I feel the need to be reminded why I am an atheistic commie bastard.

Please note this is not a real story, it does not promote, nor condone any illegal activities it's just a story I wrote on a forum, and it involves a forum user as the main character of "Gippy" there's going to be a series of stories I am going to add.

There are so many stories floating around the internet about people and their affairs and I have a scandal I wish to report. I have heard that Gippy has found himself a woman, her name is Josephina and she apparently had long blonde hair, and nice eyes and a great body.

Gippy had never ever felt this way he would give her flowers, he would take her to movies and he was ready to make her his forever by getting down on one knee, but something happened. Something no one ever saw coming Gippy had found himself hidden away in a shed with someone else. Someone who was nameless, until Gippy screamed her name in a dream.

Gippy laid there and then started to sceam the name of Vanessa he jumped from his bed and ran outside but when he got there all he saw was the guy that saw Vanessa first and wanted her form the first moment he set eyes on her. Yes, Charles was in love with the girl he was a nerdy shy guy that had nothing more then bis brain and a random job working with computers. He wouldn't go near her he would never tell her what he felt.


But he felt that he was losing her, he felt that Venessa had found someone else, and he was right, she had found Gippy, and she had a thing for guys that were short so it was perfect, Gippy and Venssa were getting on well until one night....one night Charles caught them together and he was in a jealous rage and he took pulled out a weapon and he took the lives of Gippy and Vanessa that night.

Charles sat outside the house of Gippy after that and drank, he drank so much he passed out and he dropped the wiskey bottle on the ground and he drove off, he reached a lake tossed the gun away and that was the last we were to hear from Charles.

The next morning, a friend of Gippy's Brett, arrived at his house and knocked on the door there was no answer, he knocked again still no answer he turned the door knob and the door opened. He walked in, and he called out, no one answered him, he looked around and saw nothing but a mess Brett kept looking around until he got the bedroom and he saw it.

The bodies of Gippy and Vannessa laying dead in the bed, he ran out of the room and dialled 000 and the police were on the way Brett was freaking out he saw a mate and this girl dead in Gippy's bedroom!

Officer Micheal M. Morrison was the first to enter the house and exam the scene, he asked for Brett to leave the house and talk to his partner Officer Robert Kipp. While they were going over whast he had saw Officer Morrison was calling for forensic and for back up.

Before they could arrive Josephina arrived and saw the police around the house and she ran upto the house but she was stopped by Officer Michael M. Morrison who came walking back out, he told her that she didn't want to go in there that a man and a woman were in there dead. She was confused to why there was a woman dead in there as well, she was then told that Gippy was sleeping with some woman and they were both murdered.

The Crime Scene Investigators came and went with all the evidence they needed to track down the case, the coroner Robert Revera determined the deaths as being a single gunshot wound to the head for both, which if you were following this story you would have known that! The bottle that was found by Heather was tested and the DNA matched one Charles Rhoades who worked for the new compute company that was writing software for bigger companies, it was not the more glamorous job you’d say but he loved it.

Detective Oscar Clayton was the man that was given the responsibility to go and question Charles about the murders, he felt that he had again drawn the short straw, not being a computer person it was not a great experience he thought. But he would not be alone on this his partner Detective Chloe Bennett was going to be going along with him. AS they reached the computer place they took a look around and Oscar was not happy about the computerised doors, really? Computerised doors? Amazing stuff Oscar was slow and a bit hesitant to walk through the doors with his luck the doors would slam shut cutting him in two like you see in the movies.

Chloe told him to stop being a baby and just walk through the doors! She went through first to put his mind at ease, the doors opened and closed without incident, so Oscar finally got up the nerve and he went through the doors again with no incident. They showed their badges to the girl at the desk she buzzed them through to the other side and they found the desk of Charles.

Charles was surprised when someone approached his desk, even more surprised by the looks of the female officer he was close to drooling and by the time he awoke from his day dreams he was being asked his where abouts the night before by Oscar. Charles has no real good excuse for that he was nervous he was stuttering and all he could say was “I went to a bottle shop and I got some whiskey and just drank and drank, and drank until I could forget” Oscar looked at him “And what was it that you were forgetting, Charles?” the officer told him looking at the sweat starting to rolls down the braw of Charles.

