Missive from ‘Merica: Last Christmas

Happy Boxing Day, Dear Reader 😀

Thoughtful Man is out working today. The last Boxing Day he worked was in 2010, he reminded me this morning. It was after the Boys had made an appearance at Craven Cottage, as mascots at the Fulham match against WHAM…

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*Oh they were so cute, Clicky! Mind you, The Hammers beat us 1 – 3, so they weren’t particularly lucky mascots for The Cottagers…*

*Yeah, that was a shocker…*

Should you find yourself mourning the passing of George Michael, Dear Reader, may I suggestion you take your mind off the sad news by immersing yourself in an unfestive festive message from my good friend, The Okie Devil from Texas, below. It has cat gifs… 😉

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CHRISTMAS!!! It’s Almost Here!!!

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The end of it that is. But when does Christmas really end? Midnight on the 25th? Because anymore? The motherfucker starts sometime around July. And really gets obvious long before November anymore. There were some stores putting out their Christmas shit at the same time they were putting out their Halloween shit. Which is fucked up if you ask me…because the last thing in the fucking WORLD that I wanna think about around the time of Halloween…is Christmas. But that’s just me…I’m evil.

^Roll It Up – The Crystal Method^

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I guess I can review “What I Got For Christmas”…which normally is quite easy, cause I get very little if anything. However, when I arrived over on this side of town the other day, I made the mistake of mentioning that my shoe had blow the sole out of it during the course of a conversation with my son. This resulted in whatshername buying me a new pair of Converse Hi-Tops. I also received…
A shirt.
Socks.
$100.00 in U.S. currency. (That’s gonna be about what…$2.32 £?)
Anyway, the cash that I received was a $100 bill, and it was one of the new ones, and it was creepy as fuck. It had a goddamn microchip in it. The bill itself was pretty cool, cause when you hold it up to a light, some of the shit on the back shows through, there’s all kinds of crazy shit in there I guess to prevent counterfeiting, and I bet the bill costs more to make than it’s worth. Well, in “Economic Terms according to Economists” I’m sure it’s prolly valueless. However, I was able to take it to the corner store today and trade it in for three BRAND FUCKING NEW cans of snuff. They even gave me change. I’m hopelessly addicted to this rotten plant that is gonna give me tooth cancer. Assuming they stay in long enough.

^MK2 – Drive Away^

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WARNING: THIS SECTION MAY GIVE YOU EYE AND/OR EAR CANCER!!!
Assuming that you read out loud.
Which…that makes me wonder.
Is it the content, or the inflection?
Meaning…the intent.
Like…if you read something that SOUNDS angry, but it wasn’t written under the auspices of “being angry” or even “projecting anger”…what does that say about you?
Maybe just have perception problems.
Afterall…most problems…are yours.
Right?
So if you read something “bad” out loud, and you get ear cancer instead of eye cancer, what does that say?
Anything?
I dunno. It just seems to me that even tho there are things that many if not most, and sometimes even ALL…can agree…yeah, this shit is bad.
But doesn’t that “bad” also need to tickle the “good” part in order to identify what is bad?
I believe that is called bias.
But that’s just me.
I’m biased.

