Extended CLICK5… CLICKB8: Let’s Go, Brand On

Missive From ‘Merica: Syncing Spooky

Happy Tuesday, Dear Reader 😀

The latest Underdog Anthology, volume XV, is now available for purchase…

*I saw you posted the Afterword, Clicky… /lights up and smokes…*

… And in plenty of time for Halloween…

*What in the actual fuck?! …/flicks ash… Wait, Cade’s missive begins with spoo… /rolls eyes… ‘k… /drags… Seriously, what a bunch of wankers. Unvirtuous, virtue signalling wankers…*

… I’ll post my Halloween story ‘OK Charon!’ at the LoL on the day, but right now, we have a new missive from the Okie Devil in the great State of Text US. Sit back, take a load off and enjoy the wry musings of Cade Fon Apollyon…

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If I can achieve and maintain an erection, but my penis is not currently under contract from any outside vendors, does that make me self-employed when/if I masturbate? If so, do I owe myself money?

I'm potentially running up quite a debt here. 

Makes me wonder about the nature of ejaculation as it pertains to nocturnal emissions. Is there some dream girl floating around out in dreamland who owes me money? And what is it called when a day-sleeper has a wet dream? Is that a diurnal emission? Do the rates change from night to day?

I must know these things.
^Ben Böhmer – Promise You^

Ever operated a cash register? Ever handled cash? Most importantly, do you know how to make change? Lemme ask that again…do you, know how, to make, change.

Do you, know how to make change.

Do you know, how to make change.

Do you know how, to make change.

Do you know to make, change.

Change is all the rage, so if you don’t know how to make it, how can you ever change?

As far as that goes, if you don’t know how to make change, how can anyone else ever expect to make change? You are a knowitall, after all. That’s the rumor you’ve been spreading anyway.

^Chris Lake – Sundown (Original Mix)^

There have been a great many teachers that I look back on with a great deal of love and admiration. However, I get the feeling that I never fully appreciated them back in the day. Don’t get me wrong, as bad as I hated school, there were absolutely a few classes that I really enjoyed taking, and there were some teachers who I really looked forward to seeing them and hearing from them each day. But there was a dynamic that existed at the time which I’m fairly certain never made me appreciate them as much at the time as I now think that I appreciated them then. Meaning, yes, I appreciate them very much now for the things that they taught me back then, but back then I was too green and stupid and inexperienced to appreciate them as much as I think I did.

What’s the purpose of exploring this idea in the here and now? Respect. More than that, acknowledgment in the now of my own disrespect back then. Owning my own shortcomings, and not making my relationship with teachers past out to being something that it was not. Don’t put my finger on the historical scale simply because I have the benefit of being able to do so in the here and now, for my own gain/benefit, and I can do so with little fear of exposure for my fraud. Own the times when I was an obnoxious, rebellious, ignorant and disruptive little shit who caused my teacher(s) a fuckton of grief that they likely did not deserve. I may have even hurt some. Randomly hit one of my teachers with a smart-ass verbal twist or jab during the course of their day, all so I could stand out in the moment amongst my peers. Make my fellow students laugh. I never thought of the weight that may have put on my teachers’ shoulders. Never took a single moment to think of my teacher(s) going home that night with a heavy heart because of something I’d done during the course of their day. Never contemplated what it might be like for them to sit alone in their apartment pondering what in the hell they did to deserve that, or try and relate to their partner or roommate or whatever that a student of theirs had humiliated them during the day.

I don’t know if I can say in the very moment of me writing this that “I am sorry”, nor express myself in such a way as to relate that yes, I am indeed very sorry for always attempting to be the class clown for my benefit at their expense. But I have accepted (or am trying to accept) that these things have happened, did happen, likely continue to happen, I can’t think of a single instance when there was malice in my heart, the fact that I had no malice in my heart really doesn’t matter, but mostly I’m aware that I owe you a great deal of gratitude for hanging in there and putting up with my bullshit during my own learning process(es). Hopefully, via these experiences, you learned something too, and I’m really hoping that whatever you may have learned isn’t just and only that I’m a dry and sarcastic smart-mouth who you don’t understand and comes off as a bit of an asshole sometimes.

Not my fault you're projecting.
^N-Joi – Anthem (Official Video)^

What I was really thinking about in the previous section was the idea of me and my writing probably sometimes coming off as little more than a heckler, sitting in the cheap seats, and doing little more than taking cheap shots at those who are out there actually doing a something and making a difference or whatever.

This is not my intent. 

I realize that doesn’t matter, but yeah, my intent is not to be a someone who sits in the wings and makes clever observations for notoriety/attention. We live in a world in which virtually every arena, the information flow is one-way. We are spoken to, and rarely, if ever, are we allowed to speak. Speeches, messages from the pulpit, rules, laws, practices, instructions, procedures, wishes, spells, charms, formulas, movies, newspapers, magazines, books, newsletters, television, radio, the web, you name it…virtually everything as it pertains to any dialogue of any kind in our society of our times, is all one-way, and the time and opportunity for questions, observations, suggestions and interactions of any kind are almost nil.

On those rare occasions where we mere mortals are allowed to speak, we’re usually so traumatized by the experience/opportunity that we fuck it up completely. We stumble, stammer, our voice shakes, or we’re so afraid to say what we really and actually want to say because we’re afraid we’re gonna look/feel like an idiot, so we throw a softball pitch, or don’t say what we want to say, or change the wording, or change the subject, or worse still, we say nothing at all…in every case, it’s a fucking nightmare on hell’s wheels. We never actually get the opportunity to speak enough, to actually learn how to do it. We never get to interact enough, to actually learn how to do it. This makes us very poor at expressing ourselves and expressing ourselves well, this lack of opportunity to speak also has the quality of seemingly encouraging us to express ourselves incorrectly or perhaps even inappropriately. We just flat out do not get enough “at bat” attempts in our lives to get better when it’s our turn at the plate and we’re facing down that major league pitcher. We never get to know, who we really are, via those experiences which reveal to us who we can be.

Me? Sure, I realize that there are likely times it may appear that I’m just some douchebag of less-than-average intelligence, taking pot-shots at “known” people from the relative safety of the shadows of anonymity where I reside, but the question is…

Q: Am I?

A: ¿Am I some douchebag taking cheap shots at targets of opportunity as they arise/present themselves?

I’ve got no answer(s) for you, and you probably wouldn’t like my answer even if I had one to give. I can only tell you that I am aware of this dynamic, and more than that, I try to be mindful of this dynamic. Beyond that, I guess you’re just gonna have to make up your own mind and speak your own piece. I’m not in the business of thinking for you nor am I in the business of speaking for you. Get involved. Speak for yourself. Mix it up a bit. Learn how to do it. Take the chance of sticking your own neck out, do so of your own accord, and let your own thoughts be known. That’s what I’m doing. I’m no fucking good at it, but yeah, that’s what I’m doing.

/shrug
^Alex H – There’s No Turning Back (Dub Mix)^

You wouldn’t have any inhibitions about drinking water that came from a huge lake would you? Or water that came from a large river, or some massive glacier or iceberg? Modern water considerations and concerns notwithstanding regarding water/impurities/pollutants/etc., what I’m getting at, is that if your water came from some large, easily-accessible and popular source, would you not drink this water specifically because it came from a large/easily-accessible/popular source. Mainstream, if you will. Just wondering why someone would feel guilty about consuming a something that came from the mainstream. Like say…oh I dunno, pop music for example. If it tastes good, and it satiates your thirst, what’s the problem? You afraid someone is gonna see your ears drinking that stuff? Feel like you’re alone in a bar and sucking on the cheap swill for a cheap thrill because it’s something you like, when suddenly all your friends burst in and catch you indulging in something that is not up to their standards?

^LMFAO ft. Lauren Bennett, GoonRock – Party Rock Anthem (Official Video)^

Pure candy. Pure ear candy. Let’s us run that Willy Wonka-esque creation through some aftermarket filters and see how the video tastes after.

^Music videos without music: LMFAO – Party Rock Anthem ft. Lauren Bennett, GoonRock^
Aftertaste...blech. 

Sooooo much better with the music. In fact, that song is pretty fucking good without the video. Uptempo, good foot-tapper, anyone can sing along, it follows the “anthem song” template whilst adding enough of it’s own spice and flair to stand out in the pack, ain’t much if anything not to like about this new spin on an old dish. But then, you get added to the mix. You and you uptight and exclusive friends and all those rules and regulations and protocols and procedures governing what you can and cannot consume. Then, this song comes on…and you, like it.

What to do?! What to do?! 

Maybe this song is a signal from the universe that it’s time for you and your pals to part company. For you to go your own way. I mean, that’s the point of exclusivity, right? Go your own way and be your own thing? Now, who the hell woulda thunk one could obtain exclusivity via drinking from the big pool.

^Pharrell Williams – Happy (Video)^

When you see a tornado, that’s probably what you see.

When I see a tornado, this is what I see.