“I was trying to forget Vanessa, I loved her, and she never loved me, and I heard she was seeing someone else and I just couldn’t deal with that” both detectives were picturing the whole story in their heads they now had a motive, well that is however if this was the killer they were sure it was. “After you got done drinking where did you end up?” Chloe curiously asked him he just looked at her, and started to quiver. “I-i-“ he was stuttering and there was no way he was going to put together a good lie to her and he was not going to, this pretty police officer seemed to be the one that could crack a desperate man. “I am not going to lie to you, I drove by Gippy’s house, I was told she was seeing him and I was drinking outside his house but that was it!”

But we know this is wrong, we know that Charles was the one that killed Gippy and the girl was with the woman that Charles wanted but this is not the first. You’re surprised? I’m not, Charles once killed Rose Gravois she was his wife at the time and she was cheating on him with the gardener Lucio Moretti but Lucio had dreamed of better things, a criminal record saw him only able to get a job as a slave to a man that made more money than him, and had a higher class of life. But that did not stop our friend Lucio getting himself the girl but in the end this was to be the end of him.
There have been a few disappearances over the years, and the same common link kept popping up Charles he knew them and he was jealous of them Eugene Chiasson vanished one day only to be found in the Louisiana Bayou. Charles decided it was time for him to escape his old life and he moved to Australia and he ended up in the small town in South Australia where he met the lovely Vanessa and she was the woman of his dreams, but Charles would be the man of her nightmares, well if she knew what would happen that fateful Tuesday Morning, But let’s get back to our story shall we ?

The police of course did not believe Charles, how could you believe a man that was quievering and sweating like he was and was obviously hiding something? And it was not his awkwardness with women either, that’s a story for another time! Oscar wanted the truth “Cut the ****, Charles, we know you had ties to the victims, you loved Vanessa and you and Gippy never got along, not even when you offered him a coffee, now spills the beans!”

“Alright!” Charles shouted it and the room went quiet and all the eyes were on Charles he had finally cracked and he wanted it over with! “I want this done, so take me away from here and you get your story.” They do so we go back to the station and Charles breaks down “I did it, alright? I killed them I was drunk and I didn’t mean it, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to kill her!” Chloe shakes her head “You didn’t mean to kill them but you went there with a loaded firearm? I find that hard to believe.”
“Look I had the gun in the car, it’s always been there I still have no idea why! But I was drinking whiskey outside of Gippy’s place and then I passed out and woke up and I was laying in the grass and the gun had been fired I didn’t mean for this!” A liar to the end is our friend Charles, will he ever learn?

“The FBI have been after you for some time and they have faxed us your real name, Jeffrey!” Chloe snaps her head around and looks at Oscar and Charles as well is surprised “You know?” Oscar nods the end is nigh for our friend Charles, erm I mean Jeffrey. “Jeffrey Connors you have been hiding so long and the murders of your wife Rose Gravois-Connors, and her lover Lucio Moretti who was your employee as well and let’s not forget the murder of Eugene Chiasson you have been a busy man, haven’t you Jeffrey?”
“I can explain all of that, she was a liar and a cheater and he was just as bad as her, they would flirt and stuff in front of me, so I had to do something about that. As for Eugene Chiasson well let’s just say that guy was a witness to me putting their bodies in the car. I didn’t mean to kill Vanessa and Gippy but I guess you cannot run from your past, can you?” they arrested Jeffrey Connors for the murders of Vanessa and Gippy and he was forced to face the charges back in his home of Louisiana and the final verdict for our friend? Yep, death.

You have just read the internet story of Jeffrey Connors, a man that was a murdering nerd, this was just one of many stories passed around by our friend that later became known as Charles. Whether this was a real story well you have to use your imagination but this serves as a warning, when you pick on a nerd and you steal the nerds girl, you may end up dead.

A nerd’s revenge is a lethal thing.

Classical music has just found a new role - riding to the rescue of the West's damaged self-esteem.  The damage comes from the American National Intelligence Council's 'Global Trends Review', which reckons that by 2025 the US's position as world's most powerful nation will be seriously threatened.  China is set to overtake Europe for second place, and  Brazil and India are coming up fast.

