Missive from ‘Merica: Hotline Dreams

*Clicky… /cranes neck… Clicky! …/stands on tip toes… CLICKY! …/huffs impatiently… WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? *

*Clicky! There you are… Here, help me with this… /wobbles… It’s a massive missive from Cade…*

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*/shifts weight… Help me set it down… No, don’t bend your back! …/knees pop… Phew! It’s a biggie… must include his ego… or his penis… possibly both…*

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*Quite. Now, why did I have to shout so hard, hmm? /squints…You’re my assistant, Clicky. You’re meant to be here to assist me… What were you up to?*

*Dreaming might very well be free, dolphin dearest, but telephone calls generally tend not to be… /doubled down squint… Who were you calling?*

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*What fucking hotline?! …/looks aghast…*

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*Don’t you give me the eyes… /growls… Redeem yourself. Start by sorting out the links and wotknots in Cade’s missive so it’s ready for Dear Reader and then meet me at the bottom… /mutters… And don’t spend too long in the Wiki Wave… /leaves…*

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Someone is calling me via the Whatever However Hotline.

This is a new type of call.

WTF??!?!?!?!??!!!!

Um…hello?

Q: Cade, get to fucking WRITING!!! *click*

A: ? K ?

Weird.

^Depeche Mode – Shine ( trance mix 2015 HD* dj jean alpohin )^

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I’m still sick, but no one gives a fuck ‘cept me, so let’s keep going.

Um…the following images are from one of my reposts that I reposted today, even tho the original post was made over at the whatchacallit forums on 2016.12.07.

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 As you may or may not be able to deduce, I did not draw the image above.

As you may or may also be able to deduce, I did draw the shitty-assed images below.

Just thinking about the above, and I used a coupla “home-brewed” formulas to arrive at the images below. One formula’s mine, and one my oldest son’s. I don’t know what kind of stuff he has been able to come up with using his formula, but I’ve been able to use it for all kinds of shit. Up to and including, coming up with one of my own that helps to understand his.

But the shit below is about Feynman revamps, so…whatevz.

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Yeah, when I came up with the first of the three, I cried. I pretty much saw all of these, and there are some more things that I see, but I’m too gimpy and retarded to explain them. Plus, I have a lot of irons in a lot of fires, so I try very hard not to focus too much on any one of them. That allows me to focus better on all of them.

^SHAKE THE DISEASE DEPECHE MODE PAINLOVE REMIX DAVIDMIX 09^

Well, there is one particular thing that I focus on, but that’s even harder to explain.
Some would argue that “focusing on non-focus” is akin to a bum saying he’s quitting.
But when you think about that…what would that mean?
And more succinctly…what does it mean…to you?
Now…what does it mean to the bum?
Now what does it mean to the two of you?
I know what it means to me.

And more importantly...to me anyway...I see means and meanings.

I mean…which is more important to you?
That I see you?
That I see the bum?
That I see myself?
Or that I see all?
Like It Or Not…that’s my job.
<rawr>

^Depeche Mode – Broken [Fdieu Rmix]^

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COOL!!! We have another question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, What exactly is, “The Whatever However Hotline?”

A: TIMELOOP!!! O NOES!!!!

Just kiddin

The Whatever However Hotline is simply…communication(s) via alternate means.

I mean, your question got through right? What are you bitching about? I have a “listed number.” You, do not.

Meaning: you have an "unlisted number." 

I don’t know who you are, and I don’t want to know. You may know who I am, and that’s cool, and I don’t care. But I do care that I don’t know you. Like I said, I don’t wanna know. I have…erm…simple needs in that department. I may not be able to protect my identity…as it were…but I figure that’s how I protect yours. I guess that kinda comes with the territory being a zero.

^Depeche Mode – Never Let Me Down Again ( trance mix 2012 dj jean alpohin )^

So you might be saying to yourself…

DUDE!!! ARE YOU SAYING…ESP?!?!?!?

They make great guitars, but I can’t afford them.

(lollerz skatez)

j/k

Um…no. I am not saying that. You said that. That said, I don’t think that ESP is what most people think it is. I think that it is much more complicated, detailed and complex than simply…ESP. But then again, I see both the “scientific” and “religious” sides of such a concept, and I see much much more than one or the other.

