Dear Reader, the latest missive from Cade, set out below, has been a tad difficult to format…
*’Use the new and improved editor’ WordPress says… Lose all your fucking formatting and music videos up to that point is the result… *
*Yep! The bastards! I had to start it all over again… /sigh… Go get a suitable Song to stick in the bottom, Clicky…*
*/splutters… For fuck’s sake… /guffaws… Oh Clicky, I’m pretty sure it’s not that Jack Jones’s quote… /wipes tear from eye…*
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This is the greeting you get.
If you don’t like it, feel free to fuck off.
But before you go, I’d like to point something out…
What I did there...do you see it?
This is the hook.
It’s catchy…you like it.
Oh…and…Howdy!
^BSOD / This Is Also The Hook [full version]^
If it’s easy to deceive, doesn’t it stand to reason, that it is also easy to be deceived? Sounds easy. I’m easy. But I’m not looking for a relationship right now, so let’s skip the fucking part, and we can just go our separate ways, and everyone is happy.
Nice knowin' ya.
There are two types of hooks…a hook “J”, and a ring “O”, but both are hooks. There can be all kinds of crazy iterations of those two, but let’s keep it on fishing.
A hook, “J”, can be somewhat easily added, and somewhat easily removed. However, once you have caught your fish, you are going to want to keep the “keeper” varieties of fishes, so you are going to need a stringer…”O”…a hook that cannot be removed.
I wonder if fishes that have been caught, then either escaped or were thrown back, ever really have that hook removed?
^Truss – Beacon^
We’ve not done this in a while…so…let’s do it…
RANDOM WIKIPEDIA ATTACK!!!
From today’s featured article…
S-50 (Manhattan Project) – an electroplated steel corrosion-resistant fuel line. It was one of three technologies for uranium enrichment pursued by the Manhattan Project.
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Süleyman of Germiyan – the ruler of Germiyan an Anatolian beylik between 1363 and 1388.
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Malayalam Calendar – a solar and sidereal Hindu calendar used in Kerala, India. The origin of the calendar has been dated as 825 CE (Pothu Varsham) at Kollam.
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Oviraptor – a genus of small Mongolian theropod dinosaurs, first discovered by technician George Olsen in an expedition led by Roy Chapman Andrews, and first described by Henry Fairfield Osborn, in 1924.
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Law & Order: Special Victims Unit – an American police procedural, legal, crime drama television series set in New York City, where it is also primarily produced.
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Owens Cross Roads, Alabama – a town in Madison County, Alabama, United States, and is included in the Huntsville-Decatur Combined Statistical Area. It was incorporated in 1967.[3] As of the 2010 Census, the population of the town was 1,521.
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Varmint (album) – an album by American jazz vibraphonist Jason Adasiewicz, which was recorded in 2008 and released on Cuneiform. It was the second recording with his quintet Rolldown, featuring cornetist Josh Berman, saxophonist Aram Shelton, bassist Jason Roebke and drummer Frank Rosaly.
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NGC 7331 Group – a group of galaxies in the constellation Pegasus. spiral galaxy NGC 7331 is the brightest member of the group. This group is also called the Deer Lick Group,[1] and contains four other members; NGC 7335, NGC 7336, NGC 7337 and NGC 7340, affectionately referred to as the “fleas”.
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Chah-e Darmohammad Makam – a village in Dumak Rural District, in the Central District of Zahedan County, Sistan and Baluchestan Province, Iran. At the 2006 census, its existence was noted, but its population was not reported.
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Charlton Rauch House – a historic home located at Lexington, Lexington County, South Carolina. It was built in 1886, and is a 2 1/2- story, frame vernacular Queen Anne style house with an irregular plan and a gable roof.
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Lodi Crushers – a collegiate woodbat baseball team based in Lodi, California. They are charter members of the Great West League and play their home games at Tony Zupo Field in Lodi.
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Girolamo Tiraboschi – an Italian literary critic, the first historian of Italian literature.
