Missive From ‘Merica: From the Edge

Missive Time, Dear Reader! I challenged the Okie Devil of Text US to send a postcard…

*Cade… /squints… You must know, Clicky…*

*Oh, you were pulling my Leg…*

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You are reading this sentence.

You have read that sentence.

You have read the previous two sentences, and are now reading this.

I can see why some people hate my writing.

I certainly give plenty of reasons.
Let’s keep at it.
^Pan-Pot – Weltlinie^

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My kids went to a Superbowl party yesterday. Just asked my youngest who won, and he said…

”The Patriots. No wait, the…um…no, yeah, the Patriots.”

I’m guessing that one of the two teams had a fair shot at being the victor, and I guess someone, the game’s MVP, is going to Disneyland. Speaking of that, a certain someone passed along a link to a YT video where the Superbowl is being declared as…a Satanic Ritual!!!

Now, I don’t mean to get off on a rant here, but this sounds vaguely…familiar. Lots of people I’ve bumped into over the past few years have talked about the ritualistic nature of events, and especially, sporting events. Not going to mention any names, but yeah, there seems to be a fascination in certain realms with those who have a fascination with events. Almost sounds like watchers watching watchers kind of thing.

Digress to the realm of digrestishness.
^Boston 168 – Oblivion [ODDEVEN004]^

Dial 911, and I come running. The video is below, and if you take the time to read the description, you’ll notice that it uses enough catchy vernaculars to choke a horse. That immediately makes me personally…skeptical.

Skeptical about the content. 

Yes, I actually watched this video all the way through. It pretty much contains the same old crap of manufacturing synchronicities and/or syncs or whatever, and they do this by taking images and juxtaposing them to suit the video creator’s needs. Not saying that stuff like this isn’t sometimes shocking or jarring, because it is. But that’s kinda the deal with seeing things for the first time. Meaning: we wonder as to the meaning; we stand (or sit) with mouth agape, and wonder as to the purpose.

Is this chance?

Is this fate?

Why did I find this?

The short answer is, because you were looking for it. The long answer is, well, that’s your own path.

You'll find it....whatever it is.
^deadmau5 “Soma”^

“The Blood of Jesus” is very important in this video. So are shapes and symbolism, and how Satanists uses symbolism to achieve their purposes or whatever. Ironic that the creators of this video also use symbolism to forward their own agendas. Not only that, they use the very same symbolism. Makes we wonder which side you are really on. But while watching the video, and listen to their “Christian” blah blah blah, all I could think about, was…

…but Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. Early in the morning he came again to the temple. All the people came to him, and he sat down and taught them. The scribes and the Pharisees brought a woman who had been caught in adultery, and placing her in the midst they said to him, “Teacher, this woman has been caught in the act of adultery. Now in the Law, Moses commanded us to stone such women. So what do you say?” This they said to test him, that they might have some charge to bring against him. Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground. And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, “Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.” And once more he bent down and wrote on the ground. But when they heard it, they went away one by one, beginning with the older ones, and Jesus was left alone with the woman standing before him.

John 8: v 1-9 (ESV)

You gonna accuse Jesus of being Satanic for scribbling in the dirt?

Yeah, I didn't think so. 

Anyway, here’s the video if you have 13 minutes and 57 seconds to waste. 

^Satanic Ritual Bowl 53. Serpent Eyes Tree of Life. 69. Dragon of Babylon! 911^

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As Roob has stated in her previous article, me and her watched Lord Of The Rings over the weekend. Yeah, all three of the fuckers.

The extended versions. 

What a journey that must have been. No…not the viewing by us over the weekend…the movie making process itself. I have no idea how long the process was, but it must have been long. Prolly a lot of people thrown together who had never met each other, possibly some long-term and lasting friendships created.

Q: Ever notice the views on a YT video, and you go back and watch the same video later, and the video has less views than it did the first time you watched it?

A: ???

Prolly has something to do with YouTube auditing and pruning views from click-farms or other nefarious revenue-generating streams. What’s that? You weren’t aware there was such a thing as click farms?

Click Farm

Click Fraud

You may also not have known that YT and other providers audit stats, but they do. What does YT video views/auditing, people meeting on a movie set, and click farms have to do with me and Roob watching the LOTR trilogy over the weekend?

MSM, baby. Networking.
^Regal – Fenix (Amelie Lens Remix) [INV020]^

If you want to watch people walk great distances in slow-motion, all while rehashing the same old arguments over and over, then LOTR is for you.

Stereotypes and archetypes. 

Holding on to the same old grudges, and doing the right thing anyway. The films definitely give you a lot of time to ponder the concepts addressed. That is, if you can stand the constant drone of the music trying to guide and direct your emotions. And the music in these films certainly does that. Almost as if the music is added simply to let you know how you should be feeling about a particular scene or set of events or whatever. It almost follows that soft-loud-soft principle that has become such a feature in contemporary/modern pop music.

Dynamics (Music)
Loudness
Frequency Response
Envelope (Music) (Redirected from ADSR envelope)
Attack
Decay
Sustain
Release

You think that certain people in certain groups/streams or whatever would use certain principles of warfare in an otherwise unrelated field or venue? Maybe even use musical principles as a tool of warfare? Prolly a stretch to think that someone would violate the sanctity and purity of something so wonderful as music, but to be fair, not everyone likes music. Lots of war, wars, battle/combat in this movie. Maybe music and warfare go together like bread and butter. Gollum hated bread for some reason tho.

Weird little fucker.
 ^FJAAK – The Tube [INVOLVE]^

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Ever feel a weird pinch when moving a certain way? Like, just under the skin. You remove a heavy dish from the oven, and suddenly, there is this weird burning/tearing kind of feeling in the skin of your fingers and/or hand because of how you are holding the dish?

Ergonomics. 

How often do you remove heavy food-laden dishes from an oven? Your main concerns are not getting burned while simultaneously not dropping the dish. Suddenly, there’s this weird pain that threatens you with both. Not to mention, you are left puzzled as to exactly what this pain was, and what was causing it. You get dismissive. You were holding the dish wrong. It was your fault. Ignore it, and make a note to hold dishes differently in the future when removing them from the oven.

^Pan-Pot – White Fiction^

That’s how easy mistakes are to make. You spot a minor irritation, and you make corrective action(s) that allow you to keep finding more and more ways to do things wrong. I’m not damning your ability to overcome obstacles, I’m simply trying to illustrate where things sometimes maybe start to go wrong. You’ll wind up down the road with some mobility threatening disability, and you will start to wonder where it all started.

You’ll look for “the big stuff” first. “Major” injures and traumas. Slips, falls, accidents of any kind that you can attribute to the disability so that insurance can get their socialistic heads wrapped around where to collate you and your ailment. They ain’t gonna pay for it otherwise.

Not that I’ve been down that road or anything, and not that I still travel it now. Just trying to maybe pass along, that yeah, I’m still working on it, and maybe you can help me out by making some mental notes about the things that you normally might think of as being dismissible and/or negligible. Especially those things that you move to the “welp, that’s just part of getting old” pile of excuses.

Sorry, that's not good enough for me.
^Setaoc Mass – True Lies [SK11006]^
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I’m supposed to be writing a postcard. Limeys hate postcards, and they hate German postcards even more. So let’s us see what an Okie can come up with for Limeys to hate on.

Hrrrmmmm. 

Where should I start? I KNOW!!! Don’t postcards have like a standard? Like, postcards have to be of a certain exact set of dimensions in order to be qualified as a postcard?

Postcard Sizes

AH AH!!!!!! There’s mention of “Old British Postcard Sizes” on that article. THAT’S where this hate comes from!!! Goddamn Limeys think they have a monopoly on postcards. Buncha uppity fucks. Let’s see if we can find what the history is.

Postcard

Kitsch

Them’s some strong words coming from 1921. Wasn’t the war well over by then? Weren’t England and Germany supposed to be making nice? Being friends? I guess victory is sometimes as bitter a pill as defeat. I know it sure seems to be that way with Brexit. But what’s that bit about German women being plain? I’ve known a few German women, and they sure as shit didn’t seem “plain” to me. So what in the fuck are these knuckleheads talking about?

^deadmau5 / Faxing Berlin (Original Mix) [full version]^

It seems to be the job of Limeys to be grumpy and/or have a generally bad disposition. Germans tend to be be similarly classified. So what in the fuck is going on with this almost 100 year old battle over the postal systems and their products and services?

Kitsch
Kitschy
Kitschiness
Kitschy
Kitsch
Corny
Kitch
Kitchen
Scheiße
Shit
Corn
Peanuts
Peanut
Bantu
Bantu Peoples
Bantu Languages
A6
Grumman A-6 Intruder
Flight Of The Intruder (Novel)
Rhodopsin-Like Receptors
ISO 216
ISO 9000
Shinola

Ah. Basically, this is some kind of North Sea nonsense as to what is/is not, shit. I would imagine that the principle argument that Limeys have would be any subjective annotations that are made on the postcards themselves. Like, a picture postcard of Buckingham Palace, where the accompanying description says something like

“This is the building where the King and/or Queen of England do most of their fucking and shitting.”

Not that anyone would ever do such a thing.
^deadmau5 / Orca [full version]^

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Speaking of the post and postal systems, me and Roob watched this film called Going Postal the other day.

Going Postal

My first introduction to both Terry Pratchet and his Discworld universe. Yeah, Roob quotes him all the time, and I can kinda follow because it’s usually a contextual reference to whatever is being talked about, but I’ve never read any of his stuff before. It was an interesting tale to be sure.

A fun watch. 

Pretty straightforward, with just enough weirdness to make the tale pretty goddamn strange, and leaves a lot to the imagination as to who these players really are. The acting was great, and, it had Charles Dance in it. Did you know that there is a famous TV fisherman over here in the USA called Bill Dance? And yes, we here in the US actually have outdoor shows where we watch people out hunting and fishing.

^Wehbba – Catarse [DC192]^

A certain someone just passed this along.

Which Category Do You Identify/define Yourself?

On a related note, a week or so ago, someone I talk to on Twitter passed this along to me…

Birth Chart

I went through the whole thing, and the best that I could come up with, was they basically called me a queer. Not completely mind you. It said I was about 9/10ths nelly fag, and the remaining 1/10th was, and I quote…

”not completely homo, but still pretty fucking gay”

OK, so, no, it called me none of that. BUT!!! It did say that I was overwhelmingly feminine. I registered like “8” out of 10 on the gaydar. I guess I might take offense to that if I was “a man’s man” or “macho dude” or whatever, but I’m not. Yes, I like to hunt and fish, but I also like to camp…

*No, Clicky, he means with tents and things…*

*/facepalm… Never mind…*

That means I like the whole process. I don’t want to simply catch the fish, I want to clean it, cook it, eat some myself, and maybe have a person or two or more around the table with me. That means I want to make my own coleslaw and hushpuppies…

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*Not a typo, Clicky…/shrugs… I thought hushpuppies were shoes…*

I want to do the dishes afterwards. Dunno why being good in the kitchen makes me queer, but whatever. I can eat well under the right circumstances, and do so with little to no assistance. Prolly will do an entire blog post over at my own place on these astrology results. Might be fun.

Sure is a shitload of data to contemplate.
^Amelie Lens – Drift^

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There was something else I was wanting to talk about, but I can’t recall what it was. Anyway, I’ve already got four posts sitting in my drafts folder over at my own blog, so I guess I’ll go work on those. Hope your week is a good one, and keep an eye on that negligible shit…k? Just be mindful of it. Your body is speaking to you…

listen.

The conversation, is what it is. I guess “that” is, whatever you make of it. And no, I’m not trying to ambiguous, evasive, cryptic or mysterious. Just trying to relate that maybe sometimes the most confusing and incomprehensible of conversations are those that ultimately have the most meaning.

We know, when we know, and not before. 

To relate, do you know what it would sound like if I asked you 100 questions at the same time? And yeah, I mean, 100 different and independent questions, and asked them all at the same time. Would you be able to answer them all in a single answer? Would that single answer encompass 100 independent, specific and succinct answers to my 100 questions?

K, now think about what you are asking of your body at a given time. Like that little pinch we talked about earlier. You wanna know why it is happening? You want answers? Welp, you basically are going to be asking a whole lot of questions of that pinch and your body, and you’re going to do it all at once. The nature of nesting and embedding, and the nature of time and times. Of course, you could just ask for a miracle and be done with it. But whatever you do, that’s your choice.