^MK2 – The Darkness^

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RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!!
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From today’s featured article…
Tropical Storm Vamei – a Pacific tropical cyclone that formed closer to the equator than any other tropical cyclone in the Pacific Ocean. The last storm of the 2001 Pacific typhoon season, Vamei developed on December 26 at 1.4° N in the South China Sea.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tropical_Storm_Vamei
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Mardi Gras: Spring Break – a 2011 comedy/road trip film. It stars Nicholas D’Agosto, Josh Gad, Bret Harrison, Arielle Kebbel, Danneel Harris, Regina Hall, and Carmen Electra. It is directed by Phil Dornfield. The film follows a trio of senior college students who visit New Orleans during the Mardi Gras season.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mardi_Gras:_Spring_Break
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C. J. Aiken – an American professional basketball player who currently plays for Wilki Morskie Szczecin of the Polish Basketball League. He played college basketball for Saint Joseph’s University.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C._J._Aiken
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Community Newspaper Holdings – an American publisher of newspapers and advertising-related publications throughout the United States. The company was formed in 1997 by Ralph Martin, and is based in Montgomery, Alabama (after moving from Birmingham, Alabama in September 2011). The company is financed by the Retirement Systems of Alabama.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Community_Newspaper_Holdings
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Leatherwood, Tennessee – an unincorporated community located in Wayne County, Tennessee.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leatherwood,_Tennessee
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HMSAS Africana – a minesweeping trawler of the South African Seaward Defence Force during the Second World War. She was originally a sea fisheries research vessel and was latter fitted for mine-sweeping and survey duties in the early 1930s.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HMSAS_Africana
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Stokenbury Cemetery – a historic cemetery on Arkansas Highway 16 in Elkins, Arkansas. Established c.1846, it is the best-preserved property representing the early settlement of Elkins (now a bedroom suburb of Fayetteville).
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stokenbury_Cemetery
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Freedom Evolves – a 2003 popular science and philosophy book by Daniel C. Dennett. Dennett describes the book as an installment of a lifelong philosophical project, earlier parts of which were The Intentional Stance, Consciousness Explained and Elbow Room. It attempts to give an account of free will and moral responsibility which is complementary to Dennett’s other views on consciousness and personhood.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freedom_Evolves
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Sir William Gladstone, 7th Baronet – a retired teacher and officer of the Royal Navy. He was Chief Scout of the United Kingdom from 1972 to 1982.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sir_William_Gladstone,_7th_Baronet
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Dunterlie Park (1906–1919) – a football ground in Barrhead, Scotland. It was the home ground of Arthurlie between 1906 and 1919, and was the second of three grounds to bear the same name.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunterlie_Park_(1906%E2%80%931919)
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Antiochus Kantemir – a Moldavian who served as a man of letters, diplomat, and prince during the Russian Enlightenment. He has been called “the father of Russian poetry”.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antiochus_Kantemir
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Sherwood Colliery F.C. – an English football club based in Mansfield Woodhouse, Nottinghamshire.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sherwood_Colliery_F.C.
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Dina Iordanova – an educationalist and Professor of Film Studies at the University of St. Andrews. A specialist in world cinema, her special expertise is in the cinema of the Balkans, Eastern Europe, and Europe in general. Her research approaches cinema on a meta-national level and focuses on the dynamics of transnational film; she has special interest in issues related to cinema at the periphery and in alternative historiography.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dina_Iordanova
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FNAR – a group that has blown up several radar speed traps in France. They have demanded from the government lower taxes, more motorist-friendly policies, an end to immigration, and 4 million euros.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FNAR
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Suel A. Sheldon – a member of the Michigan Senate.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suel_A._Sheldon
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Harnam Singh – the second son of Raja Sir Randhar Singh Bahadur, GCSI, Raja of Kapurthala and younger brother of Raja Karak Singh Bahadur, Raja of Kapurthala.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harnam_Singh
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For those not familiar with “my shit”…that was/is what is known as one of my Random Wikipedia rants. I just go to Wikipedia, check out the “featured article” on the main page, then I click the “random” link 15 times, and see what in the fuck comes up. Usually some damned interesting stuff. But I have varied tastes. I guess I’m not as biased as I thought. /me shrugs
Give it a try yourself sometime.
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^Koyaanisqatsi + Riders on the Storm (Nightmares on Wax Remix)^

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Yeah…there’s a lot of shit on this tiny little planet of ours that is getting smaller and smaller by the day. I have no idea where we are gonna put all this shit. Butt I bet you prolly have some suggestions as to where exactly I can put all my shit. Not that it’s the same place that you keep your shit or anything. I mean…we all have brains…right?

^Adana Twins – Strange (Original Mix)^

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Open the pod bay doors HAL.
Do you know what that means? Where that phrase originated, and what it is in reference to?
Did you pick it up from some Internet Meme, or some song, or poster, or advertisement?
Or have you actually seen the movie where this phrase originated, and know for yourself as to the logic, or some would say, lack of logic, behind what is behind this phrase?
Has all of the bullshit that this phrase has been subjected to diluted this phrase?
Or is that choice ours.
I admit that I was/am not too fond of the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey itself, but then again I’ve never read the book.
Perhaps I should.
Perhaps someday, I will.
We’ll see eh?
Unless we don’t.
What is important to you?
How the fuck would I know?
Do I need to know?
I guess, only if I do…eh?

