Month: October 2004

Excerpts from a personals site.



What are the top three things you enjoy doing?

The three thing I enjoy doing the most include reading, writing, outdoor activities. I love camping, fishing, hiking, backpacking, and hunting. I generally spend a lot of time outside during the summer. During the winter I like cross country skiing and various other outdoor activities but spend most of the time inside.

I also enjoy reading and spend a lot of time at the local library. I believe that a good writer gets better the more he reads.



What are three things you least enjoy doing?

Bicycling against the wind would have to be close to the top of that list. It’s windy all the time here where I live and I’m forced to ride into the wind more times that not. In fact, doing anything in the wind will top this list. I hate the wind. I could go on for hours about it’s complete lack of purpose in this world.

The second thing I hate doing is trying to converse with people who lack the intellect to grasp the concepts of, and relations between liberty, authority and our (Americans) form of government – republic.

Hard manual labor. I hate it. Moving furniture and heavy lifting… I’ll hire someone to do it, and tip them well too. Manual labor is right up there with the food service industry. I’m a great cook, AT HOME! when it will always be my way and I don’t have to go into that darn cold walk-in.



If you had ten million dollars, what would you do with it?

If I suddenly came across ten million dollars the first thing I would do is invest in real estate. The steady income from rentals around the country would ensure me the basics. It would also allow me to pursue my career as a novelist.

The rest would go to a good not-for-profit charity- and not for tax purposes either, I’m 100% income tax free and proud of it. Actually, I have a perfect plan to ensure my future in all those respects, so the last thing I would ever ask for was ten million dollars when all I need is ten thousand (or even a hundred). Especially when there is always someone lazy enough to spend that much money.

Give me the chance to make the money with good-old-fashion honest work.



How would you describe your perfect day?

A perfect day on Earth. . . isn’t that an oxymoron, given the purpose of life? Yes it is- I write while listening to “Heaven is a Place on Earth” by Belinda Carlisle!

My perfect day would start with a music montage with the [perfect] wife and our [perfect] darlings (daddies girls every one of them) to blaring 80’s music that will carry us through breakfast. Next a 14 mile or so bicycle ride on the trails around my mountain castle in the evergreen forest with lots of wildlife, and an extensive workout in my private gym. Perhaps a lunch with the [perfect] agent or a [perfect] friend. A ten page writing session in my office just off the bedroom (at home so I can enjoy all the [perfect] funs and frustrations of the family). Dinner (all meals served at the table) fixed by me and/or the wife/kids. A few minutes of star gazing in the observatory on the top of the northwest tower (or other family activity) and, after the littles are in bed, a bit of unmentionables with the wife and back to sleep.

But that would be my perfect day. I’d settle for the day I get to meet that special someone who will help make all that possible, regardless of whether that turns out to be the only good thing in it.



What area do you need the most improvement in?

What ever will help me get a girl. If you have any idea (ladies), let me know.



Anything else you’d like to add?

Hey, if you see me, talk to me. I have been known as “cute and lovable” by girls who get to know me. I don’t bite, nibble maybe. . .

ETYMOLOGY: Middle English liberte, from Old French, from Latin lībertās, from līber.



DEFINITION:

lib·er·ty (l b r-t ) NOUN: pl. lib·er·ties

1. a. The condition of being free from restriction or control.

b. The right and power to act, believe, or express oneself in a manner of one’s own choosing.

c. The condition of being physically and legally free from confinement, servitude, or forced labor.

2. Freedom from unjust or undue governmental control.

3. A right or immunity to engage in certain actions without control or interference: the liberties protected by the Bill of Rights.



–American Heritage Dictionary

We Americans may have acquired the word liberty from Old French, but that’s no reason to forget it. Our country and system of government is based on it.

Today, people mistake its meaning for freedom. The two words, though similar to the uneducated, are anything but synonymous. Where liberty is generally a right or immunity, freedom is generally an exemption granted.

I prefer to think of the difference this way:

Liberty is the act of performing a right.

Freedom is the act of performing a privilege.

For instance, Americans have the liberty to engage in their inalienable rights, while aliens (foreign visitors) have the freedom to engage in the privileges granted by the Americans. Also, government officials have the privilege to protect the rights and liberties of the American Citizens, but do not have the right to infringe upon those liberties.

The other day I was talking to one of the people who come to the Dixie Care & Share for a shower. He told me had renewed his voter registration the week before. Then he asked me if I voted. Of course, I don’t. I am after all an American Citizen.