Good luck.
^Leftwing & Kody – What You Sayin^

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^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^

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*Well yeah, of course there are Hush Puppy boots, Clicky, but that’s not what Cade meant, either… /shakes head… And get a Song…*

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Head, Shoulders, Needs… Who Knows *shrugs*

My sister Juju is visiting family in California at present, Dear Reader. I’ve enjoyed seeing the numerous photographs of her trip posted on her Arse-about-FaceBook page. Yesterday she sent a couple just for me…

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Fortunately, this has made writing the header and footer for Cade’s newest missive, below, a little easier as it contains a ‘wall’ or two to scale…

… Not to mention a couple of ‘Safety’ links…

… Enjoy and see you at the bottom 😉

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The day…that no one has been looking forward to…HAS ARRIVED!!!

Congratulations.

You’ve graduated.

Collect your diploma at the end of the line.

And don’t come back.

Move along as expediently as possible please.

^BAD – U2^

I should prolly be writing something else, but we’ll just have to settle for this. The hot water is currently turned off, and I don’t dare turn it on. Plus, I don’t shower regularly anyway, so we’re good. You can’t smell me, and never will have to. That does get me to thinking about water and showers and baths tho.

Q: What’s the first thing you do when you get out of a bath or shower?

A: ?¿?

Don’t ask me…I dunno the answer. We’ve not showered or taken a bath together lately, and the way things are going, we won’t be any time soon. So…I guess I’ll have to go out on a limb here, and make a guess that the first thing that most people do…is get dressed.

^Taratating-Taratatong (Tarata-Ting, Tarata-Tong)^

Dry
Audio Signal Processing-Techniques
Dryness (Medical)
Sjögren Syndrome
Dehydration
Free Water Clearance
Ringer’s Lactate Solution (Redirected from Lactated ringer)
Pepsin A (Redirected from Lactated pepsin)
Hydrophobe (Redirected from Hydrophobic)
Lipophilicity (Redirected from Lipophilic)
Dryness (Taste)
Amylase
Glycoside Hydrolase
Hemicellulose
Arabinoxylan
Dietary Fiber
Hemispherical Combustion Chamber
Starch
Glycogen
Adipose Tissue
Resistin
Insulin Resistance
Drought
Dryer
Hair Dryer
Clothes Dryer
Lint
Fuzz

Now…you are prolly asking yourself…

Dude, what are you thinking here?

Welp, what I am wondering is…

Q: Is there anything I cannot learn?

A: ???

Q: Is there anything that I cannot teach myself?

A: ¿¿¿
^The Windmills of Your Mind – Noel Harrison^

No…this AIN’T gonna be all “wavy walls”, you fucking uppity…fucks. Just…

chill or something.
Moisture
Static
Static Electricity
Triboelectric Effect
Contact Electrification
Crystal Radio
Radio Soulwax
Electric Potential
Lorentz Transformation
Spacetime-Spacetime Interval
Interval
Interval (Music)
Copamatic
Copa
Copa
Matic
Matic
Mater
Mater
COPA
COPA (Gene)
Coatomer
Nuclear Membrane (Redirected from Perinuclear space)
Level of Measurement
Between
Inbetweening
Scale
Scaling
Scalar
Scalar Field Theory
Conduction Aphasia
Conduction

I’m just thinking proportionally here, and wondering just how much of something that it takes, to create something else. This’ll wander, this thought of mine, so let’s skip on down to the next paragraph, eh?

^Jacqueline Taieb – 7 heure du matin (01)^

I’m curious about a particular batch of, say…Head & Shoulder dandruff shampoo. Let’s say, we’re gonna cook up an average batch of normal ol’ plain ol’ Head & Shoulders shampoo for processing and bottling to be shipped out for sale…

Q: How much Selenium is used in a normal run?

A: Does this question assume too much? Do I assume that there is Selenium in every batch? Does the company that makes Head & Shoulders shampoo(s) even USE Selenium in their products? What in the fuck IS Selenium anyway?

Selenium

Let’s go see what’s in Head & Shoulders shampoo(s)…

Hmmm….no Selenium. Lotta questions in there about allergies tho.

Meh...fuckit. Let's upgrade!!!

Selsun Blue

So…as I was saying…I wonder how much Selenium is used to knock up a batch of Selsun Blue shampoo?

😛
^Dan Reeder – Maybe^

Now that containment has been achieved-ish, and containment is contained…let’s think a shade or two about bitterness.

If one single “mutated” cell can potentially cause cancer and/or potentially kill, what is the basis for the timeline(s) that we are working with here? I’m just thinking, that all I see is one huge gap. A void. Nothing. You cannot cure something that does not exist.

So operating under the mentality that “welp, you gotta die of something, but it damn sure ain’t gonna be lung cancer” is fine for you and you alone. Too much “I want my children to grow up in a world that…”…that what? Takes a shit in my yard so that yours can be clean?

What am I rambling about here? 

I’m not rambling about a what…I’m rambling about a who. And that who is someone named Anna Raccoon.  Don’t ask me why I’m thinking about AR…but I am.

^Fallout 3 Soundtrack Civilization (Bingo Bango Bongo)^
What in the FUCK...is a "bellend"?
Bellend
Bellend
Bellen
Bellen
Bell End
Glans Penis (Redirected from Bellend)
Oh.

Mystery = SOLVED! ….!

Something is missing.

^Jimmy Soul – Get an ugly girl to marry you^

Is everything based-based? Lotta the usual clamboring(sic) about love affairs with youth and/or the battle between youth and old age. But it occurs to me that bases are the basis for virtually everything I read about. Even when I am just skimming Tweets here and there, everyone seems to be seeking bases and basis for them.

I don’t blame people for wanting to get involved in this or that. Maybe its just a realization that you were always participating…just…you’ve been doing your own thing or something. Maybe you’ve “been involved” in the more visible channels for a long time, and think that I owe you something for that. Maybe I do. But I don’t remember you asking for my permission to do whatever it is that you’ve been doing. So I guess I would contend that you’ve been doing your own thing all along, and it’s got absolutely fuckall to do with me.

Till now anyway.
^Zack Hemsey – “Waiting Between Worlds (Instrumental)”^

UL (Safety Organization)

Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t NASA the only government agency within and of The United States/US Government that actually does something? Like…something productive?

I mean, I can think of like The FAA since they like do some actual stuff with air traffic controllers and the flight navigation infrastructure and stuff, but that’s still kinda vague. And I guess where my head/bellend is heading to, is automation.

So yeah...robotics too. 

It’s not that I fear robots, robotics and automation for myself and others, because there’s also some considerations to give the robots themselves. And this is less about the parenting angle, which is important, but currently thinking more about the care level and levels. Do you mind?

^Shaving Cream Song^

On a related topic, I think I just discovered the reason that my arms hurt all the time, and why it is painful for someone to touch my arms. I would elaborate, but I can’t. Sorry.

😦
^sea shanties – spanish ladies^

Most of the music in this here particular whatever, is brought to you buy…

"Unusual Music Playlist"

…by some fucking random-assed YouTube person.

Thanks for the music random-assed YouTube person!!!

^Johnny Collins – Leave Her Johnny (sea chantey)^

If you spend all yout time working on the mechanics and the animation(s) of the mecha, what does that leave for the individual? If you are trying to replace you, with a better you, I can only assume that you not only must not like yourself very much…but you given up hope on yourself and are punting the responsibility for change and changes and changing…elsewhere. Not saying you need to “do it the old fashioned way” by fucking up offspring of your own, but I do wonder about the “self-hypnosis” aspect of believing in things that are not there.

That’ll bring us nicely back to cancer and mutation and shit like that. Because do you really want some robot creation that has a 5,000 year battery pack to be sitting around lamenting the death of it’s creator? What else is it gonna do? All you gave it was a fuckton of time, and nothing to do with it. Even if you gave it an agenda something akin to Wall-E’s task…at some point…they are gonna finish that/those tasks.

Ever consider what would happen if one of these machines tendered its resignation?

Does that matter to you?
^dan reeder havana burning^

Fine line between possible and impossible has just reared it’s head. If everything is possible within technology, science, robotics and the like…how do you explain “the impossible” to your creation?

It's IMPOSSIBLE for a machine/robot to harm a human being...so says its programming.

Yet it’s the dream of conquering “the impossible” that made you machine possible in the first place. And this isn’t about dreams nor dreaming dreams as much as it is the tangible intangibility of possibility.

Your “self” went into this creation. Lots of thoughts and thinking have been done over the past 4/5 decades as to many paradoxes and paradigms with respect to robotics. Do you love your creation? Do you take it out for beer and darts night…and not just to impress the ladies or men so you can get laid? Do you read it bedtime stories? Does your machine have ANY…concept at all…as to the construct known as time? Do you? What about…life?

^Baz Luhrmann – Everybody’s Free To Wear Sunscreen^

Tinkering with tiny seems to have a lot of responsibility. Maybe that’s why you are tinkering there. You think no one will see you. Think you won’t get caught. That means you are relying on death to save you in the event something goes wrong. All kinds of ways that death can save your ass, eh?

Better be sure.

Food for thought.

^Henry Burr – My Old Kentucky Home 1909 Peerless Quartette^

Was just thinking about the concept of…erm…let’s say, “ways, means and methods of summoning death.” And I’m only thinking of this, because I’m thinking about “death” being a “solution” to anything.

To relate…if you wanna spend some time cruising facts and figures about the number of animals killed in WWI, WWII, and Vietnam? You might be surprised and even staggered. But what I am thinking about here…is “death” coming up to have a look-see as to why in the FUCK there is so much killing going on certain areas, why there is so much dying in others, and even why certain areas seem to be…void.

Q: What if “death” had to recruit?

A: ???

Yeah…this is gonna be a toughie to explain, seeing as we tend to think of death as something that happens, done, over, finito, that’s it, end of story. But that’s not the case…is it? To relate…let’s hop on down a space…eh?

^Winona Ryder . Jump In The Line . Shake Senora . BeetleJuice 1988 Harry Harold George Belafonte Jr^

When I was younger, I used to have my own landscaping business of sorts. Mowing, edging, weed trimming, making flowerbeds and flower gardens…oh…and I cut down trees. It always hurt me to cut down trees. I always likened it to punching some old person in the face. Easy prey. But, it paid well, it was dangerous, I worked alone, I charged about 1/50th of what “the professionals” charged, and I was not afraid to tackle the bigger trees.

Granted, I had to go out and survey the tree itself to see if I could actually do it since most trees are close to houses, fences, power and telephone lines, etc.. But a single chainsaw, several hand saws, and a big-assed rope allowed me to do virtually everything by myself. I had a girl on my mind. She was on the other side of the planet. And goddamnit…I had to get there. So…trees were my money maker.

^SCOTLAND THE BRAVE ~ PIPES & DRUMS ~ ( HD )^

Mud-er and Fod-er.

Mudder and Fodder.

Mutter and Fatter.
FOD
Foreign Object Damage
Mud
Slurry
Slurry Wall
Groundwater
Slurry Ice
Shell and Tube Heat Exchanger
Surface Condenser
Eddy (Fluid Dynamics)
Bell Mouth
Streamline
Streamlines, Streaklines, and Pathlines
Mother
Father
Fat Mud.

Prolly why there is more than one title for parents and elders.

^Allan Sherman – Hello Muddah Hello Faddah (1963)^

That does get me to thinking about states a bit more. Trying to prevent something from happening, that is going to happen anyway.

“The inlet end of each tube is also bellmouthed for streamlined entry of water. This is to avoid eddies at the inlet of each tube giving rise to erosion, and to reduce flow friction.”

That’s from the Surface Condenser page. Like grabbing a snake and expecting it to bow to your will/do what you tell it to do. You do this…it does that. Sound rudimentary? Elementary? Bush league? Sophomoric? Any other derogatory terms we can pile on here “to keep me in my place”?

^The BOBCATS ” Big Noise From Winnetka ” !!!^

Tis now Sunday @ 12:31, and some mysterious person just now sent me a dark and cryptic link, via a dark and cryptic pathway, that is hidden in the darkest of darkened paths.

Shhh...this shit is all covert and dark...don't tell anyone...k?

Mind The Chemtrails: US Air Force Dispatches Sprayer Aircraft In Response To Harvey

OK…so…Harvey is back-ish in the news. I guess I coulda punned there and said “brackish in the news”…but that would make too much sense-ish sorta kinda. Anyway…um…it appears mosquitoes are a problem. Or they may be. Or they might be.

CARPETBOMBING!!!

