A better timeline

Latin is hard.  I previously have posted about shenanigans of the ex-wife and her boss and used the term quid pro quo.  I am pretty sure some do not understand this term.  Some have trouble following my logic and timeline through the posts.  I can fix that.
Perhaps one of the advantages of keeping a land line, with the same number, is that occasionally I get inquiries on the ex-wife, Marie Hanna and her new husband, and boss, Raymond Lambert.  A few have stumbled onto this blog. 
Sometimes I rant.  Sometimes I vent.  In my opinion one should not act unethically and run a personal fiefdom at taxpayers expense.  If you do run a personal fiefdom you should produce results other than enriching your corporate sponsor.  I dislike hypocrites am happy to share what I know and why I am surprised they are still employed at Ohio Connections Academy.
First you start out with some clandestine business trips together. By the way they are married at this time.
http://dangerousdavidworld.blogspot.com/2013/03/women-are-sneaky.html
Then you go house shopping together.  Marie C. Hanna is still married.
http://dangerousdavidworld.blogspot.com/2013/06/lets-go-house-shopping-marie-and-ray.html
Then you move out and get promoted to superintendent of Ohio Connections Academy by Ray Lambert to for your excellent performance. Then for a little gratitude, or payback.  Marie Hanna buys a table and sends it to Raymond Lambert's house in Batavia, Ohio.
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Eventually you file for divorce.  At he divorce hearing you have your secretary, being paid by Ohio Connections Academy, testify.
Why does all this matter?  Failing to properly educate students cost each student $50,000 in lifetime earnings.  You cannot get those years back.
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The results Of Ohio Connections Academy. 
http://logicalconsequence.blogspot.com/2014/10/a-375-gpa.html
I hate to see this charter scam perpetrated on the taxpayers of Ohio.  I hate to see unethical behavior rewarded with six figure salaries. 


To sum it she slept her way to the top of a failing school.


As one of my neighbors elegantly stated, "do not shit where you eat".

Thought for the day

Two types

More INTJ stuff- Abused in Fiction

Some good stuff here:


http://mandywallace.com/the-character-most-writers-get-wrong/


The magic elixir: perceived arrogance + perceived lack of emotion + perceived unpredictability + intelligence = prime fictional villain.

INTJs Are Wicked Smart

• “Smart” doesn’t really explain the INTJ’s thinking, though. Because they don’t just memorize data. They break it down to its principles to understand how it all works together and what it implies about every other fact. This makes them incredibly insightful by other people’s standards.
• Objectively, INTJs have the highest collective IQ of any other type.
• Their Se function constantly and unconsciously gathers data from their environment providing the INTJ with accurate “impressions.” These “impressions” sometimes appear uncanny or bordering on the prescient to others. It isn’t magic, of course. It’s just data gathering and analysis. But because the INTJ discards the data once he’s formed an impression and shares only the outcome of his thoughts, it seems to others that the INTJ picked up knowledge that he could not have because nobody shared it with him.
• You can probably guess that teachers love the INTJ, but people with secrets don’t.
• To some, this intuitive quality can be very intimidating. And it’s prime villain material because a foe who “knows everything” seems unbeatable. (This doesn’t mean the INTJ actually knows anything at all, but it’s how some perceive them.)

Videos too!


One of the best insights into the INTJ mind comes from YouTuber, Cztanu. He’s an INTJ who creates video advice for INTJs and the people who want to date or understand them. He covers topics like: how to know if an INTJ is interested in you, warnings to the INTJ’s lover, how to keep an INTJ interested, and what’s up with INTJ communication delays.

Day 6 Rocky Mountain National Park

The start of another beautiful day.   The parking lot is about half filled up with motorcycles.  I meet a rider from Germany.  He has rented a Harley Davidson and is pursuing a dream.

 I started by backtracking back through Granby, Colorado.  Some new developments are going up there and there is a fancy new McDonalds.  I hate to see the blatant commercialization of some of these small towns.  Developers, please be a little more subtle.   This is a little unsettling to me.  An example of hypocritical thinking by me as I think to myself that I would enjoy a nice little mountain retreat in one of these developments.

I only had a couple of scares on my trip.  Heading towards the park some idiot in a big pickup truck decided to make a left turn in front of me.  I hit the brakes pretty hard and cleared with no problem.  Fucking idiots, ruining my Zen (not sure if I really know how to define Zen but at times I think I can feel it), sense of security and serenity.   I am sure this is all part of my brain development.  Scientists believe that the extra concentration needed to successfully operate a motorcycle can contribute to higher general levels of brain function.   There are actual studies on this.  My brain is working pretty well.

I get to the park and pay my entrance fee.  You start out in a valley.  It is green and lush.  On my prior trip I had seen lots of elk in the valley.  Nothing on this trip or they are hiding very well.  Lots of other motorcyclists doing the same thing I am.  Many are working their way towards Sturgis, South Dakota.  It is an interesting way to travel.

I climb out of the valley.  Again, outstanding views and scenery.  I keep going up and up on wonderful switchback roads.  The bike does this without much effort.    Surely, the top must be near.  It is not, I keep climbing and climbing.

You go above the tree line and see snow on the top of the mountains.  There is an alpine visitor center which I stop to enjoy the views.  It is crowded at the top of the mountain.

I travel on.  It is cool and comfortable.  The road is busy.  I see three elk grazing high above the road.  They know how to get away from people.  There is nowhere to stop for a photo.  I file the memory away in my brain.

This is a wonderful park with a wonderful  road filled with spectacular views.  It takes me most of the day to get through the park.  A day well spent pursuing Zen or some such nonsense.

I make judgments but it save time

I couldn’t do it.  I do not have it in me.  A character flaw?  A lack of interest and will?  Poor upbringing?

While in Winter Park, on my motorcycle adventure, I observed perfection in dress.  A man was  at the trendy fish taco restaurant, looking perfect, preppy, pretty  and complete.  He had a white sweater with the sleeves wrapped strategically  around his neck.  Clean Birkenstock shoes, creased khakis, and beautiful  hair.  Each hair was exactly where it should be.  He looks prettier than the woman he is with.  The ultimate preppy look.

I laughed to myself.  Seriously, a white sweater?  How does he get it to stay in place?  Tacos? One splatter?  That would end badly for me.

I could never be that pretty.  Never be that vain. I would fail miserably.

Give me good enough.  Give me some sweat and an adventure.  Give me horsepower.  Give me the same good food.  Give me deep thoughts and good company.  Please don’t give me preppy clothes or expect perfection. 

I realize I am not like some men.  Some are entirely foreign to me.  Not to sound too arrogant, but I prefer substance over form.

I realize I am judging.  Can he change a tire or chop down a tree? 

Perhaps he has it all, form and substance.  I doubt it.


That is unfair.  I know it and judge myself.  I am guilty of making these stereotypes.  But it saves so much time. 


Here I go judging again.....

Back in the USA

Why Not.  Why not is the title of this blog.  Dealing with life on my own terms and writing about some of it.  It is a different and better way of looking at things from my perspective.  Writing and sharing what I want.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.” – Mark Twain

Mark Twain was a wise man.  I admire his wit and wisdom.  He was a world traveler.

My broad goal, acquire experiences.  Why not, in twenty years I may be dead, if not sooner. Or not.

I took a trip to Spain and Italy.  This view alone was worth the trip.

 

 

I ate well, slept well, and saw many wonderful things.  It was all good.  I got along well with my traveling companion. Planes, trains, cruise ships, taxis and a many miles on my own two feet.

 

Now back to work…..