In ten years from now (I borrowed from the ten years thread, sorry for stealing) I hope there are robot maids who are really cheap and clean really well.
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I need to ask a question about neurosurgeonory (I donít know how to spell that word and I could not find it in a dictionary)
I would prefer not to post it here because it is about lobotomies, and its for a story idea I thought of, but I cant find the answer to my question anywhere on the internet on websites, minus those who are for doctors only and have restricted access.
PS: no i dont sleep much, i have been awake for 34 hours, and no energy drinks, coffie, tea, soda, etc.
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I calculate this post will be Post Number 1812...I'd put a link to something that played the "1812 Overture" but it'd just be another link cluttering up the boards. Besides, you all know how it goes.
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Would be ethical to initiate a defense for 2012 so countries donít engage in global war, such as China, launching counter offences, against the US. To dominate the world market after the collapse of the complete world market.
well i have been studing the work of Walter Freeman who preformed the "Ice pick" lobotomy and aparently his lobotomies 75% of the time made people into vegetables 5% blead out and 5% got better, the rest needed more than one.
i cant find any thing saying if the ones who became vegetables could still think, that is what my lobotomy zombie story is about. i just wanted to get my facts strate, but cant find the answers.
According to what I just traced through Google, Tom Waits first said it on "Fernwood Tonite" in 1977...but the line probably predates that use by some years, and that show was just where the trail goes cold.
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Rommel Fenrir Wolf II, by definition, a "vegetable" is not conscious. It's possible, however, that a person may appear to be a "vegetable" because they are unable to communicate (as you put it "trapped in their bodies") and still be conscious.
A frontal lobotomy (what is usually meant when the term "lobotomy" is used) should not cause people to be either a "vegetable" or "trapped in their bodies." The communication areas are not usually in the frontal lobe of the brain.
George H.W. Bush (the first President Bush) doesn't like broccoli, and Ronald Reagan liked jelly beans so much that the Utah Republican Committee chairman, who happened to own an ice cream business at the time, had jelly bean ice cream created in his honor and sent to him.
Don't know about hamburger and peanuts, though I'd guess that peanuts might belong to Jimmy Carter.
Didn't Carter own a peanut farm, or perhaps I just made that up in my head. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between what I make up and what is real. (Which is why my story on the British royal family bombed so badly.)
I once saw Obama eating a hamburger on the news. I don't really know why.
Just watching LEON (released as The Professional here in the States), and there's a scene with a somewhat pudgy political-type getting out of the limousine to go jogging, surrounded by bodyguard-types, and he says he wants a burger just before he takes off at a trot.
We seem to have veered into politics, right? Much as I'd like to say something raw about lots of them, we kinda agreed not to. Irritating political discussions was part of what drove me away from the Internet Fan Fiction community I'd been part of. Besides, lately, I've found other outlets to vent about that.
Other than that...one of the oldest items on my knicknack shelf is a plastic piggybank in the shape of a peanut, with Jimmy Carter's smile. In high school (around the time I acquired it), in art class, I had to draw an item from life, and I drew this---which the teacher didn't believe until I brought it in to show her.
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My writing is moving along but besides that I've had no impetus to do much on my days off.
Right around the first I had four days off and on two separate ones I never even got out of my pajamas. After NaNo and Christmas and overdue dental work, essentially two months of my days off being eaten, the break at New Year's was bliss. But now I'm having trouble getting back into accomplishing things on my days off. You know the stuff: oil change, laundry, cleaning the bedroom, getting the back window sealed on the car, etc. I'm just feeling a bit draggy.
I am trying to get back in the swing. I actually called out 'sick' from work today, (no lies,I told them it was a mental health day) and I plan to get some things done and get out a little, probably by going to the beach or maybe to feed ducks at the park. Maybe I've just been inside too much.
Anyone else feeling a lull? Or has the New Year energized you?
I had a day off on Christmas and a day off on New Year's Day---they were not butted-up against my usual days off---and Christmas itself proved not to be very restful. So it was back to the grind right away, made worse by the backup from the holidays.
On the home front, I enforced a kind of lull right before Christmas, in that I didn't do some things [like writing] only in favor of doing other things [like Christmas shopping]. New Year's Day was filled with all that first-of-the-month, first-of-the-year, every-three-months chores I keep lists of to remind me to do them. In between I did little...but the week after I swung things around and got back to writing (at least).
There are still chores to do, that I just, gosh-darnit, haven't gotten around to doing. I've got about six months of mail to go through and sort and shred---but I just haven't gotten around to it. Plus a few other projects I keep putting off, like cleaning out this pigsty I call an office.
I'm in a new years lullaby. That has more to do with the fact I didna sleep last night. It is a hard thing sometimes to choose between 4 hours of sleep and no sleep. (Because you may doubt your ability to just sleep 4 hours.) I decided to choose a kind of middle ground and spent 2 hours sitting up in a chair blinking slowly.
I also watched a Jackie Chan movie called The Myth and dude, that was the best of his movies. (And I've seen a lot of his movies, from Fantasy Mission Force to Miracles to Gorgeous to Operation Condor to Shanghai Noon to The Jackie Chan Adventures(animation) to Twin Dragons to Mister Nice Guy to Heart of the Dragon (oh dear I appear to be listing again!) my favorite used to be Tiger Fist.)
Wow I did a whole list without a non-sequitur. I don't know if I should be proud of myself or if I should be horrified. Either way I think I deserve a nap.