EXAMPLE: Have you ever been outside on a nice day, irrespective of the weather type/conditions. and just been like…

“HELL FUCKING YEAH!!! WHAT AN AWESOME PLANET!!!”?

To me, that is ESP as much as anything. It’s almost as if God/The gods/The Universe is asking you…

So…whadda ya think?”

And then, give you a little wink…

😉

That feeling of being alive. NOT self-awareness…I’m talking about something else entirely. That feeling that NOTHING matters in this moment except the moment itself. Just you, and that moment, and all that came together over the history of histories, and over the time of times….just to make that one perfect moment for you. It’s almost as if God him or herself dropped by in that moment, just to say hi. No worries, no birth, no death, just…now.

Those moments last forever, eh?

To me, that is just one form of what could be called ESP.

The Creator’s love is something that we tell ourselves we cannot understand.

But sometimes, we understand it just fine.

Fucking-A and Hells Bells and all that shit!

Prayer is ESP if you ask me.

But no one is asking me.

Unless they are.

😉
^Röyksopp – Ice Machine (Depeche Mode cover) Live on Lydverket^

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Ya GOTTA stay 4 dimensional…all the fucking time.

AND…you have to look at the inverse and inverses and reverses. It’s like looking at one side of a slide under a microscope, without looking at the other side of the same slide. It makes no sense to me. It’s one-dimensional. And we do not live in a one dimensional world. We live in a 4-dimensional world of time and motion that includes life.

In truth, there is no “explaining it.” It is what it is, while it is, as is. We got what we got, and we got it while we got it. Beyond that? Who the fuck knows. Who the fuck WANTS to know?!?!? If you can’t get your shit wired tight here, what in the FUCK are you looking elsewhere for?!?!? Believe me, I know. Been there, done that, and all that shit. Still do. But that’s how we get on.

Hope. 

I have some wild theories about information and information preservation because it’s fucking EVERYWHERE we look. So I don’t see how my theories are really that “crazy” because they are all based in fact. Simple shit to complex shit. Because it seems to me, that shit is as complex as we make it. Almost as if, God is looking back at you as you peer through a microscope.

I won’t put words in God’s mouth here, because that conversation is private and between you and The Creator. But I will say this. God? Yeah. He’s a funny motherfucker. And is also quite fond of talking and conversation. You just gotta know when and where to look, and when and where to listen, and yeah…when and where to just blab your fucking mouth raw. I get the feeling God likes to listen. But yeah, also likes to talk. A fucking LOT!

Pretty clever about it too 😉
^Depeche Mode – Just Can’t Get Enough (Remastered Video)^
ROFL

To relate…as I was writing the above about “God being a wordy motherfucker who never shuts up” and “can be pretty clever about it too”…the song above, “Can’t Get Enough” by Depeche Mode came up in my playlist. When I realized what song it was, and started hearing “And I just can’t get enough…and I just can’t get enough”…I started laughing my fucking head off.

X: Oooh hooo hooo…I talk a lot do I?

Cade: Sometimes. rofl

0: Lemme ask a question…

Cade: lol…k.

0: You hadn’t planned on breaking out into one of your “conversations with the gods” here did you?

Cade: Not that I ever really plan on any of them.

Z: You just…

B: Saw an opportunity…

T: And you FUCKING TOOK IT!!! Is THAT what you are saying?!?!?!?

Cade: He’s not really that angry sounding. It’s all in good fun. But…yes.

X: You just thought that it was a “good example” of synchronicity?

Cade: Yep. I think the primary problem with the concept of synchronicity, is that no one shares these experiences.

X: And why do you think that is?

Z: I have some ideas.

Cade: O RLY?!?!? Welp, if anyone would know, I guess you would.

Z: Hard to explain “who we are”…ain’t it?

Cade: Um…yeah. But I dunno that I’m trying to explain it.

X: Just kinda…

B: Rollin wif it.

Cade: Doing my best.

0: What about them “others?”

T: Hey HEY HEY!!! The boy is getting down with the proper punctuation.