So I told him “no”, and that’s when he stepped in it.

“Why not, aren’t you a patriot?” He asked.

“Yes. That’s why I never license or register myself or my property,” I answered.

It’s true too. American Citizens cannot be required to license or register themselves or their property. To do so would violate our God-given inalienable rights and the liberties associated with them.

Here is an excerp from my new front page:

Supreme Law advocates are people who support and defend the Supreme Law of the Land, which is constitutional.

We recognize the States of America to be Constitutional Republics with limited powers and authorities constituted to them by the people, and that everyone born or nationalized in the States of America are sovereign.

Likewise, we recognize the United States to be a Constitutional Republic separate from the States of America also with limited powers constituted to it.

In any case, those powers and authorities not delegated in the respective constitutions are reserved to the people.

To defend our state and federal constitutions, Supreme Law advocates help educate people throughout the world in understanding the significance of government constitutions.

Last evening I was talking to a colleague who insisted that a couple from Slovakia had told him they were from Czechoslovakia, a county that hasn’t existed for a while. For those of you who aren’t aware of the fact, the area once known as Czechoslovakia is now the Czech Republic and Slovak Republic. It’s been that way since January 1st, 1993.

Anyway, this colleague was adamant that the couple said Czechoslovakia and even pronounced it slowly so he could recognize it. I maintained my opinion that he had just thought they said Czechoslovakia when he heard Slovakia, being American and being raised before 1993. We argued the point to no avail. My colleague believed that these people had said Czechoslovakia and I wasn’t going to change his mind. To make a point, I stated that “you would think a person would know what country he was from.”

On retrospect, that was a stupid comment considering that most Americans don’t know what country they live in. Is it America, United States, or what? Most Americans are under the false assumption that they live in the United States, which is often referred as America. But the fact of the matter is, Americans live in the States of America, America for short. The United States is a corporate municipal legislative democracy known as Washington D.C., or the “Seat of the Government of the United States”* “not exceeding ten Miles square”*, commonly referred to as the District of Columbia.

*See the Constitution of the United States of America

My good friend Vlad from Slovakia e-mailed me yesterday. I haven’t heard from him in a while. Hey Vlad! How’s it going? Anyway, then today to Slovaks, who are travelling the States, came into work today. How about that!

One of my favorite pastimes here at the library is girl watching. Despite the rudeness and stuck-up nature of the girls in St. George, Utah, there are a few cuties. I’m sitting next to one now. In fact I think I might be developing a crush on her despite the fact that she is soooo skinny and she’s a blonde. Kinda tall too, and probably still growing.

I see her often as one of the regulars here. She’s not homeless though, too clean and cute for that. Every time I see her I think I ought to take her home with me. I sometimes get home and think I forgot to bring her. How weird is that? Kind of a funny thought though. I don’t know what I would do with her except make her belly get bigger;) Not that I wouldn’t want to, apparently I do. Go figure.

Well, I do see her on a daily basis, and you know how that kind of situation tends to let people grow on you. She doesn’t appear to be much of a reader though. Well here I go trying to focus on the bad things in a person instead of the good things. She has a tendency to write on her hands and such- I feel compelled at this particular time to press the “button” with the label “press here” drawn on her hand. But, I am afraid of what will happen if I do. This is hilarious. A grown man like me acting like a teenager!

Remember the girl in the movie Spider-man 2, who shared a cake with Peter Parker? Bug-eyed blonde, tall and lanky? Well, there’s a girl working here at the St. George branch Washington County Library. I had to chuckle when I saw her, the movie fresh in my mind.

I get paid on Thursday. I can’t wait. I plan to buy a laptop computer off an online auction. With that I’ll be able to finish the fantasy novel I’ve been working for the past few years. When that happens, the sky’s the limit. With as much time as I have on my hands, I can write at least one other book by the end of the year. Well, maybe. If not, I know that by this time next year I’ll have at least three completed novels (hopefully, I’ll have sold at least one).

Big dreams? Yes, but possible.

Well, Christopher Reeve has died, bummer. But then again to me he’s been dead since 1995. Since then there hasn’t been another Superman movie. I really miss Superman. It was Mr. Reeve’s Superman that I loved above all others, but I sure wish they would make a new movie. With the exception of the Superman movies, I thought Christopher Reeve wasn’t a very good actor. But he WAS Superman. It’s because of his portrayal that I have a Superman shield tattoo, and plan to have a Superman tattoo someday.

Well, So-long Mr. Reeve. Thanks for the inspiration.