^ZZ Top – Rough Boy (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)^

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Sometimes? Things…just… … …go wrong.
Weird that things can turn out kinda right, when things get kinda sideways.
Of course, you’ll need to watch the video below to have the slightest inkling as to the current frame of reference to which I am referring. Assuming that you can. I dunno. I’m not where you are. I am where I am. I could describe the video to you, but it’s one of those things that…ya just gotta see for yourself.
Hal: “I don’t want to see it…I’ve GOT to see it.”
Movie = Shallow Hal

^Tony Pedregon Dickie Venables Indy 2005 bad accident Stagging to fuel funny car Nitro^

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I guess most of the time when I write, it sounds as tho I know what the fuck I am talking about. Even tho I realize that I accomplish that by coming off as if I have no fucking clue what I am talking about. Which I don’t. I have no answer(s), and I am not a “truth seeker” as is so popular among certain sections of…whatever section you are researching or reading about or whatever to find the whatever you are searching for. I prefer the term “seeker”…because it’s less more and less broad in it’s scope…more or less anyway. To me, it helps me along my journey. But that’s just me. Ya gotta keep in mind that I am a complete and total loser who could fuck up a two car funeral. I guess the primary problem that I have with respect to “Truth Seekers” is what they omit. And what do they omit? I dunno. But like most people, they sure as shit don’t like it when they find it. I know I don’t. Being “wrong”…hurts. Being right…well…that hurts just as much to me. But that’s just me. Yes…there is some satisfaction in “knowing that you are right.” Just don’t get left.
Truth seems to be where you find it.
Not where you look for it.

^Paul McCartney – Monkberry Moon Delight (1971)^

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I dunno what to tell ya. Not that I’m trying to tell you anything other than I dunno what to tell ya or anything like that. But it just seems to me that the more we share? The more stingy we can be without being stingy at all. Where is that line between benevolent and stingy? I dunno. But someone is SURE to point it out to you. I myself am trying to not be so stingy with my reserve. Good luck figuring that one out.

^Lunatic Calm – Leave You Far Behind (Original Video)^

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I hope your Christmas was everything you wanted it to be.
Even if you wanted it to not be.
Or just wanted it to be over.
You still wanted it to be.
You just wanted it to be…whatever you wanted it to be.
Doesn’t really change things for me.
But I’m weird like that.
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-cYa-
c-F-a
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^Underworld Born Slippy^

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*/taps foot… Fuck! He’s off again… /sigh… Bloody Clicky Wiki Wander…*

*Bastard! Creeping up on me like that… Nearly gave me a heart attack…*

Missive from ‘Merica: :O Our American Cousin…

Dear Reader, I’ve had a perfect Christmas Eve… */shrugs…* Well, I’ve enjoyed mine. First up Hugo, author of Cultish, has been sending me installments of a Christmas story he’s writing. It’s about bunnies…

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*/coughs… Something like that, Clicky…*

Thoughtful Man, too, gave me a story to read when he came home from work. It was an impulse buy whilst refueling his taxi. Bastard! I haven’t bought him anything…

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*Completely! …/facepalm… We agreed, Clicky, we wouldn’t buy each other presents… I really thought he was going to stick to it this year… Bastard!*

Finally, I received a Christmas missive (“for YOU!!!”) from The Okie Devil, Cade…

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*/jaw drops… How did you know? Only one video shows up below… /looks down… He did something to it, Clicky… /squints… Fucked if I know…*

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M3RRY FUCKING X-MAS FUCKF4CES!!!

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How much money did YOU spend this year?

That much eh?

Perhaps you should spend more.

May I suggest…a better paying job.

BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME!!!

So…”what’s this all about?”…you may ask yourself.

I dunno. 

What’s it all about?

What do you want?

What do you need?

OBVIOUSLY…you have a shitload of spare time, otherwise, you wouldn’t be wasting your time reading my bullshit. I’m just drifting along on my rocket-powered jet boat…headed the wrong direction as fast as I possibly can. Against the current. With the current. Sideways-ish to the current. Whatever works.

What works for you?

I dunno what works for you. And what works for me may not work for you.
One thing is obvious tho. The more shit you can cram into your head in anticipation of what may be to come down the road? The more spare time you would appear to have to waste time on preparing for something that may never happen.

