Something I missed in the recap: at 4 or 5 in the morning on Wednesday, I took a bite of a Twizzler (of all things) and felt part of a filling crumble. I spit out the Twizzler and spent the next 30 minutes trying to figure out where the small bit had come from. Then I started poking that area and a larger piece came out. Now a have a chunk of filling missing from #13. Probably dying because #14 is dead (and I don't brush often enough).

Quick recap:

Came home from my brother's on Monday. Monday night I went to bed at? Don't remember. 1? 2? 3? 3:30? Three-thirty is my guess. No, wait. I think I went to bed at 1 and got up at 8:30 because I remember thinking that 7 and a half wasn't bad; better than anything I had gotten lately.

That day I went to the doctor, to a cafe and to a movie. (127 Hours; good.) I had to go to the airport to pick up my brother but that wasn't until later. I came home, flipped through some catalogues for gift ideas for a friend of my sis-in-law's who is poor this season and took a nap on the couch from 7 to 9. I woke up and....wait. Maybe this was when I flipped through the catalogs. Maybe earlier I was on the computer. I don't remember.

Anyhow, at 10:05 I headed out to pick up my brother (landing at 10:50). I got gas first and finally ended up on the road at 10:30 and was worried I'd be late and he'd be annoyed but I got there first and actually ended up waiting until about 11:30 til he was ready to go. I picked him up and we drove back to my house where he dropped me off (his car).

I went on the internet.

That statement is left alone to carry foreboding because I was online for a good three hours before I considered going to bed. Then when I actually went to bed, the wind was rippling along the house (my wall is an outside wall) and I couldn't relax. So I got back up. And stayed up. It was 4, it was 5, it was 6, it was 7, it was 9, it was 10:30.

At 11:44 I lay down on the couch, setting my alarm for 4:15. I slept until it went off, got up, showered and went to my movie for tonight, Faster. (Not bad, not great.) It was supposed to be a Meetup but that didn't happen, either because they didn't show or because I screwed up (I was late for one part).

Now I'm home from the movie and on the internet. I should probably go to bed at midnight (if not before - like now) and my alarm is set for 7:30 so I can get up at 8 and call my aunt about going to lunch.

Lots of things to do (made a list yesterday and it keeps expanding - plus my hand is full again today: front and back). Should get some sleep.

Also on the sociopathy front, while watching some movie lately (I think it was The Social Network) I thought of low-key ways to kill large groups of people. In The Social Network, some characters attend what looks like a frat party. It's loud, dark, smoky and full of people. I would go in with a nondescript item (bottle, large can, bucket) and leave it on the first floor to explode about five minutes after I've left. Better than that, though, would be to have some kind of gas. If you could do the old "beans to ricin" trick and take that in a container to a party and set it somewhere and leave it - that would be a trick.

I'm always confused that the terrorists don't use our security measures against us. I don't mean that in the way it sounds. I want to say "misdirection" but it's not misdirection if we're doing it automatically. So for instance when the Superbowl is happening and all the security is in the city of the game, why don't ten people walk into super-crowded bars across the country and blow themselves up? Totally devastating and no need to try to get through some kind of security.

When the Fourth of July is happening on the National Mall, why not blow up some place in North Dakota? Or find some way to create havoc/death at a location away from the center of things - on a lake/river or some other kind of resort.

Makes me think of amusement parks, which would be interesting cases if you could poison just their water supply - so everyone in the water park section of the park dies or gets extremely sick.

Interesting.

This Week in Charitable Solicitations

[Fucking hell. Something went wrong and I lost my post. Hate when that shit happens.]

Colonial Williamsburg: They sent me a "Founder's Card" and the choice of one of three plush stuffed animals should I give at the $35 or above. I was wondering why I started getting this stuff but I realized today it's because I've given money to Citizens Against Government Waste - which should be called "Citizens Against Liberal Politicians" because their screeds read like Republican fundraising letters and the politicians they target are Democrats 90% of the time.

Helping Honduras Kids: I was a little suprised to see this one. I gave to them last year, I think, when a friend forwarded an email about one of their facilities being shot up in a drive by. The large (5X7) envelope had an outline of a smaller square inside it and I thought: "Aha, greeting cards" - which they were, but with a twist: The cards are for you to send to friends/family encouraging them to give to HHK. Interesting idea.

CEDARS Home for Children Foundation: I have NO idea why I got this. The only thing I can think is because I volunteer for a children's educational organization (and they've sent me a solicitation, so I'm on their mailing list). I might give them money because I like kids and I care about getting kids out of bad situations and taking care of them when they are alone or abandoned. Included: Holiday gift labels and address labels.

As the punchline to a joke I read in Playboy once goes: "It's raining like fuck outside."

I picked up my brother from the airport last night and had one of my "anti-social" ideas.

I was waiting for him in the cell phone lot, which is just a double row of parking spaces and a bunch of people sitting in their cars. Two thoughts occured to me:

1. This would be a great place to kill people. Walk up to a car and shoot them through the driver's side window. Walk from car to car and kill people. Leave. (Granted, I don't know what kind of cameras are around. I was there at 11pm on a misty, foggy night.)

The second part of this idea involved robbing people. I decided I would go up to people's cars with a cigarrette in my hand and mime needing a light; when they rolled down the window I would tase them. Or threaten them with the gun. Or shoot them in the arm to "get their attention." Or distract them until I tased them.

2. Drug deals. Enter in two rental cars, get out, switch cars, drive away. You could do this in a parking garage, too, but this area seemed more anonymous for some reason.

Now that I think about it, maybe you could have one person go to the airport by public transport, have the second person drive up in the car, one gets out, two gets in and drives away, one goes home via public transport.

I don't know if this means I should be writing thrillers or what. I did think that I should film the sequences that I see in my mind showing how these ideas would be realized, which could give me some film credit of some sort.

I used to wonder if you could take out the innards of walkman and replace it with plastique and get it through security. (I hadn't been on many planes and never seen a scan of anything.) Once I saw a real scan of electronics, I saw it was useless. But I wanted to call the Secret Service or airport security and ask them but how do you do that without being investigated? I can't see a way not to.

http://autos.yahoo.com/auto-shows/la_auto_show_2010/1616/wild-concept-cars-at-the-2010-la-auto-show

Have you ever driven out of a parking lot and winced as your back end scraped the pavement? Have you ever crossed and intersection where the road you were crossing bowed up like a bridge, creating two gullies on either side?

Now take a look at the first three cars in this selection of concept cars and tell me how they're going to drive on anything that isn't an immaculately flat surface. It's ridiculous.

The Cadillac concept reminds me of that futuristic movie Rhona Mitra was in, where she bashed through a roadblock in a Bentley (awesome idea). It looks like all the "futuristic" war vehicles from 1990 on.

I like the Jaguar, though. I've been seeing the new production model around town (someone in my neighborhood owns one, actually) and every time I pass one it catches my eye and I go: "DAMN, that's a good-lookin' car!" I really like it.