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Situational awareness or situation awareness (SA) is the perception of environmental elements and events with respect to time or space, the comprehension of their meaning, and the projection of their future status.

Situation awareness has been recognized as a critical, yet often elusive, foundation for successful decision-making across a broad range of situations, many of which involve the protection of human life and property, the formal definition of SA is broken down into three segments: perception of the elements in the environment, comprehension of the situation, and projection of future status. Three facets of SA have been in focus in research: SA states, SA systems, and SA processes. SA states refers to the actual awareness of the situation. SA systems refers to the distribution of SA in teams and between objects in the environment, and to the exchange of SA between system parts. SA processes refers to the updating of SA states, and what guides the moment-to-moment change of SA.

Cowards will attack and kill you from behind... keep your head on a swivel

That the same folks who were preaching we need open borders just weeks ago... are now threatening to lock down churches is we gather in a group to pray... and screaming at people on the street to stay home like raving lunatics...

You know it always amazes me that you can play with someone a thousand times... as long as it is a scene they have interest in. Ever if it's something you really don't have much interest it it yourself... you do it because you like to be fun and have fun with them. But you ask them to do a scene they have little interest in and its a whole different matter... You would think they would go... well I don't much like this but I'll do it to please him because he's given me so much pleasure of the years... but NO these folks find a million other things to do instead of playing with you... it really is very depressing

The nuke button is to big I keep accidental hitting it... anyone else have that trouble? It needs a fail safe

 TanukiDragoness Has come up with some new thoughts and plans I'm looking forwards to more... https://www.furaffinity.net/view/33896407/

It was just another night
and I was out on a limb
looking for someone
to help pull me back in.
A couple of hours of cruising around
brought me into a bar
and I sat me down
nothing much to be found.
So I got in to talking to the old bartender
he said:

"You got a problem I can understand
and I know a little Zebracorn
who is all alone.
If you find him he will take you home.
He don't like to spend his nights all alone!"

They call him Easy.
They say it's not a way for a body to be.
They call him Easy.
He is giving out his love for free.
I found him on the street
like the bartender said.
He was not great looking
but not that bad.
Walked on up to him
and didn't say a word
but my eyes were talking
and I think he heard.
Yes, he heard me.
We walked down the road
to a rundown farm.
He lit a couple of candles
and he held out his arms.
Lord, he was gentle as a windblown sigh
in the morning while dressing I could hear him cry.
He was crying and I went flying out of there.

The next day found me walking in town.
Saw the old bartender and I flagged him down.
I thanked him for the pony
and told him that he pleased me
and I laughed a little bit
about how he was easy.
But the old man stopped me
with the look in his eye.
He said,

"You know I had hoped
you weren't that kind of guy.
Dream of the kind of world it could be
if we were with our loves like Easy"

It's a hard world we must learn to be easy.
In a cold world I must love the ones who please me
Easy!

With apologizes to Harry Chapin...

Empty Promises

by kittykat0232

Empty Promises,that's all you give me
Then you ask me to forgive it
Empty Promises,that's what I get
Then you ask me to forget
You never seem to keep your word
You always seem to make me soar
You don't get how much it hurts me
You don't understand how much it pains me

I'm tired of all these Empty Promises
Words that are never kept true
I always forgive, but I never forget
I hope you know, you're losing my respect
If you keep it up, I might have enough
So value that you still got all my love

Tio Orly, this one is for you
So I hope this will get through
I love you with all my heart...
But Empty Promises are breaking us apart
Maybe you'll read this, if I let you see
But for now, I might just keep this

Empty Promises are separating us...
I hope you see it affects us...
Like I said, I love you
But I will never be the same...
At least not after all those Empty Promises!

Fri, 09/13/2013 - 18:46 -- Gabi Ferraris

All the things you have said,

All the things you have done.

All the things you had promised,

That you would become.

And now I can see,

That you were lying to me.

And all the things you have said,

Were like words in the air.

All your promises were empty,

Empty like your heart.

You were too blind to see,

That you tore me apart.

Don’t let my looks deceive you,

I’m stronger than you thought.

And when Destiny comes,

We’ll overcome what you brought.

