Month: November 2015

First, I am not a big fan of woo-woo.  But I have also done enough research into the future, means of predicting, and how predictions come to pass, that I also don’t scoff at people’s ability to plug in to bits about the future, either.  There is something to it – I’d stake my life on it.

Once you’ve experienced knowledge at a distance whether he measuring stick is space or time, it changes your outlook on life.  The daily becomes trivial.

Take for example this Phoenix quake swarm story.

Elaine and I were kicking it around after breakfast Monday when she said “Play that video report” that was popping up off ABC-15 in Phoenix.

Thinking nothing about it, I rolled the video and saw reporter Katie Connors doing what reporters would call a “stand-up” near the epicenter of the quake when she said near the end of her report…

“We are live at Rock Springs Café, everyone knows this place, they are famous for their pies…we are waiting for the doors to open to go inside…”

Instantly, I froze the video..

Pies…pies… reporter….earthquake report.  A huge alarm bell was going off in my head…

OMG!!!  I KNOW THIS PART!!!  Seen it before!

A quick search of our archives of past articles quickly turned up this January 13, 2015 column where what was the topic?  Earthquakes.

If you reread the story over here, a long-dead colleague of mine from the rock & roll news period had shown up in a vivid/epic dream I had the morning of January 13th. 

That dream seemed to foretell of a massive April 9+ earthquake – which obviously didn’t happen in 2015.  But here was the totally strange part as I described my colleague appearing in this incredibly vivid January dream:

“He passed away something like 20 years back and haven’t thought about him in years, so it was odd in this dream that a personality of the news business was present (unseen, soft of off-stage doing the discussion) and that was notable, I think.

As to the earthquake part, there are actually two.  One (and they are possibly a pairs) are in the 5.3 and 5.6 category and they connect with “Thursday” or “Friday” and after this, people who are involved will be going back to the city (this happens east of San Francisco).

One of the returning news crews will be stopping (on the way back to the city) to have something that’s like an apple fritter or apple scone – as a place somewhere in the area that is famous for those.

There were other oddities about the story too:  Lot’s of dog references, a kind of map of a state or national park area (it was shown as a kind of green glass layer under the area.

All of which sounds like a pretty ho-hum news item.  There was some snow on the hills, and a ski area up a ways, and after peaking at the ski area, there’s a small hydro project somewhere on the eastern slopes.

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Economic news got you down?  Cheer up Bunkie.

This is National Deviled Egg Day

And if that isn’t far-fetched enough, this is also National Broadcast Traffic Professional’s day.  That’s when we take a moment to honor the men and women in radio, television, and online services who arrange for messages to be jammed down our synapses for up to 18-minutes per hour while at the same time maintaining a five or ten minute separation between competing blood pressure medication ads.

The world is just as insane as it was Friday.  It’s just not as obvious because of the time-switcheroo this weekend to “standard time.”

Markets

Somewhere, amidst the aircraft debris field, the din of commercials, while munching a deviled egg sandwich, it occurs to us that the markets will likely open on schedule this morning and when they do, the directionals are pointing down.

There is some fresh Gallup Consumer Spending data to consider…

“Americans’ daily self-reports of spending averaged $92 in October, up $4 from September.

Here’s the problem:  It was $91 in January.  We will round that to a 1.1% increase in spending.

Now, what do you think the M2 money supply has done in that period?  Up 4.156%.  run the numbers yourself.

Now, to repeat our point:  This is how you make it look like prices are going up – but when in fact the underside of the economy is being hollowed out.  3% deflation is lipsticked-up to look like a tiny bit of growth.  If you take enough drugs (sorry, mood enhancers) it don’t matter, right?

Car sales tomorrow.  ADP job numbers Wednesday, Challenger job cuts Thursday and then “offishul” job spin on Friday.

Oil is down half a buck to three-quarters and that should bring the market down later.  Sure, you would think cheap oil would be a capitalist’s dream date.  But, no, they now over-think everything.  If there is not enough demand, the economy must be weak.  If the economy is weak, no one will buy their widgets.  The end of the world threatens..

Meantime, an email from my buddy Roger Reynolds came in.  Roger’s view of the world sounds very much like ours.  How long have I been saying a good start to 2016 but by mid 2017 you will want to have the food supplies and Charmin topped-off because that’s when the economy could hit the fan?

From Roger’s latest:

TRADE WHAT YOU SEE—NOT WHAT YOU THINK!!!!!—–What do folks see???

Elliott wave—-From the May high there has been an a-b-c down for a BIG A.

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This was a horrible weekend for Ure’s truly.

It wasn’t the rain, although we have had about 8.3-inches of the stuff since the hurricane remnants blew through here last week – and in fact there are still some low-lying parts of Texas with standing water from it.

Nor, was it the bother of Halloween.  We are so far out at the ‘end of the string’ that we have never in the 12-years we have been here, had a single door-knocker asking for a sugar rush.

Admittedly, I thought about dropping by my dentist’s place to knock, but it’s a long drive and I’m lazier than it seems.

Similarly, my anguish was not sitting in front of a computer trying to correct errors in my novel.  Like the Herculean task of cleaning out the stables of the gods, this just seems to go on, and on, and on…  The pass through the book this weekend was to remove a number of “F”-bombs” – though the people in the book still use the eff-word.  It just sounds less like a pimp convention and more like television.

This weekend also saw the spacing of chapter titles repaired and typically George-like sentences (that can run a paragraph or two between periods) broken up into as many as five smaller sentences.

Several of the early readers mentioned that.  Fine.

None of these items was hard to deal with.  At least if you’ve had a decent night’s sleep.  Which, in turn, gets us to the point.

In theory we should all have had an extra hour of sleep on Sunday morning.  Not here, though.

I made the mistake of thinking the problem through and decided to stay up an hour later on Saturday night so I would wake naturally an hour later.

No.  The Circads – a tribe of vicious trolls that owns the Circadian Rhythm franchise – wouldn’t stand for it.

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