Not that I am trying to dissuade you from anything or anything.

So why would you attempt and dissuade me from anything?

Not that you are or anything.

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Look at it like this. In most “developed nations”…I don’t think anyone can argue, that if public water supplies were suddenly unavailable for whatever reason(s)? Yeah. A lotta people are gonna be in deep shit real fucking fast and in short order. So what do we do? I dunno. What DO we do? I guess the better question would be…

Q: What are we doing and why?

A: ???

Are you reconciling the past with the present for the sake of the future? Or are you living in the present? Are you ARE living in the present are you? Then explain the retirement fund.

The 401K?

The “college fund”?

The life-insurance policy/policies?

Health insurance?

Do these thing bring you happiness?

Or security?

Or both?

Cause if so…what are you bitching about?

Diseases you may never contract?

Accidents you may never have?

Freshman years that may never arrive?

Lotta insurances and assurances there for people to be so goddamn glum. So let’s bring it to the day to day, and let’s use something simple…
Q: What were you prohibited from doing today?

A: Say fucking WHAT?!?!?!?

Q: Today. What were you prohibited from doing, that you wanted to do, and who prohibited you from doing it?

A: ???!!!???…!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I’m gonna stop right…fucking…there.

If you read the article above, in the fourth paragraph of the article, second paragraph under the “Cellular Morphology” section, there is the following statement…

Saccharomyces produces ascospores, especially when grown on V-8 medium

What in the FLYING MOTHER FUCKING FUCK…is a “V-8 Medium?!?!?”

Any why “especially” should I be growing this shit on “a V-8 medium?”

Wait…

I have an idea!

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Learning to go fast.

It’s something that you have to learn fast.

You also have to learn how to go slow…fast!

Weird.

So thinking about speed, which means we need to think about time…and when thinking about speed and time TOGETHER…that means we also need to add distance. So I’ll reference the equation Distance over Time = Speed, or D/T = S. Which of these are most important? All…DUH! Can’t have one without the other eh? Can’t have the one without the three, that makes one outta two via one. Sound confusing?

Q: What is the dropout rate in any level at any age for any school of any type in any country anywhere on this planet Earth/Terra of ours?

A: ???

While you chew on that…

Q: What would that dropout rate be if there were no schools?

A: (GIMME A FUCKING BREAK…you might be saying)

Nope.

There’s all kinds of neeto stuff to learn on this planet. And we owe ALL of that to our forefathers and foremothers and other motherfuckers like that. Sorry, but I don’t like to discriminate when speaking in generalities.

😉 

But yeah…um…school and schools and schooling and stuff like that. There we some people that I grew up with, who’s relatives opened one of the first public schools in The State of Texas. That has always stuck with me, because I always wanted to be a teacher. I like teaching, I enjoy it, but I was too stupid and too poor to even think about college. I’ve always had trouble SPELLING the fucking word “college”…and never knew what the fucking difference between college and university was, other than neither concerned me, nor would they ever. But thinking about “a public school”…that sounds to me like it should be something that would have it’s doors open to anyone who wanted to attend…NOW we have to be certified and educated in educating, and treating all of the little eggs the same, because…their just stupid kids who don’t know shit from Shinola anyway.

Q: How easy is it to learn?

A: ???

Q: What if you learn “too fast” or “too easily” in comparison to the other little eggs?

A: ¿¿¿

Lemme guess…that makes you “a bad egg.”

Not that I have any experience with that sort of thing or anything.

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Yeah…I got no answers either. I just know that “life sucks and then you die” or “life’s a bitch, and then you marry one” or insert whatever clever and witty whatever type of cliche that also will make absolutely zero sense to me personally. I’m pretty big on examining both points at each end and all points inbetween. But words like “inbetween” kinda say it all for me. Cause that’s where it all appears to be. It’s all in there. Not that I’m a middleman or anything. I did make a pretty nasty bet with God once.

I wonder if I’ll lose that bet.

Wanna bet?

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Mineral Wells, Texas
Mineral Spring
Hot Springs, Arkansas
Crazy Water
Methane Clathrate
Methane Clathrate-Hydrates in Natural Gas Processing

As we can see…”Natural Gas”…is natural. It says so right fucking there in the name. And anything that is natural? Is fair game. First come, first serve. The rest of you…welp…sorry!

