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<entry><title>Order 66 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/Order+66"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/Order+66</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2005-06-01T04:26:47Z</published><updated>2005-06-01T04:26:47Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/title/Star+Wars%253A+Episode+III+-+Revenge+of+the+Sith&quot;&gt;Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; spoilers ahead!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Order 66&quot; is the command override on the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Clone+Trooper&quot;&gt;Clone Trooper&lt;/a&gt;s programming which causes them to turn on their Jedi generals and murder them.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Order 66 is issued by &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Chancellor+Palpatine&quot;&gt;Chancellor Palpatine&lt;/a&gt; at the end of the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Clone+Wars&quot;&gt;Clone Wars&lt;/a&gt; (see &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Star+Wars&quot;&gt;Star Wars&lt;/a&gt; Episode III: &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Revenge+of+the+Sith&quot;&gt;Revenge of the Sith&lt;/a&gt;) as he consolidates his power and rises to become &lt;a href=&quot;/title/The+Emperor&quot;&gt;The Emperor&lt;/a&gt;. Specifically he says, &quot;It is time. Execute order 66.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Many &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Jedi&quot;&gt;Jedi&lt;/a&gt; were wiped out by their own troops. There was no warning. The only Jedi known to have survived were the masters &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Yoda&quot;&gt;Yoda&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Obi+Wan+Kenobi&quot;&gt;Obi Wan Kenobi&lt;/a&gt;. There are rumors other Jedi survived, only to be later hunted down by the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Sith+Lord&quot;&gt;Sith Lord&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Darth+Vader&quot;&gt;Darth Vader&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
</entry><entry><title>Johnnie Johnson (person)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/Johnnie+Johnson"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/Johnnie+Johnson</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2005-04-14T17:03:43Z</published><updated>2005-04-14T17:03:43Z</updated>
<content type="html">Johnnie Clyde Johnson &lt;br&gt;
Born: July 8, 1924, in Fairmont, W.Va.&lt;br&gt;
Died: April 13, 2005, in St. Louis, MO&lt;br&gt;&lt;hr&gt;

Johnson was a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Rock+and+Roll+Hall+of+Fame&quot;&gt;Rock and Roll Hall of Fame&lt;/a&gt; pianist who was long-standing &lt;a href=&quot;/title/sideman&quot;&gt;sideman&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Chuck+Berry&quot;&gt;Chuck Berry&lt;/a&gt;. 

&lt;p&gt;
He was the son of a coal-miner and learned to play the piano at the age of 4. During &lt;a href=&quot;/title/WWII&quot;&gt;WWII&lt;/a&gt; while serving in the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Marine+Corps&quot;&gt;Marine Corps&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Pacific&quot;&gt;Pacific&lt;/a&gt;, Johnnie played in a band with musicians from &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Count+Basie&quot;&gt;Count Basie&lt;/a&gt;'s and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Lionel+Hampton&quot;&gt;Lionel Hampton&lt;/a&gt;'s bands. 


&lt;p&gt;

Johnson was once known as the &quot;baddest right hand in the land.&quot; He primarily played &lt;a href=&quot;/title/boogie-woogie&quot;&gt;boogie-woogie&lt;/a&gt;-style piano and played in Berry's band for most of the 50's and then on and off in later decades. He also played with such acts as &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Keith+Richards&quot;&gt;Keith Richards&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Bob+Weir&quot;&gt;Bob Weir&lt;/a&gt; and his band &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Ratdog&quot;&gt;Ratdog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Eric+Clapton&quot;&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Buddy+Guy&quot;&gt;Buddy Guy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p&gt;

