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the return of purple potion.

THE MYSTERIOUS PURPLISH LIQUID

There are several incidences of The Shadow reaching under his cape and pulling out a vial of Purplish Liquid. Just a few drops of this on an ailing person’s tongue restores them. This is a list of the stories where the Purple Liquid is used, and who is restored

STORY/ DATE/ PERSON REVIVED

Treasures of Death 12/15/33 The Shadow
The Circle of Death 3/1/34 Bridgetown Zorman
The Cobra 4/15/34 Cliff Marsland
Cyro 12/15/34 Roke Rowden
The Fate Joss 7/1/35 The Shadow
The Ghost Murders 1/1/36 Thomas Farren
The Voodoo Master 3/1/36 The Shadow
Quetzal 2/15/37 Jerry Loyden
The Radium Murders 9/15/37 Harry Vincent
Death Jewels 8/1/38 Clyde Burke
The League of Death 5/1/41 *
Trail of Vengeance 11/1/42 The Shadow

* This is not THE Purplish Liquid, but one used by a foeman.This one makes you appear dead, but you come out of it short time later.

a little genesis….DODO

Too big to fly, dodo ugly so dodo must die
Doggo with fear on its side can’t change, can’t change the tide
Dot baiter, agitator, asking questions says he wants to know why
Ain’t no reason that money can’t buy
Mink, he pretty so mink he must die, must die

Sun he giving life in his light
Part of the sytem
Friend to man and friend to the trees
No friend to the snowman
Where does he go what does he do?
Does he meet with the mole, the stream, the cloud
And end up at the bottom of the sea

Fish he got a hook in his throat
Fish he got problems
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he hope he’s too small, too poor a haul
And emd up being thrown back in the sea
I’m back in the sea

Caretaker, horror movie
Only one eye, only needs one boot
Sweet lady, she knows she looks good
Vacuum coming for the bright and the brute

Big noise, black smoke
So pig headed couldn’t see the joke
But it ain’t funny
Ask the fly on the wall
It’s only living
It don’t matter at all, at all

Pimp he make you drool and grunt
He got an answer
One he got a dream of love
Deep as the ocean

Where does he go?
What does he do?
Will the siren team with Davy Jones
And trap him at the bottom of the sea

I’m back in the sea

Some of you youngsters may not understand this…

Each year the staff at Beloit College in Wisconsin puts Together a list to try to give the faculty a sense of the mindset of that year’s incoming freshmen.

Here is this year’s list:

The people who are starting college this fall across the Nation were born in 1982.

They have no meaningful recollection of the Reagan Era and probably did not know he had ever been shot.

They were prepubescent when the Persian Gulf War was waged.

Black Monday 1987 is as significant to them as the Great Depression.

There has been only one Pope.

They were 11 when the Soviet Union broke apart and do not Remember the Cold War.

They have never feared a nuclear war.

They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.

Tiananmen Square means nothing to them.

Their lifetime has always included AIDS.

Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.

Atari predates them, as do vinyl albums. The statement “you sound like a broken record” means nothing to them. They have never owned a record
player.

They have likely never played Pac Man and have probably never Heard of Ping-Pong.

They may have never heard of an 8 track.

The Compact Disc was introduced when they were 1 year old.

As far as they know, stamps have always cost about 33 cents.

They have always had an answering machine.

Most have never seen a TV set with only 13 channels, nor have they seen a black-and-white TV.

They have always had cable.

There has always been VCRs, but they have no idea what BETA is.

They cannot fathom not having a remote control.

They were born the year that Walkman were introduced by Sony.

Roller-skating has always meant inline for them.

Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.

They have no idea when or why Jordache jeans were cool.

Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.

They have never seen Larry Byrd play.

They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.

The Vietnam War is as ancient history to them as WWI, WWII and the Civil War.

They have no idea that Americans were ever held hostage in Iran.

They can’t imagine what hard contact lenses are.

They don’t know who Mork was or where he was from.

They never heard: Where’s the beef?, I’d walked a mile for a Camel, or de plane, de plane.

They do not care who shot J.R. and have no idea who J.R. is.

The Titanic was found? They thought we always knew where it was.

Michael Jackson has always been white.

Kansas, Chicago, Boston, America, and Alabama are places, not groups.

