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John looked out the window of his office. He was on space station Epsilon orbiting Earth. The year was 2245, the twenty-third century. It had been a long handful of days for the commander. The stars shined brightly. He could see different constellations out his window. It reminded him of many things in life. Mostly the fact that life was fragile. Nothing was really set in stone. Life could end at any moment, John was highly aware of this. The door chimed, interrupting John’s thoughts. “Come in.” He said. John’s aide entered the room. “Commander.” She said. “I thought you should know, the results you were waiting for? They came in.” Handing John a piece of paper with the findings, she waited his response. John looked at the paper for a moment. He frowned at what he saw. Sitting down in his chair, John sighed. “You’re certain this is accurate Susan?” Susan nodded. Her blonde hair seemed to shimmer off of the lights in the office. Her blue eyes locking with his to confirm her stateme...

The Man Behind The Curtain

Once upon a time, there was a man who lived behind a curtain. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary, he just didn't want to be seen by anyone. George was his name, and he didn't have any friends. So no one wanted to see him to begin with. However, George didn't know this. It wasn't that he hated people, he just disliked them. A lot. One day, as George was going about his daily routine which consisted of looking out the window of his small one bedroom apartment, George noticed a piece of paper on the ground outside. Outside. George panicked. He wanted desperately to find out what the piece of paper said, but wasn't sure he wanted to actually go outside. It was a simple yes/no option. Would he go outside or not? Putting on his coat, George headed towards the door. Taking a step outside, he looked around. No one seemed to notice him. That was good enough. George walked out into the middle of the street and picked up the piece of paper. It read: That wasn...

Never A Dull Moment

Jennifer walked down the sidewalk towards her apartment. The sun was shining and the sky was blue. She smiled at the thought of going home and turning on the television and just relaxing. Work had been kinda stressful for her. She was ready to just forget about it all and get over whatever she had gone through that day. Upon arriving home, she took off her shoes and plopped down on the couch in front of her television. Pressing the button on the remote she noticed it wasn't working. Either her TV was on the fritz or her power was out. She reached over and clicked the lamp's switch. Nothing happened. "Oh don't worry about those, you won't be needing them." A female voice said. It was her voice. Jennifer turned around to see herself standing in the entry way of the kitchen. "Don't freak out, I'm you." The other Jennifer said. "Call me Jenny." Jennifer stood up slowly. She hadn't used the nickname Jenny in a long time. Not si...

Ever feel like no one is listening?

Ever have that feeling that no one is listening to you? Yeah, that feeling. It can be a strong feeling to have, a hurtful feeling also. The worst is when a psychiatrist says they're listening but all they do is toss medications at you. I mean yeah, the medications are good to work with, but when you don't feel seen or heard it can drop you down low. I don't know if I'm making any sense right now. I do believe I'm going through an episode of sorts. It's not fun at all and I know that. Hell, anyone who goes through this illness knows that.

Life Ain't Easy

Let's face it, this life isn't easy. Ther are things that we must do daily in order to survive. It can feel like you don't have any control over anything. Personally, I don't like feeling like this. Powerlessness is like the worst thing you can go through. Yet here we are wondering what there is to do about this life. Life has an interesting way to let you know you're alive. I suppose it's that simple. If simple is even the right word to use here. I'm not quite certain. There are days where this life feels like it's a chore. There's nothing going on that's important, and we are just doing our mundane things in and out. Every day the same thing. It's consistent, I'll give you that, but it can be boring. Sometimes you just have to go with the crowd and see what happens. There isn't a reason for it not to work out I guess, but well what can you do about it? Not much I'm afraid, not much at all. That's alright though, you have th...

Ghosts - Halloween 3 - Carol Comes Back

Okay, Ghosts this week was an interesting one. I hope they don't keep the Carol character around much and she gets sucked off quickly. But if she has to stick around, Pete isn't going to do well with that at all. So, the gist is, Carol died in the kitchen during a Halloween party. So now she's part of the property and can't leave. Poor Pete. I'm not a fan of Carol, let's face it. And we find that Flower is in the bottom of well. When she was an owl, she must have fallen down there somehow, and poof gone. Or maybe she didn't get sucked off like we thought? She said she's been down in the well for a month and can't get out. So, who knows what's going on with that. I mean she might not have been sucked off at all. Interesting thought process.

Easy Way To Create HTML/XML String

A simple way to create html tags in Java. It won't create a tree that you can parse, but it will create the text needed. You see we'll use the StringBuilder class along with the Formatter class to accomplish this. This provides a simple way to format a string without using String.format inside of a sb.append call. import java.util.Formatter; import java.util.Locale; public class LocalMe { public static void main(String[] args) { StringBuilder sb = new StringBuilder(); Formatter formatter = new Formatter(sb, Locale.ENGLISH); formatter.format("<%s>%s</%s>", "greeting", "Hello World", "greeting"); System.out.println(formatter.toString()); } }