Better luck next time!

Mystery = Solved! Next!

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Yeah…I took Lithium once. Twice even. It takes a while of taking it to “build-up” to a certain level in your bloodstream…a few days or so, and then, you have to go get your blood drawn every fucking week to check the levels and make sure that they are at or between certain levels, and not above those certain levels or A certain level…cause it can and will kill you. Not that I have any experience with that sort of thing. But I DO know, that the “extended release” lithium that my doctor gave me for a while? Not so good. I’m thinking that there is a connection there with respect to someone that may have bowel and or digestive tract type(s) of issue(s)…like me. Not that I have any issues or anything. Nothing major anyway. So they tell me. My body says otherwise. But what the fuck does my body know?

My point?

Hmmm….didn’t know I had one. But I do wonder about change and changes over time and over times sometimes.

Just sayin.

I dunno where you are, nor do I know where I am. But I do know that it is currently 13:35 or 01:35 PM in the afternoon of Christmas Eve here in the North Texas area near Dallas where my fat ass is currently parked on one hard assed cement floor that is painted shit brown, meaning the date is 2016.12.24. Whatshername is gonna make homemade pizzas tonight, and they are planning on watching Christmas movies and playing that goofy assed dice game called Tensies or Tenzies or whatever it’s called. I’m here for another day or so, then back to elsewhere. All that to say, I have no idea who you are, or where you are, or when you are reading this. I only know where I am and when I am writing this shit where I am…or something.

Wherever you are…

Merry Christmas.

X: You gonna leave me out?
Cade: I’d never do that. You?
X: What?
0: He wants to know if you are gonna leave him out.
X: Oh.
Cade: lol…thanks…I needed that.
X: 😉
Cade: ❤

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/cY/a
c\Fa\

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*/squints upwards… Yeah, he’s definitely done something to the text, Clicky…*

*… See! It works fine now… /holds up hands… Why are you looking at me like that? Clicky? What are you doing? …/steps back… Gerroff, you filthy beast… /taps snout…*

Merry Christmas, Dear Reader. Enjoy!

*Go on, off with you! Bed… No, knot mine… /sigh…*

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Update: It’s the afternoon of Saturday 4th February and I’ve not got anything particular to do now that Thoughtful Man has left for work. Boys are busy doing their thang and Popstar is curled up asleep beside me in my roomy Library chair, dreaming doggy dreams.

So I juzzied up my formatting of the text above.

Just like a dog…

Cade’s missives aren’t just for Christmas 😉

 

Missive from ‘Merica: Crump et Waffles

Oh! */looks embarrassed…* Excuse me, Dear Reader */wipes chin…* I’m afraid you’ve caught me tucking into a giant crumpet…

*Oi! You’re to stay below the rainbow snowflakes, Clicky! /squint… Cade’s provided a wavy wall of words for you to splash about it… /scoops up stray gloop of butter and strawberry jam with finger… Go on, go splash… /sucks finger…*

As I was saying, Dear Reader, my Okie Devil chum from Texas has penned another missive for you, which you will find below. I’ll just let you get on with it whilst I’ll finish eating… */small burp…* my enormous toasted treat. Enjoy!

*/loses rag… I shed bellow, Kicky… /blows crumbs…*

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As I continue on my journey down the ladder to Wizardom, or, Wizard-dumb, as it were…I can’t help but wonder…

Q: Where exactly did this motherfucker begin?

A: ?¿?

I mean, were supposed to be good at shit right? Experts. Wizards. Geniuses. Masters. But we start at zero right? Then work our way up from there? If I was EVER at fucking zero, I’ve long since been kicked off that fucking ladder of ascension, that I have descended so fucking far that no one even knows that I’m there. Just kinda…chillin’…seeing where this shit goes. I mean, they do say that you pass the same people on the way down that you do on the way up. But what if you are a total dumbass like me? Did they give me some kind of grading curve, and start me off at a level that was so far advanced and beyond my abilities “just to help a brother out”…that I had nowhere to go but down? Not that I mind going down on an available female when available…but yeah…when does THAT ever happen? Not that you would know or anything.

But I digress.