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Pyrausta Omicronalis – a moth in the Crambidae family. It was described by Snellen in 1880. It is found on Sumatra.
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Craig Doyle (hurler) – an Irish hurler who plays as a full-forward for the Carlow senior team.
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Filipino Cuisine – is composed of the cuisines of 135 distinct ethno-linguistic tribes found within the Philippine archipelago, however, majority of mainstream Filipino dishes that compose Filipino cuisine are from the cuisines of the Bikol, Chabakano, Hiligaynon, Ilokano, Kapampangan, Meranaw, Pangasinan, Sebwano (or Bisaya), Tagalog, and Waray ethno-linguistic tribes.
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Sanjurge – a small rural village and former-civil parish in the municipality of Chaves, in the Portuguese district of Vila Real. In 2013, the parish located 6 kilometres (3.7 mi) from the centre of Chaves, was merged into the new parish of Santa Cruz-Trindade e Sanjurge, as part of the White Paper on local authority reform.
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Welp…there ya fucking go…a long overdue Random Wikipedia Attack. Hope you learned as much as I did. Oh, and sorry we haven’t done it in a while.
I miss doing it with you too.
I had no idea that such a thing as “hurling” existed as a sport, ‘cept for as it pertains to drinking. After a night of excessive Jim Beam – or too much beer + too much food – I could prolly sometimes compete with the best of hurlers, as hurling pertains to puking.
^nthng – Human^
Cfrank Davis has some new bullshit today…
Arrogant Manipulative Busybodies
The first thing that popped into my head was…
“wait…what happened to tar?”
I thought that “tar” was “the killer” with respect to cigarettes? Has something changed? And if so, what changes that were changed, are likely to change further? I’ve no doubt that “the pro-smoking” brigade has many valid points, butt it always burns down down to one.
(pun intended)
That said, this “crusader” bullshit is a tough animal to tangle with. Its difficult to know how to get involved in something you feel passionately about. And if you get involved with something to protect people, all while smashing the fuck out of people… Erm, something does not compute.
This bullshit bickering from certain groups/interests has to boil down to sterility. Sterility meaning: method of delivery. Coffee/Caffeine and it’s delivery, is relatively clean, not to mention the dependence on water.
Or had you forgotten about that angle?
I don’t see a rush to reduce or remove caffeine from all coffee(s), which means that’s exactly what is on the agenda once nicotine has been better caged.
So yeah, delivery and delivery mechanisms. We want clean and sterile ones; clean and sterile removes variables, which allows for more efficient, accurate and dependable throughput. Methinks someone is missing something.
(pun intended)
^Jon Hopkins – Collider (Karenn Remix)^
Shipping is where the money is. Freight, transport – it doesn’t matter if you are downloading something from The Internet, getting something delivered via UPS that you bought off of The Internet, munching on a Snickers bar, or taking a breath, or even taking a shit…
It's all shipping.
Matter(s) and motion(s), in motion, intercepted and/or redirected for a time by someone or something, then passed on from there. Everything comes from somewhere, and everything goes somewhere.
This is the hook, it's catchy, you like it.
You get your ass in a car, or on a bus, or on a train, or in your wheelchair, or whatever…then you pedal your goofy ass to and fro…shipped from here, delivered to there. All while carrying loads of shit with you, up to, and including…yep…shit.
Clothes, air(s), food(s), water(s), memory/memories…all while piling more crap on and shrugging other crap off. It’s the nature of travel in nature I guess.
Passenger/Passengers.
All it takes, is for some clever motherfucker(s) to see this and these processes, recognize them for what they are, repackage them, and they can capitalize on it. Sounds…parasitic.
Or does it?
^Dj Randy – Deception^
LegIron has a MASSIVE new batch of bullshit up over at UBU…
Babbling elsewhere
What a fucking rip-off. There wasn’t ANYTHING there. Just a link to more bullshit elsewhere. I’m writing my congressman/congresswoman, to voice my rage, and then I’m starting a new group.
