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*You back from the park, Clicky? Good, I’m writing a post. You can help…*

*Oh brilliant! Frank’s freed it… /lights up and smokes… Looks different in the flesh…*
*Too fuckin’ right it’s epic, Clicky… /drags… I wonder what Cade makes of it…*

I dunno if “the usual” will Doo here RooBee. If I segue into Brick Top’s speech from the movie ‘Snatch’ regarding the disposal of dead bodies utilizing pigs…
…and then try and explain how that thought connects to a Tweet regarding Tony The Tiger…
… and Netflix hero Joe Bling The Tiger Dude + his nemesis utilizing tigers to dispose of her allegedly murdered husband’s body?
…It might not make sense to anyone reading. Not to mention that 1) your own Tweet about hats is still buzzing around in my brain…
… and 2) Merovee Frank’s comment about fractals has me to thinking about utilizing less-liner, non-linear and perhaps even non-repeating geometric shapes for more accurately measuring speed(s) and distance(s).
Top all that off with the thought of Hillary Clinton potentially being tapped to be Joe Biden’s Vice-Presidential running mate?
… There’s some creepy shit going on. It’s really fucking with my ability to focus on thinking about why Dark Matter may sometimes coalesce into more dense concentrations, and sometimes disburse into less dense concentrations. More than that, pondering the recognizability of Dark Matter, as Dark Matter, when in various concentrations. Wondering what divisibility has to do with size/scale. And not to make this mess any more confusing, however…
Since we are contemplating what “light speed” really means to an object that is traveling at only 5 miles per hour, may as well bring up discrepancies in the measurements of time.
“More recent estimates, he noted, put the total number of human cells at anywhere from 15 trillion to 724 trillion, and the number of gut microbes at anywhere between 30 trillion and 400 trillion. Which gives a ratio that can best be expressed as ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.”
Seems it could be anywhere from 45 trillion to 1.124 quadrillion, so to let’s just take a median-ish type thing and say our human body/bodies has 250 trillion microbial and microscopic thingies inside of each one of us, and let us think like an accountant might. Let’s think in terms of “man hours” with respect to aggregate:
250,000,000,000,000 seconds/per second;
250,000,000,000,000 / 60 = 4,166,666,666,666.6666666666666666667 minutes per second;
4,166,666,666,667 / 60 = 69,444,444,444.45 hours per second;
69,444,444,444 / 24 = 2,893,518,518,518.5 days per second;
2,893,518,518,518.5 / 365 = 7,927,447,995.9410958904109589041096 years per second;
7,927,447,995 / 100 = 79,274,479.95 centuries per second.
Now, the fact that my own body ticks off 79 million centuries per second is jarring enough. But if there are indeed close to 8 billion people on this planet?
79,274,479.95 centuries per second * 8,000,000,000 = 634,195,839,600,000,000
634+ quadrillion centuries tick off, every second, of every day, within humans alone, on this planet. That’s a lot of time, in almost no time at all.

*I know! Maths!*
*Okay, but what do I do with that?*
*Ah, so like the D’OHists? …/stubs butt… Come on, I wanna finish this up so we can get back to listening to the next talk, Clicky…*
*It was inevitable, Clicky… /lights up… Gotta work from home for at least three weeks…*
*Ooh… /drags… knot seen a spangle in ages…*
*Well, yeah, Spangled… /plumes smokes… Hey, the movie Cade and I remote viewed last night was set in Boston…*
*Providence! …/flicks ash… That’s where I heard Providence. Wow, those Italians took a beating, eh?*
*Fourth Turnings are scary-weary, Clicky…/final drag… They’re called the ‘Crisis’ season for a reason…*

*/squints… Winona’s in that movie…*
*Still, Clicky… /stubs butt… at least I can now smoke whilst working. Fank fuck, Thoughtful Man stocked up on fags…*
*Jews bury? …/lights up… Oh, Doo’s Brie… /drags… Right you are, Clicky… /expels smoke… Shambling time…*
*Aren’t we always? …/tilts head… Until Dear Reader turns up that is…*

*Purdy… /drags…*
*/taps ash… So, ‘Pacific Union’ and ‘pacify’ have popped up in this post so far… /deep drag… entraining peace…*