When one views the Earth/Terra from outside, we seem to have little to no difficulty rotating everything 90° in our heads. We look upon our sphere as if we’re looking out on the horizon rather than looking “down”. I guess maybe this is because our planet is nestled in the void, and something somewhere in our being lets us know that we are basically looking up, which really, is looking out. What I’m thinking about here that, from outside of our planet, we don’t seem to have as much difficulty with translation as it pertains to position as we do when we are on our planet. When one is “upright” on terra firma and/or somewhat upright, we seem to have difficulty with the notion that up is out, out is out, down is out, left is out, right is out. Everything is out. The only “in” that seems to exist is from, the outside. But even that doesn’t hold up for long once one goes deep enough. Keep going in, and eventually, in will once again become out. Some point exists in space or “a” space where everything that is, flips, and becomes everything that was. Gravity and attraction would have to play a part in this I would think, but there’s also something strange going on there with lines and curves. Hiding within that and those, appears to be some strange and unchangeable something. Some absolute. Some programmatic-ish something which exists in nature that says…

begin

if is <> is

then is := was;

end;

Maybe that’d be better stated as…

begin

if is <> is AND was = is

then do

is := was;

was := is;

end;

end;

Something weird about that tho since a something would almost need to happen, before it actually happens. If for no other reason than to ensure that both things happen simultaneously, which should ensure that the values are passed correctly with little to no impact on the system. Tachyons? Maybe also a delay in processing time, to hide the procedure from the observer/experiencer maybe? Maybe also a third heat via speed and distance in Neutrinos and some other goodies? Never can be too safe afterall and a cushion could certainly provide some insurance to ensure that the flip always and forever, occurs. Still, one would think that over time, that’d build up a helluva deficit in time. Maybe that’s how time is actually created tho. Build up a time deficit within time that can never be repaid, so to speak. Keep paying, and keep paying, expansion, expansion, etc., plenty is paid, but the original debt can never be repaid because the meter is still running, always has been, always will be.

^Lane 8 – No End In Sight / Outro^

Odd linear quality to that previous thought. Not so much an expansion as much as an expansion in a particular direction, at a particular time, from a particular perspective and/or certain perspectives. What I’m thinking about here is, imagine an hourglass turned on its side, and some mysterious force is pushing and pulling the enclosed sand from one end to the other. In our Universe, science and scientists always seem to see a balloon. I can see that, but what I mainly see is what I described above. A back and forth. Some is rushing away, some towards. Just kinda depends on where the observer is as to which direction matter and energy are running at that particular point in time. And I guess instead of a single hourglass, there could be many. I’d think there’s nothing prohibiting things moving in different directions at different times, nor that there’d a be any limits on the iterations, instances, nor any limits on the nesting/embedding. Cept maybe the aforementioned of course. That…thing…that causes “not” to become “is” whilst simultaneously, all things remain unchanged.


^Ben Böhmer – Purple Line^

Hrmmmm…I get the feeling I’m being trolled here in some way.

Of all the things I can think of to do with a pressure cooker, banging on the fucking thing whilst it is under pressure is NOT, one of them. Still, I cannot tell if the advertiser is being totally irresponsible here for the sake of advertising, or if they are just trolling me in some way.

Both are a possibility I guess.

Oh, and you’ll need to watch the video below to know what I’m talking about.

^Avery Products – Pressure Cookers vs. Avery^

Speaking of “not following the rules”, being irresponsible and/or being deceptive in making a buck, seems like more and more “the rules” are being flouted, and either A) no one is paying attention, B) no one knows that there are rules to be followed, or C) no one cares. Could be all that.

Are those Hawaiian rolls and coffee really from Hawaii?

Quite sure that packaging is supposed to indicate where a something is actually manufactured and/or where a something comes from. It indicates that there is an audit trail, which indicates nothing shady is going on anywhere along the line, and that stuff you are shoving into your pie-hole is probably for the most part safe/not going to cause harm. Of course, loads of interests out there that don’t care if gold comes from illegal mines in South America or Philippines, or if diamonds come from some war-torn country in Africa, or even if your titanium is coming from illegal purchases made from Russia by your own government…but you can’t eat that stuff, or at least none of it can hurt you.

(so you think anyway) 

But rolls? Yeah, if I go to Hawaii looking to contact the manufacturer of some rolls that had a bunch of metal shavings in them or made me sick, but the manufacturer ain’t actually in Hawaii? Well, what am I supposed to do now? Where did these phantom rolls come from? What recourse do I have? HELP!!!! I guess I have to turn to…my government.

Yeesh. 

Isn’t my government already supposed to be on top of shit like this? Prohibiting companies from operating in such a way as to be deceptive or misleading? I swear I have to do everything myself.

^Kaskade & Moguai feat. Zip Zip Through The Night – Something Something Champs [Cover Art]^

Knowing what we know, offering the vaccine “for free” isn’t much of an incentive. Hell, all kinds of products and services that offer that “free introductory service” or “free introductory time period” bullshit, and we KNOW what a scam that is.

It's a trap. 

Get you in the door, and they can treat you however they want. Always trying to up-sell you, weird charges and fees, damn near impossible to cancel, impossible to get help, and if you bitch or show even the slightest inkling of dissatisfaction, they’ll cut you off. Can’t help but think this “vaccine for free” stuff isn’t any different.

^Above & Beyond – Sun In Your Eyes (@Spencer Brown Remix)^
Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to talk about anything objectively without looking like an idiot.
Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to talk about anything objectively without feeling like an idiot.
Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to talk about anything objectively without being an idiot.
Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to think about anything without looking like an idiot.

Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to think about anything without feeling like an idiot.

Eventually it’ll be virtually impossible to think about anything without being an idiot.

Remember, your opinion…does…not…matter.

Helluva rabbit hole there.

One helluva weapon.

Silence.
^Kalsy – Summertime Bliss^

You want signs?

Here’s a sign for you.

Gun manufacturer Smith & Wesson moving headquarters, some production from Springfield to Tennessee

That there is a fucking sign and a half.

^Lumidelic – Awakening Dreams (Original Mix)^

Let’s explore some psychology on the topic of being accused of something you did not do, defending oneself, and let’s use one of history’s most famous bad guys, Al Capone. Al Capone was accused of not paying his taxes. If Al were to say “I didn’t do it”, does that actually constitute an affirmation/admission of guilt? Al is actually accused of not doing something, as such, saying “I didn’t do it” actually means “yeah I did it”. Nevermind that Al was only being accused of income tax evasion because the attempts to convict him and send him to prison on other charges all failed. You can’t get someone on the charges you want to get them on, so you get them on those charges in a roundabout way, by getting them different charges.

Sounds...illegal. 

More than that, sounds just flat out wrong. Ever occur to you that maybe, just maybe, the reason you cannot get this someone on the charges you want to get them on is because they are…innocent of those charges? Lemme splain where I’m going with this. There are many groups that have vetting processes. Sometimes these vetting processes are better defined by calling them “initiations”. It is with that in mind that we should point out that these vetting/initiation processes are usually done “in-house”, but we should also note that sometimes, people can take it upon themselves to engage in these processes. “Prove themselves”, if you will, and do so without knowledge, consent, approval, nor at the behest/prompting of the group typically responsible for these processes. Some lone wolf wants in the club, this lone wolf researches/learns what they think the vetting processes to be, then they start doing these things of their own accord in the hopes of getting noticed and eventually being welcomed in to whatever circle they desire to join/be a part of.

To make this a little more relatable, maybe think of some person seeing a bunch of “punk rockers” on the street, this person decides they too want to be a punk rocker, goes out and buys a bunch of “punk rock” clothes, gets a “punk rocker” haircut, maybe pierces their cheek, gets a tattoo or two, then proceeds to loiter in the same areas/venues that punk rockers do. In our case however, we’re thinking more about gangsters circa 1930’s Chicago and/or New York, and maybe that there were “wannabes” out there who maybe started doing some gangster shit in order to get a reputation and hopefully get noticed by the mob. Maybe even get asked to join, because like, you’ve already proved yourself for this very reason, right?

With that in mind, let us take this in a bit of a different direction since “the mob” or even “gangsters” is a bit ambiguous. There are, after all, usually many more than just one faction, and these various factions within “the mob” are more likely to be at odds rather than the homogeneous/homologous something it is typically made out to be by outsiders. That’s right, if our lone wolf gets noticed by “the mob”, it is likely that our wolf is on many different radars, and no telling how these various interests may decide to handle this situation. Hell, they’ve basically got a rogue element that they can play six ways from Sunday, do so to their own advantage, having little to no culpability themselves, and maybe even take out their competition in the process. See where I’m going with this yet?

Yes? No? Maybe? 

I don’t either. Just out for a drive for the sake of driving.

^Shapeshifters – Lola’s Theme (Club Mix)^

The St. Valentine’s Day Murders have always been spun as a clear-cut case of agents acting according to the will of/on the instructions of one Alphonse Capone whilst Al himself sat it out in Florida. However, what if some rival faction actually performed this operation for the specific purpose of getting Al pinned with the crime. Al was Public Enemy #1, everyone wants his head, so, why not give one of your own enemies the knife to do it with? Hell, the US Government itself could probably rationalize and justify killing all those people just to get to Capone. Not only are you getting rid of the gangsters to be murdered, you get Capone in the process…

it's win all around. 

In thinking of pursuing Capone on things that are basically unrelated to the real reasons you are persecuting this someone, occurs to me that this is a long, dark train that has no end. Creates questions instead of answering them. It’d be like me yelling at my girlfriend for not fixing dinner, when I’m actually pissed at her because she wrecked the car and I couldn’t give a fuck if she fixed dinner or not. They may have been guilty of both, but the lack of clarity and “solving” one problem via another just seems wrong to me. Convenient for me in the moment perhaps, but it opens a door that may be difficult or maybe even impossible to close.