Step 1: SHOW CAN

Step 2: AWE/AWW\AWE

Prolly some death going on there.

So yeah…targeting mosquitoes, eh?

I wonder what else lives there.
Anything? Anyone? Lotsa ones?
Meh fuckit. Burn it all.
^Trio Mandili – Apareka (The CD-album is available on http://triomandili.com/en/#buy)^

Ian Malcolm: John, the kind of control you’re attempting simply is… it’s not possible. If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it’s that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh… well, there it is.

John Hammond: There it is.

Henry Wu: You’re implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will… breed?

Ian Malcolm: No. I’m, I’m simply saying that life, uh… finds a way.

Movie = Jurassic Park

What if…erm…”death were able to find a way”?

I guess if that were the case…”away” would be a good thing, eh?

Prolly ain’t an away that is far enough away at that point.

Anchors aweigh might be a good idea.

Just sayin'.
^Martin Segundo – When twilight falls on NGC 891 aka James Clarke – Spring Bossa / Dark Star theme HQ^

I was listening to the song below, and it got me to thinking about the music and musics that my parents grew up listening to. I don’t think they were much into music like this, but I was. When I was younger, and got my first transistor radio, I’d tune into the “easy listening” channel at night that broadcast from Reunion Tower here in Dallas.

Reunion Tower

KRLD-FM (Redirected from KOAX-FM)

“K…O…A…X….KOAX! Relaxing music…broadcasting, from hi-atop…Reunion Tower.”

Or something like that…that was their plug-line or whatever, but I always liked when they said that, and I would mimick it often. Then again, I had a lot of speech difficulties, so I grabbed onto and mimicked those things that were very clear to me. I was honestly baffled and bedazzled by people who spoke well. Prolly my attraction to those with accents of all kinds, up to, and including, those who did not speak very well at all. But the people that spoke well and spoke clearly? I always wondered how in the FUCK they did that.

Sgt. Donny Donowitz: [Aldo is carving a swastika into Private Butz’s forehead] You know, Lieutenant, you’re getting pretty good at that.

Lt. Aldo Raine: You know how you get to Carnegie Hall, don’t ya? Practice.

Movie = Inglorious Bastards

^James Clarke – Girl On The Beach (1969)^

Westinghouse Broadcasting
Water Stagnation  (Redirected from Stagnant (water))
Stagnation
Air Stagnation

Jesus…ain’t much there with respect to “air stagnation” is there? I wonder why that is? Anyway, that does get me to thinking a bit about frogs. When I was out west for a bit, there were frogs everywhere. That’s ironic to me considering that frogs are all but void here. You NEVER fucking see frogs around here, they used to be found everywhere around here, but no more. That gets me to thinking about? Yep…you guessed it…ROADKILL!!!

Roadkill

Q: What happens to all of that blood that is drained out of dead bodies during the embalming process?

A: ???

Road Traffic Safety

Botts’ Dots

Just wondering what happens when “clean”…itself…becomes the new stagnation.

^P. Lewis – patterns^

If there is a plan, to keep something from happening, all you need to do, is read that plan, and from there, you can figure out how to make that whatever that you want to have happen…happen…based on this plan of how to make it not happen.

So…you now can see the potential for disaster using this logic since someone else may have anticipated these “weak spots”…and may have even intentionally created them and/or left them there.

So now, you are wondering if its a trap. 

Well…of course it is. How many traps need to be set for you to see that it is a trap? All kinds of ways to funnel and filter and channel your selected prey into your trap and traps. Death still remains our ally in this regard, because death will also take care of those hapless and clueless wanderers that bumble into these traps.

I mean…we’re after a specific prey here…right? Just wondering how many traps you set, and how many innocents have to pay, before there is nothing left but you and your prey.

^Philippe Feret – neige sur la vallee^
Meh...it's not my business. What do I care?
^DENISE REIS – THE TRUMPET WOMAN^

Talked to whatshername, and have decided to hang for at least another week. There have been some other recently recent developments that developed on the same day the plumbers came, which was Friday. Ain’t gonna divulge what it is…but it damn sure ain’t good. Like a kick to the face when you are already down and out…and when you finally wake up all bloodied and battered…you realize, you are also covered in piss.

How sweet.

But yeah…I ain’t happy.

^Dominique Guiot – rest^

Not much that I can really do, but I figure that being here to do whatever I can, can’t hurt. Kids are starting school tomorrow, and she had already taken the day off. I didn’t know that until Friday, but I know now. My daughter is a senior, youngest son a freshman. My…how times fly.

^Dominique Guiot – L’univers De La Mer – (1978) – [France]^

I guess there is a rise and fall or ebb and flow to everything…but does that really give you any bearing as to what is happening where and when?

Quite the basis for base and bases...eh? 

Just thinking here…that if you are looking for, to, and through…dreams, yep…you are looking for the soul. Would you know what one looked like when you saw it? I mean, obviously not…you’ve got one right in fucking front of you, in it’s complete totality, and yet you want to see more.

Think 1’s and 0’s here, and that’ll prolly help as to when and why “the soul” cannot be seen.

Especially in those cases, when the soul you are seeing, yep…actually a reflection of your own soul, and you aren’t seeing someone else’s soul.

Food for thought there, and especially those familiar with Narcissus.

^E=MC² (Francia, 1976) de Teddy Lasry^

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^Mac Davis – It’s Hard To Be Humble (1980)^

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*Here already, Clicky? …/squints… With the Song?*

*Good Clicky… /pats snout…*

Missive From ‘Merica: HBD RBD2!

I woke this morning, Dear Reader, to find Juju had posted birthday wishes to me on Arse-about-Face Book…

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Question from Thoughtful Man: “Who’s the bloke?” (said with squint).

Answer: OMG! Look how skinny I was. That’s Michael Crawford…

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*No, knot that one, Clicky…*

…He was a very funny colleague of mine from John Lewis, who took a leap of faith and became a stand up comedian.

Question from Kit Kat: “Why have you got a black spot on your forehead?”

Answer: It’s the photo, darling. I’ve got blue eyes in my copy… I coloured them in myself.

Blue eyed shining Roo

Question from Loopy: “Do you know where my shoes are?”

Answer: Where did you leave them, sweetie? …/sigh…

I also got a missive from Cade, set out below, and when I got to work, I got a bunch of cards and a bunch of flowers. I took in cake. The cake was extremely well received.

Now, I’ll leave you to enjoy The Okie Devil’s latest, Dear Reader, and will catch you at the bottom ❤

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Sup bitches?

I don’t have much to say today.

But I have a lot of time to say it in, and a lot of words to say it with…

and so…

…let us commence to silently conversing amongst ourselves, eh?

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY ROOBEEDOO!!!

^The Final Cut – I Believe In You (1992)^

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A lot of this not much that I’m thinking about, is actually…not much. Haven’t talked about a lot of this stuff in a long time, and the few people that I’ve tried to talk about this shit with were always like…

“DUDE!!! WHAT IN THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!”

And there was another segment that was always suggesting that thinking about such things was foolish and dangerous, and I should try to think about not thinking about it.

😐

Not that I don’t have the ability to focus, because I do possess that ability. I just tend to drift wherever I drift, and have learned to accept this defect as an ability….a gift. Mainly because of the places that it takes me. Lotta nothing there, and a lotta nothing in between, but that’s kinda the point. Fill in the blanks, create more blanks. This usually results in a lot of blank stares.

Not that I am the only one with this ability, as I see people just like me/people who think like me virtually everywhere. I see it in pictures, I see it in film, I see it in text/books, I see it in conversations. But even the weirdos hate talking about this shit, even with other weirdos. Not me tho. I love talking about it. I don’t care who. If they are listening and are interested, they’ll start talking at some point.

Anyway, I didn’t talk about much anymore after hooking up with whatshername. It takes a lot of time to think about some of these things, and even longer to talk about it. Whatshername has an interest in some of the same things. But it was clear rather early on, that even her interests in these things varied wildly and radically from mine. Mainly…her dogma was/is…

“It’s OK if I have supernatural abilities and/or super-powers, as long as I am the only one that has them.”

Very revealing.

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^The Final Cut – Broken^

“Do I know you?”

Weird thought, eh?

Sure…it’s a strange question to ask a stranger.

But as I think about it now, the thought behind such a question is even…stranger.

Even stranger to ask a stranger if they know what you know you don’t know.

Or is that really where you wanted to go/what you wanted to know?

Or do you want to know if this stranger presents a danger…to you?

And what about “you?” What are you going to do?

If this stranger presents a danger…do you…introduce them to your shoe?

Via kick? Or is it thrown? Who is this life that you now own?

Where springs this knowing of the unknown?

Via 1’s via 2’s, interaction? Interacting? Do I choose?

But what if you lose?

Perhaps it would be better…to introduce your…shoes.

They are yours, afterall…custom made just for yoose.

This way…no win, no lose.

If that is what yoose so choose to doos anyhoos.

^The Pixies Hang wire live 1990^
(above song is via/per request-ish type suggestion)

X: What are you doing?

Cade: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

X: I’m gonna chunk your ass out into space, wrap you around a black hole a few times…and THEN…I’m gonna get REALLY creative.

Cade: lolz…do tell?

X: No. It would spoil the surprise.

Cade: Thanks?

X: You’re welcome.

Cade: 🙂

X: 😉

Cade; Ya know…if you wanted to say something…you coulda just said so.

X: Where’s the fun in that?

0: Yeah, where’s the fun in that? Where’s the creativity in that?

Cade: I wasn’t trying to be procedural…nor even trying to establish procedures.

Z: And yet…that’s exactly what will happen.

Cade: Sounds fair, and I get that. But I only know what I know.

B: Are you saying, that this “challenge/response” is somehow…”ingrained” in you?

Cade: Well…isn’t it?

X: I’ll ask the questions around here pal.

Cade: lolz…k. lol

0: And…”make the statements.” 😉

Cade: Obviously. So…

X: Procedures and protocols.

Cade: Lemme guess…”you designed them.”

Z: Something like that.

A: I had a hand in it as well.

Cade: Well…BY ALL FUCKING MEANS!!! Don’t tell me what they are!!!

X: Sounds like a plan.

Cade: 😀

X: …

0: …bbl…

^The Judy’s – “Joey the Mechanical Boy” (1981)^

I’m easily distracted.

What about you?

You easily distracted?

Maybe “the distracted” is the problem and not “the distraction.”

Mass layoffs…I suggest them.

Problem(s) = SOLVED! Next!
^Cocteau Twins – Cherry-Coloured Funk (piano cover)^

Hmmm…I notice that Jennyburger made a video.

I know nothing about any of that crap she is talking about.

But to be fair, I don't know what I'm talking about.

Sooo……um…..yeah.

No idea what any of that means.

I do know that my younger sister dated JFK Jr. for a while.

Seems that JFK Jr. had trouble with an aircraft as well at some point.

But…all things being equal, nothing really unusual about people dying in and around aircraft.

Nor anywhere else for that matter.

/me shrugs
^Time Traveling Rockefellers – Death of Richard Rockefeller 2014 Part I^

Q: What did the inner epidermis say to the ingrown hair?

A: What are you doing in hair?
^True Facts About The Armadillo^

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Mine Kafon Drone
Demining
Land Mine
Eindhoven
Droog (Company)
Tactical
Military Tactics
Tractics
Wargaming
War Game
Tactical Voting
United States Presidential Election, 1992
James Stockdale
Citizenship
Resident
Residency (Medicine)
Northwestern Department of Emergency Medicine-Rotations by Year
Yale Residency Training Programs-Rotation Schedule
Stratego
Toy Soldier
Joe Toye
William Guarnere
Foy, Belgium
Norman Dike
Peter O’Meara
Strange
The Stranger
Strange
Stranger
St. Ranger, eh? Must be on some kind of crusade for sainthood.
^The Judy’s ‘Wilma A Go Go’^
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en-
Entelechy
Schema
Schema
Danger
Danger

I had no intention of writing anything this morning, but that’s pretty much how it always starts. One wrong turn to the correct wrong place can send my mind spinning. Not that I have anything particularly interesting to say…but they are my thoughts. You ain’t gotta read em’. It’s your time. You know how best to spend it. But this latest whatever has me thinking about “public.”

Meaning: I wonder what was going on in that area where the US recently dropped a MOAB, and I wonder what was going on at the time it was dropped?

Prolly just a bunch of filthy terrorists sitting in a mud and rock hut in the middle of fucking nowhere, planning their next terrorist attack.

