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Carnation Chemical

The Carnation Breakfast Drink I buy is in plastic containers. When I pull off the film that seals the top of the container, there is a strong chemical smell.

I wonder what it is. Are they pumping the container full of some kind of inert gas so the powder is preserved?

The taste of the drink is not affected , and the smell is gone by the second morning.

I probably should be getting it in the pouch form by mail order anyway. It would probably be cheaper, and it doesn’t smell weird when I open it.


A few weeks ago, I got an issue of “Wired” magazine in the mail. It said something about my new subscription. I thought it was weird, and was going to look into it, but then I got busy and forgot. A few days ago, another issue came in the mail. I still had’t done anything about it up until yesterday.

Then yesterday, I got an issue of “Bon Appetit” magazine. This was getting strange. I checked my bank statement, and don’t see anything strange, but still… I’m a little nervous. Why are random magazines being sent to my house with my name on them?

I'm curious about their contents, but haven't taken the time to look in them.

I’m curious about their contents, but haven’t taken the time to look in them.

Mystery Marks

When I got home yesterday it was still light outside. It was weird. We’ve had so much cloud cover and rain in the last couple of weeks, it’s been dark almost all day long, and the lengthening daylight has not been noticeable. Today, the skies had cleared, so in the evening, the sun was allowed to shine until its setting.

I did a quick inspection of the porch because I haven’t looked at it in a while. I saw something curious on the lattice under the porch:

There was a similar mark on the oil pipe:

What could this mean? Is it a hobo mark of some kind? Is someone signaling that my house has old-fashioned heat?

Or perhaps it’s my old enemy the Japanese Illuminati. Perhaps they mean to fill up my heating oil tank for free and give me a false sense of financial security that will lead me to make some unwise business decisions…

Auction and A Tail

Yesterday I went with Lloyd and Lauren to an auction in Lincoln. I was excited to go because I have my pickup truck with me on this trip, and I could buy ANYTHING – even big things! But there wasn’t anything there I wanted. Dang.

I’ll have to find some auctions in the Baltimore area. They’re fun. Well, they’re fun when I tell Lloyd I want something and he bids on it while I go with Lauren to McDonald’s for breakfast. Maybe they wouldn’t be as fun if I were bidding.

There were a few desks and cabinets, but otherwise it was a lot of computers.

There were a few desks and cabinets, but otherwise it was a lot of computers.

While Lloyd continued bidding on stuff, Lauren and I went to some stores. We didn’t really see any… Wait a minute – what’s that guy in the middle of the picture wearing?

Is that a Japanese Illuminati symbol? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my old nemesis organization. I did not have any contact with this JI member. Perhaps it was only a reconnaissance mission. I’ll have to be careful. Nebraska is where I’ve seen some of the closest surveillance by this group.

Old Song

Last night at choir practice, the guy next to me noticed the composer name on the music we were singing:

1870 -

1870 –

The composer was born in 1870 and there was no death date listed. He did a verbal double-take. What was going on? Then he looked at the copyright date for the music.



That made a little more sense. He would have still been alive in 1967. That would make him… ninety-seven? Wait.. he wrote this choir piece when he was ninety-seven?

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