So the 'Decline of the West', prophesied 90 years ago by Spengler, is finally here.  But never fear - another global rank-order has appeared in recent days which offers a bit of comfort. Gramophone magazine's survey of the world's top 20 orchestras shows the Old World and the US still firmly in the driving seat.  Right at the very top is the Concertgebouw Orchestra, based in Holland, a country that doesn't exactly make waves on the geo-political front.  But in terms of sheer numbers the US is way ahead.  It has seven of the remaining 19, then come Germany with four and Russia with three, then one each from Britain (the London Symphony Orchestra), Austrian, Hungary, the Czech Republic and Japan. 

For anyone over 40, this rank order looks weirdly familiar.  It's like a picture of global power-relations in around 1965, but bent out of true by the Europe's lingering cultural prestige.  The US was the leading superpower, determined to embrace European 'high culture' - but not able, despite all its dollars, to get the top position.  Germany's second rank reflects its magnificent orchestral tradition and the amazing 'economic miracle' of the 1950s and 60s, which provided the necessary subsidy.  The Soviet Union was a superpower, but lacked Europe's traditions or the US's economic muscle, so only manages three middle-rankers.  Britain, the 'sick man' of Europe, barely manages one, while Japan - newly prosperous - scrapes into the top league.  Meanwhile, further down the pecking order, little countries with great traditions and strategic importance slug it out for the remaining slots - Czechoslovakia and Hungary on one side, Austria on the other.

So what might an orchestral rank order in 2025 look like?  Will China have muscled in to pole position?  If money were the only determining factor, the answer would have to be yes.  China now has 43 professional orchestras, and six more are being formed with state backing.  Compare that confident expansion to the US, which at present has 50 full-time bands, several of which are threatening to collapse - Charleston's orchestra is now having a whip-round to stave off bankruptcy.  In orchestras as in everything else, China's model of state-run capitalism looks tougher than West's privatised version.

But the lesson of the Gramophone's list is surely that money and determination aren't everything.  Knitting a bunch of talented players into a real ensemble is a slow business, and inculcating a feeling for different orchestral styles from Baroque to contemporary is even slower.  Audiences perceptions have to change too, and they move at a glacial pace, hampered as they are by cultural stereotyping and - let's be frank - snobbery.  And as the current list proves, value judgements in classical music reflect the tastes and power relations of an earlier era.  My guess is that if the Gramophone runs a similar poll in 2025, it will reflect the world as it was in around 1995; i.e. it will be pretty much the same list as now, except that at around no. 14 we'll see the Shanghai Philharmonic. 

Here's my BCS predictions:

BCS Title: Florida vs. Oklahoma

Orange: Virginia Tech vs. Utah

Sugar: Alabama vs. Cincinnati

Fiesta: USC vs. Texas

Rose: Oregon St. vs. Penn St.

    Mirarte a los ojos personalmente es como beber en "la copa de los Dioses" (Diosa) no lo digas a mas nadie.

Bible Verse

Ephesians 6 V 10 - 13

Finally, be strong in the Lord, and in his mighty power.

Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against
the devil's schemes.
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the
rulers, against the authorities,
against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces
of evil in the heavenly realms.

Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil
comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done
everything, to stand.
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Prayer
We come before you today thanking you for your written word which gives
us hope and courage. Quicken our hearts with the desire to read and
study your word. Grant us the wisdom to discern your will for us. Grant
us the courage to put on the armor of God, so that we can stand fast in
the presence of evil. Grant us the faith, Father, to be strong in our
knowledge that you are our God, and that you will never leave or
forsake us. We give you all honor and praise in the name of Jesus.  Amen.

IS THAT THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN TELL THEM I AM IN THE ROOM IS TO SAY I AM HIGH?

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT, NOW THEY ALL KNOW WHY, LOOK AT THIS... YOU ONLY MAKE ME MORE POPULAR, I CHANGE WHEN YOU STOP RIDING ME SO HARD...

WELL I GUESS HIGH IS A UPGRADE FROM UGLY... BUT YOU THINK I AM THE GLOBE ANYWAY SO I DON'T EXPECT A BAD WORD FROM YOUR LIPS...

WZUP OLD MAN, HOW'S IT HANGING?

HEY BIG BROTHER TOMMY, A LITTLE LATE TO FIRST SERVICE , SEE YOU SECOND SERVICE...