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So I watched part of a documentary yesterday on GMOs and Monsanto and other popular corporate whipping post types of companies that are fucking around with this shit…when I got a text message…

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Y: Hi ya!!!
Cade: You smoking pot?
Y: no smoking pot against the law
Cade: Weird. Illegal plants. Doesn't bode well for GMOs eh? ;)
Y: Not so much.

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I guess what really fucking blows my mind, is remembering why I stopping “researching” shit like this in the first place. First, the documentarians and opponents were always ranting at some public protest or rally sounding as if they are ready to grab some torches and a shitload of gasoline, and burn the whole fucking planet down. The proponent are, as usual, mysteriously absent because they refuse/decline to be interviewed and/or are always shown through government channels of being approved for this that or the motherfucking other, or through some sort of documentation from lawsuits or patents or some shit…shrouded behind the laws of commerce through government(s). Ironic that everyone is trying to look under each other’s dresses when pornography is so readily and freely available on The Internet and elsewhere.

The fact that companies are now claiming ownership to plants? Genetically modified and sold as seed and or ready to plant plants/seedlings, or other “spread via natural processes” in neighboring fields via whatever process led to the germination of seeds in proximity to “other man-made processes”…um…I am really REALLY fucking perplexed here. But I’ve been snaking my way through Afghanistan and Turkey and Russia and Europe and North and South America, tracing the flow of certain plants and certain plants’ certain extracts and whatnot…and I’m seeing so many patterns, that I’m not sure what to make of it all other than the obvious.

Think: “Air America” and similar types of channels to be swum or being swum.

Q: When you swim in certain channels and in certain waters, what kind of a fish does that make you?

A: !!!¿?¿?¿!!!

Won’t be long till you own the entirety of The World/Earth/Terra eh?

Q: Then what?

A: …—…

Just a suggestion.

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As we continue to observer the obvious…it would appear to remain obvious that everything is connected. Even when isolated and/or hidden. It’s still connected, it just connected to the disconnect section of connections.

Makes it easier to spot. 🙂
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Lemme stop right there for those who aren’t reading this shit anyway…

Q: What is NOT…”materials science?”

A: ???

Still remembering the observer(s) and time(s)? I sure as shit hope so. Because so far? I can only see one thing that appears to have been designed to last forever. And as far as I can tell? Even that wasn’t designed to last forever. Not in it’s current and present state anyway. That said, there still DOES appear to be that mysterious “data retention” aspect of The Universe that is so fucking self-evident, and so fucking elusive, that it has to be there. I mean…if it isn’t…

Q: How are we having this conversation?

A: I have some/a pretty goddamn good idea(s).

Weird...Eh?

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So yeah…had some more “Earth Shattering” types of revelations/discoveries yesterday and last night, but I can’t write about them here. Why? Um…I’m trying to keep this poor lady’s sanity in mind with respect to just how fucking much babbling I’m prepared to subject her and her own personal blog to. She asked me to write, I was/am flattered, so I’m writing. That said, I don’t wanna disrespect her territory. Just like I didn’t want to disrespect the whatchacallit forums territory. Nor do I try and disrespect any of the blogs or whatever that I comment at’s biz. But I do find it ironic that many of these people and their sites champion the notion of being “crusaders for asking the hard questions”…yet, when it comes to taking the “hard questions” themselves, they tend to be kinda limp and/or wishywashy. Waffley even. I personally think that there is a difference between confusion/being confused and willful dismissal and/or rejection as to the validity of questions and comments and observations. Yes. Difficult questions are difficult. Maybe the difficulty is more widespread than you give it credit for. So widespread, that it may even be evasive and elusive, because you refuse to accept it when it is dropped right in your fucking lap.

Simplify.

Maybe if you take the “difficult” out of “difficult questions”…you’ll just have “questions.”

That “cult” part is more revealing sometimes than it seems eh?

The “diff” between “cult” and “difficult”…may be the questions about questions themselves.

(clever pun goes here...AVERTED!!!)

The video below is the kind of shit that really blows my fucking mind.

Q: How much “nuclear fuel” was actually in this “cask” when this rocket power train smashed into the test truck+cask?

A: Lemme guess…zero.

Kinda…nullifies your result(s) eh?

Q: Who/what else, was missing from this “test.”