Q: How many plans does “The West” have?

A: ...?...¿...?...

Q: How much planning does “The West” do?

A: ...¿...?...¿...

Q: Are these “plans” and “planning” correct?

A: ó¿ó
^The Judy’s – You Never Call Me^

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Restitution

There is no way out of this web.

Just sayin’.

^Opposite Day – Carrots – 23 July 2016 – Sidewinder, Austin TX^

There’s a theme of “separation” that I’ve been noticing here and there lately. Many times, I have noticed that this concept of separation has been introduced under the auspices of “augmentation.” Especially augmentation via a separate separation that is…erm…either hidden, ignored, inconsequential, or maybe even just missed entirely. Yeah…a process and or action that is easily dismissable.

EX: At Merovee the other day, a commenter called RAGNAROK made a comment under a comment that I had made.

So yeah…augmentation of separation.

Sounds like “installing an uninstaller.”

Or an “engaging a disengager.”

Or “initiating a shutdown sequence.”

To me, this is a metaphor for “the present” or “present time.” That something that is so simultaneous with past and future, that we are able to stroll right through all three at the same time by simply existing. Prolly why we miss so much both while it’s happening AND when it’s gone. And yet…we do that “missing” from the present time which we are also missing. Prolly why we love order, concrete and rigidity so much. Regarding matter and motion…it seems to me that focus on one or the other can help us with both. Even if that means “staying the fuck out of it.”

Frees up choice to do some choozin.
^Megafauna – “Haunted Factory” [Music Video]^

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How distant does distant need to be, in order to be qualified as “distant?”

I mean, who steps right the fuck up to take ownership of a mine or landmine?

Are people lining up to say…”OH! That mine? That’s mine!”

Your money paid for it…right?

   Your needs required it.

Your government commissioned it.

Your companies designed and built it.

            Your needs required it again.

Your soldiers deployed and planted them where needed.

Q: Now what?

A: Is the answer..."Pack it in, pack it out?" Or is it more along the lines of "garbage in, garbage out?"

Where is all of this garbage coming from?

So yeah…”Spooky Action At A Distance.”

“Distance”…is relative.

Yeah…I dunno either.

I gots no answers.
^Clockwork Radio – Fever^
A: Everything is related to everything. I guess it's kindof a matter of when, and who is looking.
^Purson – Leaning On A Bear (Official Video)^

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I went outside to check the spider web on the front porch. My oldest is in the living room playing some old-assed video game on the Playstation 2, and my daughter was in the kitchen cooking her some lunch. VERY bright day…no clouds…cool and windy…blue sky filled with cottony tufts floating everywhere from the Cottonwood trees.

The spider is gone, but the web is still there. I asked my daughter to grab her camera, but she said she dropped it and broke it.

Cade: That sucks. You need to see this web…it would make a great picture…it’s full of cotton.

Elder Son: It’s cotton the web?

Cade: wah…wah…wah…nice one! lolz

Seeking meaning means finding it where you find it, and not necessarily where you think you should find it. That’s just been my experience tho. Not that I was questioned this week about “being contradictory” or anything. But I am contradictory, and I’m OK with that. It allows me to grow as far as I can tell. Not that I’ve grown any according to those that know me, as I still seem to be stuck at those errors in time that cannot be erased. Or is it that someone chooses not to erase them. Not that I favor erasing as it has a tendency to create gaps in knowing that create gaps in learning that create gaps in…wait….where was I going with this?

Oh yeah...nowhere in particular.
^Spiders – Shake Electric^

X: Are you conCERNed about all of this CERN innuendo?

Cade: A little.

T: Why?

Cade: My role.

T: Which is what?

Cade: …

0: That’s what I thought. You have no role and/or don’t know what it is.

Cade: I’m included for some reason, and that’s enough for me.

Z: Don’t you think that…”you outta know?”

Cade: /me shrugs

X: What about when you do know?

A: Assuming that you ever do know…

Cade: I dunno. How could I possibly know what I should know about what I don’t know when I don’t know it and may never know it?

X: Good point.

Cade: I don’t mind thinking about thinking.

X: You mean…THIN KING?

Cade: I guess so. It is pretty thin afterall.

X: So you are saying…what…exactly?

0: He wants to talk about membranes…is that it?

T: Give the boy a chance here.

B: …

Cade: lolz…thanks.

B: No problem. 😉

Cade: I did talk about membranes. In the previous whatever, and talked a bit more about them with Roob last night.

X: And what was said exactly?

Cade: She can post the convo if she wants, but it was basically that “membranes create/accommodate/facilitate motion.”

X: What about prohibition?

Cade: No thanks. I like drinking thank you very much.

X: No…you like to get slobbering drunk.

Cade: Why drink except to get drunk. Some of that stuff, if not most, tastes like shit

0: And how would you know what shit tastes like?

Cade: Via smell?

X: Now what on EARTH would smell have to do with taste and/or membranes?

Z: I wanna hear this…

Cade: Welp…if membranes aren’t allowed to function as designed, they forget.

X: Forget?

0: FORGET?!?!?

T: FORGET?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Cade: How else can information be stored?

X: Oh my! You just opened a can of wormy let out cat bags there buddy.

Cade: lolz…”Wormy, Let-Out-Cat-Bags?” lolz

X: I like the way I said it better….but keep going.

Cade: OK…”wormy.”

A: As-in…”squigly.”

Cade: So…information exchange?

X: You got it! Keep going…

Cade: So…information preservation?

Z: Now we’re rollin’.

Cade: So…information exchange under the auspices and/or principles of information preservation?

X: All at the same time.

Cade: You had me at hello. I’ve been floored by some of the concepts that we’ve explored over the magnificence of the human body and/or as it pertains to life. But I still wonder about “answers to be had.”

0: You had me at had via “answers.”

Cade: Yep. There is much less standardization to be had here. Especially as how “standardization” relates to “standard.”

X: What’s with all the accentuation?

Z: Been wondering that myself.

Cade: Clarity. I guess anyway.

T: Guessing is unacceptable, and yet, many times the best we can do. Is that what you are saying?

Cade: Not that I like leading questions…but yeah.

X: Any why don’t you like leading questions?

B: Because he can both see where they are leading, and not see where they are leading, all at the same time.

X: Confusion?

Cade: Nope. That type of thinking is pretty clear to me. It’s the struggle of “cleverness via the moment” that dictates the victor.

X: And you think that moment or these moments, aren’t part of the path?

Cade: Sure they are. Just…prolly not “my” path.

Z: Meaning…”the path of preferred travel, by you, according to you.”

Cade: Something like that.

Z: Hmmmmm…..

X: Hmmmmm indeed.

0: I reluctantly agree.

Cade: Gee…thanks. :/

X: …

^Ruby the Hatchet: Vast Acid (Official)^

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So…if I transition to sitting down in a chair from a standing position…

Q: Are the membranes in my body working to prevent my blood and guts from falling out?

A: There are no answers to be had here, as too many questions have been omitted in favor of the one above.

So yeah…this precipice that you are trying to summit has already been reached. The question is…

Q: What are you reaching for now?

A: /?|¿|?\
^Admiral Sir Cloudesley Shovell – Nightmare (OFFICIAL)^

I struggle with the concept of “known” or “already known”…I really do. But the saving grace for me is knowing…not known. When discovery is forsaken for knowing…what are our options? Teaching?

BULLSHIT!!!

You, as a bitter bored and burned-out knowitall, are going to walk into a classroom, and expect to inspire wonder amongst the wanderers? Good fucking luck, and have fun spending your paycheck.

Sorry, but even a copy is original.

^BLACK MIRRORS – Funky Queen (Official Video) | Napalm Records^

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Once upon a time…

Once upon a time…
Once upon a time…

Once upon a time…

Once upon a time…

Once upon a time…

Once upon a time…

...and they all lived happily ever after.

Cept for everyone that died.

And anyone that got butthurt and is still whining about it.

Or the ones we didn’t write about because we didn’t have enough time to include them due to previous obligations and/or contractual restraints and publishing deadlines.

Pray for a sequel and maybe we’ll get to them in the next iteration.

Prolly doesn’t bode well for them tho because of the carnage in the first story.

Meh…fuckit. They’re all dead and/or gone…who cares.

^IMMORTAL (Official) – “ALL SHALL FALL” music video HD^

HEY! Speaking of Black Metal, I noticed yesterday that Vegan Black Metal Chef has a new vid. It’s pretty fucking funny, and features Michael Winslow. I guess that explains all the sound effects in the vid.

Michael Winslow

Mike’s mom’s name is Verdie. Verdie appears to mean “faith.”

^Vegan Black Metal Chef Episode 21: Breakfast Massacre^

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What’s the big deal with eggs and shit coming out of the same hole in chickens? They aren’t coming out at the same time. And even if they are, you ain’t gotta eat either one of them…so…yeah…chicken for dinner instead of eggs. My pee and spoo come out of the same hole. Just some creative piping and tubing going on there for reasons of simplicity. My penis seems to know when it’s doing one or the other, and sometimes even I know when my penis is doing one or the other. By comparison…all my stupid heart does is pump blood, and that’s the only thing it can do. No wonder it’s worthless.

^1 in 10 Women Have “The Missed Disease”^

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So…is “prevalence” what we need to be focused on? Or is focus and focusing still our problem? And what’s with this “we” shit all of sudden? That’s guys voice in the video above is similar to every other narrated video that I see on YouTube these days. I guess advertising is king on YouTube anymore, and as a result, the prevalence of similarity is very prevalent within a working model that has proven results. It sounds like the accentuation used in “happy stories” on the news amongst the mainstream media sources on broadcast television. Anyway…since Endometriosis has to do with membranes, let’s talk about it!

Endometriosis!!! We talked about it!!! TA-DA!!!

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^alt-J – Adeline (Official Audio)^

As I got to looking at the picture of those Mine Kafon Drones, I notice that the flat parts on the outside have a centerpiece that makes those plate looking things on the end appear like a bullet casing’s rim and the primer. This got me to thinking about inspiration and sources of inspiration, which got me to thinking about legacy.

The Middle-East…for example…what is “The West’s” legacy with respect to The Middle-East? Bomb shrapnel and bullet casings? As I read the Wikipedia article as to the creator’s inspiration for these anti-landmine drones, I pictured kids out walking and observing what they see. Just about anything and everything that they encounter…they are prolly going to studiously examine. I would imagine that casings are everywhere over there, so I see a kid sticking a stick inside of a bullet casing, then sticking many sticks inside of many bullet casings, tinkering with those and organizing them into shapes…and VOILA!!!

Mine Kafon Drones. 

Not that this is how this is how the designer came up with the design. But I’ve done my share of exploring and digging in the dirt and other places, and have happened upon a lot of crazy shit during those explorations. To me, the only thing crazier than the shit that people come up with, is their willingness to later toss that same something out irrespective of the reason and/or reasons.

^True Facts About The CuttleFish^

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Not to get the fossil-fuel fed reciprocating engine horsepower too far ahead of the shopping cart here, but there are only 7 shopping months left until Christmas.

^Cocteau Twins – Plain Tiger^

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When I was around 22/23, I developed a feasible method of teleportation. It scared me. Mainly because I developed this model and system under the auspices of making surgery as we know it obsolete.

In: As-Is

Out: Sans-whatever need be removed (Tumors, for example).

Lots of other things to think about here, more than just “removing a problem.” Reorganization, for one. Yep…taking the “problem tissue” and reorganizing it at the molecular/atomic/sub-atomic levels so that there is no loss in mass in the person. My thinking being, there is always going to be an issue with gain, loss and even no gain/no loss.

The more I thought about ways to bastardize this system, the more scary that these scenarios became. Such as…

1. Not removing anything, and intentionally distorting something so as to cause an issue in the person once through.

2. Not removing anything, and intentionally inserting something so as to cause an issue in the person once through.

And on and on. Gotta keep in mind that at the time, which was around 1990/1991, the computing power that I was thinking about/required for just the mass of an individual was staggering to think about. I was using a Tandy 1000 8086 with a 30 megabyte hard drive at that time just to run Cakewalk 1.0 for music, and that computer barely did that. Nevermind the abstract required in this teleportation situation…e.g. the soul, the spirit, consciousness, the pieces and part of the individual beyond simply “the body.”