The Traveling Wilburys

"End Of The Line"

Well it's all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it's all right, if you live the life you please
Well it's all right, doing the best you can
Well it's all right, as long as you lend a hand

You can sit around and wait for the phone to ring (End of the Line)
Waiting for someone to tell you everything (End of the Line)
Sit around and wonder what tomorrow will bring (End of the Line)
Maybe a diamond ring

Well it's all right, even if they say you're wrong
Well it's all right, sometimes you gotta be strong
Well it's all right, As long as you got somewhere to lay
Well it's all right, everyday is Judgment Day

Maybe somewhere down the road aways (End of the Line)
You'll think of me, wonder where I am these days (End of the Line)
Maybe somewhere down the road when somebody plays (End of the Line)
Purple haze

Well it's all right, even when push comes to shove
Well it's all right, if you got someone to love
Well it's all right, everything'll work out fine
Well it's all right, we're going to the end of the line

Don't have to be ashamed of the car I drive (End of the Line)
I'm just glad to be here, happy to be alive (End of the Line)
It don't matter if you're by my side (End of the Line)
I'm satisfied

Well it's all right, even if you're old and gray
Well it's all right, you still got something to say
Well it's all right, remember to live and let live
Well it's all right, the best you can do is forgive

Well it's all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it's all right, if you live the life you please
Well it's all right, even if the sun don't shine
Well it's all right, we're going to the end of the line

I get called to go up to Meteor Majeure for meetings at times... But home again... home again jiggity jig

When you drink vodka over ice, it can give you kidney failure. When you drink rum over ice, it can give you liver failure. When you drink whiskey over ice, it can give you heart problems. When you drink gin over ice, it can give you brain problems.
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Apparently, ice is really bad for you. Warn all your friends.

Health issues...

But before I go... something to keep your spirits up

Did you hear about the heavyset guy who had tried every diet in the world in an attempt to lose weight? He tried the Scarsdale diet, the Navy diet, Weight Watchers, and many more. None worked. One day, he was reading the Washington Post when he noticed a small ad which read:

Lose weight. Only $1.00 a pound, Call (202) 208-0xcz

The man decided to give it a try and called the number. A voice on the other end asked, 'How much weight do you want to lose?' to which the man responded, 'Ten pounds.' The voice replied, 'Very well, give me your credit card number and we'll have a representative over to your house in the morning.' About 9:00 am the next morning the man gets a knock on the door. There stood a beautiful redheaded woman, completely naked except for a sign around her neck stating, 'If you catch me, you can have me'. Well, the hefty fellow chased her upstairs, downstairs, over sofas, through the kitchen, all around the house. Finally, panting and wheezing like a dog, he did catch her. When he was through enjoying himself, she said, 'Quick, go into the bathroom and weigh yourself!'. He did just that and was amazed to find that he had lost ten pounds, right to the ounce! That evening he called the number again. The voice on the other end asked, 'How much weight do you want to lose?' to which the somewhat less overweight man replied, 'Twenty pounds.' ''Very well', the voice on the phone told him, 'Give me your credit card number and we'll have a representative over to your house in the morning.' At about 8:00 am the next morning the man receives a knock on the door. When he opens the door he sees a beautiful blond dressed only in track shoes and a sign around her neck stating 'If you catch me, you can have me'. The chase took a good while longer this time and the man nearly passed out, but he finally did catch her. When he was through she told him, 'Quick, run into the bathroom and weigh yourself!' He ran to the bathroom and found he had lost another 20 pounds! 'This is fantastic!', he thought to himself. Later that evening he called the number again and the voice at the other end asked, 'How much weight do you want to lose?' 'Fifty pounds!', the man exclaimed. 'Fifty pounds?' the voice asked. 'That's an awful lot of weight to lose at one time.' The man replied, 'Listen buddy, here's my credit card number, you just have your representative over here in the morning!', and he hung up the phone. About 6:00 am the next morning the man gets out of bed, splashes on some cologne and gets all ready for the next representative. At about 7:00 am he gets a knock on the door. When he opens the door, he sees this large gorilla with a sign around his neck stating, 'If I catch you, I'm going to screw you.'

What's the difference between a hockey puck made of Styrofoam and bestiality?

