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| THE POWERS - A Multi Author Story |
| 2007-04-06 |
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The Doc begins...
Sitting uncomfortably in one of the air terminal waiting room chairs, the Doctor smoothed down the front of his black velour smoking jacket, ran his free hand through his straight back black hair, and again checked his watch. His flight arrived promptly at 2:35 PM into Chicago's O'Hare International Airport, just as he had been instructed would be the case. However, the mysterious e-mail went on to say that he would be picked up along with others and transported to an undisclosed to meet with a man named Jenks, who would then reveal the reason for their urgent meeting. The whole thing kind of reeked of "trap"and since his arrival an hour and a half ago, he hadn't seen hide nor hair of another person waiting for this "Jenks", or the man himself.
Normally, the Doctor wouldn't have gone in for something so apparently obvious, but there was something in the way the e-mail was worded that gave him the impression it was worth his while:
Dearest Doctor,
It is of the utmost import that I speak with you at once. Your talent as one of the world's most powerful psychics and empathics will be in dire need before we begin this most dangerous and most necessary of battles. A team has been called to Chicago to meet with me, and to discuss what your role in this will be. Time is of the essence, Doctor, so you must not delay. A first class ticket will be waiting for you at JFK, for the 12:30 flight tomorrow. I will see to it that you and the other members of the team will be transported to my estate as soon as you arrive.
I will look forward to speaking to you then.
Jenks
Michele, his fiancee, had been suspicious of this trip as well, as most rational and logical people would be, but the Doctor simply couldn't resist. Holding the paper alone, he was filled with a sense of the urgency within the writer, as well as the honesty and truth behind his words. It had only been 3 months since he had revealed publicly his abilities and at this stage in the game, he wasn't sure how much use he could be to anyone, especially if there was some real danger afoot. Nevertheless, he came. Now he was starting to regret his choice as his butt became numb and the pins and needles began to set into his foot.
Standing again, he decided to take a look around the terminal again for anyone looking familiar, or perhaps holding a large obvious sign with the word "JENKS" on it. Not so much luck so far. Tuning his inner ear as sharply as he could, he quickly scanned the minds of the other passers-by, listening for any mention of Jenks, mystery e-mails, or grave danger. He hated intruding on others like that, but it wasn't as though he could help it. The voices would come to him whether he wanted them to or not, and it was all he could do sometimes to lock on to one person, if simply to drown out the rest. No such luck this trip either, so he returned to his uncomfortable seat and looked at his watch yet again.
Suddenly from directly behind him, a female voice rang out, "So, Doc... ever been to Chicago before?"
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| Are you ready to play the game??? |
| 2007-04-06 |
Hey ya'll, --- PLEASE VIEW IN BLOG FORMAT ---
Okay, so here's my newest idea. I want to try an exercise I've done before elsewhere, and I'm hoping a few of you will want to play along.
It's a round robin writing game. I'll start off as moderator, and set up the story and lay down the rules. Theoretically, we need at least 3 players, but usually I like to keep it to under 10 people at a time. We'll see what happens. If you would like to play, PLEASE say so in the comment section at the bottom of this blog entry, so we can see who's in and who's out.
Firstly, in my next post, I will begin a story "THE POWERS", in which each character will have at least one superpower. When it is your turn, you will:
- continue the story by introducing yourself to the story. You may choose to go under a SuperHero name or pseudonym, however your real world identity is in fact, you.
- you may reveal your power right away or you may choose to keep it secret until a later point. If one of the OTHER WRITERS claims your power before you reveal it, however, you may still have said power, but you must also reveal a DIFFERENT ability as your primary. In other words, if you want to be able to fly and someone else already flies, you may also fly but your main power could be telepathy.
- you may choose to be a hero or a villain.
- you may also introduce any FICTIONAL character you wish, however real folks and especially OTHER WRITERS may not be pulled in before they are ready.
- if any OTHER WRITER character is already in play, you may and should develop and use the character, but only within the presets of the originator. Meaning, if Bob's character is staunchly opposed to killing someone, he should not be slaying people mercilessly in your scene, unless you can show due cause.