This got me thinking about behavioral, and how to leave this out of the process. But it was impossible to think about. You CAN’T leave that out. Even if you address it for purposes of how to omit it, it’s all or nothing. Behavioral modification is a real possibility, and not just from the perspective of the trip through itself when everything goes exactly perfectly according to plan. Because a trip like that is going to have the effect of changing the person who traverses it, and there is no “finite” nor “negligible” when thinking like this. Otherwise, how do you accurate think about it? We’re talking about everything…right?

^The Final Cut – Primal Understanding^

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Now we gotta talk about the space and spaces in between. And not just and only the space and spaces in between here and there, but also the spaces and spaces that LEAD to the space and spaces between here and there. Lotta here’s and there’s to consider. I mean, you have no fucking clue who is gonna walk through your door nor when. Nevermind all of the passengers that a person brings with them. But that should help with the space and spaces that I am considering. Because suddenly…you went from one passenger, to countless passengers aboard a passenger of passageways, that will now be a passenger and passengers among a passageway of passageways.

WHEW!!! 

Yeah…lots to think about there. Not that “normal” space travel is by any means easy. Because we are basically talking about the same thing via different methods that really don’t differ that much.

SAY WHAT?!?!?! YOU'RE SAYING THERE IS LITTLE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ROCKET-POWERED SPACEFLIGHT AND TELEPORTATION?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Yep.

^The Final Cut – A Dance for the Saints^

Prolly a lot of people will dismiss much of that thinking with regards to space as excessive. Possibly even unnecessary and/or irrelevant. Which, if that’s true, I guess my Social Security Number doesn’t mean jack shit. Nor my work record. Nor my immunization records. Nor any other records and record keeping.

Or is that really how we view the future from the past via the present? A bunch of blips and markers that have been subjugated to all kinds of reviews that have been reviewed and classified according to other similar results in order to quantify and classify as to the lowest common denominator for a given situation?  Taking a chance at nulling out chance under the banner of order? Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for order. Especially when it’s right and I don’t have to go back through the drive-thru or go inside because it’s wrong. And stop being so goddamn skimpy with the ketchup while yer at it. It’s damn near $10.00 for a McMeal these days. Surely you can spring for a little ketchup.

^The Final Cut – U.F.O.T.M.^

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No spaces there eh? Not even at the drive-thru…before, during or after.

Spondylolysis

No spaces nor gaps there either.

^Foetus – “White Knuckles” (1980)^

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Speaking of spaces…owl ears, owl eyes, owl feathers, owl design, etc..

Owl get right to it.
^True Facts About The Owl^

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I ain’t gonna tell you what to do or not to do. You wanna spend your time wrangling with this shit? Knock yerself out. It’s your time. I’ll help all I can, and I am willing to do that and will help in any way that I can. But if it comes down to a trust pissing contest? Welp…when? Meaning, when do I need to break your trust in order to be untrustworthy? Seems to me that if you are assured that I will break your trust at some point, I never did anything to earn your trust in the first place, nor could I ever earn your trust, so I’m pretty much off the hook from the onset since I had no say in the matter.

100% of my truths are true.

100% of my lies are true. I mean…untrue. I mean untruthful. I mean, it’s true that my lies are true and truthful/are truly lies…or something.

I guess truth ain’t so hard to find afterall.

Q: Did you stumble?

A: Prolly some truth in there then, irrespective of how you answered.

I guess we’ll be needing facts now.

Now we just gotta work on those trust issues.

Or…you can work on the by yourself.

Whatever.

^Concrete Blonde – Joey HQ^

APTOPIX Afghanistan Britain Fighting

Must be something important there.

My suggestion? Use them a while, then over the shoulder.

Buncha worthless fucking junkies feeding junk into themselves via junk from a junky country.

^Ministry – “Over The Shoulder” (Official Music Video)^

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^Extreme Low Level Flight^

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Hello again!  I hope you enjoyed that, Dear Reader…

*No, I told you, Clicky… knot that Michael Crawford… /rolls eyes…*

Have a birthday Song…

Missive From ‘Merica: Have A Tissue For Your Issue

If you hadn’t heard already, there has been an ‘unprecedented‘ global cyber attack reported, Dear Reader…

Hear in the UK, our beloved NHS has been horribly stricken. Apparently, a patch had been released in March…

*Surely it’s just coincidence, Clicky, Leggy publishing Longrider’s novel then… He LOVES the NHS… /squints… It was due to appear in February but was unavoidably delayed…*

Happily not everyone has been infected – a new missive from Cade turned up okay, which Clicky and I are happy to produce for you below. Enjoy! ❤

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Hmmmmm......interesting.
^Rapport follow up, group brain and attention^


So…the above video came up in my suggested videos on YouTube today. I watched it, then re-watched it The second time through however, I only listened to the audio, did not watch the video, and I took notes as to words that caught my attention as she spoke.

Rapport
Most

Engaged

Synchrony

Pronounced

Empathy

Group

Individual

Enhanced

Charm
Charming
Discern
True

Authentic

Phony

Clearly

Neural Entrainment

Attention

In-Synch

Common

Stimulus
Shared Attention
Dynamic

Group Learning

Uniform

Entrainment

Neural Marked

Issue

Engaged

Reality

Online
Offline
Attention Sucking

Observe

Toxic People

Sucking Draining

Force

Force Attention

Lawyer

Police

Energy Body
Distractible
Thought

Food

Nourishment

Feeding

Junk Food

Better Food

Diet

Better Material

Better
Pay
But

That’s quite a list eh? I must be paranoid or something.

BTW, that last word there on the list? I added that one myself. I kept hearing the weaving “but” in most of the thoughts that QoD was expressing, but it was mostly vague. Almost a “non-committal because I am already committed, and am simply looking for means to buttress my own thoughts and conclusions.” Not that there is anything wrong with that, because we all do that. When things “make sense” and “don’t make sense”…we seek. When things “make sense AND don’t make sense” at the same time…we freak. Usually, “the fuck out” is in that second one somewhere along the way.

😉

OH! And if you want definitions…look them up your own damn self.

^Bob Dylan-All Along The Watch Tower Gayageum ver. by Luna^


Now I don’t know that a list like that is any way to start off a Saturday…but…I have nothing better to do…so…I guess in my particular case…yeah. This is a GREAT way to start off this particular Saturday. Maybe not a great way to start off “a” Saturday, but a great way to start off “this” Saturday. Yep…when we get hung up on words, and the specificity, or a specificity of their definitions, I think that thought and language lose some of their flow.

^[1080p] Hero (2004) Jet Li vs. Donnie Yen – Chess Courtyard fight^

Yeah…there are all kinds of ways to “control” your own mind. Sometimes, others can even help in this regard. However, I think it important to point out, that if you want inside someone, Nature appears to have already provided some ports and portals.

EX1: Holding hands with someone on a walk.

EX2: Not holding hands with someone on a walk.

^Kung-Fusão – Melhor Cena^

The above clip is from a movie called Kung Fu Hustle. This particular clip has been dubbed into what another language from the original Chinese. At first glance, I thought it was Spanish. But then I looked again and was like…”That ain’t Spanish. Looks like Portuguese.” Checked on Google, and sure enough…Portuguese. Not that I speak Portuguese, but I grew up with a kid from Venezuela who spoke Spanish, English, and Portuguese. It doesn’t take much to develop an eye for certain languages, nor does it take much to develop an ear for certain languages. All that is missing, with respect to foreign languages and learning them…is application.

EX: The Food Ranger on YouTube. In every video that I watch from this guy, he is CONSTANTLY being complimented by the locals as to how good his Chinese is. He must actually get to use it. Now whodathunk that getting to use what one has learned in some practical way, will encourage us to perfect what we have learned…but also to keep learning/learn more?

Mystery = Mysteriously Mysterious! Next!
^Pantera – Killers^

Kung Fu Hustle
Hero (2002 Film)
Warring States Period
Gayageum
Samguk Sagi
Three Kingdoms of Korea
Manchuria
China (Redirected from People’s Republic of China)
Unitary State
Devolution
Devolution
Devolved
Fiend

Fiend…now THERE’S a word you don’t hear every day. I guess the term “hater” works equally well. But that’s kinda my thinking with respect to definition, definitions and defining things…as it relates to thought and thoughts. Intent. When intentions, non-intentions and unintentional are left out of intent? Pack it up…you are prolly in the wrong camp or “in” the wrong “tent.”

^Queen – Live Aid 1985 – Full Concert (7/13/85)^


Anything going on in the world?

What about your world? Anything going on there?

Same shit?

Now that’s just a bad attitude. SURELY there is SOMETHING that is going on in your life that is specific to your life and your life alone. I mean…not alone…unless you are alone…but yeah…or something. Know what I mean? No? Me neither.

Wanna fuck?
^Queen & David Bowie – Under Pressure (Classic Queen Mix)^

I watched a movie called “Captain America: The Winter Soldier” yesterday. I had seen it before, but I tried to give it a better watch yesterday. I didn’t like it the first time I saw it, but I also didn’t NOT like it the first time I saw it. Too much punching, too many bullets and too many explosions.

That said, there were some interesting thoughts in the film, and they address some interesting topics. I fucking LOVED the first Captain America film, and thought it was very well done. Not that I am a chest-thumping patriot. But yeah, I am kinda patriotic in my own weird way. Being a patriot usually means you have to go out and fight, maim or kill. I’m not big on any of those things, because attaining freedom by taking it from someone else just kinda…gnaws at me. It has a ring of a temporary nature that smacks too much of Karma, and I hate the concept of Karma because there is no escaping bad nor good once you’ve done one or the other. At least as I understand the concept of Karma anyway.

But yeah, in this Winter Soldier movie, what really stands out to me is the simple premise of areas of operation and modes of operation. If you operate in a realm of deception, um…yeah…deception is the name of the game. Duh? Why would you be motherfucking SHOCKED that you are being deceived, even if you are attempting to not be deceived? Either way, you are still operating in the realm and realms of deception…so “all bets are off” and “game-on”…seem to both be equally applicable at the same time for all time within that realm and realms. Attempting to not be deceived is an exercise in futility, because in order to learn how not to be deceived, you must learn how to deceive. How else would you know? I mean…if you want to not be cheated at cards, you gotta learn how people cheat.

Fuck that noise…I’ll take willful ignorance in certain realms any day of the week over the alternative.

^Mr Sam featuring Kirsty Hawkshaw – Split (Official Music Video)^


It’s not like I’m buying a car every day of the week. So…is it any wonder that “The Old Tricks Are the Best Tricks?” So now that we’ve wandered back into the realm of “intents and intentions”…erm…wanna fuck? I mean, not really, but maybe. Ya know…whatever you wanna do. I know what I wanna do, I just don’t know what you wanna do, nor how that pertains to me. Which means that I don’t know how that pertains to us. Does it pertain to us? Or you? Or me? Or we? Since when?

Yep…a little confusion will tend to clear things right up.

Guess it’s about time to talk about gain and loss eh?

Gain

Gain
Loss

Loss

That wasn’t such a long walk…was it?

^Fluke – Slid (Glid)^

Lossy
Lossy Compression (Redirected from Lossy)
Compression
Compression
Brainwash
Brainwashing (Redirected from Brainwash)
Locale
Locale
Pointless Topology (Redirected from Locale theory)
Domino Theory
Domino Theory
Szczecin
Trieste
Shithole
Shithole

OK…so learning ain’t always so boring afterall. In the Wiktionary definition for “shithole”…there was an example of usage as follows…

“That hotel we stayed at in New York was an absolute shithole; no wonder it only cost $12 per night.”

lolz

$12 a night? What did you expect? The Ritz?

^Fluke Slid^

Q: If something is known, how did it come to be known?

A: Is the answer..."Via the Unknown?"

Doesn’t that mean that the unknown will always be the known unknown? Or does that mean that the unknown will always be the unknown? I mean, the known via the unknown still seems to retain the quality and qualities of “known” and “unknown” right? So that leave but context and contextual to define which is which and when.

Really folks….a lot of the psychological and philosophical meandering is only going to get us so far. Not that these kinds of thoughts and thinking should be eliminated, but since when is elimination on the table, so to speak? Even elimination is contextual. And you can only go so far before you begin to realize that everything that you have done, was, and is, for self and self alone.

And now…we can add all the good shit back and leave the motherfucking ego alone. I mean…not like…”totally alone”…but yeah…alone.

^The Chemical Brothers – Denmark^


Let’s see what is going on in “The Synchrosphere”, eh?

