I had a nice chat with G.G. tonight.  I actually enjoyed it more than playing CoD4.  I wasn’t feeling really into the game tonight and wasn’t doing too good at it. About the time I was going to quit, she wanted to chat; about social truths and political truths. I think we talked longer than I even played the game.

Last night, when I was looking at the classmates site, I looked at an entry from a friend from high school that I lost touch with.  About 5 years ago, I found her contact information and we corresponded briefly. I had been wanting to call her and visit with her and her husband when I was in their city, which is about 60 or more miles away. I work there periodically.  But, I discovered that the phone number I had for her was not the right number. When I looked at the profile last night, there was a feature that lets the person know that you have looked at it. This morning, there was a phone call, but no message, on my business line.  I looked at the caller I.D. and it was from the same last name as her married name.  I think it was the same first name as her husband, too. But, I’m not sure. I wonder if it was her….. If not, the timing is really strange. I called back the number and left a message; just saying that I saw where they had called and was returning the call.

When I took the bike out today, it had just barely started to sprinkle when I returned home.  It has rained a good portion of the evening.  So, the timing worked out quite well.  It is likely the last time I’ll be riding until spring. But, one never knows for sure.

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I took the motorcycle out for about an hour today.  It was around 70 degrees today.  So, after I got back home from working and running errands, I took the bike to go to the bank and to get some SeaFoam to put in the gas for the winter. It was a nice short ride; probably the last one of the year.

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I happened across Sharyn’s profile at Classmates.com tonight and it reminded me of some things.  One of the pictures there was taken at her daughter’s graduation party which Sharyn begged me to come to. That reminded me that it was the first time that I had tried to “back off” from her because my feelings were starting to grow.  Perhaps if I had listened to myself then…. 

But, they say we are who we are because of the whole of our experiences.

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The NYT take on the DC ban consideration. I find it interesting that people will claim there is no bias in the media.  This is a perfect example of liberal bias.

Justices Will Decide if Handgun Kept at Home Is Individual Right – New York Times

I find the following quote to be quite interesting:

“Whether the handgun ban has reduced crime in a city surrounded by less
restrictive jurisdictions is a matter of heated dispute. Crime in the
District of Columbia has mirrored trends in the rest of the country,
dropping quite sharply during the 1990s but now experiencing some
increase.”

It is almost hilarious.  The DC crime rate has been near the top of the list for decades.  And, it’s much higher when compared to those other “less restrictive” jurisdictions.  Its murder rate is so much higher, that the numbers for there (in conjunction with a couple of other gun-ban jurisdictions) distort the overall murder rate.  Wouldn’t it make more sense that the surrounding “less restrictive” jurisdictions would be as high or higher than the DC rates?

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The Washington, DC Gun Ban is finally going before the Supreme Court.  I’m glad. But, I don’t hold out much hope for it make a real difference.

My Way News – High Court to Weigh Ban on Gun Ownership

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I once thought that love could solve all problems or potential problems between two people.  I no longer believe that. Sometimes, even true love isn’t enough. 

And, if it’s an unrequited love, it’s even worse.

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I have this recurring dream in which I am trying to escape from gangster with family/friends.  I have this dream every few years.  I had it again last night.  It was pretty detailed and I remember getting the upper hand on the gangsters and holding them at gun point while we got some distance away from them. Then, they started trying to catch up to us.

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…. that this is such an obvious answer, that it shouldn’t even be up for debate.  If you asked these supposedly intelligent people, “Why don’t you steal?” Or, “… cheat on your spouse.” Or any such thing, they would not want to get caught. 

Does Death Penalty Save Lives? A New Debate – New York Times

Criminals want to minimize their risks just like everyone else.  They
watch for cameras.  They watch for police.  They break into homes where
nobody is at home.  They prey on the weak.  They do these things to
minimize their risk of getting caught, hurt, killed.

If that doesn’t tell you that they weigh the risk/benefit ratio, there
is something wrong with your thought processes.  If you raise the
risks, you reduce the benefit to them. 

The problem with the status quo is that you don’t see the reduction in murders/crimes because there is not a prominent enough death penalty in place.  It’s really very simple. 

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I was going to try to do a “Welcome Home Escort PGR mission today from the Pittsburgh Airport to the Morgantown, WV area.

A family friend is an older woman who is taking care of her elderly mother who is in very poor condition and needs constant attention.  The friend called yesterday that there was water on the floor all around her water heater.  It was leaking badly.  Today, I took my b.i.l. with me and put in a new water heater for her. It was a several hour job because the new tank had slightly different dimensions on the height and position of the valve and the water connections.  But, it went more smoothly than I expected because a water heater install kit was available. It contains flex pipes and I had the rest of what I needed.

As I was leaving, my brother discovered that the furnace was not working in the house across the street, so I have to work on that. I got it working enough to heat it until I can do a minor fix to help it light.

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I was driving by a local school, yesterday, when I saw a sign like you see when the sports teams are playing a game.  They are the kind the cheerleaders or team supporters put up.  It read, “We Got The Fire!”  Uhm….  ok….. don’t they have an English teacher at this school?

I’ve long said that men are hated in our society; especially by women.  They are seen as stupid, as second to women, not as important as women, etcetera.  I have blogged about it before and have given examples of it. My brother gave me a newspaper clipping yesterday of a “Heloise” column.  In it, a woman wrote in with her hint for helping lost children to stay safe when at an amusement park or other such venue.  She writes her number on the back of their hand and tells them to, “go to a police officer or to another ‘mommy with kids’ and show them their hand.”

We certainly wouldn’t want them to go to a “daddy with kids” or any other male.  We all know they are child molesters and even if they LOOK like a “daddy with kids” those are really the men who have just finished collecting up a bunch of unsuspecting kids at the park and is walking them out so that he can do his dastardly deeds.

These man hating women would rather see the lost child look for a help in a drug-fueled, street prostitute (because she still a woman and all women have a motherly instinct) than a man anyday.

What’s bad is that a large segment of women have these sentiments on at least some scale.  Some think men aren’t capable of raising children.  Some say, “They are my kids.  They came out of me.  He was just a sperm donor.”  Some say, “Men are child molestors.”  But, it is all the same disdain for men.

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