- you MAY NOT kill off any OTHER WRITER character. The choice of dying off is held exclusively by the OTHER WRITER.- you also MAY NOT end the story. End game is the responsibility of the moderator, that is, me.
Passing of turn:
Here's how you know who goes next. Let's say that Bob, Sandra, and I are playing the game. Once I finish my section and post it, I decide who gets next crack at it, say Bob. At the bottom of my section, I will write "Continued by Bob..." Bob now has a week to add his segment to the story, post it in the comments box below the entry. Then Bob selects who goes next, namely Sandra, and writes "Continued by Sandra..." And so on. Once in a while, I will take their comments and add the text to the body of the blog, in their corresponding color and under their byline, to keep the flow of the piece. This is called the LOCK-IN. Play continues giving everyone a fair shot at adding their own style and twists to the story. If it is not currently your turn, and you have an idea about what should be next up, take note of the current writer and e-mail a request directly to him or her.
So there it is. I hope this idea interests some of you, as I think it make us better writers in that the story will be consistantly changing and adapting, and hopefully we'll all become better friends as well.
If you are interested, please let me know at the bottom here, and think up what your superpower will be. Meanwhile, I'll get to work on the first part of "THE POWERS".
Cheers,
~The Doc~ |
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| Late Night Thoughts on Faith... Courtesy of Something I saw on History Channel |
| 2007-04-04 |

Ok, so why, right? Well, I'm a Christian. I don't subscribe to any specific church or denomination, or doctrine for that matter. Yet, I believe in a power I can't describe completely or understand satisfactorily. I also think, as a Christian, that there is some knowledge to be gained from all faiths and all people, whether white, black, gay, straight, monotheist, polytheist, or nontheist. I think we've all gotten far too uptight about something so beautiful. We need to be able to laugh at ourselves. At every aspect of our lives. Otherwise we get so serious about them, that we lose our hold on what's really important in them. Remember...
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| I don't hate my job, per se... I just ignore it. |
| 2007-04-04 |
So, I work a decent job. Regular office hours, Monday through Friday, 9 to 5. I have a boss, but usually I'm left to do whatever work I feel is needed or pressing at the moment at whatever pace feels comfortable. I should add that I am a Graphic Designer for a wholesale sign company. So why is it, that while I do have things that need to be done and scheduals to keep, and knowing that my job is so low stress, that I seem to do anything but attempt working this week.
The boss man has been in Chicago all week. I mean, he'll be back today, but even then, as per usual after a short vaca, his mind will be elsewhere. I'm so bored here. I'm trying to stick it out because I'm unfortunately one of those people who are gung-ho about starting something, and then lose total interest after a while. I've have various jobs over the past 10 years, none that I've kept for longer than 2 years. It's not that I'm terrible at the job at task, it's just that it bores me after a while and I move on to something else.
I've been a shoe salesman, a butcher, an electrician, a minister, manager of a video rental store, and a graphic artist. I can't say that I don't know what I want to do, because I do, it just seems unattainable at best. I would like to be a Funeral Director/screenwriter/director of motion pictures. A lot of hats. While I'm on the subject, I'd also like to be a devoted husband, caring father, doting grandfather, little league coach, and owner of a small coffee shop in Anytown, USA.
There are so many ideas and thoughts floating through my head at all hours, and any one of them sounds better to me than what I'm doing at the moment.
Here's the catch though. I've got to pay for a wedding in October to the tune of 16,000 semolians. Yup, that'd be a 1-6 followed by trey zips. That along with rent and lights and heat and tv and whatnot, and I simply can't walk away from this job right now. I feel trapped, like a badger with his foot caught in a trap and no foreseeable way out, save gnawing through my own little paw.
Ugh. Anyone else feel that way?
Later On,
~The Doc~ |
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| Because I'm Awesome, I Can Poke Fun... |
| 2007-04-03 |
None of this is original, but I think it's amazing. Best if viewed within Blog!! Ok...ok... Ernest Borgnine was a cheap shot, but come on... that's hysterical. ~The Doc~ |
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| What I Want vs. What I Don't Want |
| 2007-04-03 |
Let's start with what I don't want from ShoutPost.com:
I don't want to be subjected to pornographic ad after pornographic ad.