Meh...
I’m too lazy for all that nonsense. Let’s follow the rabbit trail a shade further…
Why are there so many smoking scenes in movies and TV shows?
Why…would anyone…who is in their right mind…take the time…to volunteer to answer random-assed questions…for free…on some website?
Don’t they have some robot that can do this shit? Aren’t there books someone can read? Plus, most of these questions are stupid anyway, so, why take the time?
A: The need unmet.
Any questions?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z4_xHkiSel8
^Yello – Bubbling Under^
Is it possible for a “non-rhythm” to be rhythmic? If not, then any theories you might have about “alternate-universe(s)” and/or “alternate-realities” are going to have to go right out the fucking window. There are always spans within a span. Times to each and every purpose, as it were.
So back on hooks, a “J” will hook for a span, and an “O” will also hook for a span, but they both overlap.
Q1: What if you keep the fish, but don’t use a stringer after catching the fish?
A2: ?¿?
Q2: YEAH!!! What if you use a net instead of a hook to catch your fish?
A2: ¿?¿
Okay, so let’s take this step by step…the answer to the first question is “O” = your piehole instead of a stringer. Not to mention your eyes, nose, and ears, but let’s keep it to your mouth is an “O”, that will eventually snare the fish “more permanently”.
With that out of the way…the answer to the second question is substitute “I” for “J”. In this case, “I” = a needle. Just like a hook (“J”), which is nothing more than an bent needle (“I”), and needles are required to make a net. Needles are required to make up a net also.
Threads.
Enter “S”. String Theory, M-Theory, Quantum Mechanics, Theoretical Physics, Set Theory, Chaos Theory, and on and on…What could they POSSIBLY have to do with…fishing? My guess – and this is just going to be a guess – but, if nothing else, ”landing a big fish” might have something to do with it.
^Objekt – Cactus^
Not all “big fish” are as big as you might think tho. According to science, “The Universe” originally started with an infinitely small “everything” that was all wadded up and bubbling in a single point. With that in mind, thinking scientifically anyway, the biggest fish of all, would in fact, be the smallest.
Q: Perspective?
A: SAY...fucking...WHAT?!?!?!?
OK, I’ll grant you that…but think of this…
Q: Ever heard of a slingshot?
A: !!!
Yeah, I’ve had some ideas about “membranes” as it relates to proximities and contexts. The bubble of our atmosphere, the bubbles/concentrations of gas(es) within it, bubbles in water, bubbles in rock, bubbles in magma and lava…blah blah blah. But bubbles can, and do, warp.
That said, that’s not really where I was headed. Where I was headed, was needles. A point, at a point, within a point, that stretches the point…
Think of a bubble (a point).
Think of a grain of sand within that bubble (b point).
Think of that grain of sand, contacting the surface of the bubble from within (c point).
If we think of the bubble, as our Universe, and the grain of sand as a particle of matter trying to stretch the boundaries of that bubble/membrane, that leaves us with one question…
Q: What is outside of the bubble that allows this expansion to happen?
A: Maybe membranes are stimulated to expand/stimulate expansions in ways that we've not considered?
I’ve certainly not considered them. I mean, I have, but I’ve never talked about it. Why? Welp…lemme take it down a notch or two.
^Yello More (rockabilly mix)^
Why would something, as ridiculously small as a grain of sand, that’s pressed up against the outer limits of our Universe…NOT…have infinite mass? I mean, the weight and mass of the entire Universe is pressing against it…is it not?
The entire weight of our Universe, is pressing up against this grain of sand, and the grain of sand is pressing up against this membrane that is the outermost region of The Universe… So what is pressing back? Is anything pressing back? Or is our grain of sand being urged onward and outward by the entirety of existence.
Let’s say that there is an outer limit to which the grain of sand can go, but our grain of sand is going to go through some amazing changes before it eventually snaps back and returns. What happens?
I dunno, but I have some ideas.