McDonalds never came in Styrofoam containers.

There has always been MTV.

They don’t have a clue how to use a typewriter.

swiped from kellie

stolen from a whole list o’ people
WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE…
Salad Dressing: italian
Sock color: none! I like barefooting or birking.
Number: 5
How come? the law of fives commands it.
Place to be kissed: ears
Movies: currently (they change) Blade Runner, Time bandits, They Live, The story of billy
Holiday: Halloween
Foods: mexican (right now)
Day of the week: saturday (personal time, gaming, picnics! whee!)
Song at the moment: do-wah diddy, diddy dum diddy doo
TV Show: Red Dwarf
Word or phrase: Keen!, Spiff!, Groovy!, Sharp!
Toothpaste: arm & hammer
Restaurant: the flaming pit
Flower: sunflower
Least Favorite Subject: chemistry. Ack.
Drink: Chocolate milk. Alcoholic – Rum & coke
Sport to Watch: hockey! go panthers! go Bruins!
Ice Cream: cherry garcia
Sesame Street character: Rowlf or Cookie Monster
Fast Food: Taco Bell (oh the horror!)

mornin’ kids

Got some feedback and resolution from friends today… I’m happy that it was at least partially dealt with. (the blowing off thing.)

today seems to be back to normal, but I must not become complacent anymore, at least in regards to this job. A couple of places will make things work for me. I’ve narrowed it down…virginia’s probably out…. but seattle, staying in florida or arizona are all still some strong possibilites.

Thank you so much to all the supportive and kind folk who offered up kindness.

🙂

feelings hurt?

some folks I talked to fairly frequently last month have kind of all but blown me off. It saddens me, as I’m a nice guy. Folks get caught up in other situations, though, I guess. One’s an LJer, two are folks that have moved out of state, and one that left where I work currently.

I’m happy that there are other folks that are around for me to talk to, both on LJ, and in real life. The really irritating thing is, I call and e-mail, and get no reply. that’s just rude. If you don’t want to talk to me, tell me, don’t have me glean it from holding one-sided conversations.

This has been a public service announcement. Treat people with honesty and courtesy.

That’s all

The last two days at work.

Actually, Monday through Wednesday at about 6pm.

Monday. We get data that takes ffffffffffforever to arrive, finally shows up like 10 or 11 pm. (I’m supposed to go home at 8). I begin to run the process, and it claims it will finish sometime Wednesday. Ack! One of my co-workers, Robert decides to be extra bonus childish, and rat out another co Joel for spending time in the computer dept. Feh. Rat-finks and tattletales should get squashed like bugs, then discarded. (Ratting someone out over something serious, like hurting someone else, that’s another story.)

Tuesday management steps in, and proceeds to take a bad situation and make it worse. The folks who are supposed to request the way things are to be done gave me a trainee, who knew nothing about what was needed. I had to play quiz kids with him for quite a while, every step of the way, which slowed the job down to a tragic molasses pace. To make matters worse, once all of the needs/requirements were ironed out, the boss, who up until this point had nothing to do with the situation begins following the job from point to point, critical of every step, calling people stupid, accusing folks of deliberately sabotaging the process, being verbally abusive and actually yelling at points. (fortunately not at me. the owner is a huge bully, and is incapable of being that obnoxious to someone larger than himself. He’s about 6’3, and maybe 250 lbs. Not used to bigger people.) Anyhow, he verbally urinated on Tuan, probably the most devoted and tolerant person I know. Tuan laughed to the bosses face, and quit. Good for him!

Wednesday. Boss calls morning meetings, (this is 2nd hand, as I come in at noon) and slows us down even more. Asks why we didn’t have meetings, yells about how everyone except him is a moron that couldn’t ever do anything right. I come in, and as my immediate boss, a swell guy, what the score is. He tells me ‘ Tuan gone, boss is in dire need of some mental help.’ The owner made folks that weren’t actively involved cry, or just general upset due to being near that foolishness.

If I could pick one person to throw under a bus…. well let’s just say I know a guy I’d choose. A villain, a blackguard, a cruel, vile cur, needing blunt head trauma, preferably at 500 psi or more.

Back to actively seeking a good job. Too much time spent lingering at that spiritual bunghole.