A: Is the answer…everyone and everything that was?

Now. Let’s think about time and times over time over time over times. (Seeing as how you fucks are stuck in this goddamn “interdimensionality” bullshit with no regard whatsoever for any of them at all, let alone “the now” in that whole fucking train wreck of a theory that I understand better than most at my own fucking peril….

Q: Do you test every single “nuclear fuel cask” in this way before sending them out into the world?

A: Why not?

I dunno. Maybe a damaged cask would be better out in “the real world” than a brand new “built to precise specifications” cask would be. They sure as shit ain’t routing any “nuclear fuels” through your gated communities are they? Fuck it. If you are gonna ship that shit through my neighborhood every fucking day without my knowledge or consent? Gimme a leaky fucking container. At least that way? When something bad happens? We won’t have a securely sealed ticking time bomb sitting out in my front yard for the next 600,000 years that no one knows what the fuck to do with, because the “nuclear fuel” is so goddamn agitated from the whathaveyou, that it can’t be moved for fear of making the goddamn thing explode.

Chernobyl?

Fukushima?

   Gasses?                               Fluids?

Liquids?

   Seepage in?                      Seepage out?

Tides?

Times?

Legacy?

Legacies?

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I dunno. I gots no answers.

Just a shitload of really irritating questions, and a metric fuckton of time in which to ask them.

Noisy.

For those who may be reading this shit, who are or are not unfamiliar with “my” formula…

∞ = -1 + 0 + 1 = ∞

Think of it like this.

1 = The largest large number.

-1 = The largest small number.

Q: What does that make “0”

A: Big.

And if you think THAT is big…you ain’t seen “nothin” yet.

(Pun intended..obviously-ish)

Further explanation = delayed due to weather.

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c\Y/a

c/F\a

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*CLICKY! /peers up and sighs… CLICKY! YOU CAN COME DOWN NOW! /waits and mutters… I should have known… exactly the same as over at Sync Miss… /cups hand to mouth… CLI-*

*-KEY… Oh there you are, you great lummox! Come on, put the timer on and we’ll go to bed… What? …/listens… Yes of course you can come back again tomorrow and splash about some more… /shakes head with bemusement… You’re doing the fucking early shift, Clicky – I’m having a lay in…*

The Okie Devil Opines On Thorsday – Special!

Dear Reader, since Sync Miss For Him disappeared a week or so back, I’ve been missing my friend, Cade’s, daily witterings. So I’ve asked him if he wouldn’t mind posting some of them here at the LoL. He’s still tarting about as to whether to or not… */rolls eyes…* but yesterday he did email me a missive for you – see below the rainbow snowflakes. Enjoy!

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O HAI!

My name is Cade FON Apollyon. Or CF Apollyon. Or just…Cade. Or Apollyon. Or whatevz makes your boat retain it’s proper bouyancy, motion, and personal directional coordinates.

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Last night, I was wearing my wizard cap and robe that I do not own, and gazing into my crystal ball that is still on backorder…when it came to me. A secret message, via secret communication(s) pathway(s), otherwise known as email. Now, we all know that these days? There is nothing secret nor sacred about email communications. “We The People” must protect “We” against “The People.” Otherwise there…might…be…trouble! And what better way is there to protect “We The People”…than to remove all of the protections from “We” and/or “The People”…depending on present “We” and/or “The People”…present company excluded. (If ya know what I mean…HINT HINT….NUDGE NUDGE…WINK WINK!!!) Har har har and a tee hee hee.

SO LET'S GO MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

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To make the above partially make more sense-ish…for those who may not know what the flying fuck this here shit is all about, lemme tell you what it may or may not be about instead.

Once, Upon A Time…

There were some forums that I refer to as Whatchacallit Forums, otherwise known as…

Synchromysticismforums.calm (replace “.calm” with “.com”…and you aren’t there)

They aren’t there anymore, but yeah they kinda are. Long story…NE WAY…

Um…they aren’t there as of now, and I did some writing over there that one or two people appear to have read, and liked some of it for some reason. One of those people, is the owner of this here blog you iz readin’ right nowz!!! And she, being the complete dumbass that she is, asked me, the dumbass that I is am, if I would like to write some of my shiznit and she’ll post it here at the LoL…otherwise known as Library of Libraries blog or whatevz and shit like that.