Cade: I’m gonna punctuation you upside your head.

T: You wouldn’t hit a girl would you?

Cade: Is she bigger than me?

T: …

X: Don’t drag me into this.

Cade: Um…it was just a thought. No pun intended.

Z: What?

X: Yeah…what?

Cade: Aren’t ta’ll backwards there?

0: Just answer the question.

Cade: My thought that Thoth was actually a girl?

Z: Oh my.

X: Yeah…you might wanna stay away from those kinds of things.

Cade: Girls?

Z: That too.

0: What makes you think that Thoth was a girl?

Cade: Um…my thought(s) were simply that 3 left Atlantis, not 1.

X: And?

Cade: I dunno. Can’t explain it. Just something…

0: You “saw?”

T: Something like that.

Cade: How do you explain “imagination” with respect to..erm…

X: Else?

Cade: Yeah. I just don’t know what this would benefit anyone.

Z: And?

B: Yeah. I wanna hear this (hee hee)

Cade: Two women and a boy. Or, three women. A mother, a son and a daughter, OR…a mother, and her two daughters.

X: Weird.

Z: All kinds of possibilities there.

Cade: Yep.

X: …

0: …

Cade: /me shrugs

^Faithless – Insomnia (Calippo Remix 2k15) HD^

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Yeah. Those things are weird. They happen as they happen, when they happen. I just try and keep up. I prolly just ate some bad guacamole or something.

^a-ha – a question of lust (Depeche Mode Cover)^
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Steric Factor
Epoxide
Cage Effect
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Molecular Geometry-Bonding (Redirected from Bond Angle)
Molecular Geometry
Covalent Bond (Redirected from Shared pair)
Agostic Interaction
Organometallic Chemistry
Metal Phosphine Complex
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Phosphine
Phosphene
Prisoner’s Cinema
Cave Painting
San People
Okavango River
Okavango Delta (Redirected from Okavango Alluvial Fan)
Wildlife
Domestication
Gene Flow
Great Wall of China
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The Wall (SoHo)
SoHo, Manhattan
Soho
Houston
Port of Houston
Lake Fork Reservoir
Mount Pleasant, Texas
Micropolitan Statistical Area
List of United States Counties and County Equivalents

Yeah…some places are big, and some places are small. Usually…the small places are nested in somewhere big. Which has the effect of making that ‘big’ the big that it is. Maybe even bigger. Depending on whether or not some certain peeps in decision making positions were fond of the last election outcome or not.

Not that lines would be redrawn or anything over something so petty as losing an election. But then again, maybe someone would. Hells bells, people run on platforms of drawing lines if they are elected. Sometimes, some even draw lines that wind up being walls. Some even go so far as to draw lines where the walls will be built.

Q: What does that say about the electorate?

A: !!!

I dunno. Just seems to me that it give some the ability to hide in their anonymity irrespective of their actions and decisions.

What a great country…eh?

^Depeche Mode – Dangerous (Kaiser Granger Taste Remix 2011)^

ANOTHER QUESTION VIA THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE?!?!?!

WTF?!?!?!?

This is a new record. Three times in the same whatever.

Q: Cade. so what exactly is it that you “see?”

A: Same shit you see.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^WHTKD – Say To Me (Official Video)^

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I dunno what to tell ya.

      Some things are harder than others.

 Kinda like my penis.

Sometimes, it’s harder than other times to talk or not talk about it.

What I did there...do you see it?

If you think that’s impressive…you outta see my penis.

lolz…sorry…I have a massive penis and a tiny ego.

       Or…something like that.

You figure it out.

^Simple Minds – Don’t You (Forget About Me) (12” Original Version)^

Look at it like this…

A) If you didn’t want me to be so smart, you shouldn’t have taught me so much.

B) If you didn’t want me to be so stupid, you should have taught me better.

Weird how that works, eh? Quality over quantity, or quantity over quality. Maybe if you would stop excluding time, things might work a little better.

What’s that? You DO include time do you?

Then why in the FLYING FUCK do you think I am bitching about time all the time? Any chance that you missed something?

No? 

OH!!! You’re motherfucking perfect are you? Me TOO!!! Aren’t we the pair.

