Sunday, February 14, 2016

Oversight




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Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 32


But he kept remembering the rabbit. He couldn’t help it. He had won the rabbit and a cage to keep him in at a school raffle. His daddy didn’t want him to keep it, but Lloyd had somehow persuaded him that he would take care of it and feed it out of his own allowance. He loved that rabbit, and he did take care of it. At first. The trouble was, things slipped his mind after a while. It had always been that way. And one day while he was swinging idly in the tire that hung from the sickly maple behind their scraggy little house in Marathon, Pennsylvania, he had suddenly sat bolt upright, thinking of that rabbit. He hadn’t thought of his rabbit in… well, in better than two weeks. It had just completely slipped his mind.










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Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 32


“Just in case,” Lloyd Henreid whispered to the silence. “Just in case, is all.”

Then he climbed up on the other end of the bunk, drew his knees up to his chin, and sat still.



































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From 7/16/1963 ( Phoebe Cates the United States Army veteran and the Harvard University graduate medical doctor and the world-famous actress and the wife of my biological brother Thomas Reagan ) To 5/5/2001 is 13808 days

13808 = 6904 + 6904

From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/27/1984 ( from my official United States Navy documents: "UA from class from 0600-0800" ) is 6904 days



From 5/8/1994 ( premiere US TV miniseries "Stephen King's The Stand"::miniseries premiere episode "The Plague" ) To 5/5/2001 is 2554 days

2554 = 1277 + 1277

From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 5/2/1969 ( Richard Nixon - Special Message to the Congress on Obscene and Pornographic Materials ) is 1277 days



From 12/25/1991 ( as United States Marine Corps chief warrant officer Kerry Wayne Burgess I was prisoner of war in Croatia ) To 5/5/2001 is 3419 days

From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 3/14/1975 ( premiere US TV movie "Cage Without a Key" ) is 3419 days





http://www.tv.com/shows/saturday-night-live/pierce-brosnan-destinys-child-45605/

tv.com


Saturday Night Live Season 26 Episode 20

Pierce Brosnan/Destiny's Child

Aired Saturday 11:30 PM May 05, 2001 on NBC

AIRED: 5/5/01










http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072756/releaseinfo

IMDb


Cage Without a Key (1975 TV Movie)

Release Info

USA 14 March 1975



http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072756/plotsummary

IMDb


Cage Without a Key (1975 TV Movie)

Plot Summary

A high school girl who needs a ride accepts one from a boy she doesn't know. He then forces her to participate in a robbery, in which a clerk is killed. They are soon caught, and the girl, despite her protestations of innocence, is convicted of first-degree murder and sent to prison. Once she gets there, she finds out that her troubles are just beginning.










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AZ

THE SUNDAYS

album: "Reading, Writing, And Arithmetic" (1990)


http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/sundays/ikickedaboy.html

AZ


THE SUNDAYS

"I Kicked A Boy"


And I've been wondering lately
Just who's gonna save me










http://www.chakoteya.net/movies/movie7.html

Star Trek Generations (1994)


PICARD: How long have you been here?

KIRK: I don't know. I was aboard the Enterprise-B in the deflector control room... ...Stir these, will you?

(Kirk thrusts a hot frying pan into Picard's hands)

PICARD: Ow!

KIRK: The bulkhead in front of me disappeared.










http://www.chakoteya.net/NextGen/225.htm

The Inner Light [ Star Trek: The Next Generation ]

Stardate: 45944.1

Original Airdate: 1 Jun, 1992


PICARD: It was real. It was as real as this is. And you can't expect me to forget a lifetime spent there.

ELINE: Yes, I can. I've been patient, Kamin. For five years I've shared you with that other life. I've listened, I've tried to understand, and I have waited. When do I get you back?










1987 film "Date with an Angel" DVD video:

01:14:58


Patty Winston: Have you seen this guy?










http://www.azlyrics.com/s/sundays.html

AZ

THE SUNDAYS

album: "Reading, Writing, And Arithmetic" (1990)


http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/sundays/myfinesthour.html

AZ

THE SUNDAYS

"My Finest Hour"

And the world it shows me up
My clothes they show me up
I never knew this before
My finest hour that I've ever known
Was finding a pound on the underground

And my words came stumbling out
Then I went tumbling out
I've never been hit before
And the finest hour that I've ever known
Was finding a pound on the underground

And I'll keep hoping you are the same as me
And I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
We are who we are, what do the others know?
But poetry is not for me
So show me the way to go home

And the words came stumbling out of my mouth
And then I went tumbling out...