^Binary Finary- 1999 (Best version released)^

Don’t ask me why initiations have been on my mind. They have tho. And even tho it’s been a coupla weeks since that above was written, something damn weird just appeared on my radar…

All this talk of jab, the jab and jabbing are bad enough, but what was really strange is that it made me think of a tweet I’d seen only last night…

And of course there was this just a coupla days ago…

Not sure what to make of all of it other than 1) things appear to be getting back to normal, and 2) I guess that security bridge in Operation Bridger is still under construction or something.

Operation Bridger

The word “bridger” appears to have some interesting meanings.

“One who bridges, or connects two previously separate things.”

“U.S. fur trader and mountain man, noted for his tall tales.”

That lockdown interlude gave the world but such a brief taste of happiness, hopefulness and harmony. Now that’s ending, it’s “game on!” I guess.

As you were, citizens. 

Oh, and it appears that David Amess dude has died 😦

Sorry you died/got killed dude. Hopefully you and your party haven’t left too big of a mess in your wake.

^Gareth Emery – Long Way Home [Official Video]^

Was the final sentence in that previous paragraph totally out of line?

Disrespectful? 

Welp, hopefully nobody turns the dude’s coffin over and creates a mess of Amess at his wake. Assuming he has a wake. The dude sounds like he was more or less upright and righteous, or at least tried to be, and we all prolly know how hella hard that is to do in this wicked old world. Prolly even more difficult to do in Old Blighty, land of sin, evil and corruption.

But what I was thinking about is I get the feeling that Conservatives and Libertarians alike are quite furious at Conservatives currently. I mean sure, all this SARS-CoV2/COVID-19 stuff and some other weird shit has gotten Brexit almost completely off the radar, but no one in the UK (at least on the Conservative side) seems to be very happy about how Conservatives have been handling themselves regarding CO\ /ID. I guess at its heart, instead of opposing this restrictive and quasi-dystopian legislation, the Conservatives appear to be whole-hog for it. Track and Trace, firing the hero essential workers of the NHS who refuse to get the COVID vaccine even tho they somehow survived the entirety of the initial pandemic, social distancing and mask wearing requirements not being eased and lockdowns that last forever, difficult if not impossible to travel, all kinds of crazy shit that really doesn’t make sense from a “conservative perspective” I guess. But, they are a political party, and every political party is gonna have a mantra of “toe the line, or else”, so maybe they’re just showing their true colors? I mean, I don’t live there, so I have to wonder how “conservative” conservatives really are in the UK.

Maybe there’s some other game afoot here. Maybe the conservatives are playing the long game, and too many people are too focused on the short game(s). I know here in the US, the best way to get something banished forever, is to legalize it. Once a something is actually on the books and in the system, just about anything can be done with it. Assuming the game plan of the Conservatives is indeed to get the laws on the books via their own methods and means so they can better drive them from there, that is. Sounds risky for sure, and a helluva lotta people are gonna pay some hefty short-term prices that may really fuck them up long-term. And it’s not like the Conservatives can come right out and say “hey, we’re doing this for the sole purpose of fucking it up completely and making sure no one can do this very easily in the future”, it’s all gotta be done on the down low and hush hush. The down side to playing such a dangerous game is them getting voted out of office, the Conservatives don’t get to see it through, and all those juicy control laws are on the books unaltered and unchallenged, and just waiting for the right wrong person and/or people to come along and get their filthy mitts on them.

^Source Code – Morning Glory^

The other day some random dude followed me on Twitter. As per usual, I didn’t pay them much mind for a span to see if they’d unfollow me if I didn’t immediately follow them back. Lotta folks on Twitter appear to do that. Follow account for the express purpose of obtaining a follow back.

Trolling, for followers. 

Anyway, as per usual, I went and looked at the dude’s Twitter feed and started the brief vetting process that I typically do, then followed the dude back. I then get what I assume is an automated DM to me encouraging me to go listen to his music and “help spread the word”, I guess about his music, and him and his enterprise or whatever. No way this automated process or bot or whatever could know this, but I’d already listened to the song they sent me in the DM, and my first inkling was to reply back and solicit them to, in return, purchase a copy of the latest Underdog Anthology and maybe go read me and my friends’ blogs.

 rofl...yeah right. 

Ask a bot or automated process, to buy a book. I guess maybe I could query it as to possibly buying/reading the Kindle version? Anyway, not ragging on the guy really as much as just pointing out that, I, tend to plug people’s shit because I choose to of my own accord. If I find something interesting, I share it because there are others out there who might dig it whether it be music or movies or art or information or whatever. Like I said, I’d already listened to that song and was already gonna plug it even tho it’s not really my kind of music if for no other reason that it’s not bad and because I know that there might be someone else out there who’d like it a lot. I’d be there Bridger in this case: bringing people together. And also, there’s a bit in the video that says “MAKE IT ALL ABOUT YOU” which, was syncy as hell because I’d just written something for my own blog where…I make a section that is not about me, all about me. And now that I’ve done the same by making this entire section about me, me and me, here’s the fucking song. Enjoy.


(it's actually pretty good)
^Scott Krokoff – Far Too Many TImes (Official Video)^

cYa | cFa

^George Hall & His Taft Hotel Orch. – Good Morning Glory (1933)^

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*Do what?! …/stubs butt… Just another bunch of unvirtuous virtue signalling wankers… /sighs… Spooky…*

So, there you have it, Dear Reader. Thank you for your time and attention, and… Have a Song…

Missive From ‘Merica: Tight Slots & Big Shots

*OMG, No! That is not what this missive is about, Clicky!*

*Yes! …/lights up and smokes… Hmm, I guess that could be an allegory to what’s occurring with the ‘vaccines’ and great reset…*

*Not if the instigators get their heads smashed in, no…* 

*Well, at least it would be mercifully quick… /flicks ash… Unlike what’s being perpetrated on the sleeping populace right now…*

Happy Friday, Dear Reader 😀

Although he hasn’t written us in a while, Cade Fon Apollyon has more than made up for the wait with a fantastic new missive about gambling. He’s going to Vegas…

*Dunno, I haven’t seen Cade’s poker face, Clicky. Now pipe down, I have a missive to format…*

Enjoy! ❤

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I am going to try and make a note here to never again eat any type of food that has blue food coloring in it. My busted and aging heart cannot stand the strain of that shock in the morning when you look down into the toilet or perhaps when you wipe your backside and suddenly find yourself thinking “OMG!!! I HAVE MOSS GROWING IN MY INTESTINES!!!”

Yep, yellow + blue = green. In this case, that weird “moss green” that is totally unearthly and almost certainly has some kind of supernatural or perhaps extraterrestrial origin. Maybe both. Supernatural aliens have invaded or polluted your body! Bilirubin/bile is/are yellow, which normally turns your feces brown, but the introduction of that blue food coloring into your diet is gonna foil your body’s Dung Shui plans for balance and harmony. Now you’re standing there in the haze of just waking, just had your morning movement and trying like hell to get off of the can ASAP so you can get rolling with your day, and your brain possibly cannot immediately connect the dots as to why you’ve suddenly been sentenced to death by some unknown ailment which is turning your poop swamp moss green. Whatever it is, better get to the doctor quick. Oh, and you might wanna take a stool sample whilst you have one handy. Or maybe just remember that you ate a fuckton of tortilla chips that were dyed blue with blue food coloring in honor of the July 4th holiday, and that is almost sure to be your “problem”. It’ll pass. Like, it’ll pass, go a…nevermind…

you'll figure it out
^WHAT IS SLOT MACHINE VOLATILITY? * WHICH ONE DO YOU PICK? — Las Vegas Casino Slots Bonus Big Win^

I realize that it is a huge part of YouTube culture to say “guys” as much as one possibly can in your videos, but, jumpin’ Jesus on a pogo stick…the gentleman in the video above must be going for some kind of YouTube metrics world record. I’m half-tempted to go back and re-watch the video just to count how many times he says “guys” during the course of the video but I know I’d never survive. Plus, it would just serve to pad his YouTube stats.

*You counted ’em? That’s 3.4 times a minute, Clicky, or roughly every 20 seconds… /drags… That is a lot of guise from a man in a mask…*

I wasn’t very far into the original watching when I found myself skipping through the video just to avoid hearing him say it, and I eventually just skipped to the end parts only to see how much he’d lost on each of the three machine types he was playing. The word “guys” has a binding quality because it is directed at no particular individual. It’s only specificity is, that it is to everyone in earshot. “Guys” has the same quality as “fire” or “run” or “help” or “get down” or “heads up” or “duck” or “all hands on deck” or “battle stations” or similar. If you can hear it, it is likely directed towards you. A very inclusive term. An “attention getter”. Someone is “calling you into the fold” of whatever is happening. Including you whether you want to be included or not. But the best thing about the term “guys” is that it doesn’t have the same negative connotations that my previous examples have. In fact, “guys” is kinda neutral until you yourself actually begin to understand the particulars of why someone is trying to include you in some event

“Guys! Come look at this sunset!”

“Guys! Come look at this light in the sky!”

“Guys! Come look at this dumpster fire!”

“Guys! Come check out the television!”

However, when you take “guys” out of such a specific contextual situation and use it generically, “Guys” when used alone has a very “come and see” type of vibe to it. Whomever is trying to get your attention only wants to get your attention and keep it until you yourself figure out what is going on. Or maybe even grab your attention and hopefully you’ll never catch on to what is going on nor why. Yep, I can see why “guys” has become such a popular parlance in the “influencer” and/or “content creator” realm(s). Very catchy, very inclusive, and it always works. Grabs attention, and has a propensity for keeping it for a spell.

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It’s kinda like something a barker at a carnival might use to draw in the rubes for various purposes. Some rubes the barker will want to buy a ticket, get them in to see the show, then get them the hell out. Other rubes they may want in order to pick their pocket. Still others they’ll want to buy a ticket AND they’ll want to try and later lure them into spending even more money on the various schemes waiting for them inside. You cannot rob every single person of all they have, carnies will know this. The game is about numbers and the various dynamics within those numbers.

Today they are widely called “metrics”. 

Which individuals are plucked off of the assembly line, when, and for what purposes. Mainly you gotta endeavor to bury “the big scores” in the aggregate. Surround a loud noise with a bunch of smaller noises so as to have a dampening effect on that big noise. Isolate that big noise, and keep it isolated. When you have some lone individual screaming that “HEY! THEY RIPPED ME OFF!”, and the official powers get involved, you need to make that one person completely isolated and alone. If you rip off a bunch of people, this “isolated person” will have allies. Can’t have that. Now you’re facing a mob, and mobs are scary things. Gotta make this one sucker seem like an isolated event, and that gives you a leg up in putting the burden of proof on them. You, as a carnie, you’re operating a business, right? You cannot lower yourself to perform such unscrupulous activities because it would affect your entire business in a negative way. This person screaming about getting ripped off is a nutcase. They’re crazy. More likely that they are just pissed about losing their money, and looking for someone to pin it on. I mean, look at all these fine people here that we’ve treated fair and square. Hundreds upon hundreds of folks pour through these tent doors every day, and you don’t hear any of them complaining. They’ve all gotten their money’s worth, and that’s what we do here…give people their money’s worth.

Heh, genius. 

Playing the long odds, and winning, because the game is rigged long before the long-odds lightning ever struck.

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What’s that? You don’t see the connection between unscrupulous carnival workers and legitimate business interests? No WAY that legitimate businesses use the same models as shady carnival operators to make money.

lolz

In denial much? Who is it, exactly, that is telling you “we are legitimate”, eh? Exactly…the same fuckers trying to sell you something. Not to mention, do you really think that some business person is gonna come right out and tell you “our goal is to fuck you out of every single penny we can get from you”? Math, is math. Numbers are numbers.

There's no way around that. 

Well, actually, there is, and there are ways around that. Question is, are you aware of these pathways? Spend a lot of time crunching numbers, do ya? Spend a lot of time in the shadows and on darker pathways trying to understand how these systems really work, do ya? Nah…not you…you only travel the legitimate pathways. You keep your nose clean. It’s the righteous pathways, and only the righteous pathways for you. It’s all you know, and you have not a clue how they really work. You see, only what you want to see. You listen, only to who you want to listen to. Has an effect of making you feel exactly how you want to feel.

Mmmmm...cozy.
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Oh yes, you are on a carnival midway every single day of your life, and you have barkers screaming at you day and night to indulge yourself in whatever it is they are hawking, you likely just don’t see things that way. In fact, it’s possible you don’t see things that way because the noise of the carnival has lulled you into the very trance it wants you in.

Q: How many advertisements do you figure you see in the course of an average day in your life?

A: ???

Even with me not being much of a gambling man, I’m gonna be willing to bet that whatever number you came up with is extremely low – low, according to the experts anyway. I think it important to point out that the article I linked was from a little over 4 years ago, and a helluva lot can change in 4 years. Anyway, I’m gonna further wager that your numbers are so low because you don’t consider things like the McDonald’s sign up in the sky on a pole as advertising. Nor the Kroger’s sign atop a grocery store as advertising. I mean, they aren’t…trying…to…sell me something. Not like, in commercial commercials like on TV and on the radio or on the web. Yep, safe to say that you may have been lulled to sleep and not even know it. You have devised such clear-cut modalities as to what is and is not advertising and/or commericals, that you are getting carpet-bombed with ads the live-long day and don’t even realize it.

And hey, I’m not knocking commercial interests really either. When I’m on a road-trip in some unfamiliar place and I’m totally surrounded by unfamiliar things and feeling a bit lost even tho I know exactly where I’m going, my tummy is rumbling and I really need to get some food and a brief rest, and then I see that McDonald’s sign sticking way up above the horizon 3 or 4 miles down the road?

Ahhh...what a comfort. 

Something familiar. Something known. A haven of a more or less absolute known quantity is just ahead. I don’t have to chance dropping in to some unknown local greasy spoon, get shitty food at bad prices, then spend the rest of my journey stopping every hour because I’ve got the shits or maybe food poisoning. No…those old days of taking chances at local dives are gone. I can buy-in to the known quantity, and I’m almost sure to get a square deal. Of course, I’m fucking the local gentry that used to rely on travelers like me for them to have an income, but meh, that’s progress. I want the known thing, I don’t want to take chances nor assume risk that might fuck up my own position.

Digress.
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I got a question for anyone who looked at that Forbes article which mentions that most people are exposed to between 4,000 and 10,000 advertisements per day…

Q: How many advertisement were on that article?

A: ¿¿¿???¿¿¿???¿¿¿

15 for me. BUT!!!

Q: How many advertisements were in that article?

A: heh...you didn't think about that one, did you.

The most obvious and glaring ad you missed is gonna be from Forbes itself. Forbes is bringing you this content, hence, it is an advertisement for Forbes and also an advertisement for Forbes content.

2fer1. 

But there’s also an ad for “Forbes Agency Council” at the top of the page. There’s a sub-ad for “Council Posts”. There’s an ad for “Leadership”. Now we can get to the ad for the article author…Jon Simpson. That’ll bring us to the ad for Jon Simpson’s company, Criterion.B. You then have a picture from and an advertisement for Shutterstock. To the left of the first photo are ads for Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIn. There then, in the body of the article itself, are ads for Apple, Android, Crate & Barrel, Unilever, Banana Republic, Lucky Brand jeans, another ad for Facebook, and ads for Instagram and Crest toothpaste. I should take a moment to point out here that Instagram is owned by Facebook, so Facebook has gotten three ads in this article so far, but only one of those is “quasi-official”.

What’s that? You don’t think that a writer would ever intentionally mention certain products because it is in their interests to do so? You don’t think a publisher would ever tell their writers to mention or NOT mention certain products because it is in their interests to do so/not do so? That’s fair. You’re probably right. Let’s us get back on the topic of how many ads you are seeing, and where they may be lurking and hitting your being without you even realizing it. Did you see those three bars at the very top left of the page? How about those “Subscribe”, “Sign In” and that little magnifying glass at the very top right of the page? Did you notice the date and time on the article? Did you look at the address bar and verify that the hyperlink agrees with the date and time on the article? This date and time stuff may not seem like it’s advertising, but it is. It’s a something that Forbes or the author can potentially leverage at some point and say “Hey look! We got here first! We’re smart! Invest in us!” It’s a vector. A dynamic. A metric. A hook.

 A selling point. 

Just trying to point out that you’re likely being sold via a lot of ways that you don’t really realize, and some of these ads may be downright insidious as to not only how they work, but the laws that do or do not govern them. Seriously, how many of these ads are recognizable as…ads. As advertisements and/or advertising of goods or services. And that’s part of the struggle – knowing when you’re being sold, who is selling you, and what you are being sold. It may just be down the river.

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These models work, and they are in every facet of human life. Keep the risk(s), low. Keep the reward(s), high. Going in, you know that you are going to have to deal with whistle-blowers, back-stabbers, traitors, wild cards, those who develop a guilty conscience and/or crusaders of all kinds as it’s just part of the game. So, you employ models. Ways. Means. Practices. Equations. Algorithms. Theories. Laws. Anything and everything to get you what you want, and do so with a minimum of damage to yourself. Question is, are you, yourself, being vigilant? Are you, ensuring that the laws of the game are being obeyed, or are you letting certain law(s) slide? Are you turning a blind eye because it suits your purposes to do so?

The law(s) mean fuckall if no one is enforcing them, and mean even less if the majority doesn’t care if the laws are enforced or not. In fact, “the majority” may feel that it is in their own best interest(s) if certain laws are not enforced or if certain details are overlooked. Might be some unforeseen opportunity has arisen, and it behooves you in the moment to forget about certain laws or even pesky principles that might stand in your way. Fuck the minority, this may be my one and only opportunity to get what I want. BTW, if you’re thinking that I’m hinting around at all of the lawlessness that it taking place surrounding this COVID-19/SARS-CoV2 business, you just might be right. If that thought had not occurred to you prior to me mentioning it, well, I’ll be mindful to lay it on a little bit thicker for you next time, seeing as how you’re all Snow White pure and unworldly and all.

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From that video above on Baccarat…

The dealer will decide, based on a predetermined list of rules, when they draw a third card for the player or a third card for the banker. The dealer will take care of all of that for you. If you wanna see a list of the rules as to when a player or a banker draws a third card, speak to the supervisor and they’ll give you a chart to let you know, so you can follow along and see when you’re supposed to draw the extra cards.

