Sunday, October 22, 2023

Today is 10/22/2023





https://www.imdb.com/title/tt28591482/

IMDb

Invasion

S2.E2

Chasing Ghosts

Episode aired Aug 30, 2023

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https://hvom.blogspot.com/2023/10/today-is-10212023.html

excerpts, Posted by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, at 11:03 PM Saturday, October 21, 2023

Today is 10/21/2023

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https://hvom.blogspot.com/2023/10/today-is-10202023.html

excerpts, Posted by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, at 5:36 PM

Number 878: The Farthest Man From Home

I am Kerry Burgess. This is what I think.

Friday, October 20, 2023

Today is 10/20/2023

I still have sleeping dreams about swimming or bicycling or jogging.










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10/6/1977 ( the first flight Soviet Union MiG-29 Fulcrum )

10/6/1977 ( premiere US film "Julia" )



From 2/14/1969 ( premiere US TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Requiem for Methuselah" ) To 12/22/1992 ( ) is 8712 days

8712 = 4356 + 4356

From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 10/6/1977 ( from The Daily Princetonian publication, Princeton University: Engineering Attracts More Women; Changing Attitudes, Recruiting Cited ) is 4356 days










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https://theprince.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=Princetonian19771006-01.2.11&e=-------en-20--81-byDA-txt-txIN-------

Princeton University

Daily Princetonian, Volume 101, Number 91, 6 October 1977

Engineering Attracts More Women; Changing Attitudes, Recruiting Cited









"Requiem For Methuselah" [ Star Trek ]

Original Airdate: 14 Feb, 1969

(from internet transcript)

SPOCK: How many other names shall we call you?

FLINT: Solomon, Alexander, Lazarus, Methuselah, Merlin, Abramson. A hundred other names you do not know.

SPOCK: You were born?

FLINT: In that region of earth later called Mesopotamia, in the year 3834 BC, as the millennia are reckoned. I was Akharin, a soldier, a bully and a fool. I fell in battle, pierced to the heart and did not die.

MCCOY: Instant tissue regeneration coupled with some perfect form of biological renewal. You learned that you were immortal and

FLINT: And to conceal it. To live some portion of a life, to pretend to age and then move on before my nature was suspected.

SPOCK: Your wealth and your intellect are the product of centuries of acquisition. You knew the greatest minds in history.

FLINT: Galileo, Socrates, Moses. I have married a hundred times, Captain. Selected, loved, cherished. Caressed a smoothness, inhaled a brief fragrance. Then age, death, the taste of dust. Do you understand?

SPOCK: You wanted a perfect, ultimate woman, as brilliant, as immortal as yourself. Your mate for all time.

FLINT: Designed by my heart. I could not love her more.

KIRK: Spock, you knew?

SPOCK: I had hoped I was wrong.

FLINT: You cannot love an android, Captain. I love her. She is my handiwork, my property. She is what I desire.

KIRK:: You brought me here to learn this? Does she know?

FLINT: She will never know.










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by me, Kerry Burgess: 12 February 2015

I have no idea of what memories in my mind are real and what are artificial. I remember a woman in in the Mediterranean in late 1989 and that is when theoretically I would have met Julia Roberts.

Makes sense. The underlying theory is that my biological brother's wife worked with Julia Roberts prior to the year 1986. Everything fell into place after that.









from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

10/1/2006 6:48 PM

I’m guessing I didn’t have anymore Sea Service time, which reflects, as I recall, the time a Sailor is assigned to a ship of the fleet, because I was assigned to a SEAL team from the time I returned in 1987 to 1990. I guess further my Sea Service, although interspersed with temporary duty assignments such as shuttle missions, resumed when I was assigned to the Arleigh Burke in 1991. My DD-214 doesn’t reflect that because, first of all, it is about Kerry Burgess, but also because it only reflects the period ending 5/14/90. I may have still flown as a fighter and bomber pilot after 1987, but I don’t think that was ever my primary role again after returning. I am not sure what to think about the thoughts I have had about flying the Apache gunship. Maybe that is something else I did occasionally.









from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

12/23/06 1:21 PM

I might have maintained a dual-status as an active member of the U.S. Marshals. That would make sense.









from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

From: Kerry Burgess {me}

Sent: Sunday, May 21, 2006 11:04 AM

To: Kerry Burgess {me}

Subject: Re: Journal May 21, 2006

Kerry Burgess wrote:

I think it was my first thought after waking up this morning that I used to date Julia Roberts a long time ago.

