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Sagittarius Horoscope for week of July 21, 2016

I regularly travel back through time from the year 2036 so as to be here with you. It's tough to be away from the thrilling transformations that are underway there. But it's in a good cause. The bedraggled era that you live in needs frequent doses of the vigorous optimism that's so widespread in 2036, and I'm happy to disseminate it. Why am I confessing this? Because I suspect you now have an extra talent for gazing into the unknown and exploring undiscovered possibilities. You also have an unprecedented power to set definite intentions about the life you want to be living in the future. Who will you be five years from today? Ten years? Twenty years? Be brave. Be visionary. Be precise.

Twenty years from now (assuming I survive these times) I'll be sixty nine, the same age my dad was the year I had my last regular paying job. In theory I'd be enjoying retirement but I still don't have a career to provide me one. I'm screwed.

...But I am afraid that I'll be the wrong kind of old just as I was the wrong kind of young.

My Research Addiction brought me to the website of a classic rock radio station that regularly polls listeners and then publishes the results of these polls. I've just pored over the latest "favorite songs of all time" list, and while I expected that the songs of not only my childhood AND my high school years would be old enough for "classic rock", it turns out that the music of my COLLEGE years qualify now as well! It shouldn't have surprised me but it did.

The good news is that now I've found a bunch of acts I've probably HEARD but don't so much KNOW about.

It's about time I did something like this, if only for my own notes. I found This Inflation Calculator today while referencing something on Tumblr, so I'll play with it and show how a Dollar isn't a Dollar over a lifetime. Hmm...backwards or forwards?

* 2010: I go to Tech school after a Spring Break trip to Florida.
What would cost $1 (2010) ~ $1.07 (2015)

* 2006: I attend GenCon Indy with my buddies.
What would cost $1 (2006) ~ $1.16 (2015)

* 1999: I'm working in Gatlinburg for $10/hour as a Night Auditor.
What would cost $1 (1999) ~ $1.40 (2015)

* 1995: I move to Tennessee.
What would cost $1 (1995) ~ $1.53 (2015)

* 1992: I get my A.S. degree from Saint Petersburg College.
What would cost $1 (1992) ~ $1.67 (2015)

* 1988: My sister gets married to her first husband and my brother graduates High School.
What would cost $1 (1988) ~ $2.00 (2015)

* 1985: I leave High School with a G.E.D.
What would cost $1 (1985) ~ $2.17 (2015)

* 1982: My frosh/sophomore year in High School.
What would cost $1 (1982) ~ $2.50 (2015)

* 1979: My family moves from Pennsylvania to Florida.
What would cost $1 (1979) ~ $3.22 (2015)

* 1976: My family moves from Waterford to Gibsonia. Hurray for the Bicentennial!
What would cost $1 (1976) ~ $4.11 (2015)

* 1974: Is there LIFE ON MARS? My family moves to Waterford, PA from Chilicothe, OH.
What would cost $1 (1974) ~ $4.75 (2015)

* 1971: My brother is an infant; my family moves from Erie, PA to Chilicothe.
What would cost $1 (1971) ~ $5.77 (2015)

* 1969: If you believe, they put a Man On The Moon.
What would cost $1 (1969) ~ $6.37 (2015)

* 1967: I'm an infant, my sister is a terrible Two.
What would cost $1 (1967) ~ $7.00 (2015)

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of March 6, 2014

For the itch you are experiencing, neither chamomile nor aloe vera will bring you relief. Nor would over-the-counter medications like calamine lotion. No, Sagittarius. Your itch isn't caused by something as tangible as a rash or hives, and can't be soothed by any obvious healing agent. It is, shall we say, more in the realm of a soul itch -- a prickly tickle that is hard to diagnose, let alone treat. I'm guessing that there may be just one effective cure: Become as still and quiet and empty as you possibly can, and then invite your Future Self to scratch it for you.

My brother is talking vacation...if his travelling bone is in need of exercize, then so is mine.

The man out of old Earth's past
has the key to the next and the last.
But you won't solve this riddle
till the end is the middle,
and terran sands disappear with a blast.

The Bill Clinton Administration is just as far back in history now as the Dwight Eisenhower Administration was when George Lucas made American Grafitti.

( Ginormous Infographic! )

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"Take Algebra--now. You'll like it more than Practical Math, and you'll be able to get in the cool Science courses."

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I would have my younger self take Algebra in 6th or 7th Grade--if not earlier. That way I probably would have gotten myself on a track to Graduation in High School, at the very least.

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I'd take my brother with me...with our first mission attempting to rescue a friend of his from a very stupid accidental death. If we don't get to do that, we'll witness the Beatles recording the Sgt. Pepper's album.

Partying Like It's...what year IS it, anyway?

Culture Club, "Do You Really Want To Hurt Me?"--LINKED because if you get EMBED with Boy George you have to live with the consequences.