*Well, it is a shambles, Clicky… /wink…*
*33 minutes long… /squints… Hmm…*
*Ooh, now that is interesting about time… /stubs butt… it’s not the doc we viewed though, Clicky. Stop messing about…*
*Yeah, you’re right. Apols, Clicky… /pats snout… Now play the fucking video…*
*Thank you… /flicks lighter… I guess… /lights up… in fiction, information can go back and forth in time, even as time is moving forward…*
*Heh. That’s Susan, knot Tiffany, Clicky… /stretches… Well, I fink this shambles is dun wiv me old China… /smokes contentedly… Best get a song to finish it off…*
*The pinnacle of Python, Clicky…/pats snout… Funny with a cutting social commentary that is just so fuckin’ timeless. It’s one of my favourite flicks…*
*I’ve been mulling over an idea… /lights up and smokes… for a follow up to the story of Caroline…*
*No, knot that Caroline. I still have no idea who that bint was, Clicky… /drags… ‘cept she was pretty handy with a lamp…*
*No, no, knot Awful Eyebrows either… /snorts smoke… Seriously, did you even read ‘Caesar’s Were-Wife’, Clicky? …/squints…*
*That was a sesh anna ‘arf… /flicks ash… Dunno if it’ll help me with developing my UAXI story though, Clicky…*
*An’ how’s an unpleasant Limp Dim, with a predilection for slavery, meant to help me write the story, Clicky?*
*Ah…/stubs butt… I fink that calls for a Song…*
*I meant for the end of the post, Clicky… /rolls eyes…*
‘In Wuhan, a steel-gray sky hung over the melancholy day of Li’s death. An impromptu memorial of flowers, a black-and-white photograph and singed cigarettes — a stand-in for joss sticks — formed at the entrance of the hospital where he had died.’

*Simple butt powerful though, Clicky… /Lights up… Ironic considering smokers are made to stand out… /drags… side…*

*Aye… /streams smokes… asses free…*
incense (n.)
late 13c., “gum or other substance producing a sweet smell when burned,” from Old French encens (12c.), from Late Latin incensum “burnt incense,” literally “that which is burnt,” noun use of neuter past participle of Latin incendere “set on fire” (see incendiary). Meaning “smoke or perfume of incense” is from late 14c.
incense (v.1)
early 15c., encensen “to arouse, inspire,” from Old French incenser, from Latin incensare, frequentative of incendere “set on fire,” figuratively “incite, enrage, rouse” (see incendiary). From mid-15c. as “to provoke, anger.” Literal sense “to heat, make (something) hot” is from c. 1500 in English but is rare.
incense (v.2)
“to offer incense, perfume with incense, fumigate (something) with incense,” late 13c., encensen, incensen, from incense (n.) or from Old French encenser (11c.), or directly from Medieval Latin incensare.

*/deep drag… arf baked… /snorts smoke… It was jusso…*

*Yeah… /flicks ash… foe kin or fall, Clicky… /sighs… Way too much crying wolf going on these days… /stubs butt…*
*It can lead to some awful decisions taken… /eyes fag packet…*
*Ah, when the Doctor and assistant had at least some chemistry between ’em…/flicks lighter…*
*When a 3 2 1 ray show worked… /lights up… Clicky, be a doll and get me some chainsmokers. I’m in the mood…*
*/smokes contentedly… Fanks, Clicky… /pats snout…*
*Nice orange background on that, Clicky…/lights up and smokes… Quite right. Gotta be sensitive to others…*
*/drags… Sumfin’s… /holds smoke in lungs… always afoot, Clicky… /exhales…*
“My favourite French word is Particuliar, if you would care to think about that and tell me what you see.”

*Synonymous with lying… /flicks ash… Pah! Tickle ya! …/grins… The movie certainly tickled me, Clicky. That scene in particular… So many big names in small roles…*

*More like a confluence of influence, Clicky… /rolls eyes… Cade’s choice of documentary to view before the movie had a bearing, as I told Frank on MEROVEE the next day.. /blows smoke rings…*

*/final drag… Could a ‘thin coat of paint’ be considered sumfin of a film? …/stubs butt… Good film, though despite the scary sync… /sighs…*

*/cocks head… A higher sync? …/shrugs… Brrr, it’s getting cold… /shivers… I’d better finish this shambles and get sumfin to eat. You get a Song, Clicky…*
*I know we remote viewed Time Bandits last night but I wasn’t intending to include it, Clicky…*
*What are you up to? …/squints…*