I also have these unexplained thoughts that I was a fighter pilot in the U.S. military, although I'm not sure which service, but I may have been in two different branches over time. I am also confused about thoughts that I may have been a helicopter pilot. What's next? A space shuttle pilot? Seems like a lot for someone that is only 40. And, while I am not sure when this divergence happened, I am reasonably certain it was before I turned 33. So I must have been a pretty busy guy. Especially because I have thoughts that I was some kind of mathmetician too. I have these thoughts too that I was captured by enemy forces at some point and tortured while in captivity.



by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journal: 9/26/2006 3:06 PM

As I was trying to go to sleep last night, I had a thought that I have a doctorate in computer science from Princeton.

and I had thoughts that I studied music as well at Princeton.



from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: 9/28/2006 7:13 PM

This sounds very interesting. In my memory of taking Physics my Senior year at Ashdown, I remember being very interested in the class, but we didn’t cover such an interesting topic.

http://www.princeton.edu/main/about/present/

Ayan Chatterjee (left) and Mark Daly measure piano strings as part of a lab project for professor Pierre Piroué's freshman seminar on "Sound, Music and ... Physics."

9/28/2006 7:37 PM

I think I even have memories of the graduate degree process. I am not sure of the terms to describe the process.

9/28/2006 7:47 PM

I actually do remember... something... I can’t explain it. It feels that I am holding an unmarked, undistinguishable book that I don’t know the name of or the contents but I know I have read it already.

9/28/2006 8:34 PM

A few minutes ago I started thinking that maybe I started at Princeton University in 1972. I would have been 13 at the time as Thomas Ray. I remember that Kerry Burgess started first grade in 1972. But then I decided that I probably started Princeton earlier than 1972 and maybe 1972 was the year I completed my first major degree. Or 1972 doesn’t really mean anything in particular to Thomas Ray; rather it is there for continuity sake for the life of Kerry Burgess.



Posted by me, Kerry Burgess - H.V.O.M at 3:06 AM Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Salesman

Also, "Salesman." I saw that in a dream while sleeping recently. I saw myself going through an induction process in the United States Marine Corps and I woke up understanding that I was dreaming of my actual experience in 1990. I saw a document that indicated I was being inducted to the United States Marine Corps with the officer grade of Chief Warrant Officer 2. I saw in the dream another document associated with my induction and that document indicated I had been assigned the informal name "Salesman."









from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: August 30, 2006

I read this again yesterday and I was thinking that it is different from when I read it a few months ago. I don't remember this part about the 2 F-15s taking off with the 8 F-16s. The top of the page indicates the last change was on June 5th, but I thought I read it after that.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/middle_east/5020778.stm

At 1255 GMT on Sunday 7 June 1981, eight Israeli F-16 fighter-bombers take off along with two F-15 interceptors from Etzion air force base in Egypt's Sinai Desert (occupied at the time by Israel).

A number of other F-15s head elsewhere in Iraq as back-up.

The 10 planes fly about 1,000km (600 miles) through Jordanian and Saudi airspace unchallenged, hugging the desert at a height of 120m (394ft)









by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: August 30, 2006

Did I get shot down or run out of gas and then was picked up by one of the F-15s? I have had thoughts lately about putting 3 people into an F-15.









from my private journal, as me, Kerry Burgess, typed after being released from the USA Veterans Affairs psychiatric hospital enduring many months sitting in a grungy two-computer room in a homeless shelter on the waterfront in downtown Seattle:

From: Kerry Burgess

Sent: Tuesday, June 20, 2006 7:43 PM

To: Kerry Burgess

Subject: Re: Journal June 20, 2006, Supplemental

I wonder if I was the first American to strike Saddam.









http://airforcemag.com/MagazineArchive/Pages/1991/October%201991/1091apache.aspx

Air Force Magazine

October 1991

Apache Attack

By Richard Mackenzie

The helicopters would open the war. They had to take out Iraq's early warning net, and they had to get it all.









by me, Kerry Burgess, excerpts from my private journals: 05/14/07 9:12 AM

and having a hard time to believe we didn't get swarmed by enemy fighters.









http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mikoyan_MiG-29

Mikoyan MiG-29

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

The Mikoyan MiG-29 (NATO reporting name: "Fulcrum") is a fourth-generation jet fighter aircraft designed in the Soviet Union. Developed by the Mikoyan design bureau as an air superiority fighter during the 1970s, the MiG-29, along with the larger Sukhoi Su-27, was developed to counter new American fighters such as the McDonnell Douglas F-15 Eagle, and the General Dynamics F-16 Fighting Falcon.