What they are saying in Pittsburgh
Bearcats hold off Panthers
"Defensively we could not get them off the field," Pitt coach Dave Wannstedt said. "That kid [Pike], I have to give him credit, he played about as good as any quarterback has played against us in the last two or three years. Not only did he get away from our rush, and we got guys who can rush, he made throws, he found receivers down the field and made some excellent throws under pressure."
Pitt couldn't catch Pike
Asked if Pitt had lost to a better team, tailback LeSean McCoy shot back, "Better team? No, not at all."

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UL/Elder product says goodbye with class
Louisville Courier Journal
In fact, there couldn't have been more than a couple hundred U of L fans who saw what Wood did after congratulating West Virginia's players and accepting a handshake from West Virginia defensive coordinator Jeff Casteel, who had sought him out. While his teammates were streaming toward the locker room, Wood went a different direction.
He headed toward the stands and started circling to shake hands with the few fans who remained.

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Lucas notices UK needs a PG
Lexington Herald Leader
"It makes you think," he said, "because that's exactly something I'm looking for."

Here are a couple of pics of bucks that have been shot around here lately.  The first is an ENORMOUS  10 point buck shot on Friday night.

The second is of an 8 point shot on Saturday afternoon. 

Congrats, Brian and Jeni!

She's been in 40-year-old Virgin, Zack and Miri Make a Porno, and Spiderman.  By now you've probably heard of her...but in case you haven't....enjoy.

quiero ser tu piel en el invierno,

para que el frio en ti no pueda entrar,

quiero ser la luz en tu camino

sol en la noche y agua dulce en el mar,

quiero ser distintas cosas con un solo fin

ser carino mio ser yo en ti.

ser la puerta que nunca deje pasar

al largo silencio y ala soledad

ser distintos cuerpos con un mismo fin,

ser, carino mio,ser yo en ti.

y si he de romper cadenas que nos aten

alas costumbre yo las partire

y si he de mover montanas en mi mente

no me dejen verte mi amor, por ti las movere

pongo de testigo a dios que no te fallare,

yo sere consejo, nena, pero no tu juez.

el tiempo me enseno que el alimento del amor

es la confianza, el respeto y un colchon.

And so to Chelsea. I take a welcome walk through New Brompton Cemetery, trying to avoid squirrels, one of which takes a ride on my trouser leg. The back drop of this Victorian landmark are the imposing stands of Stamford Bridge. I walk past Emmeline Pankhurst's well kept grave, then consider the death of Chelsea's unbeaten home run.

There was a time when covering Chelsea at home meant one thing: a home win. Not so now. As you leave the graveyard and mingle with the faithful heading to the ground you can even sense a feeling of foreboding, that maybe the anticipated victory over a team heading for relegation isn't so certain.

Inside the press room one of the press officiers, a Kiwi, is watching his country beating Australia in the rugby league World Cup final. At least somebody in Chelsea colours is going to finish the day with a smile.

A poor game in which Newcastle do their job well ends goalless. Not since February have Chelsea been involved in a goalless draw. Then again, with Liverpool and United pegged back as well, it isn't so bad. So much for my prediction on Something For the Weekend, the Telegraph TV show I appear on each week.

I suggested to anybody having a bet that they should go for an accumulator, on those three winning. Glad I forget to place a bet.

Afterwards, Luiz Felipe Scolari comes into the press room and delivers his feelings. He is not complaining about Newcastle's tactics, he accepts they came for a draw and got it.

Then enters Joe Kinnear. His return to football is a welcome sight for those of us who used to cover the old Wimbledon. His press conferences at Selhurst Park were famously funny. Despite a heart attack, good old Joe hasn't changed.

He reveals he's been offered another month by his chairman, that he's already looking into the transfer market.

I go into the tunnel to try and get player reaction. Myself and two colleagues get another chat with Scolari then are offered Florent Malouda, who speaks well. I am continually impressed with how many foreign players speak our tongue so well.

By the time I leave Stamford Bridge most fans have departed. I retrace my route back, though the cemetery is shut by now. I'm sure I see a couple of squirrels staring at me through the bars of the gate, wanting a lift. And that's what Chelsea need, starting in France this week, followed by the visit of Arsenal. It promises to be an interesting few days.