^Yello – La Habanera^
K…so it’s 15:13 in the afternoon on January 22, and me and Roob have been talking a bit on Twitter. There have been a couple of things mentioned that have casually crossed paths with what I’ve been writing on/thinking about today. Now that I’ve started to think about how to address these “crossings”, I’ve gotten kinda lost in my thinking. Not about any of the bullshit, above, because crap like that is always floating around in my head. Relating it…
welp...
that's a horse of a different color...
isn't it?
No one reads this bullshit, so, why do I bother? Welp…I know that a couple of people do read this bullshit. Maybe not all the time, and that’s OK, but I know Roob reads it, and I read it. Prolly gonna be some that accuse me of being “Narcissus-like” as I peer into the me that is me via my writing, but there’s PLENTY of ugly on both the inside and outside that help me balance “shit-thinking” like that out. The “shit-thinking” being, others liberally gracing me with whatever labels are handy at the time.
Ironic that they don't take time into consideration when doing so.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NM8lMbEiABI
^Arcade Fire – Everything Now^
If you label me as dirty and needing a shower at 9:00 pm in the evening, you may be right.
If you label me as dirty and needing a shower at 9:00 am in the morning, you may be right.
What's missing?
Welp, what additional requirements do you have for me?
Are you implying that I need to put on some cologne or deodorant?
Or are you implying that I need to take a shower?
Will a bath suffice?
Do I need to use soap?
What kind?
Do I need a shampoo, or can I just use the soap?
Do I need to also use conditioner, or is one of those shampoos with “built-in conditioner(s)” going to be OK?
Now that I’ve done all that for you…now what? Point being, I may be clean in the morning, but dirty in the evening. I may be dirty in the morning, but clean in the evening. When are we meeting, and what is it you want to do with me that I need to meet your inspection requirements at the time of said meeting? Or was that just a friendly “y0 dude!!! YOU STINK!!!” kind of thing? Ya know…like, you stink, just sayin’…chill on the overthinking.
lolz
Sry. Just trying to make the writing interesting. I realize that you’ve an investment in taking the time to read it, so, I take that into consideration when writing. I say “hi” when and where I can, and that’s kinda all I can do. Anything beyond that would seem…rude.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_zEVA_lLtw
^New Order – Regret^
YES I WORRY ABOUT BEING RUDE IN MY WRITING!!! IS THAT OK WITH YOU, FUCKING DUNDERHEADS?!?!?!?
Jesus fucking CHRIST you assholes are impossible to please and/or appease.
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^Of Monsters and Men – Mountain Sound (Official Video)^
Lot’s of shit, that has no answers, gets dumped, and then it lays there until someone picks it up.
EX: Yesterday, on my own blog, I took the time to look up the lyrics to a song by The Smiths, and I found something that I’ve long searched for, but had forgotten that I ever even asked the question. The question was…
”what in the FUCK is he saying there towards the end of the song?!?!?!?”
A: 'I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell'
Mystery = SOLVED MOTHERFUCKERS!!! Motherfucking Next!
^Max Webster – Let Go The Line (1979)^
Let’s do some digging…CADE STYLE!!!
Newport Pagnell
Baubo
Domesday Book
I’m gonna stop right there, and just point out, that “The Domesday Book” was supposedly the first all encompassing census of the entire country. So, Newport Pagnell’s first mention being in this particular book, should really not be that big of a surprise. Synchronistically speaking anyway.
jmo. Onward.
Newport Pagnell Railway Station
Church of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Redenhall
Hochstetter
Nieuwpoort, Belgium
Fly Zone
No-Fly Zone
No Fly List
Terrorist Screening Center
Vienna, Virginia
Sterling, Virginia
Loudoun County, Virginia
Chesapeake Beach, Virginia
Beach
On the Beach (Novel)
I’ve been listening to The Smiths since the late 1980’s, and prolly know the words to every Smiths song. However, that line from “Is It Really So Strange” has always eluded me. Knowing a bit about Morissey’s lyrical musings, I simply assumed it was something:
A) English, and
B) funny.
