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Uh, no thanks
The other day my new beau said something in plain English. It had absolutely no curse words. It was just about the funniest thing I have heard in ages, funny in that “OOO, ya got me sonny”, kind of way. And I can’t post it. Grr. Believe me, it was good.
The other thing he says is “Blog it!” whenever something particularly outrageous, funny or bizarre happens. And I have to respond, “If I can figure out how to do that without sounding like too much of a cheesewit, I’ll get right on it.”
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Jeff’s car is at the Krankenhaus for rotors; Margot is quacking like a duck because that is actually an inhalation noise vibrating against her soft palate and she is otherwise ludicrously healthy; I have finished putting “Written in Water” into sheet music format; I am now off to Richmond to chill with my new friend. Xenon is being played in the basement as I type.
WWII explained in brief pictorial format
But will the evidence support it?
Keith, alas, is unemployed
He can use the lab as a reference on a resume… they just weren’t busy enough. Not an issue with him… it’s the economy, stupid.
His comment. “I have never lost a job for insolence, incompetence, or tardiness. And I will keep saying that in interviews until it is no longer true.”
I love how he just doesn’t lose his sense of humour when all this crap is raining down.
Yeah! Hell yeahs!
Tomorrow, Avatar in IMAX 3D with my new friend.
Also, I will never do a secular Christmas carol this well, and I don’t care. I still will do it anyway.
Young people today are so creative and wonderful. Don’t you think? I mean, when they aren’t like the little bastards down at New West SS pushing me off the sidewalk into the traffic on Canada Way.
Remember what Martha Graham said:
“There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, nor how valuable it is, nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep open and aware directly to the urges that motivate YOU. Keep the channel open… No artist is pleased… There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction; a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.”
Square bubbles?
“Before you make claims about physics, check with a vaudevillian.” Advice I intend to take in future.
Two pieces of news
This remarkable open letter to the Governor of Makkah (Mecca) follows on. Yes, the translation into English isn’t perfect. It’s still a remarkably ballsy thing to write.
I must have seen news about the floods in Saudi Arabia but it never registered before today.
Something big, noisy and unidentified
Is living in the carport ceiling.
Awesome animation (8 minutes)
Sea monster vs oil rig. Oil rig loses.
A bagel named Mobius
I freely admit it, I am a fan of the Steampunk Aesthetic
And if you are too, you will LOVE this. SFW.
My happy day
I will go to a stationery store in the morning and a band audition in the afternoon, and so I am very happy.
Now, waffles.
I do not think that word means what you think it means
I went looking for a definition of the word valent, and got this uber-ripped male model instead. Thank you, internet!
sunburn in December
about noon, when I’m feeling very sorry for myself, the phone rings, and Mike says, “Guess where I am?” and I say, “the beach” because that’s what I always say, and he says, “Nope, next best thing, get over here.” SO I WAS SUNBATHING on his balcony and drinking Winter Ale on December 1, and it re-set my little brain clock. That killed a few hours. Mike loved the new chill tune, so I played him the tune it was extracted from. I loves me that Kaossilator.
Home again around 5, called Katie, made her a nourishing dinner of pot roast, yams and broccoli with gravy, and then we went to the Roxy for Red City Breakout, as she has a planet sized crush on the entirely charming lead singer. Got home around midnight.
Complete with my sunburn. Me happy!