The dealer will take care of all of that for you.

Hrm. 

So, walk into a game, not knowing the rules, and perhaps not understanding the game at all, but trust us, we do. After all, your only interest, as a player, is winning. You are totally singular minded in this game. You, sit down at a gambling table, to win. Let us help you do that.

Heh, heh, heh. 

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I am so fucked. 

You may have notice that I’ve been watching some videos on slot machines, and have also been playing a video game that is supposedly very similar to the slot machines one would find in a Las Vegas casino, and yep, it is clear that I am totally fucked. Aliens could abduct me and take me to their home planet for a visit, and I think it safe to say that it would not be nearly as foreign nor mind-blowingly scary as my visiting a casino. Yet, that’s what I’m about to do, and after spending some time trying to understand how these slot machines work, safe to say I’m fucked.

The concept of “never take money to Las Vegas that you aren’t prepared to lose” is not a new one to me. Heard it most of my life in fact. I know that the small amount of money I’ve saved to take with me to Vegas in a few months is not coming home with me. But that’s really not the issue here as much as it is me trying to understand these various games and how they work. I guess I was under the impression that you drop some money into an individual machine, pull the handle or push a button, and if you get matching symbols in a line straight across, you win something…if not, you lose your money…

simple. 

But oh no, that’s not the way it works. Now you can bet on all kinds of crazy lines and combinations, and you can make all kinds of crazy bets on these weird line combinations, and the “BAR-BAR-BAR” or “Jackpot” concept is pushed way off into the background of some “bonus round” type of something that you have to earn the right to play by getting some faux-jackpot round qualifier something. Worse still, the criteria for what pays and what does not pay is so abstract and non-linear that I can only assume that this is because those in the gambling industry have so perfected the numbers that all slot machines are now basically reverse-ATM types of machines.

I’ve been playing these video slots on my computer, and they are so fast-paced and so intricate as to the particulars, and I am having trouble comprehending the numbers that the computers have to be crunching in order to calculate every single position of every single symbol. Worst of all tho, I admit that I’m not having much fun. And that’s the point, right? Have fun? You KNOW you are going to lose. The games are designed to keep your attention focused on winning long enough that the casino can take every penny you have from you, that’s a given. But even with that in mind, it is very difficult to have fun if you have no clue what is going on, if you do not understand the game. Now you’re saddled with knowing that not only are you aware you were going to lose, but also with the knowledge that you have no idea what transpired on that screen to make you lose, and what would have transpired to make you win.

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Not bad at poker. 

I’ve been playing poker since I was probably 6 years old, I understand the game, and even when I lose, it’s still fun to me. There’s something about sitting around a poker table that is familiar to me, comfortable for me, and hella fun. Probably because I understand the dynamics of the game, and I have an understanding of the situations that can arise which can make myself or others a winner, or a loser.

Started out learning how to play at the family games that always came together at Thanksgiving, Christmas and sometimes other family functions, eventually started playing with friends, then co-workers, can follow the cards fairly well, can read people reasonably well, and I can usually hold my own against just about anyone I’ve ever played against. But I’ve never played poker in a casino. Hell, I’ve only been in a casino twice in my life, that was coming up on 7 years ago, and both of those times were only because whatshername drug me up to this casino under duress. I didn’t gamble, had no desire to gamble and didn’t even want to be there. Just walked around and watched her do…

whatever it was she was doing. 

Anyway, I’m now faced with the dilemma of, do I stick to the slot machines whilst in Vegas, or do I actually sit down at a poker table and see what the experience is like. I guess my fear is that I’ll wind up sitting at the table with a bunch of sharks, I’ll get the big-head, they’ll suck me in, and crush me. Which, wouldn’t be so bad were I not in the position that I currently find myself in. I guess more than anything what I’m wondering is, how will I, considering my circumstance, handle the concept of winning if it were to happen to me on this trip out there. If I win a $2,000 jackpot on some slot machine, am I gonna squirrel that money away in the casino’s house safe and bring that back? If I were to start winning at some poker table, how do I know when to walk away from the table so that I can bring some money home? Should these even be goals for me? Do I leave everything there?

This is a once-in-a-lifetime trip afterall. 

I’ve never been to Las Vegas. This will likely be my only trip to Las Vegas. This trip has been on the schedule for 10 months now, and it’s burned a hole in my brain for the entirety of that time. It’s now right around the corner, and it’s becoming more and more obvious that I am completely ill-prepared for whatever in the fuck awaits me. Which, me being me, that’s fucking perfect. Historically, the more ill-prepared I am for a something, the better I tend to fare.

What’s concerning me, is this weird desire nagging at me to prepare. I’m much better at freeballing/walking in blind, so…is it because that I’m in such a shitty position and in such dire need of money that it has awakened some something inside of me which has a desire to go out there and behave like a man on a mission, to break Las Vegas as if the Universe has some big something waiting for me out there and I come home with sacks of cash then go off and live the remainder of my life in some measure of comfort?

Can't be. 

If that were the case, I’d be playing the lottery every fucking time there is a drawing, but I don’t. Wonder what could be eating at me so much that is making me so nervous about this trip.

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These folks are burning through hundreds and sometimes thousands of dollars in very short periods of time. $25 per spin? $50 per spin? Sometimes much more? These are many times $0.01 cents per individual bet or $0.10 per individual bet, yet they’re playing so many “multipliers” or “lines” or whatever that the actual wager per spin is winding up being $25 a pop or more? It also appears that the amount you bet somehow changes the entire dynamic of the game itself. Like, better $1.00 per spin puts the machine in one mode, and betting $75 per spin puts the machine in some other kind of mode. Um, this is very disconcerting considering that all of this is happening within and from a single machine. Maybe this is why I’m having such a tough time following the numbers. What you bet can pretty much turn one machine/one game into a completely different machine/game.

Hrm.
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The other odd thing that stands out to me is these mishmash kind of nomenclature as to “credits” and “dollars” as they pertain to “winnings”. Seems like someone is trying to at least partially obfuscate the various buckets and what they contain. Your “480 Credit” bet is, I guess, $48.00 dollars. 480 x $0.10 is, $48.00. And when you “win”, you are paid in “credits” which you have to extrapolate into dollars. If you win 1200 Credits on your $0.10 denomination bet, you have to figure that you just won $120.00. Yeah, the machine will eventually do that calc for you once the winnings are finally tallied, but I myself am trying to figure out if these conversions are done to help the player, or to help the casino.

 lolz, we already know the answer to that one, eh? 

For me what I’m trying to figure out how I can maybe actually play some games without burning through all of my money in 10 minutes. Which, it would appear that most of these folks are burning through thousands in much less time than that, and I ain’t gonna be taking thousands to Las Vegas and I’m gonna be there for four full days. FUCK! I have no idea what in the hell I’m gonna do for those four days. Sure as shit won’t be gambling it looks like.

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Kinda odd that my journey in this particular writing mostly started off with me chasing down the reason that some people use the term “guys” so much in their online content. Not long after I watched that YouTube video where the dude won’t stop saying “guys”, someone I know made me aware of a coupla other YouTube personalities.

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I’ve not chewed on what I’ve seen for very long so I’ve decided to save most of my thoughts for my own blog because I’ve been WAY too wordy here already. But I will mention that what I see on these particular YouTube channels ain’t really any different than the stuff that I see on other YouTube channels. People being edgy and controversial so they can run their hustles…nothing more. Promotion. This is nothing new. Doesn’t matter if you don an expensive suit, sit behind a desk and give financial advice, or maybe put on a chef hat and go into a kitchen and start cooking some stuff, or perhaps slip into a thong and start shaking your goods, or put on a flame retardant suit covered in gasoline, set yourself on fire, mount a motorcycle and then jump over a house and land in a river…doesn’t matter what you are doing, it’s all promotion. Promotion, to make a living.

Your niche. 

Now…all that being said…there’s one player in this game/these games that you are likely paying no mind or perhaps even missing completely…the camera. Always and forever, and without fail, there is a camera. The presence of a camera, will always, alter behavior. A camera provides an audience. This camera will ultimately be a window into what could potentially be a much larger audience, but from the onset, the camera is the audience. That’ll bring us to the other unseen and unacknowledged participant…you. The viewer. I mean, you don’t think these people are doing this shit for fun, do you? They aren’t idiots either. No matter how much of a bumbling dunce they may appear on the video screen, the truth is that you are likely the dunce.

Lemme elaborate…have you given any thought at all as to how much preparation the people who are making these videos have put into making them? Because I assure you, it’s almost assuredly a lot. TONS of preparation. Loads of thought goes into how to capture your attention, and keep it. Question is, how much thought are you really giving to what you are seeing? Lemme stick a video in here real quick that may seem to be WAY off target as to what I’m talking about here, but I’d request that you watch the following video, give some thought to what you are seeing, then we can catch up on the other side.

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One of the down sides of enjoying what you do or even appearing to enjoy what you do, is that the final product is that this is likely to instill a great deal of jealousy and contempt in those who see it. For example, in that video above, the artist gives the impression of having a really great time. Getting to some cool places, see some cool things, all while listening to a cool tune. But the reality is that a lot of planning went into making what is effectively, a lie. I mean, running around to a bunch of different places/locations just to capture a few seconds of video at each place? Hell, the logistics of that alone is enough to drive most people batty.