He can be quite sarcastic sounding, and even bitter or morose, but there is always an edge of humor to it. When Morrisey writes sad shit…you know it. Prolly why his humor stands out in the way that it does, even in, and amongst, sad shit.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wACCgCCjRc
^The Hollies The Air That I Breathe^
About 4 years ago or so, around this same time of year, January, I drove up to the store around midnight to buy me some snuff. It was VERY cold. The temperature was well below freezing, windy, and generally inhospitable.
Upon entering the store, there was a guy standing in front of, and to side of the counter, indicating that he was not a customer per se/not standing in line: large red duffle bag at his feet, dressed warmly, but his clothing was severely lacking, and it was obvious that he was a hitchhiker seeking refuge from the elements. I stifled any further judgment(s), continued to the counter, bought my snuff, and when my purchase was completed, I turned to the guy and asked him if he needed some cash. His response was…
“What I need is, a place to go.”
I told him that I couldn’t help there, but I then asked him if he had plenty of warm clothes, and he said he did not. So, I went home, grabbed a plain black sweatshirt, a long-sleeve wool undershirt, a couple of t-shirts, a few pairs of normal socks, one pair of thick wool socks, a toboggan cap, then found a small duffle/knapsack to put it all in. I then gathered UP three heavy coats that I got from my mother when my father died, then headed back up to the store.
When I got there, I gave him the bag with the clothes in it, told him what was in it and how he should layer them. Then I showed him the three coats and told him “pick one”. He took a heavy winter coat that my father used to wear when he “went out” – it was a pretty nice coat/looked nice, that dad would wear when it was cold and he was going some place that required a nice dress. He often wore his cowboy hat when he wore this particular coat.
Anyway, me and this guy talked a bit. He told me that his wife had kicked him out, and he was headed back to where he had some family.
“Where’s that?” I asked.
“Sterling Virgina,” he replied to my astonishment. Me being me, I know there is sometimes nothing coincidental about coincidence, so I smiled and said…
”No way! I lived there for several years.”
The look he gave me was one of utter disbelief. Shock. Almost like my generosity was about to take an ominous turn. But I stood my ground, didn’t retreat, and started talking to him about familiar things that only someone who had lived in that area would know. His posture relaxed a bit as I talked about fueling airplanes at Dulles, and how much money I saved on gas driving back and forth to work when I moved from Charles Town West Virginia to Sterling Virginia.
I apologized for not being able to provide him with a place to stay, but told him that I hoped the clothes and coat helped out. He went back into the store, and I got back into my car, and left. On the drive home, all I could think about was the fact that Whatshername and me were on the outs, both wanting a divorce with no means to get one. I wondered how many times I teetered on bailing the fuck out before she kicked me all the way to the curb. Is that what it looks like?
Did he know how, with a glance, I knew that his dress was inadequate for long-term exposure to this kind of weather? Did my taking the time explain my spending a lot of long, cold winter nights fueling airplanes at Dulles airport – which is partially within Sterling Virginia – and how to layer clothing accordingly help him in any way? Was he completely freaked out by our “Virginia” connection? Was I?
I can only speak for myself…and my answer is yes, I was a tad freaked out, but not really. That kind of shit happens to us all the time, but we tend to dismiss and/or ignore, and move on. Nothing wrong with that. Everyone is different.
I think about that dude quite a bit. Where is he? How is he doing? How is his ex-wife? Kids? I have a similar red duffle bag. I keep it packed at all times. I’ll likely never see that guy again.
Weird world.
^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^
cYa | cFa
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4FBOYF7IIQ
^The Smiths – Shoplifters Of The World Unite (Subtitulada en Español)^
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*The Smiths? That’s the song Cade mentions in his missive… /squints… To go with the Jack Jones song at top?*
*/rolls eyes…*
!!!Let's Doo Sum SnewZ!!!
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