Uncarefulness

   Lucky tossed, what looked like an old thermos in the back of his truck. Didn't know he was toting around a brew, with a Scoville index of Satanic proportions; that was nominally stable at 41 kelvin, and that the disguised super-cooled containment vessel had a battery with a limited charge; powering a mini-cooling plant running full out trying to keep that genii in the bottle. Lucky had no second thoughts about leaving it in the sun, in the back of a truck, nestled in a old rubber inner-tube; and he might've, at least started out in the cool of the morning.

I will finally finish Finnegan's Wake.

The chromatic typewriter by Tyree Callahan will revolutionize the way we read.  The page in the typewriter, is from Joseph Conrad's Book: The Duel (The Point Of Honor: A Military Tale).  Remarkable!

The genius of ignorance

  The form of focused S-Foof that Lucky is working with, is contained in a vessel that has been developed at a high cost in terms of human life and property; and the fact that Lucky had no idea he was on a testing run - to find out - if in fact - any part of the preconceived plan could be carried out; couldn't have been known to anyone in higher levels of the resistance.  So by a necessity dictated by the rules of the instruction manual,  " How to Plan and Operate a Parallel enigmatic cellular insurgency"; almost everybody and every thing, that's involved in the insurgency; and a partisan of the resistance, is completely ignorant of the other aspects of the organization, and it's operation.  In some cases the partizan involved has no idea that they are part of the resistance, and manipulated into action by secondary contacts, and of course through hacking their infection.

Clearing the air

   According to Wikipedia, - { Foof or Dioxgen difluoride is a compound with the formula O2F2. It exists as an orange solid that melts into a red liquid at −163 °C[1] It is a strong oxidant and decomposes into OF2 and oxygen even at −160 °C (4% per day)} - .  Clearly it's a very reactive compound and the list of people and places killed and poisoned in the development of the "focused S-FOOF" device is a lengthy one.  In fact  the development of focused S-FOOF has flayed open the existence of the resistance to the intelligence division at M - corporation, by a chain of exothermal events that have formed a regular pattern.  Each individual explosion, implosion, or uncontrolled reaction, doesn't seem to be out of the ordinary, and are explained away in a verified manor, as industrial accidents.  but when grouped together, form a timeline that point to the development of some nastiness by the NDM.    
  M - Corp agents investigative field work is carry out on a superficial level, and the information is usually gleaned through obituary listings of chemist, applied scientist, theoretical engineers; and local reports of mysterious subsonic audio booms, tremors, and hypersonic tones of varying frequency.  The relative ease of gathering that data have lead M - Corp's deep cover agents to gain no real covert investigative experience, and they have missed out on most of the more important aspects the the resistance ties to the NDM, even to the point of not comprehending the importance of a very useful field manual and discarding it

PID 1360

Summer time activities

   With the locusts thrumming their hypnotic sound and a couple of little rends twittering that fast talk of a song, the fat summer morning was turning into a bloated hot afternoon.  One fly landed on top of his head while another snuck down to the back of his knee.  At the same instance he made for that tormentor from Hell, that satanic angle, that wicked piece of gods creation, on the top of his head, the stealthy ass hole on the back of his knee, excreted acid, dissolved his flesh,  then sucked it up though a proboscis.  Its hard to say if it was pain or more like an electric shock.  And as such,  Lucky went down as if the riot police from some southern district had knee capped him like a Yankee college student.

Mati Klarwein

I think I see a code violation.

Laurie Lipton 

A commissioned piece made for the 1NANIF.

Not so recently I gave a quick history of  the lNANIF (lost north American Napoleonic Invasion Force),and because of that publication, my skills as a wood carver were contracted for use by the lNANIF to build a piece of equipment.  How I was contacted I cannot divulge; and when they took the order I cannot say; but how they came and picked up the order, leads me to this assumption.  Some of the people who make up the lNANIF have developed a very specialized set of senses, that enable them to navigate the Earths atmosphere misdetected.  I will hazard my credibility to state, that a selective breeding program has netted those aeronauts some individuals with telepathic tendencies; and technological enhancements are needed to focus and amplify those Intellectual faculties; and the manifold I was asked to build is one part of this amplification system.  Yes I know this seems "far out", but as I was asked to use a specific type of wood from a particular epoch in time,  my speculation for this highly specific specification is that the vibration, or the Aura, must be important in some way; and my belief is that it some how hooks into a larger system of tubes, funnels, diaphragms, valves, and other manifolds; just one part of a telepathic amplification/receiver system. 

The object itself: