Bloody Woman!

*Oh nice ‘Previously at the LoL…’, Clicky… /pats snout… Art magic and an anchoring cigar…*

Wonderful news, Dear Reader: ‘Underdog Anthology VI: The Gallows Stone’ is now available to buy in proper book form…

*/lights up… Kudos to Leggy for managing to get the book out on time… /drags… Elongated art, eh?*

… Of the two stories that I have included in the latest anthology, ‘Waste Not, Want Not’, features – or rather doesn’t feature – one of these…

Hourglass

*/streams smoke… An’ thinking about it, Clicky, ‘Arry Egg’s in my second story… /flicks ash… And can I just say, the choice of biscuit… /drags… took the fuckin’ biscuit…*

Custard Cream Dispenser

*Nifty… /blows smoke ring…*

… In fact there were a number of ‘syncs’ with the new Doctor Who episode, ‘The Ghost Monument’, to my online shambling of the past few of years. Straight out of the trap, at the very first start of the show’s new title sequence, my first major ‘sync’ was put on display…

Purple People Entrance

*PPE… /drags… Purple. People… /winks... Eponymous…*

Feel O Sophie

*Oh alright… /snorts smoke… She ate the biscuit at the end of the episode. Picky…*

…There was the reference to Aikido…

Venusian Aikido

*/drags deeply… Leggy never mentioned the Third Doctor employed Venusian Aikido, Clicky… /plumes smoke… Butt then he calls the furred one a popinjay… /rolls eyes…*

… And then there was the teenage boy’s moment COD calling…

Little King Call of Duty

*That was pure Loopiness, Clicky… /flicks ash… Pitch perfect screaming…*

… But it was the appearance of the Tardis itself, Dear Reader…

Roob and Cade discuss the aqua tardis

*/final drag...*

… Its new aqua exterior…

Aqua Blue Tardis

… And smoky interior, with wheel design walls reminiscent of another symbol…

*/stubs butt…*

… Surpassed only by the telltale amber staining of a million cigarettes enjoyed 😉

The Doctor Likes The Amber Stain

*Me too, Clicky… /pats snout… Me too…*

Dear Reader… 😀 …Have a Song…

 

 

 

*…/swells…*

*Oh fanks, Clicky… /puts fag to lips… Hang on, weren’t it that Veruca Salt wot consorted wiv the squirrels? …/flicks lighter… Bad sorts plopped aht the garbage shute…  /lights up… Fitting. Butt wait, weren’t the brat’s dad played by Roy Kinnear in the original? …/drags …Yeah! An’ I woz only fuckin’ talkin’ about him with Cade the other night…*

Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 1

*What already? Nah, Clicky…*

*Now ‘old yer ‘orses. Nuffin’s bein’ spiked… /streams smoke… Clicky, we’ll get to it in good time. Now settle down… /pats snout…*

GROWTH

In the whirled of MRS REGN, Dear Reader, G stands for Growth…

Hit Girl Signal

*Um… /gnaws bottom lip… Well, the bellend of a cock is kinda purplish, Clicky, ‘specially when grown erect… /sighs with relief… Ahh, yaw referrin’ to her purple ‘air. Oh okay…*

Thanks to the technological marvel called ‘The Internet’, the Okie Devil in Text US and I have watched a couple of movies together this week. He’d seen ‘Kick Ass’ before and I hadn’t, so we watched that on Tuesday evening. Then on Wednesday, we watched a film that I was familiar with that but he wasn’t…

[ANNABEL SNEEZES]
KATHLEEN KELLY: Here you go, young lady.
ANNABEL: What’s that?
KATHLEEN KELLY: That’s a handkerchief. Do children even know what handkerchiefs are? A handkerchief is a Kleenex that you don’t throw away. See? My mother Embroidered this for me. My initials and a daisy, because daisies are my favorite flower.
JOE FOX: May I ask who you are?
KATHLEEN KELLY: Kathleen Kelly. I own this store. And you are?
JOE FOX: Joe. Just call me Joe. We’ll take these books.
GEORGE: Okay. You’re gonna come back, aren’t you?
JOE FOX: Of course.
GEORGE: See? That is why we won’t go under. Our customers are loyal.
KATHLEEN KELLY: They’re opening a Fox Books around the corner.
ANNABEL: Fox Books! My daddy…
JOE FOX: Likes to buy discount. But don’t tell anybody. It’s nothing to be proud of.
MATT: F-O-X.
KATHLEEN KELLY: That’s amazing! You can spell “fox.” Can you spell “dog”?
MATT: F-O-X.
JOE FOX: Look at this dinosaur book. It’s a pop-up dinosaur book. Wouldn’t you like to have a dinosaur book like that? Wouldn’t you like to read that? Sit here and read Matt the book until I take care of things. Whatever you do, just don’t listen
to anything I say. Thank you. We’ll take that pop-up book as well.
KATHLEEN KELLY: The world is not driven by discounts. I’ve been in business forever. I started helping my mother when I was 6, and I used to watch her. She wasn’t just selling books. She was helping people become whatever they were going to be. When you read a book as a child, it becomes part of your identity… in a way that no other reading in your life does. And I have gotten carried away.
JOE FOX: Yeah. Yeah, you have. You’ve made me feel… Enchanting. Your mother was enchanting.
KATHLEEN KELLY: Yes, she was.
GEORGE: How will you be paying for this?
JOE FOX: Cash.
KATHLEEN KELLY: How did you know that?
JOE FOX: From the photograph. That you in the photograph? What are you doing?
KATHLEEN KELLY: Twirling. My mother and I used to twirl. She left the store to me,
and I’ll leave it to my daughter.
GEORGE: Seventy-three dollars, please.
JOE FOX:How much?
GEORGE: Uh, 73 dollars.
JOE FOX: Oh. Uh…

You’ve Got Mail

Hit Girl nose

*Yeah, it did seem like I enjoyed his choice more than he enjoyed mine, Clicky…*

But on Thursday, I had a hankering for some Shakespeare…

Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 1Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 2

*/flicks ashNow I’m ready for me Cade-style question, Clicky…*

Q. Roob, why did you assign the colour ‘purple’ to ‘Growth’?

A: *.../puffs out cheeks...*

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SUP DOUCHEBAGGY DOUCHEBAGS!!! HAPPY FUCKING SATURDAY!!!

My name is Dr. Spoogey McFapsalot, and I’ll be occupying the next bit(s) of space.

Difficult to believe that June of 2018 is already almost over…

but it is...

so get the fuck over it. Speaking of which, do you mark your days, weeks, months and years with anything other than the calendar? Do you mark your seconds, minutes and hours with anything other than the clock?

SERIOUSLY?!?!?!? 

That’s all you use? The clock and the calendar? No rain gauges? No humidity gauges? No outings to just sit and watch the weather for a bit? No star gazing to see what celestial bodies are appearing in which part of the sky and when? No attention paid to trees, grasses and other plants except to note if they need to be cut or pruned? No mind paid to insects ‘cept those that need to be eradicated? No consideration(s) given to animals except those that need to be trapped, regulated and/or captured and exterminated?

Welp, it’s your life, so you can do what you want…but I’d just like to point out a few things about learning to get your bearings…

and that is...

Yeah, you can teach yourself to do these things. I mean, if there is some weird-ass polar flip someday, and suddenly both North and South are located in the same general region only 45° off the horizon from each other, you’ll prolly have a leg up on how this is possible. Maybe even have a leg up on why it happened. You’re certainly less likely to freak the fuck out that it has happened.

^Mandalay – Flowers Bloom (PFM Remix)^

Anyone see the rainbow(s) in that pic above?

Yes? No? 

Welp…they are there. It’s not my fucking fault that you can’t see them. BUT! I am willing to help a brutha/sista out. So let me take my genius skills, put them to work, and I’m gonna put them to work for you, you and only you. Here’s how…

What I’ve done, is take the original gif image apart frame by frame, then put it back together in a slower animation. That way, you can still see all 30 frames of the original animation, but you can see them a shade better than you can in the original.

 Wait....better? Or different? 

Prolly “different” is a better word/phrase to use in this context. Afterall, we’re chasing rainbows. Hopefully, you can see the rainbows now, and you can also see that some are vertical, some horizontal, and in some of the frames there is a shift along the axis. So you are prolly asking yourself…

Q: DUDE!!! What in the FUCK does this have to do with either the color purple or growth?!?!?

A: I dunno. Prolly nothing. Just killing time really.

That said, if we rely on existing tools to do all or even most of the work for us, there is going to be mystery embedded in how certain things are done. Wonder in how things are accomplished.

Mystery + Wonder = Fear.
^Future bound – Sorrow^

I know…I know…fear is something that is typically associated with yellow, and possibly even green. Green afterall is associated with envy and perhaps even jealousy. Mix yellow and blue, and you get green. So does fear and sadness make envy? If so, that’s gonna stumble over into red, which is associated with rage and malice.

But that's not really where I was going with this. 

I personally tend to associate fear with purple…not yellow. Purple is usually associated with royalty, but so is red and blue, which gets us right back to purple.

‘You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me.’

Exodus 20:5

WOAH WAIT!!! Does that mean, that if I personally, can spend my life working on taming that thing called “jealousy”, I can possibly be a better me as a result?!?!?!?

I mean FUCK! If God suffers from jealousy, perhaps this is something that I can work on, and if successful, it’ll help me in other areas as well!!! Jealousy and envy seem to go hand-in-hand, and if I can tame jealousy and envy, that should help me with fear…

right? 

But challenging God to an arm-wrestling match is prolly gonna result in a lot of bumps and bruises for me, and bruises suck major ass. Meh fuckit, any beating I can take so that I don’t have to dish one out?

All the better.

So yeah, in my life anyway… Fear = Purple.

^PFM – Language of love^

Let’s ask RooBeeDoo a question…

Q: ROOB!!! HOW’S IT GOIN’?

A: (your answer goes here...or leave this here and do whatever you want...whatevz)

Let’s ask Clicky a question…

Q: CLICKY!!! HOW’S IT GOIN’?

A: (your answer goes here...or leave this here and do whatever you want...whatevz)

I actually think about those two a lot when I write, so I thought I’d throw a wrench into whatever Roob and Clicky are currently up to. I personally have not been writing at all for several weeks and currently have no plans to do so.

^ASAP Rocky “Purple Swag”^

“ROW” is right there in the big middle of “GROWTH”.

I guess you better get to paddlin’, eh?

There’s even a “ROWT” to take.

I guess you are prolly free to take whichever route you please.

Assuming we are reading into things correctly that is.

“OW” is in there too.

Might be some bruising up ahead.

Guess that would make the “WTH” out to be “WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?”

Keep going…

Keep rowing…

Keep going…

Keep rowing…

Take 5, and smoke em' if you got em'.
^TE VAKA – KALEVE (Live) Polynesian drums and chants^

Speaking of time and/or telling others what to do with their time, isn’t it amazing what people do with their time? It’s fireworks time here in Murca, and Independence Day is only a few days away.

Anyone got any plans? 

Picnic? Beer? Boating? Fireworks? Let’s look some shit up…

Potassium Perchlorate

Copper(II) Oxide

Strontium Carbonate

Composition

Paron

Paron

Binder (Material)

Red Gum

Sulfur

Gum Arabic

There’s a qualification in the description of the video below that no Magnesium (Mg) and no Alumineninnyum (Al) was used in order to “keep the temperature low”. So I guess with respect to the bands of the rainbow, and where purple is, does that mean that purple needs/requires cooler temperatures in order to be visible? Potentially says a lot about where we see rainbows and why. Ultraviolet is going to be lurking around there in proximity, and we all know that UV rays are bad. So I guess purple is bad.

Prolly why I like it.
^Purple Star :Home made Fireworks Project1.avi^

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Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 3Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 4

Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 5Roob and Cade watch Shakespeare 6

*/final drag… Yeah, so we watched Greg Kinnear in You’ve Got Mail one night and then Rory Kinnear in the ‘ollow crown the following night… /stubs butt… which is the reason I mentioned his dad… /stream smoke… All a bit syncy, Clicky…*

Q. Roob, why do you think of the LoL as the Purple universe?

A: *.../scratches nose...*

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*Clicky! Go get Cade’s purple/growth song to finish with. Ya sarky fuck…*

Tomorrow sees us take on Nutrition in the final post of this exploring MRS REGN series, Dear Reader. And then on Monday, I’ll be back at work… Have a Song 😉

Belt & Braces */assumes position…*

New Who Outfit

*Straight in there with the photo eh, Clicky?*

Dear Reader, today the new/knew/gnu Who outfit was released to the world…

Apparel (n.) c. 1300, “fighting equipment or accouterments, armor, weapons;” mid-14c., “furnishings, trappings;” late 14c., “personal outfit, a person’s outer clothing, attire,” from Old French apareil “preparation, planning; dress, vestments,” from apareillier (see apparel (v.)). Middle English also had apparelment (late 14c.).

… Posted an observation or two on MEROVEE

 …and further discussed with Poppy in Twitter DMs…

PSP and Roob discuss The Doctor's new Outfit 1

*She’s a great Dane and I wear the face of Great Dane, Clicky… /lights up… We could be twins… /draws deeply with Gallic shrug…*

PSP and Roob discuss The Doctor's new Outfit 2

*She makes some excellent points, Clicky…*

doctor-hoots

*The owls are not what they seem, Clicky? …/blows smoke ring… What you on about?*

*/drags… Ah, cooper… /exhales… Gotcha! *

PSP and Roob discuss The Doctor's new Outfit 4PSP and Roob discuss The Doctor's new Outfit 5

*Three parent babies are a thing, Clicky…*

PSP and Roob discuss The Doctor's new Outfit 6

*Nice! …/flicks ash…*

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*/stubs butt… Belting, Clicky, belting…*

*/rubs throat… Clicky?*

*… Make us a cup of coffee, sweetie… /sticks out tongue… Those rainbow belts really uber zesty…*

*Oh and get a Song… /bats lashes…*

I think that’s enough to be getting on with for now, Dear Reader. Although a Cade style question suddenly occurs to me…

Q: What’s the point of humans?

A: Our ability to imagine? ...*/shrugs*...

Until next time… Have a Song…

Roo, Roob, Roobee… Rats!

Enormous chair

*Good afternoon, Clicky… /pats snout… You’ve got the enormous chair out… /lights up… Good call!*

Clicky bring chocolate and Red Frank Gets Ruby

*Ooh chocolate! Thank you… /breaks off piece…*

From my last post, Dear Reader, you will have gleaned that, just like Indiana Jones, I named myself after a dog. I have very fond memories of watching that dog as a child, and again with the boys as babes. We still have stickers up…

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*How Thoughtful Man allowed the scary clown to remain, Clicky, I’ll never know… /He’s scared of clowns…*

Over the years I have been online…

*/:O … Has it only been 5 years? Wow, feels longer… /smokes fag…*

… as Roobeedoo2, others have addressed me by shortening my chosen name to Roobee, Roob, RBD2…

*Roobot… /smirks… I met one this week…*

Roob and Cade afternoon chat

*Yeah, I know… Pepper…*

Roob and Cade afternoon chat 2

*Ha! I mentioned Stephen King’s ‘It’ in comments… /sticks out tongue…

*The film opens tonight and apparently the people going will be dressing up as clowns… /grimaces… Thoughtful Man’s working tonight – he’s gonna shit himself! … /drags… Enough of that, Clicky, I want to get onto the rats…*

So, one of the shamble lenses that I use, synchromystically speaking, is my name. I turn my handle… I suppose in this way, I’m a handler

*/:D… Nice catch! …stubs butt…*

Well today, Dear Reader, I read a story of horror in the news…

French girl mutilated by rats

And how is the name of the rat town pronounced?

*/lights up… That’s right Click… /inhales smoke… Roobee everywear… /exhales…*

Now, if you have read, ‘Anatomy of a Hat Trick‘ yet, and watched ‘The Fedora Chronicles’ contained within it, you may have picked up some common or garden syncs. I told Cade about them at the time…

Roob tells Cade the syncs she spots in The Fedora Chronicles

Herbert Johnson was the maker of Indie’s hat…

therats

*And I guess ‘FoG’ could be Friends of Georgie? … /rolls eyes…*

*/puffs… Don’t worry, Clicky, if I remember rightly, the rats didn’t so much float as get a bit singed…*

*A Song already? …/deep drag…*

Roubaix boom town

*Oh I see… /finishes fag… Well I suppose this Library outing is quite long enough…*

Dear Reader, I could go on, like, oh I dunno… how I hate Nazis, but I’ll end this post hear… Have a Song 😉

Ba’al Loon, Pin…’K?

Dear Reader, Red Frank yesterday put up a post on MEROVEE called ‘Further Over The Rainbow‘…

Merovee Further Over The Rainbow

… Inspired, no doubt, but a rare pink rainbow that appeared over Bristol a few days earlier. In the post (as above) and in comments (so below), the 1939 cinematic version of ‘The Wizard of Oz’ and synchroncity is discussed by the MeroVEEPs…

*Oh fucking hell, yeah! Good spot, Clicky!*

Dark Side of the Rainbow – also known as Dark Side of Oz or The Wizard of Floyd – refers to the pairing of the 1973 Pink Floyd album The Dark Side of the Moon with the visual portion of the 1939 film The Wizard of Oz.

This produces moments where the film and the album appear to correspond with each other. The title of the music video mashup-like experience comes from a combination of the album title, the album cover, and the film’s song “Over the Rainbow.” Band members and others involved in the making of the album state that any relationship between the two works of art is merely a coincidence.

*Ah, the whole thing, good idea…*

health (n.) Old English hælþ “wholeness, a being whole, sound or well,” from Proto-Germanic *hailitho, from PIE *kailo- “whole, uninjured, of good omen” (source also of Old English hal “hale, whole;” Old Norse heill “healthy;” Old English halig, Old Norse helge “holy, sacred;” Old English hælan “to heal”). With Proto-Germanic abstract noun suffix *-itho (see -th (2)). Of physical health in Middle English, but also “prosperity, happiness, welfare; preservation, safety.” An abstract noun to whole, not to heal. Meaning “a salutation” (in a toast, etc.) wishing one welfare or prosperity is from 1590s. Health food is from 1848.

Today Blue Frank has posted about the word ‘health’ and how it is a meaningless word… Or how it has become wholly meaningless with zealous overuse…

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*Ah ha… In the Pink… Blimey, you’re on a bit of a roll today, Clicky…*

The general usage of this phrase has altered somewhat since it first entered the language. We now usually see it with the specific meaning of ‘the pink of condition’, that is, in the best possible health. It is tempting but, as it turns out, misguided, to assume an association between ‘the pink of condition’ and the healthily glowing pink cheeks of new-born babies or energetic sportsmen/sportswomen and the like.

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*The doctors at the W.H.O. don’t want anyone to die, Clicky… A deeply flawed utopian quest… /deep sigh… They’ll kill us all…*

*Clicky, that’s in Italian… /thinks… Oh, yeah…*

Last night, my favourite Welshman of Italian extraction posted about the other arse cheek of the Healthist religion…

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…The Greenies whose sole/soul/arsehole concern is the health of the planet and sod the rest of us…

Baʿal is well-attested in surviving inscriptions and was popular in theophoric names throughout the Levant but he is usually mentioned along with other gods, “his own field of action being seldom defined”. Nonetheless, Ugaritic records show him as a weather god, with particular power over lightning, wind, rain, and fertility.

WHO's an Officer

*/squints… Who? W.H.O? … 😀 …I pee si, si… /crosses legs…*

Baal (/ˈbl/BAYL; sometimes spelled BaelBaël (French), Baell) is in 17th century goetic occult writings as one of the seven princes of Hell. The name is drawn from the Canaanite deity Baal mentioned in the Hebrew Bible as the primary god of the Phoenicians.

In this unholy hierarchy, Baal (usually spelt “Bael” in this context; there is a possibility that the two figures aren’t connected) was ranked as the first and principal king in Hell, ruling over the East. According to some authors Baal is a Duke, with sixty-six legions of demons under his command.

During the English Puritan period Baal was either compared to Satan or considered his main assistant. According to Francis Barrett he has the power to make those who invoke him invisible, and to some other demonologists his power is stronger in October. According to some sources, he can make people wise, and speaks hoarsely.

While his Semitic predecessor was depicted as a man or a bull, the demon Baal was in grimoire tradition said to appear in the forms of a man, cat, toad, or combinations thereof. An illustration in Collin de Plancy’s 1818 book Dictionnaire Infernal placed the heads of the three creatures onto a set of spider legs.

Hmm… Maybe a toad of the abhorrent variety

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*Ugh… /shivers… Dreadful woman, paid to inflate hate…*

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*I wonder if that’s why they now want to eliminate pop…*

I think that’s probably enough for now, Dear Reader. Have a Song… It’s brand knew 😉

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*Oh Clicky, Sweetie… I’ve hardly started… /pats snout…*

Polling Day Parcel Post

“Come on!” Thoughtful Man called out to me as he struggled to attach collar and lead onto Poppy the dog. She wasn’t making it easy for him: tail wagging, tongue flapping and spinning in a circle with delight at the prospect of walkies. “You don’t half drag your feet!”

I was dragging my feet as we were off to vote, and I still hadn’t made up my mind who to vote for. None of the political parties were particularly appealing this time round, and the only independent candidate had turned out to be a a bit of a tosser when elected to local government. You wanna bet I was dragging my feet.

“Do I have to vote?” I said joining Thoughtful Man and the frisky pup at the front door.

“Yes. Women suffered and died to give you the vote.”

“Ah, there’s nothing like a bit of guilt from the past for motivation, is there?” I sighed as we set off, dragged along in Poppy’s wake.

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“I wonder if you can tell me what’s special about this room?” the MP escort asked as he opened the door to a cupboard with a flourish.

We were standing in The Crypt, having already visited the Lords and stood behind the Despatch Box in the Commons, marveling at the smallness of the chambers on a trip to the Palace of Westminster that my Boss had arranged as a Christmas gift. MP escort, his latest intern and I squeezed in and stood there amongst the brooms, mops, buckets and cleaning products, piled inside.

“I’ll have to close the door and turn on the light,” he said with a wink.

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We stood in silence and read…

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Well, Dear Reader, I did my duty and voted

911 on polling day
CLICKY: Red Universe this way for the Song…

What I did in the voting booth, and who I did or didn’t vote for, is nobody’s business but my own…

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Thoughtful Man had just gone back to bed for a daytime snooze when Poppy started yapping loudly and pawing at the front door. The shadow on other side belonged to a friendly postie. He was holding out a brown cardboard box, addressed and sealed. I took it, thanked him and closed the door.

“Who’s that?” Thoughtful Man called gruffly from upstairs.

I squealed with delight. “Postman. We’ve got a care package from Poppy Sweet Pea!

“What’s in it?”

Poppy Parcel

“Cigarettes, sweeties and DVDs!”

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*Hey! Save some sweets for me Clicky… /lights up Danish cigarette and drags… And give us a Song…*