(yawn)

Lemme ask you a question here…

Q: What are you gonna do when shit gets easy?

A: FUCKING WHAT?!?!?!?

If you think the hard stuff is hard, just wait till you get to the easy stuff. Cause lemme tell ya, “The easy stuff” is the hardest to take. Some call it boredom. Some call it grace. Some call it lethargy and complacence. It only gets worse from there.

^MODERN ENGLISH ~ Someone’s Calling^

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There is some prevailing mentality or dogma or whattheFUCKever that is so prevalent in “the developed world”…that it has convinced itself that multi-tasking is not only impossible, but dangerous. Astray, or non-focused, or “off the beaten path” or whatever.

O RLY? 

When did “the developed world” get so goddamn motherfucking egotistical and self-important? Wait…that’s kinda self-evident isn’t it? “The Developed World” implies an “Undeveloped World” doesn’t it. Weird. I kinda have always assumed that “the world” was fully developed when I got here, and it’ll be fully developed when I’m gone.

Question for those that swim in the streams of “The Bible”…

Q: Was “the world” fully developed when Adam arrived?

A: <le yikes>

Yeah…“Le Yikes” in-motherfucking-DEED.

I am so motherfucking sick and tired of you deprecating yourself. If God wants you chopped off at the knees… Yeah…I get the feeling that the motherfucker is fully capable of attaining that.

However, I have a wildly different idea.

Of course, I am someone who has trouble standing/walking.

Running? Yeah, for some reason…I can do that well.

Weird...eh?
^MODERN ENGLISH ~ Carry Me Down^
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Thomas Paine
Maximilien Robespierre
Reign of Terror
The Mountain
Committee of Public Safety
Jacobin
Girondins
The Death of Marat
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Duchy of Normandy
Duchy of Saxony
Druid
Gaul
Mexico
Guatemala
Cambodia
Cambodian–Thai Border Dispute
Amphoe
Bangkok
Primate City
King Effect
Outlier
Skewness
Data Transformation (Statistics)-Transforming to Normality
Data Transformation (Statistics)
Statistical Inference
Credible Interval
Nuisance Parameter
Likelihood-Ratio Test
Goodness of Fit
Normality Test
Sample Maximum and Minimum
Descriptive Statistics
Central Tendency
Winsorized Mean
Symmetric Probability Distribution
Intercourse
Non-Intercourse Act (1809)
War of 1812

Not bad for a dead dude…eh?
You ain’t seen nothin yet.

HeH Heh HeH
^Missing Persons – Destination Unknown^

I just went outside, and mother-fucking WOO HOO!!! Is it ever nice outside. It’s 62°F…which is 17°C for you rest of the world fucks. It hasn’t gotten above 30°F for over a week…and suddenly…it’s 62°F at 20:26 in the evening on this fine-assed Monday the 9th of January of the year of 2017. It’s supposed to get up to around 80°F tomorrow.

Yeah, I’m sicker than shit, and my grey snot is now starting to to turn that “unearthly green” color, and has reached the consistency of flubber or worse. Every time that one of those huge wads of impacted snot comes out, it almost feels like part of my head has left on vacation or some shit like that. Then, of course, more snot moves in.

Goddamn squatters. There outta be a law.

😉
^Modern English – After the Snow – 1982^

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I did not spellcheck any of this particular whathaveyou.
That doesn’t mean that Roob won’t.
But I hope she doesn’t.
God be with her if she does.
Just sayin.

^Wall Of Voodoo – Mexican Radio^

So…you are prolly saying to yourself…

‘Dude…seriously…what in the fuck are you up to?’

A: Welp...if it isn't obvious, let's make it so.

I’m just doing what I do. What’s the problem? I could answer every question in the fucking Universe, and that ain’t gonna change a goddamn thing.

Why? 

What a stupid question. Or maybe not. The obvious is obviously obvious…so what is it that you really want to know?

I guess I just don’t see “the world” the way that some do. I see what I see, and I take it as it comes. I’m as susceptible to being “led astray” as the next person. But where I might differ? I see that as opportunity. I see that as opportunities. Over time anyway. That’s all we really have.