Johnson and Berry had a long musical relationship filled with up's and downs. In 1952, Johnnie was fronting a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/blues&quot;&gt;blues&lt;/a&gt; combo called Sir John's Trio at the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Cosmopolitan+Club&quot;&gt;Cosmopolitan Club&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/East+St.+Louis&quot;&gt;East St. Louis&lt;/a&gt;, where he hired berry as&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>January 22, 2005 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/January+22%252C+2005"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/January+22%252C+2005</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2005-01-23T03:42:00Z</published><updated>2005-01-23T03:42:00Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Please me have no regrets...&lt;p&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;
Drove back north to Lafayette, Indiana (shithole of a town) and picked up my bus from the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Firestone&quot;&gt;Firestone&lt;/a&gt; where it was parked. Brought it back to &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Louisville&quot;&gt;Louisville&lt;/a&gt;. After paying for the rental for 3 days, the tow dolly, the gas for my buddy to drive me down there, lunch and miscellaneous expensed related to buying him a tow hitch so he could pull her back home the trip cost me about as much as it would have to have a wrecker tow her to Louisville and with much less stress. Oh well, hindsight is, as they say, 20/20.&lt;p&gt;
One last bit of bad luck, we stopped for lunch at &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Stake+and+Shake&quot;&gt;Stake and Shake&lt;/a&gt; and I dropped my walled on their floor as we walked out of the place. When I realized it and called them I was relieved to hear they had found it. We went and picked it back up but it was $20 lighter than it had been previously. That was all that was missing. Bad karma and curses to that robber.&lt;p&gt;
So now the bus is sitting at the &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Volksdoctor&quot;&gt;Volksdoctor&lt;/a&gt; waiting to be fixed. I'm going to just go ahead&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>January 21, 2005 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/January+21%252C+2005"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/January+21%252C+2005</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2005-01-21T05:23:31Z</published><updated>2005-01-21T05:23:31Z</updated>
<content type="html">The last couple of days have really sucked.
&lt;p&gt;I moved to Louisville, Kentucky yesterday. On the drive down here from Chicago my &lt;a href=&quot;/title/VW&quot;&gt;VW&lt;/a&gt; overheated. I pulled into &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Lafayette%252C+Indiana&quot;&gt;Lafayette, Indiana&lt;/a&gt; to check out the problem. Turned out two of my head gaskets were blown. I spent the night at a local hotel unable to sleep for despair at the cost of the repair and the indecision as to what to do next.&lt;p&gt; Well the next day I rented a van, shifted all my stuff from the VW to it and drove the rest of the way here leaving my van sitting at a Firestone lot 190 miles to the north. Saturday I'm going to go with my friend Dave back up there with a tow dolly we're going to rent from a U-haul shop and pick the avn up and tow it back to Louisville.&lt;p&gt;Once it's here I don't know what I'm going to do with it. I might try to find a new engine for it or I might just leave it sit and buy another car.&lt;p&gt;
So today I went out to try and 1) find a job and 2) find a new car. Found out that no dealership will finance an auto for me without me&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>August 8, 2004 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/August+8%252C+2004"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/August+8%252C+2004</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2004-08-09T01:06:00Z</published><updated>2004-08-09T01:06:00Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Whew&lt;p&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;Well its been a hell of a summer so far...
Just to catch you all up I last worked in January. Then In March I traveled to Thailand and Loas for 50 days. I returned to Germany on April 21 to collect unemploymnet money. Then in June, on the 8th my son came to Europe from Louisville, Kentucky to travel with me to Italy and Spain. By this time I had moved out of a room after having my cameras stolen out of it by who I suspect was my roomate and was now couch surfing at my friends house ( a condition I still find myself in when Im in Germany). So Quinn and I spent 10 days traveling from Venice to Rome via Ravenna and had an up and down time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whew!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;
When we reuturned to Germany my son went to spend some time with his grnadfather on June 22 (my ex´s father who lives on a US army base here and works for the military). Well Things didn´t go as expected, my son decided he would rather remain with Grandpa and so he ended up staying in Germany instead of coming with me to Spain. I went to&amp;hellip;</content>
</entry><entry><title>June 2, 2004 (idea)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/June+2%252C+2004"/><id>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever/writeups/June+2%252C+2004</id><author><name>NothingLasts4ever</name><uri>http://everything2.com:80/user/NothingLasts4ever</uri></author><published>2004-06-02T21:42:53Z</published><updated>2004-06-02T21:42:53Z</updated>
<content type="html">&lt;b&gt;SHIT&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;hr&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

I live in a house that is more like a &lt;a href=&quot;/title/squat&quot;&gt;squat&lt;/a&gt;. I have lived there once before and no good came of it so when I came back from Thailand what do I go and do? move in there again.&lt;p&gt;So now it's all coming to an end again roughly 40 days and nights later. And no good came from this 'house' once again. &lt;p&gt;
Saturday I was in &lt;a href=&quot;/title/Darmstadt&quot;&gt;Darmstadt&lt;/a&gt; visiting friends when at about 8:20 I got a call from my romate Dirk, saying the house had been boken into (not his room, just mine, you see) and that my cameras were gone and the place was a mess.
well I came home and sure enought my room was a mess. I was rpped off. They stole the camera with witch I had just shot 45 rolls of film on in Thailand and Laos. Ouch.
&lt;p&gt;
Suspicions are aroused imeediately agains both my roomate who had previously stolen some pot from me (1-2 grams). suspicions are also directed agains Heinrich's junkie like friends. It's likely I'll never know for certain who did this to me and if they knew me or if it was for money or&amp;hellip;</content>
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