A city-government paralegal had uncovered evidence that foam cups were manufactured using a substance known as ‘dihydrogen monoxide,’ when he found a well-designed web site describing the dangerous properties of this chemical.

As it turns out, the online site about Dihydrogen Monoxide was created by 14-year-old Nathan Zohner, who was researching the gullibility of ninth grade students in his school.

And they said it couldn’t happen here!

A Megatar is a musical instrument manufactured by the Mobius Megatar company, of which The Bloggard (aka Traktor Topaz) is the U.S. Manager.

The Megatar is similar to an electric guitar with a wider neck, on which are mounted six guitar strings, and also six bass strings. The strings lie close to the fretboard, and you don’t have to strum or pluck them.

You just touch a string to the fret, and it plays.

Since you need not strum nor pluck strings, you can play with both hands at the same time. Much like playing bass and guitar at the same time, or like playing a piano on strings.

And guess what? It’s easier to create music on the Megatar than learning guitar or bass or piano. That’s because we’ve created a revolutionary new method that reveals the secret of playing quickly.

How is this possible?

We deliver such easy learning by uncovering seven simple forms that create all harmony, that build on each other for concentrated power, that permit both hands to advance rapidly, that give clarity of mind, and that enable music immediately.

At last, playing music can be suddenly simple.

On the Mobius Megatar website, click on the ‘Songs‘ link and you can hear musicians around the world playing all kinds of music.

[And to investigate how to play the Megatar, go to the ‘Video’ section to see how surprisingly easy it is to do, and then go to the ‘Library | Documents’ section and download a free method book that details the steps to creating music as if you are playing bass and guitar at the same time.]

Amazing but True. I am very proud of this instrument and this new way to play.

The Mobius Megatar company is a music, happiness, and immortality business. You can create music easier than ever before, you can enjoy and produce happiness along the way, and if you apply yourself, you could create something truly wonderful, a song to make you immortal.

And … it’s fun! I guarantee it.

Each roommate knows that he does more than half the dishes.

That’s it. Just that simple. It’s a law of human nature, as dependable as gravity, and it’s caused by the way we see things.

For example …

Roommate A is very, very conscious of the dishes that he has washed, because he was there. If he was emotionally resisting the work, he was even more agonizingly there, and it seemed even longer.

On the other hand, Roommate A is hardly conscious at all of the time that Roommate B put in doing the dishes. Because while Roommate B was scouring the pots and pans, our pal Roommate A was thinking about a brunette or watching TV or worrying about the gubbamint.

It’s just a function of the consciousness of Roommate A. (Also see Law 23 of Human Consciousness.)

His dishes. Took forever. Some other dishes, done by somebody else, while he was wasn’t there, what do those dishes matter? Those are hardly any dishes at all!

Therefore his own dishes are vaster and more slow. It’s just human nature. Each roommate knows for certain that he does more than 50% of the dishes.

How is this useful?

Firstly, in any kind of negotiation, even though you know that you’ve done more than 50% of the blah-blah-blah, you’ve got to pretend to understand when the other person swears that they do more of the blah-blah-blah. For example, if you are married, your wife. As she will tell you, she does far more work around here than you do.

Grinny Bearit. Just the way life works. Another of God’s little jests. Let us all laugh together. Like this: Ha ha ha!

There. Knowing this valuable Rule-O-Thumb, go forth and prosper.

Humans in groups are generally clumsy, and damn few humans are skillful enough to actually create a Conspiracy.

That’s it. The vast majority of things that go wrong are doing so because humans can not work together, and not because some skillful group of humans is both effective and secret.

For example, let’s say that I’m concerned about global warming, and about fossel fuels, and about the gubbamint.

Does this mean that I decide to give up driving my Ford Focus grandly about the town?

Not at all.

Instead, I drive grandly about in the Ford Focus, worrying about global warming, fossel fuels, and blamingthe gubbamint. Blaming is so much easier than walking, as I drive grandly around in the Ford Focus.

And if there’s one thing a human knows how to do, it’s how to conserve energy. His own energy.

[See also Law 23 of Roommates and Dishes.]

So, just as a practical matter, getting together with a secret group of people in order to do something, doing it effectively and then still keeping it secret? Not usually likely.

It was our Foundering Father, Benjy Franklin, who said, “Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead.”

Humans, keeping a secret effectively? Naw!

Humans, operating effectively as a group? Haw!

Humans creating a conspiracy without shooting themselves in their collective feet? Pshaw!

So you can relax. They’re not really out to get you. You just got run over by ordinary human incompetence, greed, clumsiness, thoughtlessness, and avarice.

Feel better now?

There. Knowing this valuable Rule-O-Thumb, go forth and prosper.

Charlie is a cross between a beagle and a border collie. He has the dark eyes of a beagle, looking very much like Rudolph Valentino. We almost named him Valentino, because we carried him to the Humane Society for the mandatory one week, and then adopted him on Valentine’s day.

But he’s a rugged young fellow, and ‘Charlie’ sounded more down to earth. Not that he stays down to earth. He runs like the wind. When she takes him to the dog park, he leaps the fence like it was nothing, and runs far, far to the east, in and out of the bushes, and then far, far to the west. Now you see him. Now you don’t.

Other dog-park visitors call out, “Look! He’s over there!” and point. And then they cry, “And look! Now he’s way over there!”

Adrienne just smiles.

And, so far, he always comes back.

It’s wonderful to watch him run. He flashes across the field, hardly seeming to touch the ground.

How wonderful to be an animal. He helps me to remember.