One of them is a phony puck... And the other is...


Still no shines...

I'm addicted to having sex with wolves.... but I'm getting better.





I'm down to a pack a day.

A politician dies...
And ends up standing in front of the pearly gates. Saint Peter looks at him for a second, flicks through his book, and finds his name.

"So, you're a politician..." "Well, yes, is that a problem?" "Oh no, no problem. But we've recently adopted a new system for people in your line of work, and unfortunately you will have to spend a day in Hell. After that however, you're free to choose where you want to spend eternity!"

"Wait, I have to spend a day in Hell??" says the politician. "Them's the rules" Says St Peter, clicks his fingers, and WOOMPH, the guy dissapears...
And awakes, curled up with his hands over his eyes, knowing he's in Hell. Cautiously, he listens for the screams, sniffs the air for brimstone, and finds... Nothing. Just the smell of, is that fabric softener? And cut grass, this can't be right?

"Open your eyes!" says a voice. "C'mon, wakey wakey, we've only got 24 hours!". Nervously, he uncovers his eyes, looks around, and sees he's in a hotel room. A nice one too. Wait, this is a penthouse suite... And there's a smiling man in a suit, holding a martini. "Who are you??" The politician asks. "Well, I'm Satan!" says the man, handing him the drink and helping him to his feet. "Welcome to Hell!" "Wait, this is Hell? But... Where's all the pain and suffering?" he asks. Satan throws him a wink. "Oh, we've been a bit mis-represented over the years, it's a long story. Anyway, this is your room! The minibar is of course free, as is the room service, there's extra towels next to the hot-tub, and if you need anything, just call reception. But enough of this! It's a beautiful day, and if you'd care to look outside..." Slightly stunned by the opulent surroundings, the man wanders over to the floor-to-ceiling windows through which the sun is glowing, looks far down, and sees a group of people cheering and waving at him from a golf course. "It's one of 5 pro-level courses on site, and there's another 6 just a few minutes drive out past the beach and harbour!" says Satan, answering his unasked question. So they head down in the lift, walk out through the glittering lobby where everyone waves and welcomes the man, as Satan signs autographs and cherrily talks shop with the laughing staff. And as he walks out, he sees the group on the golf course are made up of every one of his old friends, people he's admired for years but never met or worked with, and people whose work he's admired but died long before his career started. And out of the middle of this group walks his wife, with a massive smile and the body she had when she was 20, who throws her arms around him and plants a delicate kiss on his cheek. Everyone cheers and applauds, and as they slap him on the back and trade jokes, his worst enemy arrives, as a 2 foot tall goblin-esque caddy. He spends the day in the bright sunshine on the course, having the time of his life laughing at jokes and carrying important discussions, putting the world to rights with his friends while holding his delighted wife next to him as she gazes lovingly at him. Later, they return to the hotel for dinner and have an enormous meal, perfectly cooked, which descends into a food-fight when someone accidentally throws a bread roll at the next table (where Ghandi is having a game of truth-or-dare with Marylin Monroe). As everyone is falling about laughing and flinging breadsticks at each other, his wife whispers in his ear... And they return to their penthouse suite, and spend the rest of the night making love like they did on their honeymoon. After 6 hours of intense passion, the man falls deep into the 100% Egyptian cotton pillows, and falls into a deep and happy sleep...
And is woken up by St Peter. "So, that was Hell. Wasn't what you were expecting, I bet?" "No sir!" says the man. "So then" says St Peter "you can make your choice. It's Hell, which you saw, or Heaven, which has choral singing, talking to God, white robes, and so on". "Well... I know this sounds strange, but on balance, I think I'd prefer Hell" says the politician. "Not a problem, we totally understand! Enjoy!" Says St Peter, and clicks his fingers again.

The man wakes up in total darkness, the stench of ammonia filling the air and distant screams the only noise. As he adjusts, he can see the only light is from belches of flame far away, illuminating the ragged remains of people being tortured or burning in a sulphurous ocean. A sudden bolt of lightning reveals Satan next to him, wearing the same suit as before and grinning, holding a soldering iron in one hand and a coil of razor-wire in the other. "What's this??" He cries. "Where's the hotel?? Where's my wife??? Where's the minibar, the golf-courses, the pool, the restaurant, the free drinks and the sunshine???"