But I'll keep hoping you are the same as me
And I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
We are who we are what do the others know?
But poetry is not for me so show me the way to go
Oh, I'm going home

But I'll keep hoping you are the only one
Yes and I'll send you letters, wouldn't it be such fun?
We are who we are whatever the others say
But poetry is not for me
And much as I'd like to stay
Oh, I just want to go home










2002 film "The Time Machine"


Vox: There was one Eloi who managed to escape. He told me everything. We spent years together, just talking.










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Springfield! Springfield!


Time Machine, The (2002)


[ VOX: ] Welcome to Vox System. How may I help you?

[ Alexander Hartdegen: ] I didn't see you there.

[ VOX: ] I seem to have that effect. How may I help you?

[ Alexander Hartdegen: ] What is that thing?

[ VOX: ] That's my photonic memory core or PMC, as we say. Over here, sir.

[ Alexander Hartdegen: ] What are you?

[ VOX: ] A public library information unit. Vox registration NY-114. How may I help you?

[ Alexander Hartdegen: ] Oh, a stereopticon of some sort.

[ VOX: ] Stereopticon? Oh, no, sir. I'm a photonic with link capabilities... ...connected to every database on the planet.

[ Alexander Hartdegen: ] Photonic?

[ VOX: ] A compendium of all human knowledge.










http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/movie_script.php?movie=time-machine-the

Springfield! Springfield!


Time Machine, The (2002)


It was adapted to a movie and musical.

- That's not what I mean.

- Want to hear the score?

- No. That's quite enough.

- Will there be anything else?

- No. I think I'll have better luck... ...in a few hundred years.

- Live long and prosper.










JOURNAL ARCHIVE: posted by H.V.O.M at 1:51 PM Tuesday, August 29, 2006


to show you how it all began

And one of the songs that seems to haunt me lately has been a song from Coldplay. The first one from them that haunted me was "Clocks." Still haven't figured that one out


[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 29 August 2006 excerpt ends]










From 7/16/1963 ( Phoebe Cates the United States Army veteran and the Harvard University graduate medical doctor and the world-famous actress and the wife of my biological brother Thomas Reagan ) To 9/27/1984 ( from my official United States Navy documents: "UA from class from 0600-0800" ) is 7744 days

7744 = 3872 + 3872

From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 6/9/1976 is 3872 days










JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Posted by H.V.O.M at 11:30 PM Friday, September 07, 2007


*** June 7, 1976 to June 9, 1976 ***


From 2/14/1976 (Valentine's Day) to 6/7/1976 is: 3 months, 3 weeks, 3 days

3-3-3

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentines_day

Saint Valentine's Day or Valentine's Day is a holiday on February 14. It is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other; sending Valentine's cards or candy. It is very common to present flowers on Valentine's Day. The holiday is named after two men, both Christian martyrs among the numerous Early Christian martyrs named Valentine. The day became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished.

The day is most closely associated with the mutual exchange of love notes in the form of "valentines." Modern Valentine symbols include the heart-shaped outline and the figure of the winged Cupid. Since the 19th century, handwritten notes have largely given way to mass-produced greeting cards.[1] The mid-nineteenth century Valentine's Day trade was a harbinger of further commercialized holidays in the United States to follow.[2] The U.S. Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year behind Christmas. The association estimates that women purchase approximately 85 percent of all valentines


[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 07 September 2007 excerpt ends]










JOURNAL ARCHIVE: posted by H.V.O.M at 10:17 PM Thursday, May 03, 2007


I recognize the date 6/7/1976 as my first day on the Saturn moon Phoebe. I left on 6/9/1976 for my 7/2/1976 interception of the comet, somewhere above the elliptic.


[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 03 May 2007 excerpt ends]










http://www.e-reading.org.ua/bookreader.php/80261/King_-_The_Stand.html


Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 39


Lloyd heard someone in the ashy afterglow of dusk, and at first the sound was so far away and so strange—the clash of metal on metal—that he thought he must be dreaming it. The waking and sleeping states had become very similar to him now; he crossed back and forth across that boundary almost without knowing it.

But then the voice came and he snapped upright on his cot, his eyes flaring wide, huge and lambent in his starved face. The voice came floating down the corridors from God knew how far up in the Administration Wing and then down the stairwell to the hallways which connected the visiting areas to the central cellblock, where Lloyd was. It bobbed serenely through the twice-barred doors and finally reached Lloyd’s ears:

“Hooooo-hoooo! Anybody home? ”

And strangely, Lloyd’s first thought was: Don’t answer. Maybe he’ll go away.

“Anybody home? Going once, going twice?… Okay, I’m on my way, just about to shake the dust of Phoenix from my boots —”



































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http://www.e-reading.org.ua/bookreader.php/80261/King_-_The_Stand.html


Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 39


“Did I introduce myself? The name is Flagg, with the double g. Pleased to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Lloyd croaked.