I don't want to be pressured to "find Jesus". I know exactly where He is. Go ask the Catholics, they're the ones looking for Him in the wrong place.
I don't want to buy a router, a modem, a fax machine, jewelry, website hosting, or a timeshare. I'm broke, so it uncomplicates things.
I don't want Spinal Replacement Surgury, Medical Enhancement for Men, or the Key to 30 Day Weight Loss. I buy enough crap off the TV. Damn you, Billy Mays.
I don't want to be censored. I take the necessary steps to keep my stuff family friendly, however my opinions are my own and I bow to no man.
I don't want to be caught up in personal battles between friends. I care for you all the same, and I am glad for the friends I made. Don't ask me to choose. It won't go well for you.
I don't want to be mocked.
I don't want to be slandered.
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, de-briefed, or numbered. (Yeah, I stole that, but it works.)
HOWEVER:
I want to make my opinions and advice available to all people who want to hear it.
I want to get to know as many people as I can, learn from their writings just who they are, what they think, how they live.
I want to be free to blog in a community of writers who openly share not only their own feelings, but care enough to reflect with me on my own.
I want to be free. Simply put.
I want to be free.
Just some Tuesday Randomness.
~The Doc~
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| TNC News Week: Week of April 1st |
| 2007-04-03 |
BEST IF VIEWED IN BLOG!!!!
Well, April Fool's Day is successfully behind us, and that means it's time for the TNC News Week for April 1st. The TNC team searches the net each week for the strangest and most off news stories of the week, to give you, the reader a look at some articles you may have missed amidst all the Iraq War and Anna Nicole coverage.
This week's report is also a trendsetter of sorts, as we are for the first time posted through ShoutPost.com. Many thanks to the good folks at ShoutPost, advertising free blogs available through ShoutPost.com
On to today's Front Page:
The French TGV, or "train a grande vitesse," as the country's bullet train is called, with its 25,000-horsepower engine and special wheels broke the world speed record Tuesday for conventional rail trains, reaching 357.2 mph (574.8 kph) as it zipped through the countryside to the applause of spectators. Roaring like a jet plane, with sparks flying overhead and kicking up a long trail of dust, the black and chrome V150 with three double-decker cars surpassed the record of 320.2 mph (515.3 kph) set in 1990 by another French train. It fell short, however, of beating the ultimate record set by Japan's magnetically levitated train, which hit 361 mph (580.9 kph) in 2003. The double-decker cars were transformed into a laboratory for the event so that technicians from the state-run rail company SNCF and Alstom could gather data during the run. The goal was more than "simply breaking a record," Alain Cuccaroni, in charge of the technical aspects of testing said, adding that data from the test should help improve the security and comfort of passengers. My only real question is, who is in such a rush that they really need a train capable of 350 mph? I guess even the French want out of France as soon as possible.
Fan boys! Commence Salivation! KITT, the flame-throwing, river-jumping, talking muscle car from the `80s TV show "Knight Rider," is up for sale. Restored to its debut-season glory, the modified black 1982 Pontiac Trans Am is offered at $149,995 at a Dublin auto dealership. Johnny "Vette" Verhoek of Kassabian Motors has had the car, officially called Knight Industries Two Thousand, on display for about a month. Although it cannot achieve the 300 mph speeds that KITT reached, soar 50 feet in the air or throw smoke bombs, key features of the star car are intact. Perhaps most important, the red scanner light on the nose glows and makes a humming noise. The car has two working video screens on the dashboard, and the cockpit features buttons that light up in green, yellow and red: ski mode, rocket boost, micro jam, silent mode, oil slick and eject. Most of the buttons don't do anything, Verhoek said. Nor can the car hold a conversation or drive itself. Much like when you found out that Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny weren't real.