  • The chucklehead(s) at iAhuasca have mentioned something about “The Shining” being played forwards and backwards at the same time somewhere in Chicago later this month.
  • Someone has died according to the knucklehead at Just Watching The Wheels Go Round.
  • The chucklehead(s) at Twilight Language have declared some kind of Yankee and Cowboy war…whatever in the fuck that is.
  • The chuckelhead(s) over at Merovee are talking about God only knows what.
  • The chucklehead(s) over at SyncBookRadio are doing whatever it is that they do.
  • The chucklehead(s) over at Tek-Gnostics are talking archaeology.
  • The chucklehead over at The Secret Sun is talking about Paganism or something.

And this chucklehead right here is talking about whatever in the fuck it is that I am talking about.

What a pack of fucking weirdos.
^Chemical Brothers – Under the Influence^


It appears that some things are going wrong in the world.

LET’S WATCH IT AS IT HAPPENS!!!

^FAILS Compilation || March 2017 || MonthlyFails^

And here’s that The Food Ranger dude that speaks such good Chinese. I dunno how this skinny fuck doesn’t weigh two tons with all of the food that he eats. Prolly those Canadian genes.

^BEST Street Food in China | PLUMP and DEEP Tandoori Bao’s on the Silk Road!^


I guess I may as well and see what The Slow Mo Guys are up to.

1 Trampoline + 1 Ladder + 1,000 Mousetraps + 1 Dan.

What could POSSIBLY go wrong?

^Diving into 1000 Mousetraps in 4K Slow Motion – The Slow Mo Guys^

Fuck it. Here’s some more cool slo mo shit.

^Best Slow Motion Videos 2017^

And, I guess since I am surfing YouTube because I am bored…I may as well see what Thor is up to and/or has on his mind.

^A Giant Wave of Gas explodes from a Galaxy center?^


Thor mentioned filters. Is that like straining? Like as in, with a strainer? I get it. I understand it. When playing or recording music, there is all kinds of shit that needs to be filtered. Kinda like that noisy-assed broadcast that CFrankDavis was on the other day. Some filters or filtering could have probably helped with some of the noise.

BUT!

Therein lies the problem. If something exists, there is a reason for it. The primary reason being “YOU ARE MAKING NOISE YOU STUPID FUCKS!!!” So, the question becomes…

Q: Which noise do you want to hear, and which noise do you not want to hear?

A: FILTERS!!!

Filter out what you do not want to hear. Leave in what you do. However, when we cruise around reading and listening to others’ bullshit. Ya gotta rely on yourself in these cases. Gotta become, and be, your own filter and filtering mechanism. I do this all the time. If I start reading something, and it makes no sense, or seems that someone is being intentionally vague? Yep…I bail. Sometimes I will stick around and try and figure out what someone is being vague about, which may reveal as to why…but again, you are your own best judge. You prolly have the bestest best interests for yourself that are more betterer than any other person or group on Earth/Terra has when it comes to you.

But...that's for you to decide 😉
^RENEGADE SOUNDWAVE – CAN’T GET USED TO LOSING YOU (1989)^


My knees are on fire. They look like someone took a metal file to them in an attempt to grind them down, but they feel like they are on fire. A lot of pulling and stretching. A lot of bleeding and oozing. I would imagine that the shower the other night did some major damage in that regard. Not that I am allergic to water…but I AM allergic to some of the shit in water. Chlorine and me don’t work well together. It turns my skin into something that I would imagine is akin to Lot’s Wife.

Which, speaking of…the amount of salt in my skin has been something I have been wondering about quite a bit. Afterall, when I used to mow the yard or perform some other strenuous activity that made me sweat profusely? Yep…my shirt after it dried? Yeah…it looked tie-dyed. Just the color white, but it blended nicely with whatever color shirt I was wearing. I wonder if there is a pattern there. And by that I mean, a pattern within when and where we sweat/where we sweat from? Especially if you are an older someone that has been wearing antiperspirant for years. I watched a video recently that said that “The odor that is produced by underarm sweat, is actually bacteria poop from bacteria that live under your arms.”

Q: What if you wear antiperspirant or deodorant? What does that bacteria poop smell like now? Or are they all dead because they can’t smell there own poop anymore, so they swim around in it because they don’t know good from bad anymore.

A: ???

I mean…our shit stinks right? Well…some of us anyway. Can’t we say that this is nature’s way of telling us to “leave this shit alone?” Or maybe nature’s way of telling us to take care with our proximity to this mass of last-night’s dinner or whatever?

^Depeche Mode – I Feel You (Renegade Soundwave Afghan Surgery Mix)^

I’m not trying to imply that certain chemical products are causing and/or facilitating the cause of certain diseases and cancers and whatnot. But there is a process and processing with respect to heat exchange and the chemical and physical reactions that generate them. But I can’t help but think about the movie “Aliens” here with respect to observation and intent. When the Colonial Marines first go into the Atmosphere Processor after locating all of the colonist’s surgically implanted Personal Data Transmitters, and Sigorney Weaver’s character Ripley makes the following observation right in the big middle of the storm…

Ripley: Lieutenant, what do those pulse rifles fire?
Lieutenant Gorman: 10 millimeter explosive tip caseless. Standard light armor piercing rounds. Why?
Ripley: Well, look where your team is. They’re right under the primary heat exchangers.
Lieutenant Gorman: So?
Ripley: So, if they fire their weapons in there, won’t they rupture the cooling system?
Burke: [interjecting] Ho, ho, ho. Yeah, she’s absolutely right.
Lieutenant Gorman: So? So what?
Burke: Look, this whole station is basically a big fusion reactor, right? So you’re talkin’ about a thermonuclear explosion and adiós, muchachos.
Lieutenant Gorman: Oh, great. Wonderful. Shit!

Yep…I think that sometimes, in some cases…it might just be that goddamn easy.

Now…for the hard part.

Not that we are trying to eradicate aliens or anything.

^DEPECHE MODE———-LIE TO ME dark version^


My “finding a job” or “finding gainful employment” isn’t as easy as me simply getting up off my fat lazy ass and going to look for a job. There are considerations. And I don’t expect someone else/an employer to have to make special exceptions for me. Once you start that, all of sudden EVERYONE is an exception or wants exceptions, and no work is gonna get done if we travel that path. I mean, if you don’t want the job, there’s always someone willing to do it…right? Isn’t this how The Union Busters and/or Union Busting works when it works. Heh heh…”Union Busting Works”…that’s funny. I bet that is a bumper-sticker or T-shirt somewhere.

Meh…ownership is a tricky topic anyway.

It’s not my fault that you or your family got there first.

/me shrugs
^Depeche Mode – Nothing [Justin Strauss Mix]^

It’s taken me a long time to grow the balls to start talking about some of my physical problems publicly like this. I mean…no one in my family wants to hear about it…so…why would anyone else wanna hear about it?

A: The Need Unmet.

I realize that anyone who reads my bullshit, prolly hasn’t read it all. Therefore, I don’t expect you to know every fucking detail about me and my life. And to the contrary, there is much about my life that I would prefer not to talk about at all. However, if that’s what I have to do in order to get my story out and/or get what I have found out to someone who might need it? So be it. I’ve dodged a lot of bullets in my life, and some not so much. Lotta pain and pains involved.

But things like this not only teaches one to be thankful, it also teaches one to be mindful. Mindful of change and changes, and how these change and changes relate to time and times and I breeze through time. A lot of connections to be made here and there. And when coincidence that you know never was coincidence to begin with…turns into shouted screams from The Universe and or wherever in the fuck it originates? Yeah…you’ve gotten my attention. You’ve had it for some time now.

But for now...I wait.
^Sterling Angel – Betrayal (Original mix)^

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^New Order vs Depeche Mode vs Daft Punk – (Sterbinszky and Coddie Mashup)^

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In the Pink

Missive From ‘Merica: AI AI Mousy! */clicks…*

I’m watching a fantastic TV series at the moment, Dear Reader. It’s called ‘Carnivale‘…

*Longest fucking TV intro EVAH, Clicky! …/rolls eyes…*

So in last night’s episode, the travelling band of entertainers were dangerously low on funds, so decided to stage a ‘Fireball Show’…

Fireball Show — A carnival of the most disreputable sort, full of dishonest games, really strong kootch shows and the like. Also a “Burn’em Up Outfit.”

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*Oh Clicky, stop messing about… Cade’s sent through another missive…*

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! ! !CHICKEN ATTACK! ! !


/!/!/!SRSLY!\!\!\

\!\!\!\CHICKEN ATTACK/!/!/!/

^Chicken Attack(中文字幕版)^

Howdy.

Yes yes yes and yeah yeah yeah…I realize that I just wrote one of these fucking things yesterday.

But that was yesterday.

Today is today.

Let’s pose a question here right off the bat…

How..d..y.
Q: “How”…”Do…”You”…erm…do what cannot be done?
A: ¿Say?Fucking¿WUT?!¿?!¿?!¿?

Lemme put it like this…

Q: If you do what others say cannot be done…how do you…erm…”reveal that?”
A: Is the answer that goes here…”very slowly, and very carefully?”

Because that should, hopefully, imply that I am attempting to be thoughtful.

Mindful…even.

But I gots no answers.

I am, and get, as confused, lost and scared as the next person.

I think there is some logic in that design.

Purpose and purposes…even.

^Darude – Sandstorm^
Q: What blinds some men, but helps others to see?

A: Sand.

So yeah…I don’t think that I have “everything figured out.” By contrast, I think that I have figured very little out. But I think I have seen and been shown some ways…maybe to…make some connections that others may be missing. I mean…obviously they are missing, because there are many that are searching for these “missing pieces.” I understand that, and I understand why they are missing, and I understand why they are being searched for. But…I think it important to point out, yet again, that even the unknown is known. And not simply that clever “knowing what you don’t know is knowing in and of itself.”

It’s that extra step and steps and stepping of “I am a mystery…find me.”

Welp…some of that is covered.

That wasn’t such a long walk now was it?

Q: Do you wish to proceed?
A: <Only You Can Answer This>
^deadmau5 – Pets^
The "I" That Is Me.

The "Me" That is We.

The "We That Is Me.

The "Me" That Is I.
^Orbital – The Girl With The Sun In Her Head^

Someone asked me recently…

Their Question: Do you think it possible that ‘Artificial Intelligence’ could have been created without humanity’s knowledge?

My Answer: Lemme think on that.

I guess if you have have read any of my bullshit whatevers, it’s prolly pretty obvious by now that I absolutely ABHOR the concept known as ethics. That’s prolly why, as you’ve prolly noticed, it’s just about all that I talk about. I try to keep it personal according to a simple premise of the 9th Commandment from The Bible.

The 9th “Big C”: Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor.

“Treat thy neighbor as thyself”…is another way that it is sometime worded. Maybe that’s a paraphrasing from Leviticus via Exodus.

Anyway, the basis being…treat others as you want to be treated. But if you keep that contextual AND situational, it’s pretty simple to just…reverse the roles in any situation, and think…”Gee…how would I feel if whoever was treating me like I’m treating them?” Now, you can get clever here, and start to finger point at who started what and when and how…but that doesn’t really change the dynamics of what happens from here. If anything, that leaves the ball in your end of the court so to speak as to how you proceed. So now, if you throw “Karma” into the mix, and start thinking about whatever it is that you do, will be returned to you, or whatever you sew is what you reap…now…you are prolly REALLY gonna be steamed. Why? Welp…you were prolly already steamed. So maybe, you aren’t REALLY steamed…yer just…still steamed.

^Expialidocious | Pogo^

So thinking from a “creation” point of view…WE could be looked at as a type of artificial intelligence in God’s/the gods’/The Universe’s eyes.

Not a very cheery or inspiring outlook on things eh?

Talk about a story to tell your children to get them to behave and/or give them nightmares at night.

Yeesh.

I suddenly feel nauseated.

Ya…rly.

😐

This is prolly why I think about legacy so much. It’s…erm…complicated in its simplicity. That means, the concept itself is quite simple.

Now…we/you/somebody…just needs to go do it. How do we do that?

Welp…what cha got in mind ta do?

^Cygnus X The Orange Theme^


I’ve been thinking of a model of curved space for a while now. I use pretty simple stuff to put it together based on existing stuff, more along the lines of trees, rocks, water, air, life, and shit like that. Why?

Welp…I asked myself a long time ago…

Q: What is the practicality of knowing something you can do nothing with?
A: ???