I don’t subscribe to this bullshit that “time does not exist” or that time is some unquantifiable and/or unqualifiable something. It’s all that…and much, much more. What breaks my heart and what gives me cold shivers, is the practical application of “knowing things.”

Why? 

Simple. We’re here. It works. The Universe is spinning and doing what it does, and it seems to be working just fine. Yet…there are many that are trying to find the cracks and the defects and the faults. They are there just as much as anything else.

The problem? 

They aren’t what you think they are. The more you try and divide? The more that comes together. Ironic…eh?

I have no answers for you.

But…what if I could get them?

Would you know the answer?

How?

You didn’t know it before…so how would you know it when it was staring you in the face? Just…food for thought.

The only thing scarier than scary questions…is not so scary answers to those scary questions.

Doesn't..."add up"...eh?
^Mad World – Gary Jules^

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^Gary Numan – Cars (Remastered 2009)^

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*What?! You’re here already? …/scans upward… And you’re done?*

nice-recovery

*Yes, well let’s see what happens when the phone bill arrives, eh?… /shakes head wearily… Honestly, Click, what am I gonna do with you?*

sorry

*Okay, okay, it’ll be alright… /stiffens… Are you rubbing yourself against me right now?*

*Oh for Gawd’s sake! … /Pulls away… Stop it now, Clicky! … NO! …*

*Argh… Oh Clicky! /shakes leg…*

Wibble Wobble Warble… Word!

Dear Reader, this past month has been a most peculiar one…

wibble (v.) 1871, from wibble-wobble (1847), a colloquial reduplication of wobble (v.).

*I don’t think it’s just me, Clicky… Others have been feeling peculiar too…*

wobble (v.) 1650s, wabble, probably from Low German wabbeln “to wobble;” cognate with Old Norse vafla “hover about, totter,” related to vafra “move unsteadily,” from Proto-Germanic *wab- “to move back and forth,” perhaps from PIE *webh- “to weave” (see waver). Form with -o- is from 1851. Related: Wobbled; wobbling. The noun is attested from 1690s.

*Interesting! Tell me, did you look at the possible… probably root of the word ‘wobble‘, Clicky?

I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
[Stevie Smith]

*I posted a comment about ‘the hand wavers’ yesterday at The Slog …/looks perplexed… Oh it still doesn’t seem to have appeared…*

*Bugger! … /sad face… How disappointing, Clicky… I pointed out how smokers are right here in front everyone’s faces, but people are conditioned to wave both us and our grievances away… It was awfully clever in a “Can you see what it is yet?” sort of way… I mean, it’s not white, heterosexuals of sound mind who are bearing the brunt of the bans… Although we, too, are affected, rich and poor…*

*Mind you, JaxtheFirst made an very interesting observation last night., Clicky.. how the Anti Smoking hand-wavers have distanced themselves with their hatred and intolerance… This ‘War on Tobacco’ they’ve been waging for these past 400 years… /clucks dismissively… Are they waving-waving or waving-drowning?*

warble (v.) late 14c., from Old North French werbler “to sing with trills and quavers” (Old French guerbloiier), from Frankish *werbilon (cognate with Old High German wirbil “whirlwind,” German Wirbel “whirl, whirlpool, tuning peg, vertebra,” Middle Dutch wervelen “to turn, whirl”); see whirl (v.). Related: Warbled; warbling. The noun is recorded from late 14c.

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*Have a Song, Clicky? …/rueful smile… Oh, okay then… /pats snout…*

 

Get You, Duckie!

Fear has a long history, and the idea of control-by-fear has a history that’s only five minutes less than that. Keeping control of a pack of hominids by being the biggest and nastiest was a simple step and an easy one to cope with. Everyone knew who the biggest and nastiest one was and everyone knew to keep on his good side. Nothing devious or sneaky required by Big’n’Nasty, although underlings might engage in sneakiness to get their own way without being battered. Big’n’Nasty ruled by fear.