But then you have to consider the lighting, time of day, potentially waiting for hours on end for the sun to get in just the right place so you can shoot a few seconds of video. Making sure you can actually shoot where you want to shoot without yourself getting shot. And after you go to all those places and get all those shots, now you gotta go back home, dig through all the footage, pray that all of it turned out OK, edit it all together, do all your clean up, all praying that your original vision is coming together as you planned it, and you did all that for a 2 minute and 12 second video.

Yeah, I think it safe to say that someone who is in the habit of streaming live on the Internet for several hours at a time and potentially consuming huge amounts of food has likely put some thought into what they are doing and why. They may have even put a great deal of thought into what they are doing and why, and when, and how, etc.. They’re really only showing you the parts they want you to see. And that’s what you’re here for, right? To see what you want to see? Consume massive amounts of the stuff you are craving?

Q: Who is the “feeder” in this situation?

A: You? Or them.

Could be you are feeding each other. Like some fucked up marriage where both of you are on some endless loop of cutting the cake and jamming it into each other’s pie holes.

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One last thing that I’ll toss in here is that people using their bodies to make money is nothing new.

It's really all we have. 

The only way to may money is to use our bodies in some way, shape or form. Which parts of our bodies we use and how? Well, that’s kinda subjective. It’s okay to use your hands until you’ve got carpal tunnel so bad that that your hands no longer work, or okay to use your back until it breaks, or okay to use your mind so much that you go insane, or okay to use your feet and/or legs until you can no longer even walk, or okay to work in some shithole where you breathe in so many dangerous chemicals or pollutants that your lungs give out…

but ohhhh no. 

You can’t use your mouth to consume massive amounts of food. Can’t use your multiple chins nor your giant gut to make cash. Can’t use your breasts or vagina to make money. Nope. Using your body to make money in those ways, is wrong. Truth is, you’d be hard pressed to find a single industry or trade that does not have some kind of risk(s) associated with it. Loads of industries and trades are also gonna have stigmas of all kinds. The bottom line tho is that the intent is always the same…making money. Making a living. Providing for yourself and likely others. It may just be that we ourselves are sometimes unhappy that someone has found an unconventional way to make their own way in the world. We didn’t think of it. Or maybe we did think of it, but we for whatever reason(s) didn’t take the plunge. Maybe we’re jealous. Maybe not. Maybe we’re too conservative when we need to be taking risks, and maybe we’re taking risks when we should be conservative, and we just … can’t … seem to fucking find that “in” we need, when we need it. Or maybe we’re just too dense to realize what we’re holding when we’re actually holding it.

/shrug 

Just thinking aloud. Food for thought.

🙂

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Gonna add an addendum here. I’ve already sent this to Roob, she’s edited and formatted it, but she had a question about something I said in the previous section, and it got me to thinking that maybe what I was trying to say in the previous section could actually use a bit of expansion.

In life, virtually everything that one does is likely to be considered, private. We humans have a propensity to share very few aspects of our own lives with others, moreover, the number of people we tend to share aspects of our lives with is gonna be very small. We’re like pies that almost no one ever even gets a crumb of, let alone gets an entire slice of. To actually give some kudos to some governments, at least governments tend to recognize that this dynamic exists, and many either have laws or precedents within law which both recognize and protect these aspects of human life.

And what difference is that? 

Welp, the difference between public, private, and who gets to decide which is which, where, when, according to whom, and why. Most of these thoughts are going to swirl around the ideas of defamation/slander/libel, which means that, yep, “the press” or “the media” is typically hip deep in these goings on. The concepts/primary distinctions that I personally was introduced to back in high school via my extraordinarily phenomenal government teacher was the ideas of whom is thrust into the public eye, and who thrusts themselves into the public eye. Which, what in the hell is “the public eye” anyway, and who are these people who are being thrust into it and/or thrusting themselves into it?

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We currently live in a world and in times where privacy is being raked over the coals, and in most instances being flat out trampled. Your privacy is a valuable commodity, and just about anyone and everyone who is involved in commerce of any kind wants a piece of your own personal privacy. They want to know you. They want to know everything about you that they can. But I’m getting off track a bit and that’s really not what I was getting at in the previous section.

What I was getting at in the previous section was that, in order to survive in this world, you are sometimes gonna have to reveal some parts of yourself that are private. You’re parents, family, guardians or whomever are going to want to know things about you that you may or may not want to reveal. When you go to school you’re gonna have to open up and reveal how smart or dumb you are in certain regards. When you make friends, you’re gonna make those friends, and ultimately keep those friends, by revealing things about yourself. When you engage in social activities, when you go shopping, when you apply for jobs, when you interview for jobs, when you engage potential partners, when you encounter strangers, when you travel, when you apply for credit, on and on…just about any and all interactions in life are going to require you to either show or hide certain aspects about your own self. And it’s with that where my thoughts in the previous section lay.

When you, as an individual, are deciding what to do and when, you are usually taking personal considerations into account, and maybe doing so without even realizing you’re doing it. But I don’t think “not realizing it” is the case when it comes to thing like YouTube content creators or influencers or whatever. Typically, these folks are allowing you glimpses into their own lives that you almost certainly would never see, and the short of it is that it takes a fuckton of balls to do that. They’ve taken the plunge, and as a result they’ve opened themselves up to what is potentially an endless reservoir of criticism with very long odds of a worthwhile return. They’ve seen an opportunity and taken it instead of remaining in the “private” realms.

I guess with my mind being on gambling and how I personally am going to handle this upcoming Las Vegas trip, I’m thinking in terms of the foolish and wise decisions that one can make when sitting at a poker table, or sitting at a slot machine or whatever. You’ve taken one step in deciding to go. You’re taking another step when you walk into the casino. Another when you actually engage a particular game. Yet another when you begin to participate/play, and this is where things can get really wonky, because from here on in you are going to either be kicking yourself or praising yourself for every decision you’ve made and every action that you’ve taken. You’re gonna keep doing this until you walk away from the game, and even then you’re gonna be scrutinizing both the decisions you’ve made as well as the decisions you continue to make. Moreover, all of this is likely happening within full view of the public. Others in the game or perhaps just bystanders are going to be watching you, and they too are going to have opinions about your own style of play, the decisions you make and when, your mannerisms, your attitudes, how you handle victory, how you handle defeat…it’s a very similar concept to these same public/private types of thoughts attached to the previous section’s ideas of who takes what plunges in life and when. Who is actually in the game, who is not in the game, why they are where they are, what their intentions are, and ultimately it’s like some big public and private opinions circle jerk that is only happening because a few select people decided to sit down and play a game.

Now, because this example takes place in a casino, pretty good chance that most people will keep their opinions to themselves at the table. I think it’s quite frowned upon on a casino floor for players to make unsolicited comments or give unsolicited critiques to other players, and I think that goes double for any observers who are not actually in or a part of the game. And it is with that which I’d point your thinking back towards our Youtubers and maybe give some thought to whether you are a player (fellow content creator/public person) or an observer (user/private person). May also give some thought to your own station in life. Give some thought to your own intentions. Primarily, are you happy being a private person in wandering through the casino known as The Internet, or would you rather be sitting at a table or playing one of the games? Do you wanna be supportive of winners when they’re up as well as losers when they’re down? Do you only want to be supportive of winners? Do you wanna criticize and dog the losers? Is that “your” game? And do you play this game publicly? Privately? Both, but are choosy about which one you do, when and where/with whom? And if you do ultimately decide to actually play in one of the available games, what are your intentions with respect to how you want others to treat you, and when?

I don’t know if there is a “bottom line” that exists within the framework of these thoughts. But if we were to ever find ourselves near some kind of “bottom line” type concept, and were we able to recognize it as such, it would probably tell us something like…”Hey kid, you’re just gonna have to make a decision, and regardless of what happens as a result of your making this decision, you’re just gonna have to take whatever comes up, good, bad, or indifferent.”

Jmo…it’s highly possible I’m wrong about every aspect of every thought I’ve expressed here. But, I keep plunging headlong into what is potentially oblivion. If only I could see where I was going.

😉

^Simian Mobile Disco – Hustler^

cYacFa

^High Roller by The Crystal Method^

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*Oh, now I get you, Clicky, the lotus flowers are like the booster shots… /stubs butt… although I’m not sure guaranteed longevity forms part of the plan…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader…

CLICK5: Carry On Kidding

CLICK5: Mid-Week Mid-Wittery

Missive From ‘Merica: We Kenned… Know How?

Well, hello there, Dear Reader. ‘Tis I, Roobeedoo…

*Hot stuff… /smirks…*

… As you may know, I’ve been taking a backseat recently on writing posts and letting Clicky do the heavy lifting here at the LoL…

*You’ve been fucking stalwart, Clicky… /pats snout… The besterest assistant ever…*

… Butt! Lovely Cade Fon Apollyon, the Okie Text US Devil, has sent through a new missive…

*That’s surprisingly accurate, Clicky…*

… His missives are always full of wonder, and I take great delight in being able to share them with you, Dear Reader. Enjoy!

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STRANGE THINGS ARE AFOOT

SYNCY

SYNCY

SYNCY
AFOOT ARE THINGS STRANGE

So fucking syncy, that something is stinky.