Especially, if it is something that already exists. Do I really need to know how a jet-engine works, in detail, if I am not an aircraft engineer/designer and/or mechanic? Not really. But what if it interests me anyway? Most would say that I am wasting my time on something learning useless that I have no intention of pursuing in a meaningful, useful and productive manner, and that there are better things that I can do with my life other than learning a bunch of shit all half-assed and sloppily. Meaning…how in the FUCK did you learn that so fast? How in the FUCK did you understand that so fast?

Every considered the possibility…that maybe…just…maybe…I had a good teacher?

^Wizard Of Meh | Pogo^

So as you walk along your path, with your big-assed bag of cookies, munching away happily, and leaving a trail of crumbs, that you eventually notice that some chucklehead behind you is picking up and re-assembling those crumbs into compete cookies…do you suddenly become aware that someone is stealing your cookies? I mean yeah…you didn’t give a flying fuck about those crumbs you were dropping, until you discovered that some clueless loser was clever enough to figure out how to use what you were able to do without in a manner that…erm…so perplexed you, because you didn’t not think of those crumbs as anything except “negligible.” Perhaps even just, a natural and expected side effect of cookie-eating. So what do you do now? Or as I like to say…

Q: Now what?
A: ???
^Orbital – Sad But True^


The problem as I see it, with respect to my model and models of curved space, is that it uses unconventional shapes that may make sense to some within certain disciplines, and not so much to others in other disciplines. But that, to me, is in and of itself…a problem. The fact that exclusivity has become so exclusive, that everyone is convinced that they either have, or are capable of…”finding the answers.” Maybe “describing the answered” might be a better approach.

After all…we’re here…right?

The world is spinnin…right?

The Universe is tic tic toc’ing…right?

Another part of the problem is this “leave something for someone else” type of thinking that is along the lines of…”welp…we’ve figured it all out…nothing left to see or do here…let’s all fall over and die.” I cannot see what cannot see, but what I can see is discovery that is definitely not in line with leaving something for someone else…which I am a big believer in.

EX: Let’s say that oil/natural gas/fossil fuels, actually run in cycles of around 100,000 years…not millions of years as science currently has convinced itself that explains where all this shit came from.

Meaning: Every 100,000 years, The Earth/Terra, begins a natural cycle of oil/gas production to replace any missing deposits and/or fill in any gaps when and where needed.

IMPOSSIBLE!!! I can hear from the peanut section.

Hmmm.

Welp…we got here didn’t we?

How’d that happen?

Because there was no carbon according to science “at the time of The Big Bang”…nor for millions, perhaps even billions of years after The Big Bang. So why do you use this shit to date shit? Estimates and estimations? Best guess/guesses?

Hmmm…would you frequent a stock-broker who works at “Best-Guess, Inc.?” For how long? Because the longer that you hold onto “confirmed” discoveries, the more you forget about time and times over time. Especially if you are convinced as to “Evolution Only” and “Chaos and Chance Only” types of thinking. Which, to me, is counter to thinking at all. Chaos, is confusion.

Q: What is your name?
A: ???

So much for Chaos in the “current modality.”

Now what?
^Hannah Wants & Chris Lorenzo – Rhymes^


So now…we gotta address Paranoia and Fear, since we are on the topic(s) of Chaos. Which means we can get back to Artificial Intelligence.

I don’t think that it is possible to create something that is impossible to create.

What is…something that is impossible to create…you might ask.

Easy.

Something that already exists.

Questions, are singular.

Answers, are plural.
^Faithless – Insomnia^

So let’s take a leap of faith here.

Imagine…that you are the very first human being.

You were created, by a higher intelligence.

Q: How terrified do you think that “higher intelligence” was?
A: I’m gonna go ahead and take a stab at this answer since we are leaping in faith…and I would say that “the higher intelligence”…was motherfucking petrified.
Disagree?
Q: Ever held a baby of any kind?
A: Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^deadmau5 – Avaritia^


I guess I can’t feel good about much of what I think that I am seeing, because I feel guilty. But at the same time, I have to point out, that HEY! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS TAUGHT ME ALL THIS SHIT!!! WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU SO SURPRISED AT?!?!?!? That’s why I try and keep my face hidden, my mouth closed, and my brain spinnin, and my fingers clickin these goddamn keys as fast and as best as I can. BUT! At the same time, I have no idea as to what I have found, except what I have. And the reason and reasons for me finding these things? Welp…that’s complicated and difficult to explain. But to be fair, there are all kinds of people and groups with all kinds of power and resources, that ask a helluva lot of “the common people” with respect to faith, and having faith in you. And we do. More than you prolly give us credit for. Just look at those poor fuckers who are shitting kittens out in California right now. Those aren’t rich powerful people, or even poor powerful people. They’re just…people. Getting dirty and filthy, working their fucking asses off around the clock, making shit up as they go, as best as they can, and the only reward that many of them will get is the personal satisfaction of being there. Being a part. Helping…when, and where, they could.

Assuming that all goes well.

If the shit hits the fan.

Yikes.

Any counselors and psychiatrists and psychologists lining up and/or being prepared to counsel these poor fuckers who gave it their all, and yet, shit turned out how it did?

I mean…assuming that “the worst” happens.

You can’t plan on everything.

Things change.

We do the best we can.

^Smells Like Teen Spirit – Nirvana – Fingerstyle Guitar Cover^

Imagine…spending eternity…alone.

Le Yikes.

I was a kid, quite small/young, the first time that I contemplated this.

“YOU MEAN!!!…THAT GOD IS ALL ALONE?!?!?!?!??

Or…something like that.

And these days, thinking along the lines of…”Your Inner-Child Is The Oldest/Wisest/Most Experienced You There Is”…I guess it’s not as difficult to reconcile “personality” with respect to why even old stuff seems new sometimes. That there is always something wonderful to behold. That even tho I’m sometimes accused of having a ridiculous amount of information floating around in my head, I still see an infinite amount of infinite possibilities. Which is why I personally classify “Infinity” and “Eternity” differently. It gets kinda complicated and difficult to explain from there, but it makes sense to me.

Q: How do you not…think about things?
A: <Good…Fucking…Luck>

I hear this one quite a bit when I was younger…

“YOU SHOULDN’T EVEN BE THINKING SUCH THINGS!!! LET ALONE…TALKING ABOUT THEM!!!

So yeah…I’m cagey about certain things.

“Flippantly Naive”…even.

Willfully ignorant?

AB-SO-FUCKING-LUTELY!!!

There are certain things that I avoid like the plague. Why? Because I understand them.

I’ve got better things to think about.

^Funk V. – Anna (Original Mix) [1605-178]^

Q: What happens, when you understand something, it makes complete and total sense to you and your peers, but “scientific verification” via “scientific methods and means” escapes you so completely and totally, that is impossible to “prove” this whatever, save for, the consensus amongst the discoverers?
A: ???

I’m gonna chide you fucks here.

I mean…you got the big brains right?

Can you help it that I cannot understand something?

Can I help it that you cannot explain something?

Sorry…I don’t think we are as far apart as you may think we are.

People are pretty fucking smart.

They just can’t always swim in the same channels as you for the lengths of time that you do.

Trust. It’s a two way street.

I have an idea.

Let’s blur those lines a bit.

Not “a game of chicken” per se.

But that’s your choice…not mine…eh?

^Rabbit In The Moon – Dubassex (Wish You Were Here)^

So yeah, my model(s) kinda tend to include a shitload more shit, up to, and including, gravity/gravities and energy/energies on a more Universal scale that includes and omits at the same time. Why? Times….they change. If you take the remnants of what is thought to be an exploded star, a nebula/nebulae, and think of it more as…erm…storage. An energy and/or energies that is required where it is, as it is, for whatever reason/reasons that it is, it might make sense as to why things sometimes happen as they do. That maybe even…”The Goldilocks Zone” was and is, a good first step, but only so long as we continue to keep our OWN “Goldilocks Zone” in mind. If we get focused ONLY on bilking this planet for all it’s worth, as a springboard to move on…how long is THAT model gonna work out for ya. Especially if there is already as much life “out there” as I suspect there is. Billions of humans and trillions of trillions of billions of other life-forms here on this planet neglected so that a few can “survive” to go somewhere else and do it all over again.

Doesn't make sense to me.

I mean, yeah…I can understand it…I see it…but I don’t want to see it, nor do I want to even think about it.

But I have some different ideas about matter and energy than most seem to.

I see it as much more dynamic than we give it credit for.

Why?

Retention.

Expansion.

Retention.
Deflation.
Retention.

Expansion.

Retention.

Almost…a breathing, flowing kinda “vibe” to it…eh?

Meh.

BRING ON THE THORAZINE AND/OR GEODON AND/OR PROZAC!!!

I am teh nutso insanez in ma mambrainz!!!

OH!!! And don’t forget to add the swirlies and spinning thingies.

In and out…aren’t just…in and out.

^Empire Of The Sun – Alive^
Q: What is The LHC’s relative position to the rest of our Solar System?
Q: When?

Yeah. I want an accurate accounting on a day by day basis of The LHC’s relative position to our Solar System. Both. Meaning: When operating, and when not.

What about that new one that you guys are building?

Which?

Either of them will do.

Unless you wanna give me the details on all three.

RING RING!!!

RING RING RING!!!

RING RING…DING?

WTF?!?!?
Two rings and a parallel and/or linear? All in one? Say it ain’t so!!!
So…four rings and two parallels and/or linear?

Have you gone vertical yet?

At what angle/angles?

With which ones?

^Medway – Resurrection E.P.^


I dunno.

I just work here.
^Forever Live And Die – OMD^


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Now that’s a motherfucking eye-opener.

Unless of course…it’s an eye-closer.

In which case, I guess, something may have been no-so-viable.

Economically or otherwise.

Q: What is “economically viable” about free?
A: 
^Rabbit in the Moon – Subconscious^

May your day be a viable one.

Srsly.

That said…I’m not trying to be a pretentious prick. I’ve been trying to figure out how to explain some shit for a long time. Some might say…”Well…if you can’t explain it…there must not be anything there to explain dumbass!!!” Fair enough. Then why are you reading this? Because as far as I can tell? The only real thing that I have to offer is maybe some insight into some medical issues and better ways of dealing with them than simply ignoring them and/or smothering them with drugs. I don’t paint life into a box and say “THIS IS THE WAY IT IS!!!” I mean yeah…sometimes it’s like that, but sometimes…it’s nothing like that. I also cannot grasp the need for one or the other, without including them both. Even if that inclusion is for exclusion. You still need it. You just don’t know when and/or where, until…and when…and if, you do. How can you POSSIBLY know what you will or won’t need until you know what you do or don’t need? And even then, how in the FUCK is that applicable to me or others?

EX 01: Do you need coffee in the morning(s)?
Because I don’t. I rarely drink it.

EX 02: Do you need Dr. Pepper in the morning(s)?
Because I do. I drink it all the time.

I have trouble drinking water. Sound impossible? Welp, it’s true. Yes, I can drink it sometimes, and I love it when I can drink it. But you have to keep in mind that I had my tonsils removed around age 9/10, and had nasal reconstructive surgery at age 28. My throat and nose is a fucking train wreck. Nevermind that I’ve had at least 2 broken jaws in my life, on top of loads of other heinous shit that you wouldn’t believe unless you saw my medical records…which are lengthy. But even then, there’s a lot of shit that wouldn’t be in there.

Q: How do you prove that “this happened”…when it was never reported?
A:

Yeah. Sometimes, it’s best to keep our fucking pie-hole shut.

Sometimes…nature lends a hand.

^2 Many Dj’s – Satisfaction In Da Club^

Some things express themselves in the damnedest of ways. So I guess my answer to the question of “Artificial Intelligence being created without human knowledge”…yeah…that’s kindof a loaded question. I mean, how can you know what you don’t know? And when you do know…what does that really mean? I mean…if I see a “stray” animal…my heart immediately breaks. Especially if I cannot do anything to help that animal if it appears to be in distress and or have a need/needs. But that usually won’t stop me from trying.

But sometimes…yeah….I have no clue what to do.

So if I were to go out on a limb here, and try and read into this oddly phrased question…I see an embedded…”Would you be willing to try and communicate with an “Artificial Intelligence” if one seemed to suddenly appear from…somewhere?” Yeah…sure. Not saying that it would be easy. But once a bond of “two parties attempting in earnest to communicate” is established? The rest is cake. So long as all involved respect that bond. There are going to be trust issues there. Many of them…all one of them…any of them…as, and if, they happen. I guess one of the things that I have been pondering as of late is the notion of “artificial” and “artificiality” with respect to “intelligence.” Is a Crow’s intelligence “artificial” just because we cannot communicate in the way that humans communicate with each other? Welp…which is more likely to end up on the others’ dinner plate? Oh yeah? Over what kind of a timeline and/or timelines? What if I eat a crow, but then that crow’s great great grandchild winds up eating me? Who ate who? And why does the thought and thought ALWAYS run straight to violence and death?