“And I think, before I open this cell and we go get some dinner, we ought to have a little understanding, Lloyd.”

“Sure thing,” Lloyd croaked, and began to cry again.

“I’m going to make you my righthand man, Lloyd. Going to put you right up there with Saint Peter. When I open this door, I’m going to slip the keys to the kingdom right into your hand. What a deal, right?”

“Yeah,” Lloyd whispered, growing frightened again. It was almost full dark now. Flagg was little more than a dark shape, but his eyes were still perfectly visible. They seemed to glow in the dark like the eyes of a lynx, one to the left of the bar that ended in the lockbox, one to the right. Lloyd felt terror, but something else as well: a kind of religious ecstasy. A pleasure. The pleasure of being chosen. The feeling that he had somehow won through… to something.

“You’d like to get even with the people who left you here, isn’t that right?”

“Boy, that sure is,” Lloyd said, forgetting his terror momentarily. It was swallowed up by a starving, sinewy anger.

“Not just those people, but everyone who would do a thing like that,” Flagg suggested. “It’s a type of person, isn’t it? To a certain type of person, a man like you is nothing but garbage. Because they are high up. They don’t think a person like you has a right to live.”

“That’s just right,” Lloyd said. His great hunger had suddenly been changed into a different kind of hunger. It had changed just as surely as the black stone had changed into the silver key. This man had expressed all the complex things he had felt in just a handful of sentences. It wasn’t just the gate-guard he wanted to get even with—why, here’s the wise-ass pusbag, what’s the story, pusbag, got anything smart to say? —because the gate-guard wasn’t the one. The gate-guard had had THE KEY, all right, but the gate-guard had not made THE KEY. Someone had given it to him. The warden, Lloyd supposed, but the warden hadn’t made THE KEY, either. Lloyd wanted to find the makers and forgers. They would be immune to the flu, and he had business with them. Oh yes, and it was good business.

“You know what the Bible says about people like that?” Flagg asked quietly. “It says the exalted shall be abased and the mighty shall be brought low and the stiffnecked shall be broken. And you know what it says about people like you, Lloyd? It says blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. And it says blessed are the poor in spirit, for they shall see God.”

Lloyd was nodding. Nodding and crying. For a moment it seemed that a blazing corona had formed around Flagg’s head, a light so bright that if Lloyd looked at it for long it would burn his eyes to cinders. Then it was gone… if it had ever been there at all, and it must not have been, because Lloyd had not even lost his night vision.

“Now you aren’t very bright,” Flagg said, “but you are the first. And I have the feeling you might be very loyal. You and I, Lloyd, we’re going to go far. It’s a good time for people like us. Everything is starting up for us. All I need is your word.”

“W-word?”

“That we’re going to stick together, you and me. No denials. No falling asleep on guard duty. There will be others very soon—they’re on their way west already—but for now, there’s just us. I’ll give you the key if you give me your promise.”

“I… promise,” Lloyd said, and the words seemed to hang in the air, vibrating strangely. He listened to that vibration, his head cocked to one side, and he could almost see those two words, glowing as darkly as the aurora borealis reflected in a dead man’s eye.

Then he forgot about them as the tumblers made their half-turns inside the lockbox. The next moment the lockbox fell at Flagg’s feet, tendrils of smoke seeping from it.

“You’re free, Lloyd. Come on out.”

Unbelieving, Lloyd touched the bars hesitantly, as if they might burn him; and indeed, they did seem warm. But when he pushed, the door slid back easily and soundlessly. He stared at his savior, those burning eyes.

Something was placed in his hand. The key.

“It’s yours now, Lloyd.”

“Mine?”

Flagg grabbed Lloyd’s fingers and closed them around it… and Lloyd felt it move in his hand, felt it change. He uttered a hoarse cry and his fingers sprang open. The key was gone and in its place was the black stone with the red flaw. He held it up, wondering, and turned it this way and that. Now the red flaw looked like a key, now like a skull, now like a bloody, half-closed eye again.

“Mine,” Lloyd answered himself.










http://www.tv.com/shows/second-chance-2016/scratch-that-glitch-3342214/

tv.com


Second Chance Season 1 Episode 5

Scratch That Glitch

Aired Friday 9:00 PM Feb 12, 2016 on FOX

AIRED: 2/12/16



http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=second-chance-2016&episode=s01e05

Springfield! Springfield!


Second Chance

Scratch That Glitch


You've been a very patient Board of Directors, and today your patience will be rewarded.
By tonight, investors will be assured that our company is where the smart money should be, that we are a good buy at this price because we're only going up from here.
I will see you all at the launch.
Thank you.
You think maybe one of them could smile every so often.



- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 02:48 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Sunday 14 February 2016