Operational history

The Soviet Union exported MiG-29s to several countries. Because 4th-generation fighter jets require the pilots to have extensive training, air-defense infrastructure, and constant maintenance and upgrades, MiG-29s have had mixed operational history with different air forces.

Iraq

Iraq received a number of MiG-29 fighters, and used MiG-29s to engage Iranian equivalent opponents like F-14, F-4 and F-5 during the later stages of the Iran-Iraq War.









by me, Kerry Burgess: August 14, 2006

The scar on my right wrist isn't the burn I recieved from someone dropping hot apple pie on it when I was a kid in a day care center, rather...I'm not really sure what it is.









Battlestar Galactica - tv miniseries - 12/08/2003, 12/09/2003

(from internet transcript)

Pilot: Any luck over there, Captain?

Apollo: No, just picking up a lot of confusing chatter.

Pilot: Well, to be honest with you, I'm kinda glad you're sticking around. Makes us all feel better to see you out there.

Apollo: Well, don't get too comfortable. This old junker I'm in was meant for show, not combat. If we run into a problem, well, I'll do what I can to protect you, but the first sign of trouble, you pour on the speed and you run.

Pilot: Don't you worry about that. I've got my hand on the throttle, hasn't left since I got that first message. Colonial Heavy 798, out.

(Back with Helo and Boomer - the Cylons fire on them)

Helo: Two missiles, now.

Boomer: Jam the warheads.

Helo: I'm trying. Can't find the frequency, drop the swallows.

Boomer: Got two left. (They fire a decoy; one of the missiles goes for it and explodes) Dammit. Come on.

Helo: Oh, frak.

Boomer: What?

Helo: Check the screen ahead.

Boomer: Guess we found the main fight.

Helo: Missile, lock!

Boomer: We've got one left. (They fire it; missile explodes, but some shrapnel hits the ship. It rips through the hull and catches Helo in the leg.)

Helo: Ahh!

Boomer: We're hit!

Helo: No, really?

Boomer: Helo. (He seals the hole.) Okay? Are you okay?

Helo: Present.









album: "We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank" (2007)

MODEST MOUSE

"Dashboard"

Oh, it could've been, should've been worse than you would ever know.
Well, the windshield was broken but I love the fresh air you know.
(The dashboard melted but we still have the radio)









From 7/12/1962 ( by AT&T's Telstar, the first live-TV broadcast by satellite ) To 1/17/1991 ( from the thoughts in my conscious mind, coinciding with United States of America Veterans Affairs hospital psychiatric doctor medical drugs: the date of record of my United States Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 officially the United States Apache attack helicopter pilot ) is 10416 days

From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers, Oklahoma, USA, as Kerry Wayne Burgess ) To 5/10/1994 ( ) is 10416 days



https://theprince.princeton.edu/princetonperiodicals/?a=d&d=WeeklyBulletin19940530-01.2.4&e=-------en-20--81-byDA-txt-txIN-------

Princeton University

Princeton Weekly Bulletin, Volume 83, Number 28, 30 May 1994

Telescope brings N.M. sky to campus

Princeton owns share in newly dedicated facility at Apache Point Observatory

By Jacquelyn Savani

Apache Point's 3.5-meter (approximately 138-inch) telescope (I) was dedicated May 10.









IMDb

U.S. Marshals (1998)

Quotes

Stark: [seeing Sheridan taking the cigar boxes, which are supplies for him to acheive his asignment] Now, make sure you take it all. I don't want you back here again.

Mark J. Sheridan: You don't believe me?

Stark: I'm going as far as I'm prepared to go. I'll catch the rest on CNN.



- by me, Kerry Wayne Burgess, posted by me: 2:32 PM Pacific-time USA Sunday 10/22/2023