Speaking of Easter, this in from Naugatuck, CT... Workers at two neighboring businesses in a small shopping plaza at 195 Rubber Ave. have differing opinions about whether or not people should show support for Jesus. An owner of a shop that puts photos onto DVDs placed a sign in front of a parking lot, which is used by both businesses, that says, "Easter: Beep for Christ." A tattoo artist next door countered Friday with a sign that says, "Honk twice for..." and shows a caricature of a red devil underneath the text. Both signmakers have remained civil, neither wanting to infringe on the other's right to free speech, however Claudette Soden, a devout Christian and owner of Photos Onto DVD said "His sign is not bothering me, but I know it's bothering Jesus. And children are going to pass by that sign and say, 'What is that? It looks like a devil.' And what are parents going to say to that?" My guess would be either "Duh" or "No sweetie, that's just Newt Gingrich"
In what will be known as my personal "I Knew It" moment of 2007, this week in Orlando, FL, three Walt Disney Co. employees were among 28 men charged with soliciting sex from a minor amid a weeklong sting operation in the Orlando area, authorities said. The men, ranging in age from college students to their 40s and 50s, had chatted online with people they believed to be boys and girls, ages 13 and 14, Polk County Sheriff's spokeswoman Donna Wood. "We take matters like this very seriously," Disney said in a statement released Monday. "The cast members have been placed on unpaid leave." Unpaid Leave?? How about "YOU'RE F-ING FIRED!!" Works for me.
I love reporting on stories about stupid criminals, and this week's is no exception. Cordae Lee Black, dropped his wallet, with several photo IDs in it, and some cash, following a robbery of Compass Bank on Central and Southern avenues in Phoenix, AZ. Instead of cutting his losses, Black, criminal mastermind that he is, decided he really loved that wallet and headed back to the bank to ask if anyone had found it. An hour later, a robbery detective noticed Black in the bank parking lot, not far from several marked police cars. He said he was looking for his wallet. The detective remarked "let me guess, you lost it about an hour ago?" before taking him into custody.
The world's first spiritual perfume - Virtue(R) - was premiered this week by IBI, a niche fragrance company in Orange, CA. Based upon an inspired Biblical formula, the perfume is designed to be a reminder of God, Christ, spiritual self and soul. "We turned to the Bible to seek inspiration about which items to include and became convinced that a formulation would reveal itself," explains Rick Larimore, IBI's chief executive officer. No word on whether Billy Graham was involved.
Our final story for this week comes from across the sea. Yesterday, for the first time in history, female soldiers took up posts guarding Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle. Five women from the King's Troop Royal Horse Artillery marched into Windsor while four from the Army Air Corps reported for duty at the Palace. However, being British, would anyone be able to tell the difference? Not me.
That will just about do it for this week. My thanks to the team here at TNC and to you the reader for taking the time to share in this bizzare world we call home. Please, if you have a news item you want us to report on, send a link to the TNC News Team at TheBigNoodle@gmail.com.
~Peace~
-The Doc
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| Drawing a Damn Line |
| 2007-03-19 |
This post is a quick rant about something I have noticed going on at this site, and has been mentioned earlier by other bloggers, but I think it bears the repeat. I've had my blog on Shoutpost.com for only a very short time now, and in the few days I have been here, I've met some very warm and wonderful people who have been welcoming and accomodating, and I look forward to getting to know each of them better as time goes by.
That said, I have been quite alarmed by the sheer number of accounts opened solely for the advertising or re-direction to pornographic sites. Personally, I am not opposed to pornography as an issue or as a medium. Hey, whatever happens between a man and woman and another woman and a horse and a midget... well, you get me. And while I will advocate for the freedom to express one's opinion and feeling through whichever medium makes you most comfortable, I think that this shameless indoctrination of XXX redirects and medical miracle websites needs to stop.
I've seen it handled very well by other bloggers here and at other sites, mostly erotica and the like, with a cautionary "This Blog is 18+ Only" somewhere near the beginning. That's pretty much all I'm looking for. There are kids on here, and I hear that as the arguement, but at the same time, that should really be on the parents as much as the bloggers. I know you can't monitor your kids 24/7, and occasionally they will happen upon something questionable, but I think that this also opens up an opportunity for a dialogue between kids and parents about sexuality, pornography and what is out there in cyberspace. However, I don't find it neccessary to skim over twenty five "recent posts" screaming that I need to check out the latest "Uber-Sodomy" or "MILF Hunt" websites. Sometimes too much is just too damn much.