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Dear Reader, it appears Madam X Secretary approved the meme…

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*I saw that story yesterday, Clicky… Posted… /knot-eyes… of it with Red Frank… Very sad…*

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*/squints… ‘K, Oz…. /scans… More tragedy… Hugo sent me that story on DM this morning, Clicky…*

*Yeah, another popular music star bites the dust in 20H+H… Again… /knot-eyes… on MEROVEE yesterday…*

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*/:O… Yes, I opened the box… Clicky! /stern squint… They’re nearly 20 years old now… /wrestles with beastly assistant… Stop it! Don’t you dare…*

*/Turns purple… Cade’s right – you are a shithead, Clicky!*

*You wouldn’t! I told him that in confidence… /wrestles some more… I don’t care what kind of fucking freaky-work-based friendship you struck up with Leggy under Dume… Stop. It. Now…*

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*/explodes with cold rage… I’m going to fucking kill you!! …/lunges…*

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*/Grabs book… Now swim…*

 

*/Points finger… And don’t even fink about leaving a S…*

Kubrick by Roob – X

LAST TIME

Whilst writing yesterday’s post, Elena posted news on MEROVEE of a potential Fifth Force of Nature – a ‘protophobic X boson

Elena A Void and Frank on X boson

If true, it’s revolutionary,” study lead author Jonathan Feng, a professor of physics and astronomy at the University of California, Irvine, said in a statement.

“For decades, we’ve known of four fundamental forces: gravitation, electromagnetism, and the strong and weak nuclear forces,”

So after my interview this morning and before going home, I visited Somerset House to see ‘Daydreaming with Stanley Kubrick’.

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There were mirrors…

No.10 ‘Twilight‘ by Doug Aitken

‘Aitken’s sculpture recalls the public pay phone used, futilely, to avert nuclear catastrophe in Dr. Strangelove. Bathed in a luminous glow, this familiar object takes on a foreign nature, appearing as a relic from a bygone civilization suspended in time.’

Gravity…

 

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No.21 ‘Gravity All Nonsense Now’ by Harland Miller

‘Both an artist and writer, Miller has based many of his paintings on classic Penguin-book covers. With his acute sense of detail for the timeworn covers and fascination for typefaces, he often incorporates his own humorous and ironic phrases. Here he creates a cover for Kubrick’s A Clockwork Orange.’

Another mirror…

Blue Vibration

No.39 ‘Bit Bang Mirror‘ by Haroon Mirza and Anish Kapoor

‘The skillful interplay of dissonant sound and controlled light to create a heighened sense of drama is central to Kubrick’s filmmaking. Mirza’s immersive installation incorporates a concave mirror by Kapoor, and used the tension between sound and light to illicit both psychological and visual discomfort in the viewer.’

Weak and strong nuclear forces 😉

No.44 Trident; A Strange Love by Peter Kennard, Music by UNKLE

‘Kennard’s installation juxtaposes images of characters from Dr. Strangelove with world leaders charged with nuclear arsenals. Using imagery of the film’s famous War Room, he shows that the ghosts of the past still inhabit the present.’

It was a really interesting exhibition and I may post some more on it again as I have some cool pix. But I’ll finish this post with my favourite. It’s actually two installations but their unintended ‘marriage’ made me giggle. The first…

No.3 PYRE by Stuart Haygarth

‘Haygarth’s glowing tower of electric fires refers to a scene in The Shining which Kubrick shot twice, once for Jack Nicholson’s take, and once to capture the roaring fireplace. Kubrick’s frequent use of fire as a motif in the Shining was echoed ironically in the coincidental accidental burning down of the film’s set during production in 1979.’

was combined with…

No.9 ‘The Shining Carpet’ by Adam Broomberg and Oliver Chanarin

‘Broomberg and Chanarin’s installation translates the famous carpet design from the Overlook Hotel, the fictional location of The Shining, to the exhibition space. Crossing the boundaries of fiction and reality, this act recalls the ambiguous narrative of Kubrick’s horror masterpiece.’

 

… plus a dash of ‘Elf & Safety, made me smile 😀

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Have a Song 😀

Saturday Shambles: Laufen mit dem Hund

Saturday afternoon: Thoughtful Man has gone to work, boys are otherwise engaged and I am throwing a ball for Poppy, our dachshund – a perfect opportunity for some shambling.