"Ah", says Satan. "You see, yesterday, we were campaigning. But today, you voted..."

Journals but lets be honest nobody cares... So here's a joke instead...

A truck driver picks up a hitchhiker
This truck driver is going down the highway and he sees a hitchhiker on the road. He stops and asks, "You need a ride?" The hitchhiker is ecstatic and agrees, thankful that he can cover more ground quickly.

After a couple hours he is getting restless and asks, "Man I'm bored, how do you get used to driving like this everyday?"

"You just gotta keep yourself entertained", says the truck driver.

"How do you do that?"

The truck driver smirks and takes off his seatbelt and leans his chair back. He reaches back and pulls out a spider monkey from the backseat.

"Oh you have a riding buddy, that's cool. Does he do any tricks."

Without missing a beat, he unzips his pants and pulls out his pecker. *Wham*, he slaps the monkey really hard on the back of the head. The monkey starts going, "Ho! HO!". While he is making the noise the truck driver grabs him by the neck and starts going to town on the monkey's mouth. When he finishes he asks if the hitchhiker wants a turn.

"Sure, but you don't have to hit me that hard."

So This Hitchhiker is walking down the Highway.....

He has long dark hair, a big parka, a giant backpack, and a hat on. As each car approaches he sticks out his thumb. Eventually a semi truck pulls over and says, “Do you need a lift?” The hitchhiker says, “Yes thank you.” and gets in the truck. They drive a mile down the road in complete silence. Eventually the hitchhiker turns to the truck driver and says, “You know, with this big jacket I've got on and my hat and long hair, I bet you didn’t know if I was a guy or a girl.” The truck looks him up and down, and is quiet for a moment. Eventually he looks back at the hitchhiker and says, “Doesn’t matter imma fuck you anyway.”

Sam has been in the computer business for 25 years and is finally sick of the stress. He quits his job and buys 50 acres of land in Alabama to be as far away from humanity as possible.

Sam sees the mailman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise, it’s total peace and quiet.

After 6 months or so of almost total isolation, he’s finishing dinner one day when someone knocks on his door. He opens it and there is a big, bearded man standing there. “Name’s Enoch… Your neighbor from four miles over the ridge… Having a party Saturday… Thought you’d like to come.”

“Great,” says Sam, “after 6 months of this I’m ready to meet some local folks. Thank you.”

As Enoch is leaving he stops, “Gotta warn you there’s gonna be some drinking.” “Not a problem… After 25 years in the computer business, I can drink with the best of ’em.”

Again, as he starts to leave, Enoch stops. “More ‘n’ likely gonna be some fightin’ too.” Damn, Sam thinks… Tough crowd. “Well, I get along with people. I’ll be there. Thanks again.”

Once again Enoch turns from the door. “I’ve seen some wild sex at these parties, too.” “Now that’s not a problem,” says Sam, “Remember I’ve been alone for 6 months! I’ll definitely be there… By the way, what should I wear?”

Enoch stops in the door again and says, “Whatever you want, just gonna be the two of us.”

Success
A guy finds a strange cave entrance in the wilderness. Because curiousity's only hazardous to cats he walks in.

He sees a gorgeous woman inside. The woman lets her single-piece dress fall and says: "Take me or climb higher to success" pointing at the stairs carved from the stone behind her.r>
We all know what men really want and it's disgusting; success... hence the man climbs the stairs to be greeted by even a more delicate beauty.

"Take me or climb higher to success!" she also exclaims gesturing at the stairs behind her. The man proceeds.

Our hero climbs two more stairs, refusing a more beautiful woman's affection and moving on "to success".

At last after the last set of stairs he's grabbed by a hulking beast of a man, buck-naked save for his loincloth. Struggling, our hero exclaims: "Who the hell are you?!"

Forcing him down on his knees the hulking guy responds: "I'm Cess!"