I've looked over this website and thus far have found no way to contact anyone connected with Shoutpost.com or it's parent company TBLOG, LLC., but if someone has that info and can pass it on, I will be the first to speak out against this, and I would hope that others who feel the same would also.
That's all. Oh, and have a good monday!!
-The Doc
POST SCRIPTUM: Thanks to Kenneth's suggestion, I've sent this e-mail to RockyRaccoon:
Hello sir.
You've, no doubt, received e-mails to this effect, but one more couldn't hurt. Shoutpost is being over-run by people opening accounts for the sole purpose of blogging about re-direction to porn sites and the like, and recently the hot bloggers link redirects to a porn site as well. I just joined up a week ago, and while I do enjoy the community at large, it is the opinion of most that something must be done about this.
Please respond and let us know what can be done about the situation. I thank you for your concideration.
-The Doc
Let's see what this does... if anything.
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| How Not To Have A Relaxing Day At Home With The Wife |
| 2007-03-17 |
So, I had the day off today, which was excellent, because lately work has been so petal to the metal with this national Kentucky Fried Chicken campaign that I can hardly catch my breath. So after sleeping in until ridiculous-o-clock and watching the pre-requisite 4 hours of "Cop Reality" TV, my future wife and I were looking for something else to fill out the day. Well, what says "a fun day at home with the wife" like this:
Oh, yeah... RISK. The Game of Global Domination. Now, you'd think that with a slightly meglomaniacal personality, I would be a shoo-in to run this thing from right out of the gate. And you would be completely wrong. What followed, my friends was several hours of getting my @$$ handed to me and calling my own masculinity into question. I tried to hold Africa and Australia for as long as I could, but as soon as she rolled into Asia, the Bell doth tolleth for me. And she still claims she doesn't know how to play. I hate RISK-sharks. -The Doc |
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| MyBlog Repost: Spring is For Lovers... or Idiots |
| 2007-03-16 |
Three Posts in a day?? How is that possible?? The TNC team has come back from the archives with another classic post from back in the MySpace.com days. This one was from last year, but I think that it is just as relevant today as it was then. Check it out! The desolation of winter is now well behind us, and we are in the midst of spring. You can really tell too. It's palpable, like something in the air. And with spring comes thoughts of romance... of young lovers walking hand in hand, gazing soulfully into each other's eyes... the future so open and filled with possibilities.
SNAP OUT OF IT! The likelyhood of finding the love of your life in this day and age is about as likely as me finding an unexploded nuclear device in my backyard. And I was there this morning... no WMD. Nevertheless, we need to remain optimistic and somewhat open to the possibility of love, so that should it present itself, we are not caught off guard. Myself included. Yeah... I'm aware of what I said about being single for life, and about relationships being the root of all evil, but as my friend Paul recently reminded me, these things have a way of working themselves out, and perhaps even I will again find love. Never know. For my part, I am not actively seeking it, but if it happens, it happens... and for as much as I can't stand the thought of being retardedly-in-love, I like being told "I told you so" much less.
So, today we will go over the basics of surviving a relationship, or if you want to go one better, how to make a relationship actually work. Bear in mind as you read this "survival guide", that I am the product of no less than 20 failed relationships, and thus my advice muse be taken with a grain of salt. While I find that I often know the "how's" of relationshiping, I am awful at the application. I guess it's true that those who can't, teach.
Recently I wrote to my old chum, Lisa, a basic overview of how relationships are begun and the advice I gave sang very true.
First off, we need to dispel the old thinking that beginning a relationship is the responsibility of the male. This is not only an outdated, sexist idea, but it also makes no sense. Let's be realistic here, men are complete idiots. No qualifier there, we are. About everything, but especially about feelings, romance, and women. The woman must take the lead here in choosing a suitible mate, as her choice more often than not will not be based upon "who has the biggest boobies".