Dear Reader, make of it what you will and, hopefully, enjoy.

*Clicky, just links in text for this one, please. I know you like hiding them but constructing a shambles is difficult enough without any tomfoolery*

Trust me

*Hmm… Okay, go get the rainbow snowflakes…*

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On 13th July (13.7 or 137), I had a DM conversation with my friend Legs. I’d been loafing

Legs and Roob converse on 137

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*Ha! Trust Leggy to think about the fertilizer, Clicky*

Waldi was the first proper Olympic mascot, for the Munich Games in 1972. The route of the Marathon race was based on the outline shape of Waldi, a dachshund. I’d shambled it before

The considered and precise lines of the petite canine’s form are typical of Aicher’s clean modernist design and were used for the route of the marathon through the city of Munich. The various parts of the hound were represented by different areas of the city with the mouth being in the Nymphenburg Park, the belly — the main downtown street and in true German style, the rear end in the English Garden.’

If the rear (shitting) end was in the English Garden, what about the mouth (eating) end?

The 200-hectare (490-acre) park, once an Italian garden (1671), which was enlarged and rearranged in French style by Dominique Girard, a pupil of Le Notre, was finally redone in the English manner during the early 19th century by Friedrich Ludwig von Sckell, on behalf of prince-elector Charles Theodore. Von Sckell was also the creator of the English Garden in Munich.

Knot to mention, parks are considered Green (breathing) Lungs

*Clicky…*

It’s got nothing to do with
Vorsprung durch Technik you know
(Parklife)
And it’s not about you joggers
Who go round and round and round
(Parklife)

snickers

*/rolls eyes… Okay, good one… running/jogging is movement*

In my youth, Snickers bars were called ‘Marathon‘…

1896, marathon race, from story of Greek hero Pheidippides, who in 490 B.C.E. ran the 26 miles and 385 yards to Athens from the Plains of Marathon to tell of the allied Greek victory there over Persian army. The original story (Herodotus) is that he ran from Athens to Sparta to seek aid, which arrived too late to participate in the battle. Introduced as an athletic event in the 1896 revival of the Olympic Games, based on a later, less likely story, and quickly extended to mean “any very long event or activity.” The place name is literally “fennel-field.” Related: Marathoner (by 1912).

*/Squint… Clicky, it’s now early evening and I have a lot to cover yet. I’m sensitive that this shamble will grow too big…*

compensating

*No! And that doesn’t count toward reproduction either… /sniff… I’ll continue, shall I?*

Yesterday was 22nd July (22/7) and I posted a Theorem of sorts on MEROVEE  why bad stuff seems to happen in the real world as a result of our posting online there.

Roob's Merovee Theorem

Shortly after, new poster CJ brought news of a shooting incident in Munich… the cause of much running from a man with roots in I Ran…

CJ brings news of Munich

I discussed it with Legs, later…

Legs and Roob converse on 22 slash 7

mate

*Aww, Clicky, you’ve got me… /eyes widen… No! I don’t mean in the reproductive sense*

And then it occurred to me, I’d seen 137, π and an 8 somewhere else before… At Evergreen Terrace

homer-boson

‘The first equation on the board is largely Schiminovich’s work, and it predicts the mass of the Higgs boson, M(H0), an elementary particle that that was first proposed in 1964. The equation is a playful combination of various fundamental parameters, namely the Planck constant, the gravitational constant, and the speed of light. If you look up these numbers and plug them into the equation,1 it predicts a mass of 775 giga-electron-volts (GeV), which is substantially higher than the 125 GeV estimate that emerged when the Higgs boson was discovered in 2012. Nevertheless, 775 GeV was not a bad guess, particularly bearing in mind that Homer is an amateur inventor and he performed this calculation fourteen years before the physicists at CERN, the European Organization for Nuclear Research, tracked down the elusive particle.’

*Click, you have a one-track mind…*

god particle

*Ahh… Very clever, Clicky… /yawn and stretch… That’s enough for now, let’s have a Song…*

ketchup

*Fine, we’ll ketchup later*

 

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Updated – Poppy Sweetpea to the rescue…

Poppy Sweetpea to the rescue

Post title amended.