WAY too syncy…to…be…real?

That’s the weird thing about syncs tho.

Real or manufactured, they’re just syncs.

Kinda up to you to figure out the details and meaning(s) and whathaveyou.

All the syncy stuff I’ve been seeing is prolly just my imagination running wild.

I’m sure everything is fine.

Just a bunch of crazy shit lining up for some unknown reason(s).

Nothing to see here…not yet anyway.

Move along citizen.

We’ll keep you posted of any developments.

^Bill Withers – Use Me (Official Audio)^

Had a dream a coupla nights ago where some angels took me to some place. When we got there, they explained to me that this was the place where I would die. Wasn’t really shocked, I wasn’t scared, was more confused. I didn’t recognize the place nor any of the surroundings, and the only thing that was really weird was I’m actually standing in this unknown place where I was supposedly going to die, surrounded by angels, and I was like “OK…um…now what?”

The angels just stood around looking at me, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe I was supposed to just lay down and wait to die. Or maybe start scanning the horizon for some incoming something that was going to kill me. Or maybe the angels are under the impression that I would have some inner intuition about what is about to unfold. I had nothing. I honestly felt completely blank inside. No desire to flee, no desire to fight, not even really a desire to understand. After all, it was the angels who brought me here and told me this is where I would die, so if they know where I’m going to die, shouldn’t they already have all the particulars? Should I query the angels and ask them for instructions?

There was really nothing for me to do but stand there, so that’s what I did…just stood there.

As dreams do, things only got more strange from there as the angels wandered off, and I returned to my job as a mine shaft inspector. Lolz, yes, I guess such a thing exists as I’ve dreamed this bit many times over the last coupla years…I’m inspecting these really huge and deep mine shafts and reporting on any and all problems. Not like the real ones which are usually narrow and cramped, these are more Hollywood style mine shafts that are massive and almost always go straight down. In this instance, I had to climb down several thousand feet of ladder in this massive tube leading down into the Earth in order to check the water levels at the bottom. It would appear that this particular shaft always needed to have a certain amount of water in it, but for some reason the water level was several hundred feet short, and I was quite panicked about that fact. Relayed the information to my superiors, and then my mind wandered off into some more crazy dreaming that I won’t relay here because you’re prolly already bored out of your skull.

The place where the angels took me was high up in some mountains in a remote area where there was no infrastructure at all except for those provided by nature. I didn’t recognize the mountains as they looked like a cross between the Appalachian and Rocky Mountains, but to confuse me even further it was Fall and all of the leaves were turning a yellow and yellow-ish brown that I’d associate with neither the Rockies nor the Appalachian. They took me to an outcropping near an alcove on the side of a rather tall mountain, and I could see down into a valley on my left with a smaller mountain to my far left. I could not see to my right.

Thinking now that this may not be the best information to relay since it appears my blind spot was on my right.

 Lolz...someone might take advantage of such information down the road 😉

Anyway, it was not cold, the temperature was normal-ish, the sun was setting to my left and the entire valley burned with the colors of those yellow and yellowish leaves. There were some scattered rocks near my feet, but it almost appeared as if this small area where I was standing was purposely cleared by someone. It resembled a camp site, but I don’t recall seeing any evidence of a camp fire site, and I recall that in my dream upon seeing the rocks scattered around, my first inclination was to start picking them up and examining them. Maybe something in my psyche knows that I love looking at rocks. Let’s move on since you like do not care if I like looking at rocks.

After reflecting on the dream a bit, I’ve got to thinking about the concept of “being told”. Being directed. Being made aware of things and particularly being made aware of certain specific events. There was an irony raging inside of me during the dream thinking to myself…”Well this is just fucking great. I’m in some place that I’ve never seen before/didn’t even know existed, this is supposedly where I’m going to die, and these angels have brought me straight fucking to it.” Thanks a lot.

Sheesh

This is probably why I did nothing in the dream except stand there and just kinda survey the area. There was nothing else for me to do.

In my own life, I’ll sometimes dream things (whether sleeping or lucid), then I’ll encounter that same place in time somewhere down the road. But in these instances, it’s never just a place, it’s a time. Sometimes the place will be right but the time wrong. Others the time is right but the place wrong. I’ll always get this feeling of “I know this”, and it’s kinda like a deja vu, but not really. I gotta be honest in saying that it feels more like operating in several dimensions at the same time, but doing so from a single dimension in a single place at a single time. Like there’s a convergence of multiple dimensions, but things aren’t lining up exactly like they should. Or perhaps that things aren’t lining up as they previously did. Some change has occurred and the dimensions are no longer operating as they would have and/or did previously.

(if any of that makes any sense)

Some permanence in time and space has been altered.

I know this place in my mind now, so sometime down the road if I encounter it or anything similar in real life, I’ll know it. I’ll have that “holy shit” type of moment, and absolutely nothing will matter regarding any particulars except “I know this”. It won’t matter what is going to happen, nor what was supposed to happen, nor what should have happened, nor what actually happens…what matters is that it is happening-ish, and it happened before-ish. Learning how to step through these moments in time where everything is supposedly all planned out and you know exactly what is supposed to happen, but you ditch all that bullshit and live in the moment irrespective of all that. Deal with it in the moment as if you had no clue what is supposed to happen, because the reality is that you don’t. It will be different. Much will be the same, much will be similar, and some points will be so jarringly identical that it’s tough to keep your wits about you as you move through the moment(s), but many points will be so radically different that you cannot help but dismiss any “greater meaning” and you stand firmly in reality knowing that this is you, being yourself, living in the moment, doing things as you as an individual would do, and no amount of foreseeing or prophecy or fate is going to change that. Be…you. Deal with it as it comes, not as it was predicted.

What I also have been thinking about is the notion of being led. Or even being diverted. Sidetracked. Also the choices that we make and how they lead to certain eventualities. How our lives can change radically based upon certain decisions or events, and whatever was, is no longer. Whatever was going to be, will not be.

Right now, in this world, and at this time, virtually everyone on the planet is being led to make decisions that are going to radically alter their lives. Doesn’t matter which path you choose either. For some it will lead to the grand life the Covid-19 vaccine promises, for others it will lead to calamity. Doesn’t matter whether you do or do not get the nCoV-2019 vaccine either. Both pathways lead to the same places. Some will regret getting the vaccine, others will regret not getting the vaccine. Some will get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives, some will not get the vaccine and go on to live happy and normal lives. The only question is will you or won’t you. Everything beyond that is some vague place out in space and time that you may or may not get to.

^Ghost Dance – Dance with Death (feat. Luz)^

Be yourself. That’s what I get out of these experiences. Be yourself, in the moment, and use the tools that you already have to remain yourself. Don’t put on a show, don’t try and be what you think the Universe wants you to be, don’t try and earn a bunch of brownie points by doing what you think everyone else wants you to do, don’t try and be some idealized version of yourself, don’t try and be some stylized version of yourself…be yourself. Be your actual self. Live in the moment, as yourself. Use the opportunity to be who you really are. Use the opportunity to learn who you really are. Learn what you are made of. Learn what you can be. To know, who you are.

Typically, if you are a male and watching some war movie or some movie where there’s all kinds of fighting and/or conflict, at least one of your pals is going to pipe up and say “OH! IF THAT WOULDA BEEN ME, I WOULDA TOTALLY KICKED THEIR ASS!!!!” or “I WOULDA MARCHED RIGHT UP THAT BEACH AND KILLED THE SHIT OUT OF EVERY ENEMY SOLDIER MYSELF!!!” or some similar nonsense. They have an idealized version of how things should be or how things should be done, and they’ve also convinced themselves that they are capable of actually doing things this way.

Kindof a confusing mindset to take considering that all evidence points to exactly the contrary. Meaning, how is this person getting an idea that they could do things differently and/or better, when everything you are seeing is providing you with evidence that, no, you probably couldn’t. If you are pinned down on a beach with hundreds of enemy soldiers firing at you, you’d likely do exactly what the people on-screen are doing…keeping your fucking head down and stay put.

It occurs to me that people like this have no clue who they are…they only know who they want to be.

Sure eventually you might actually become what you want to be, but then what.

But…who the fuck were you all this time up until now?

^The O’Jays – For The Love of Money (Official Soul Train Video)^

I’m guessing that the “global warming” and/or “climate change” agendas aren’t working out as planned.

Gotta cook up some new ideas to explain why a something is going to happen.

Hey, if human predictive abilities are really that great, then why the hell hasn’t everyone won the lottery by now? Or hit it big on the stock market? Or drained every casino dry? Or seen every single hiccup or disaster coming from miles away?

What’s worst about this new moon thing is that at one point the moon was getting closer, and then suddenly “no it’s not, it’s getting further away”, and then it was the moon’s gravitation is eventually going to effect the tides less and less, and now suddenly this “wobble” in the moon is gonna fuck us royally.

The only thing that I can figure is someone plugged in some new variable into their modeling software, they got some weird results, and decided panic was the best course. I can’t read the article because you have to register to read it, so I guess I too will just have to make shit up.

Q: What the fuck ever happened to cycles?

A: ?d¿e?r¿p?

