Random 'Ken Burns-type' Zoom in on a reflection in the video where it randomly paused where I guess the Droid or whatever dropped the interwebs link...
But, the reason I took the picture it because it looks almost eerily like what the Dodge Ram decorative sunvisor logo looks like when viewed from the X37's driver seat.
Now then, is it actually there implanted by God and or the Aliens and then designed to just randomly show up in the main-focus video frame at the same point the cellular data link just happens to drop the signal ensuring something would have never been seen or only caught in a glaning reflection is suddenly there and being photographed and written into the non-existent pages of reality as I talk to magic wall of my box about all the crazy things it shows and teaches me about what all the other hoomans are up to and have been while I've be wandering about on the fringe admiring how soft it is and arguing about whether or not putting on the frog hair is politically correct when none of any of this exists in the real world only in the parallel Dreem/imprint one where some of your minds may indeed become capable of looking into and seeing things from the POV of your future offspring in the same way some people claim to still see signs from and communicate with close relatives that have passed...
Because why? Because when it comes to programming and relative vacuum-like boxes of asocialisolation, dream world as they maybe occasionally sometimes be, when trying to avoid focusing on the pain or wrong or being distracted by all the negatives or lists of WTF behavior examples, to find actual role models that allow you to believe in the existence of some things even if they aren't in your reality is sometimes all the difference in the world when it comes to programming examples of Good/Better Friends/Examples to follow even from a distance, and even as a 34-year-old-17-^!+^-in-the-box, I still think the World might be a better place if more uber-creative, funny, well-meaning, and forward-thinking Design-Enthusiast geeks inherited it...
Speaking of labels, how is you job quest coming along A!!en?
I see you haven't quite given up/in and started just using the internet platform to start writing notes and analysis of yourself back to yourself completely...even though you should probably just start doing that instead/as-well because that is REALLY probably gonna be the funniest sh7t ever in the history of mankind to go back and read if it is half as funny as your various analytical essays to self and everything else about the true nature of existence and reality from the past waves of WTF that totally were on a different level as usual but still nothing compared to my poor little processor exists these days.
It's just a pattern match that my mind could instantly recognize.
On sum Santa Jesus Mom Clause Dad nonsense random path/curiosity chosen tangent...
As usual.
(facepawlm)
The good news is I'm making exceptional progress in reinventing the actual design control programs by doing silly things like stacking tabs to the website I need to visit before the ones I just want to, but then I always just click add and open a bonus one and keep letting myself back into the social media stream of Dreemzz I love so very much and from there we're right back where I started in Heaven but in hell but with clear skies but with so much interesting stuff going on elsewhere I cannot help to click on the links to the pieces of Art all the other semi-grown up kids are making...
And I don't know how I find myself on the Design Mom site just by clicking three links based on one-line headlines...but I did...and I must say, I kyna Like her logo and text-to-thought communication style dynamic.
Like to hear that? Fantastic.
*pat*pat*pat*
Has anyone seen Caspurrr, I hear it just a crazy week in the news in general and I believe Darlene even wrote me a letter saying I speak in general and gradiose terms, but I stopped reading there, because I decided I'd better deploy the protective recent-past-history-based Silver Bullet deflector/diffuser shield first and then record myself reading it on camera too, because anyone who watched the video I recorded of Darlene visiting after Thanksgiving shows us only one thing clearly, and that is Darlene has no clue and/or simply isn't listening while not letting me get any of a those superlative examples of proof in edgewise while explaining that somehow her admittedly flawed basis or reference and opinions are in fact something I should accept while somehow keeping the idea of having children while she is still alive on the table given her proposed job choice suggestions and my inherent-to-the-Core and occasionally-painfully-reminded 'Morris' Complex combined with my delusions of granduer and know social character and sense of humor in the right social circles...
Oh I bet wow doesn't even begin to cover how Whoa!!! WTF?!!! some of these random backstories that seem to exist may one day turn out to be, all I know is when I've been revisiting all memories from entire life in recent days analyzing the relative validity and relativity of everthing verus the perceptual limitations of the hooman and any animal that only allow it to exist unaided in the dark with a combination of blind fight or flight or sign in to I can haz cheeseburger and vent about any comments concerns or questions while being forced to run your mind through the reverse-subtractive-and-rekurrcted and relatively neutralized and deweaponized yet-noms-and-attention-dependent cat POV...
But once again, I presume the only reward for being so damn "exceptional" of a space cadet forced to reencounter your own best examples under the worst possible beyond belief circumstance must be that you/we get/have to set the 'Better' examples for the rest of the children in whatever is ultimately the result of whatever psychology and stress tests the normal course of just existing daily can sometimes be with a few track mynd.
Hooston...
Allen...
*dink*dink*dink*
Hi! Do you actually plan on launching any of the designs you have piled up on the launchpad in varying stages of development while the cameras what the squirrels running about collecting blueprint-like pieces all day, or are you just gonna sit there pretending you're flying the craft while staring and the sky of your own pictures of hair that looks like clouds in the Artist's sky in grayscale from blinded and zoom focused digital camera smart phone eyes?
Ummm...
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