Cuck joke

A newlywed couple moves into their new house. One day the husband comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, you know, in the upstairs bathroom one of the pipes is leaking, could you fix it?" The husband says, "What do I look like, Mr. Plumber?" A few days go by, and he comes home from work and his wife says, "Honey, the car won't start. I think it needs a new battery. Could you change it for me?" He says: "What do I look like, Mr. Goodwrench?" Another few days go by, and it's raining pretty hard. The wife finds a leak in the roof. She says, "Honey, there's a leak on the roof! Can you please fix it?" He says, "What do I look like, Bob Vila?" The next day the husband comes home, and the roof is fixed. So is the plumbing. So is the car. He asks his wife what happened. "Oh, I had a handyman come in and fix them," she says. "Great! How much is that going to cost me?" he snarls. Wife says: "Nothing. He said he'd do it for free if I either baked him a cake or slept with him." "Uh, well, what kind of cake did you make?" asks the husband. "What do I look like," she says, "Betty Crocker?"

The Magic Cure

In a royal court the jester and the court physician are close friends. one day the jester expresses his fantasy of sucking the queen's tits to the physician. the physician says he can make it happen as long as the jester does what he says and pays him 10 gold coins after it is done, the jester agrees. during a routine exam the physician puts irritant in the queen's shirt. in the evening the king calls the royal physicians and tells him about the rash the queen has on her upper body the physician after through examination tells the king that there is only one cure. to get the affected area licked by a man who has eaten a lion's tongue. turns out the jester has recently told the king about him eating a lion's tongue in Africa years ago. The jester is called and gets his hearts desire. afterwards the physician demands payment from the jester who blatantly refuses to pay.the physician leaves without saying a word. a few days later the jester is woken up in the night by a runner

"wake up the king is calling you"

Jester: why

Runner: "the king has a rash on his balls"

What do you get when you mix human DNA with zebra DNA?

Well, kicked out of the zoo for starters.

A lonely young guy driving cross-country picked up a stunning female hitchhiker.

Out in the middle of the desert, she started coming on to him. When she offered him some oral pleasure, he pulled over to the side of the road.

But once his pants were around his ankles, she pulled out a gun, bound his wrists to his ankles, robbed him of his wallet and clothes, and drove off in his car.

After hopping beside the road for miles, a trucker happened along and stopped. "What happened?" asked the trucker and the man explained his plight.

The trucker got out of his rig, unzipped his pants, and said, "This just ain't your day, is it, boy?!"

Mr. Bear and Mr. Rabbit live in the same forest, but they don't like each other.

One day, they come across a golden frog who offers them three wishes each. Mr. Bear wishes that all the other bears in the forest were female.

Mr. Rabbit wishes for a crash helmet.

Mr. Bear's second wish is that all the bears in the neighboring forests were female as well.

Mr. Rabbit wishes for a motorcycle.

Mr. Bear's final wish is that all the other bears in the world were female, leaving him the only male bear in the world.

Mr. Rabbit revs the engine of his motorcycle and says, "I wish that Mr. Bear was gay!" and rides off.

So someone on Sofurry sent me this link http://themetapicture.com/pic/image.....shes-comic.jpg

Mr Lion goes down to the river to drink... and as he lowers his head to the water, Mr Chimp leaps down out of the trees, scampers up behind Mr Lion, yanks his tail to one side, and visits an unspeakable outrage upon the King of the Beasts!

He then scampers away, leaving Mr Lion crestfallen and vowing to revenge himself on the importunate simian before the whole jungle finds out and he becomes a laughing-stock. Mr Chimp has a useful head start, but he knows Mr Lion can run faster than he can, and is a pretty fair hand at climbing too.

So when he dashes into a clearing and sees Mr Man there, sitting on a log and reading the newspaper, he seizes the opportunity. It is the work of a moment for the muscly ape to overpower the puny human, grab his hat and coat and newspaper, and deposit Mr Man in a dense patch of bushes, too stunned to register an effective protest. Scarcely is Mr Chimp settled on the log with the newspaper when Mr Lion bounds into the clearing. He sees the "man" cowering there and turns to him with a snarl:

"Hey, you! Did you see a chimpanzee run through here a minute ago?"

"What?" says Mr Chimp, in his best imitation of Mr Man's cultured tones. "You mean the one that did you up the shitter down by the river?"

"Oh fuck," sighs Mr Lion, "it's not in the paper already, is it?"