Ladies, and I find this to be horribly accurate, often your choices lend themselves towards men who are either too childish to be in a relationship, or simply frightening. Why the appeal of the "bad boy" is so strong I'll never know, but remember you're looking for quality here. Someone that you might want to wake up next to every morning. While your local James Dean might look great and be decent in the sack, he rarely sticks around to make you an omelet in the morning. There are "nice guys" still out there, myself being one of them. We're worth the hunt.
When you do find one that meets the qualifications of your "dream guy", you need to develop a friendship with your intended, BUT make your intention well known in advance. Say you meet a guy that you think you might like to try to have a relationship with, I don't know, say in a library or something. Strike up a casual conversation, and if you think things could potentially work out, handle the situation with the mindframe that you are the CEO of a major Fortune 500 business interviewing a candidate for a position. Ideally, "Look, I think you are a great guy, and I think that we have a good potential for a romantic relationship, but I really need to know you first. I suggest that we develop our friendship first, an internship if you will, and see where it goes from there." Basically you have to spell it out, because again, good guy or bad guy, it doesn't really matter when it comes to intelligence. We're all REALLY stupid unless you hit us in the face with it.
Guys, we need to respect the idea of the internship also, as it has it's benefit to us. How many times have you let Big Jim and the Twins lead you in your pursuit of a mate? And how many times has that ended in the realization that the sweet, caring gal from the bar the other night switched places with an angry, needy shrew of a woman while your back was turned. With a "friendship only" period, it is much more difficult to keep that more dominant persona under wraps, and once it does surface, you can make your escape without generating too many waves.
Ladies, care must also be taken to not let the "internship" period last too long. Sure, you want to cultivate the trust and intensity needed for a successful relationship, but if it goes on too long, women seem to place guys into the category of "guy I absolutely love... like a brother". This does NO good whatsoever. Most women have enough brothers as it is, adding one more is often pointless. I would suggest a "trial" period of no more than one month. After a month of concentrated work, you should be able to determine whether it will work or not. No matter how long you go, it is not a good idea to accept anything less than a week, especially if there is ANY complaint from the guy. If he complains, he only wants to get in your pants, and that makes for a good night, but often a hellish week. Get him to respect you... you're not a hunk of meat, after all.
So, you ask, how is the transition made? Again, the woman's initiative must come into play. Subtle suggestion WILL NOT work here (see above statements on male intelligence). Once you have decided to go for it, go for it like a fat guy at a buffet table. Leap all over that poor fool, showering him in affectionate kisses. This is indeed the moment of truth. If he reciprocates, you are in like Flint. Good Job. If he shys away, or rejects the advance, he is clearly not interested... or gay. The experiment is over, but on an up note, you've at least made a new friend, and that's worth having. A lot of women reject this finding, saying that mayhaps the guy simply rejects the advance out of respect. This is a load of hooey, unless of course, alcohol is involved, and if such is the case, then you REALLY do have a GREAT guy! Repeat the advance when sober and be reassuring.
A lot of the emphasis is placed on the woman's role in beginning the relationship, and this is as it should be. This is the 21st century, and realistically, women will end up being the ones to have unchallenged authority and power in the relationship anyway, so why not just come right out with it. Don't believe me? Deny your boyfriend sex for no apparent reason whatsoever, and you will never see a more confused and frightened man. He'll be so busy trying to figure out "what he did wrong" to realize the sham that has been perpetrated.
That's enough for now. You have the basics of how it works. I got you in. Later installments will soon come where I'll deal with relationship maintanence (WHY guys are always wrong in a fight -- When the seemingly perfect gift is met with tears -- Bedtime manuvers -- Knowing "when to hold 'em, and when to fold 'em"
Hope you all enjoyed. Subscribe to this blog if you did, so you won't miss a beat.
Love Ya'll, -The Doctor
EDITOR'S NOTE: Feel free to send me e-mails(TheBigNoodle@gmail.com) on questions you would like to see answered in future blog installments and I'll be sure to get you a "linkable" credit in said blog. Remember, you're support is the ONLY thing keeping this blog going and so popular. So write in, and thank you! |
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