Current Music: Culture Club -- Do You Really Want To Hurt Me?

Today in the mail I received...my wall calendar for next year. It's a freebie from Agilent Technologies' Aerospace & Defense division. (www.agilent.com/find/AD)

I've got loads of other things to do before January 2011 rolls around...but I'm already working on them. How about you?

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No. Although it looks like I may have anyway and just not realized it.

(I think

theidolhands might want to hear about this little "space oddity".)

Today, my buddy Paul gave me an audio CD copy of content he acquired though his Disney contacts...

...Soundtracks from the Moonliner and Mission To Mars attractions at the Disney theme parks.

Listening to them threw me back thirty-one years to the first time I visited Florida and Walt Disney World. Mission To Mars was my favorite of the attractions then. The concept was a flight-simulation theater that took the crowd on a semi-realistic journey to the Red Planet, with rudimentary motion seating and panoramic projection screens of the spacecraft's external views. Before entering the theater itself, the crowd would go through a "Mission Control Brief" led by an audio-anamatronic character, who stood in front of banks of NASA-variety high-tech consoles "manned" by other robotic mannekins. The far wall of the room had large screen video and movie projectors. Going through that was, to a twelve-year-old kid, like living the future.

This disk had all fifteen minutes of audio from that attraction, and now my imagination can flit back there and remember it all. Three other tracks were from the earlier Moonliner incarnation of the ride, with public address chatter of a ("transistor-punk"?) aerospace passenger terminal, engine noise from a George Pal-era spaceship, and overture music from when it was 100% acoustic orchestral hardware. No better evidence of how much the world has changed...and also, how much the world's future avoided what we thought we wanted, back in those decades after WW2.

I'll go back to Florida, but I'm not sure I'll go back to Walt Disney World. Mission To Mars was replaced before I finished my flight training around 1990, and space tourism is either alive and well, or about to be swept aside by history, depending on who you ask. In the meantime, I'm the Dork Who Fell To Earth, looking for the next hyperspace portal and saving up for a ticket to Anthea. Hope you'll be on the flight with me. I could always use a travelling companion.

PS: Thanks to www.lunar.org...some visuals of what space tourism looked like to Disney from the outside:

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And from www.davelandweb.com...Mission Control:

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( Eight Decades In Five Minutes )

Current Music: Supertramp -- Better Days

( The Gun Pr0n Genre Begins To Reach Its Logical Extreme? )

...Tho' I'd probably have to ask Paul Francis and Steve Johnson about that.

The Quest For Apocalypse

Somebody in the present day receives time-travellers from the far future. Turns out they were hoping to see the end of the world as it allegedly happened in their falsified history books. The future leaders had gotten to power under the lie that they had regenerated civilization after dark ages that started sometime in the Twentieth Century...a lie that they had manufactured using disaster movies from our current era. The host feels duty bound to tag along with the travelers, not only to keep them out of trouble but to prevent them from causing the events that would lead to the dark ages. Luckily, the time travelers realize what the dark age really is, and go back to their own time to bring about a different kind of Apocalypse.

A search for my Nineteenth-Century ancestors seemed to turn up evidence that one "Bierce, Stephen R" fought for the Maine Infantry's 11th Regiment during the Civil War. A quick peek at their website indicated that the spelling of the surname was in fact Bearce--but I may need to pursue it further. Could I, at some future point in my lifetime, meet The Doctor or somebody in the Time Corps, go through a regeneration and return to history as a Bluecoat Corporal?

I've always been open to the notion that I might be fictional and a figment of some deranged sci-fi writer's imagination. But does this open my life to sequels and fanfiction? Would the idea comfort you or scare you if it were what was happening to you?

Hey. Have you any idea how hard it is to find decent floor plans of Graceland over the Internet? I had to go all the way to a site in Holland for some...

You see, the MJ saga has brought back memories from the summer of 1977 when Elvis Presley died. For a while, I'd had an idea for a story, with the working title Equation, partly based on the time-travel stories of Heinlein, and somewhat akin to The Butterfly Effect, but told from the side of the character whose life is the one initially being meddled with, rather than the meddler. Well, the character in question is an 11-year-old boy in 1977, and his first adventure makes him something of a celebrity. In a following segment, he gets invited to a party at Graceland by Lisa Marie...and one of the other guests there is a teenage friend of hers name of Michael Jackson. Well, the hero knows their destinies, but there's the ethical dilemma of whether to speak or stay silent. Whether to tell the truth, however offensive or dangerous it may be, or enable their fantasies.

I know I'm not the only one to think these things...but what if hindsight ISN'T 20/20 vision?

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Entries tagged with time machines

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Time Travel...While You Wait

Full Frontal Nerdity

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Hypothesis Now In Doubt

Graceland