Science (or at least certain interests) seem so preoccupied with finding some permanent and forever something, they don’t appear to be using cyclical data in their models. Or cyclical models in their models. Or just flat not looking for cyclical patterns. They wanna find something absolute. Which is pretty fucking weird considering that virtually everything we know is…cyclical. I guess maybe some individuals don’t like the fact that apparently the only concrete something is that everything is cyclical. I’m not suggesting that there are scientists who are out there who really would like to see the moon do something funky and it really fuck our planet up…but yeah…there are probably some. I mean, be honest…you like to see a good car crash, right? A trainwreck? A tornado? A flood?

Sure ya do. 

You can watch tragedy from the safety of your own home and sit around feeling all superior about your own life choices.

One thing is certain tho, it doesn’t appear that those in the “green” realms give two shits about how they sell their agenda, as long as they sell it. Which, makes sense. Lotta people have a lot of cash riding on these agendas. They’re shorting. They’ve bet against the house. They’re expecting a big payoff and are going to lose everything if it doesn’t.

Wow…how paradoxical, eh? Betting everything, on the idea that some are gonna lose everything.

^Morgin Madison – Gamma^

The way that “green ideas” are being trashed sucks because there really is some fucking horrible shit being done to our environment, and a lot of really good ideas can come out of conservation movements or even just individuals learning how to be good stewards of our planet on their own, then sharing their findings with others. Color me a conspiracy theorist if you want, but I have to wonder if a lot of these ideas are being shit on, because someone up there in the hierarchy wants them shit on. “Green ideas” are counter to their interests, therefore they are playing along in order to destroy these ideas from the inside. Just a theory I have as to why so many companies are so quick to jump on the green bandwagons, and today you’d be hard pressed to find one that does not tout themselves as being part of it or at least doing something “green”.

Embrace the rebellion.

Embrace the rebellion, in order to destroy it.
It's an old story.
^i_o & Lights – Annihilation (Afterhours Mix)^

How many psychology students do you think there are in the world? Right now, at this moment, across the globe, how many students are there who are studying psychology or psychiatry or anthropology or some social science of some sort that is concerned with humans and/or their behavior. How many hundreds of thousands of people are studying to study people?

Heh...see where this is going yet?

No? Well, maybe think of it like this…how do these students conduct their research, and upon whom are they researching. Can you think of any place that might be available for such students to conduct all manner of tests and testing upon a huge swath of unsuspecting people? Oh sure, there are standards for conducting research, and especially if one is going to submit this work to their teachers and peers or whatever.

There are even ethics to consider.

But with all of the corporations and advertisers and governments and God only knows who else doing all manner of research on individuals via online activities, who’s to say that students cannot more or less slip through the cracks of the system and do all kinds of crazy “research” on others as they blunder around the Internet.

And you thought all those cutesy Twitter tweets and Facebook posts were heartfelt or maybe just innocent fun.

You might be wrong about that.
^No Mana & EDDIE – Fragile Human^

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

Wait...lemme back up.

I was thinking about scruples, and that got me to thinking about individuals who are in positions where they have no other choice but to lead some crazy crusade in order to extract both themselves and others from whatever predicament they find themselves in. Historical precedents where history reflects that so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the medical field, but some pestilence arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Or perhaps so-and-so didn’t really want to go into the agricultural field (hehe…agricultural field), but some famine erupted, and they felt compelled to do something. Or maybe so-and-so really didn’t want to go into the military, but some war arose, and they felt compelled to do something. Necessity dictated behavior. Or at least, some more tangible and easily relatable necessity.

I’ve been listening to some talks by Wes Cecil, and he’s mentioned that the biggest problem facing students today is that none of them seem to know what the hell they want to do. Probably all want to make stacks of cash, but that’s about it, hence they aren’t sure what they need to study in order to achieve this goal of being financially stable and/or wealthy. Which makes sense that they want to make the bucks, because who the hell wants to work some low-paying job and live in some trailer park or in a shitty apartment in a bad part of town? Who wants to struggle to pay bills? Who wants to have a need, but cannot afford it? No one. Hence, you need to take care of yourself, and maybe your family if you desire to have one, and you achieve this by choosing a vocation that can provide lots of money.

Things must be pretty good if the only crusade one has to lead is the crusade to save yourself.

AH! Now we’re back to where we started…things are so good, that there’s really nothing to do but care for yourself.

At it’s core, not exactly a bad problem to have. If more people focused on taking care of themselves, not nearly as much effort would have to be expended taking care of others. But that’s the rub.

Q: How do people wind up in positions where others are required to look after them?

A: Bad vocational choices might be at least one answer.

So now we come back to making money, and scruples. Can one, make scrupulous decisions with respect to choosing a vocation to learn, when there’s not really anything on the agenda other than making cash so you have a nice home and nice clothes and a nice car and can eat well and good have health insurance and can travel, etc., etc.? Quite self-serving sounding on the surface. But again, if you are self-sufficient, that means you’re contributing via other less obvious ways, and more than that you are not a burden on any systems. In fact you and your ilk are a blessing because you are shouldering the lion’s share of fiscal responsibilities in your society. You aren’t going to win any Nobel Peace Prize for this, no songs are likely to be written about your fantastic exploits, and no stories will be told about you to regale and amaze the masses.

This is not what most people want tho, is it?

They don’t want a Ford Escort, they want an Audi or a Mercedes-Benz or maybe a Lexus or Tesla. They don’t want to live in the burbs, they want to live somewhere upscale, posh and flashy. In order to do this, they might have to evaluate their own personal scruples.

Maybe give them a bend.

I’m sure that there are plenty of school counselors who will be more than happy to lend an assist.

^Pan!ck – Prism (Lyric Video) [Ultra Music]^

Ya know, there’s something about all this “the light” bullshit that should really be sending up some red flags for people, but I get the feeling they miss this entirely. If I say anything “negative” or express some kind of displeasure or if I ever have a frown on my face or anything that is displeasing to these “light workers” because it doesn’t fit their happy and shiny mold? Welp…who else does this. Who else is displeased when I am not bright and chipper and well groomed and have a perma-smile splashed across my face?

Anyone?

Can you think of anyone who behaves in this manner because they are crafting a happy and perfect world, and they want this reflected in their children.

Oops! I think I just gave a spoiler there.

Yeah…parents. Some parents anyway.

They always want you putting forth some shiny and happy looking image so that the whole world knows what a great person you are because your parents are great people and you have a happy and healthy family.

Hey, nothing wrong with looking clean and happy, but there’s definitely something wrong when it’s militaristic. Smile, or else.

Meh…a lot of “starseed” stuff comes across my Twitter feed, and for the most part I like it because it’s inspirational, but I admit I get a bit skeptical when these tweets start ragging on you if you aren’t meeting some standard.

WHY AREN’T YOU SMILING GOD DAMNIT?!?!?!?

WHY AREN’T YOU HAPPY?!?!?!?

Your denigrating me doesn’t help matters, but if you must know, I broke two toes last night, my dog died and my job doesn’t pay me enough to help me get my ailing mother into a care home.

Thanks for hopping on the “kick me” bandwagon.

Appreciate it.
^deadmau5 – Arguru 2k19^

The fact that one can remember they knew something, but cannot recall the specifics about what it was, is interesting something to ponder. How is it that these holes exist, yet whatever once filled them is gone. Now, I personally started off this thought wondering about the possibility of, and any potential mechanics of…the hive mind. Stay with me.

There are some who submit that there is indeed a human hive-mind type thing going on, and that our brains and/or beings are utilized by some unseen web of consciousness which spans the entire planet Earth/Terra. This would mean to me that it is likely that, either consciously or unconsciously, we all of us work together to solve certain problems. Like an array of computers crunching away at problems both actively and passively. Which, if this is so, raises the question…

Q: Can someone grab one of my own ideas?

A: ???

I have an idea, but by the time I make it to the computer to write it down, the idea is gone. I remember that I had an idea, but the space where it sat is void. Is it possible that someone snatched it? Or maybe it’s just a matter that I worked something out, but someone needed it more than I, so this global consciousness array decided to give it to someone else, leaving me with only a hole. We are talking about connected systems, so interrupts and/or prioritization is likely a thing.

All that crazy groupthink nonsense aside, I do have to wonder how it is possible that I can remember that I created a node in my own mind, I can still sense the node, but whatever occupied it is irretrievable. Since most of my “ideas” are usually the result of thinking about a lot of different things, maybe this individual idea has been assimilated in totality into some other/larger concept, and only the node from whence this idea sprang remains. Or, maybe it’s somehow encrypted. It’s still there, I just cannot access it for whatever reason.

/shrug

^George Smeddles – Back To Me (Visualizer) [Ultra Music]^

We want people to like us, yet we seem to do everything in our power to do the very things that will make people not like us. I’ll have to save the details of what I mean for another missive. You can chew on the idea for a bit tho if you want.

Or not.
Have a great weekend.

Go get laid or something.

That’s what I plan on doing.

Go to dinner, get drunk, get laid.

But, only 1 of those 3 things is likely to happen…can you guess which one?

lolz
^Jay Lumen – LondON^

cYacFa

^Snoop Dogg ft. Dr. Dre- Smoke Weed Everyday lyric 420^

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*Very satisfying, Clicky. Can’t wait for the follow up missive…*

Have a Song, Dear Reader… 😉

CLICK5: Sign Language For The Def

CLICK5: The New Normalcy