LOL…she’s stupid.

Goddamn. I sound like a raging fucking militant revolutionary.

Anyway…so yeah, with respect to the forums, someone took them down recently, and the current owner/operator of the site says she does not know who did it. I’ve tended to be forgiving in the whathaveyou, because the original owner has been lurking there recently, and he don’t sprecken zee English real fuckin good like I dooz, cause he’s from some European shithole where they sprecken…some other language or some such shit. He’s prolly a Chinese hacker stealing megahurtz from pee-poles CP-ewes machines for the glory of the viva la revolution! or some such shit. Or…he could just be helping the non-computer-savvy current owner with a migration and has had trouble explaining some shiznit to her/them. I guess I reference “Meet the new boss…same as the old boss” and could put The Who’s song “We Won’t Get Fooled Again” here…but I’m not going to. Have a listen anyway.

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Life is confusing.

Cept when it ain’t.

Just sayin.

So yeah, Roob of this here LoL place emailed me last night and was like “would you like to write some shitnit, and I’ll post it here?” And I was like “lemme think about it.” And I’m still thinking about it, but I think best when I am writing, whether it be music or text, cause it keeps the confusion to a maximum and allows my mind to relax and decide how best to proceed. But that’s just me. I’m weird like that. The more complex I make a simple Boolean “YES/NO”…the easier it is for me to think. Weird eh? I really don’t know what my decision will be, but I guess it will keep my mind headed in the direction I want it to go, in conjunction with where every other motherfucker on Earth/Terra thinks my mind should go…and we can go from there. There’s that nasty, nagging fucking “WE” shit again. Goddamn…I must have mental problems of some sort. Major mental problems. Majorly maximum to the extreme on STEROIDS…mental problems…or some shit like that.

I’m gonna keep using the format I used over at whatchacallit forums, and we’ll see how ugly as motherfucking shit it looks, and then Roob can change her mind and be like “WTF YOU STUPID ASSED OKIE FROM TEXAS WHO AIN’T IN KANSAS ANYMORE!!!” And then she can decide to say like “FUCK THIS SHIT!!!” and or not, then decide what to do herself on her end. Cause I tend to be long winded without saying jack-shit, and she is a smart and proper English Lady, she’s married to a proper English Gentlemen, and they have two proper Soccer Hooligan Lads for sons, and I’m like Mr. Manfrentengensen from A Fish Called Wanda, cept with less WWII/Vietnam/War references…even tho I did work for the CIA at one point in my life.

(ya srsly)

So yeah…let’s get this party started or some such shit. I’ll keep thinking, and let you know what my decision is. When you know…I’ll know. And when you know, and I know…we’ll know…ya know?

There’s that fucking “WE” shit again goddamnit. Albeit a “WE’LL”…but there’s a “WE” in there somewhere. Or course, there is a “WILL” in there as well. And where there is a “WE” and a “WILL” and a  WELL”…well…someone prolly got dropped into a fucking well, and we”ll be reading a will at some point. BTW…I would be the motherfucker that got dropped into the well…so ya’ll will have to read the will on yer own…k? 😉

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4 days until Christmas. 7 days past that until the 24 hour countdown till the New Year. 2017 is on it’s way. Just like it was back on January 1st of this here then new year of 2016. Of course, 2017 was also on it’s way back on December 31st of 2015, even before the year of 2016 got here. Weird how that works eh? So yeah, a 7 day countdown, to the 24 hour countdown until each and every swinging dick on the planet has rung in the new year. I wonder how women count? Prolly like everyone else, with more of less impressive and/or numbers of pendulous bodily appendages. Not that I’m counting or anything. I’ll let ya know what my decision is when I make it.

Ya’ll go get laid or something. Just stay away from that swill ya’ll Limeys call “beer.”

Do ya’ll get Coors/Coors Light beer over there?

Import laws got ya down/keeping you down?

Meh…I hate beer that looks like something you already ate.

Yes…ate…not drank.

Blech!

cYa

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*Meaty… Yeah, his posts are definitely meaty, Clicky… /looks at naked wrist… Crikey! Bedtime… can you put this on timer for me? …/pat snout… I’m off to bed… /stretch and go…*