I have some more thoughts on this, but I’m not gonna flood this space here now.

^The Bloody Beetroots ft. Steve Aoki – WARP^


Steve Aoki is a lyrical…fucking…genius.

1, 2, woop, woop!!!

Genius.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^Cornelius – The Bloody Beetroots^

I guess I’m still trying to reconcile, what is undoubtedly thousands of years of human history that has already been written, with potentially infinite amounts of time from…erm…the perspective of other potential sources of information and/or experience(s). Yep. All kinds of crazy shit to think about in there. Aliens, time-travelers, time-traveling aliens, time-traveling-humans, gods, monsters, demons, angels, spirits, ghosts, good ones, bad ones, indifferent ones…all kinds of crazy shit.

But yeah…we’re here…and it’s now.

We’ll know, when and if we know…ya know?

And if not…we’ll know.

Simpleton...I am one.
^Make The Girl Dance – Baby Baby Baby [HD]^

OK…it’s almost 01:00 in the AM on Feb 3rd of 2017…and I am going to bed.

Have fun with this one Roob! 😉

It was a motherfucking BITCH to spellcheck.

If…that is any consolation whatsoever.

Considering the number of typos and grammatical errRAWRz that I miss…prolly not much.

Anyway…yeah. Thanks for continuing to host my new shiznit/challenge me, and make it look much more presentable than I ever could.

I am thankful.

^SAIL – AWOLNATION (Unofficial Video)^

\c|Y|a/
|c/F\a|
^Soulwax – Too Many DJs^

 

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*/:D… It’s a good series, Clicky…*

Dear Reader, have a Song 😉

Missive from ‘Merica: Just A Little Bit… */Rawr…*

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GETTING THERE!!!

it’s…like…

PART OF THE BEST PART OF THE PROCESS…

   …of like

...BEING THERE!!!

Or some shit like that.

Sometimes…

shit is like…

CRAZY DANGEROUS in a SEVERE kinda way!

^Crazy dangerous takeoff 767 in severe storm!!^


Q: If I am “supposed to have” an opinion, what makes that opinion mine?

A: ???

Lemme guess. Now that “we’ve” narrowed down that I am supposed to have an opinion, I am now going to be presented with a list of opinions to have regarding this opinion.

Am I even close on this one?

Do I even need to be here for this?

That pesky-assed word “negligible” keeps buzzing around in my crazy-assed head.

^Orbital – Belfast (Sasha Vs The Light Remix)^


So if someone asks me “do you hear voices”…how in the FUCKING FUCK am I supposed to answer that question? And also, why is this a YES/NO or MULTIPLE-CHOICE question instead of FILL-IN-THE-BLANK? Because I wanna know what voice(s) hear my answer.

Man…and people think that I’m a fucking lazy worthless scumbag.

Who comes up with this shit?
^All U Ever Want (Original Mix) – Deadmau5 & Billy Newton^

I shouldn’t have to tell you…that I personally do not wear underwear.
But I don’t…(wear underwear that is)…but it’s not something that I can explain.
It’s something that needs to be experienced first-hand, or just…something you have to see to believe.

Anyway…

…earlier tonight, I was running around in my underwear, and thought…

“Man…this would prolly make a lot more sense if I was actually wearing underwear.”

I know, I know…you are prolly thinking…

“Welp…we’ve all been there eh?”

See? We aren’t so different after all.

We're all naked on the inside.

So yeah, all that to say…

…HERE DUMBASS!!! LEARN SOME SHIT ABOUT WINGS REAL QUICK!!!

^Here’s Why Wings Don’t Fall Off Airplanes^

So it’s like 22:11 on Thursday night, which means that tomorrow is prolly gonna be Friday for most of the day. I started drinking pretty early this morning and passed out for a coupla hours this afternoon, then got up around 16:00 and bumbled around YouTube for a while looking for some new music. And now, I’m sitting here typing this bullshit and just decided to start drinking again.

Good thing she dumped my looser-ass eh?

I guess the fact that I’ve been left out of the entirety of the process, and am afforded no decisions whatsoever? Yeah…most people would prolly bust a spring. But I’ve kinda felt this way my entire life. At least with respect to situations like this. We seem to only be afforded the choices and or options that others allow us to have, depending on the situation.

For example, whatshername had repeatedly told me that she was in no way, shape or form going to pay for an attorney to get a divorce. Which said to me, that at some point, yeah…she’s gonna get an attorney, and file.

And yep…that’s what she has done. Not that it takes a rocket scientist to figure that out, but it’s not that simple.

I don’t mind “agreements” changing. What I do mind, is not being allowed to participate. If you are going to dictate terms just because “you have the upper-hand”…erm…when did this become a pissing contest?

Like she’s doing me a favor by getting an attorney herself, but then dictating that I cannot show up at court representing myself because her attorney fees will go up. Plus, her attorney is urging her to tell the court that I work somewhere making some minimum wage, just for child support purposes. Well…I don’t. I don’t have a job, and I refuse to go on disability. (Assuming I could even get it) But yeah, I’m pretty fucked up…so I could get it. But that would be like a death-sentence to me.

I’ve worked my ass off to try and get better. And I am better. Unfortunately, there is no “cure” for a fucked up work record…irrespective of the reason(s) for it.

I’m a 49 year old liability…
…and that’s not liable to change.

^Deadmau5 – Moar Ghosts ‘n Stuff (Ft. Rob Swire) [Vocal Mix] (1080p) || HD^


OK…there…I dumped…

Q: You feeling better now?

A:

Anyway, it’ll all be over tomorrow. So yeah…I can kinda talk about some stuff now. Although, I wouldn’t count on me to say much more on the subject.

Ya...srsly.
^(HD) Deadmau5 – Turning Point^

Remember that “if the glove don’t fit, you must acquit” business?

If the survey says you must omit

…you musta quit.

Or…you’re prolly about to.

I guess it’s who we quit and when and where and why and how that matters eh?

Not much there to think about.

You'll get over it.
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I sure as shit ain’t innocent in all of this bullshit. I’m an asshole. I’m short, sharp, ask direct questions, and I give direct answers. I mean…if you ask me a question, and don’t want to know my answer…

Q: Why ask?

A: Ironic eh?

Meh…it’ll all be over with soon.

I got that skiing trip to look forward to.

I mean, I won’t be there…but they will.

🙂
^Scissor Sisters – Let’s Have A Kiki – Instructional Video^

W…T…F?!?!?!?

LOL!!! The following video? The song was pretty cool, but then…I started watching the video. ROFL. People are idiots. I’m gonna have nightmares forever now.

THANKS INTERNET!!!
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So I broke down and put some underwear on, and started running around…and thinking…

“MAN! This would prolly make more sense if I was actually running around!”

And speaking of…yeah…to my knowledge…there was no “running around” that was going on in mine and whatshername’s marriage. I never did. I was shocked that she ever wanted anything to do with me. I mean…how in the FUCK does an ugly motherfucker like me ever get laid in the first place. “Personality” is how it has been described to me. Apparently, I have “a charming one, with a “rare” honesty and direct straightforwardness.” O RLY?!?!? You mean…the same one that is sometimes described as “a really bad attitude on an asshole that is mean as FUCK?”

Yeah…honesty will get you killed. EX:

Q1: Does this dress make my ass look big?
A1: No. But your ass makes that dress look small.
Q1: Does this dress make my ass look big?
A2: No. It just doesn’t hide your natural dimensions as well as some of your other clothing choices.

I mean…what the fuck kinda question is that?

Don’t use me as your lightning rod. Or do. Whatevz. I just work here.

^R3hab & NERVO & Ummet Ozcan – Revolution (Official Music Video)^

AH!!! A question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: So Cade, why weren’t you trying to save your marriage instead of trying to save the world?

A: GREAT QUESTION!!! I dunno. What do you think? I mean like, what do you think I should have done? I mean like…specifically. We can’t go back, ‘cept maybe for like…a visit or something. So yeah…what would you suggest that I have done differently? And speaking of which…why don’t you focus on saving your own whatever instead of telling me how to save my own whatever….K?

I’m sorry…that prolly sounded kinda…shitty…eh?

I only get one vote of two with respect to decision-making. And if mine differs from hers, or hers differs from mine? Yeah…there’s a good chance that someone is about to get nullified. Suddenly…everything is compromise. But…that’s OK. I went into this whathaveyou under that assumption. A partnership. Meh….we only get one life. That includes her and hers. There’s always gonna be winners and losers. I prefer to lose. It’s how I win. It’s hard to explain. But I dunno. Maybe you understand that concept better than you think you do.

^Karen Harding – Say Something^


I don’t think that it’s the good that makes the bad, nor the bad that makes the good.

It’s the whatever that makes the whatever, whatever it is.

^Krewella – Enjoy the Ride^

I can tell you this…that ski trip wouldn’t be happening were things to have transpired any differently up to this point.

Put that in your second-guessing pipe and smoke it.

^Better Off Alone^

Don’t “miss me”…I’ll be here always.

:-|-:
^Format:B – Chunky^


A special thanks to Roob for putting up with my bullshit, and encouraging me to keep writing.

^M83 – “Wait” (Official Video)^

…and miles to go before I sleep…

…and miles to go before I sleep…

Keep On Truckin’ World

cYa
cFa
^Avicii – Wake Me Up (Lyric Video)^
^Dirty Vegas – “Days Go By” (Original version)^

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*Hello! I’m Home… /stamps feet… OMG it’s fucking cold out there! …/shrugs off coat… Thanks Clicky! …/pats snout… Oh it’s warm in here… /chuckles… So, what mischief have you been up to whilst I was out there… /points… freezing my arse off?*

*Okay, slow down… /rubs hands over the library fire… Cade sent a missive? …/stops rubbing hands… You did WHAT?! …/looks up slowly… Clicky!! …/:O…*

*/Harumphs… Saved by the cute… /tuts… You really shouldn’t rely on the children to save your bacon… /squints… They get old… /sigh… Well then, I’d better go read the latest… If you’ve fucked it up, Clicky… /warms buttocks on library chair… Well go on then, assistant, go make us a cuppa… /lights up… *

 

Missive from ‘Merica: Marriage Matters…

Dear Reader, in his latest missive, The Okie Devil opens up a little…

*Ugh! Crass, Clicky… /shakes head…*

*/sighs loudly and counts to ten…*

Funnily enough, I’d just been reading about the relationship breakdown of a couple of artists, who’s collaboration is featured, below… See for yourself…

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I have decided that I am going to make a decision.


All kinds of wiggle room there eh?
I could do this all day...


 ...watching you do that all day
^Pee Wee Herman – Tequila^


Sorry, but I’m in a really bad mood today. I mean…not really, but that last whathaveyou of mine really fucked me up. I know that it didn’t take me very long to write it, even with the power-outage that caused me to have to re-write some of it. But a lot of thought went into it. There were some really mind-bending types of thoughts that I had while writing/thinking about the shit that I was writing/thinking about. Kinda like now. If someone was watching me type this shit right here…they’d prolly say…

“Man! You are banging that shit out pretty quick!”

And I guess that I kinda do. But there is quite a bit that hovers around in my head around how to say what and when. Sometimes I stumble across something that I personally think is clever or a good question and/or a clever way of presenting a question…irrespective of the “integrity” of that question or questions.

Q: Integrity?

A: Yeah. You know…”a question” or “a difficult question” or “a good question”….shit like that.

Integrity is integral.

Or something.
^The doves: Break me gently (Hybrid remix)^

I guess there is quite the conundrum sometimes when looking to prove some longstanding something within scientific dogma that has been a pain in your ass as incorrect. Especially when you have to hold on to so many other things within scientific dogma in order to pull this off. And then…the shit really hits the fan. Some interloper of a nobody wanders into your realm, starts questioning anything and everything in ways that make just…a little…too much sense…and SUDDENLY!!!….you are wrapping your arms around all of that crap you were previously trying to throw out as if it were made of pure golden gold. I guess that’s what its like anyway. Maybe if I actually took a hatchet to the shit that I am interested in destroying, it would be a little better indicator as to what I am not trying to/interested in…destroying.

Pro Tip: I don't own a hatchet.

How’s that work for ya?

Better?

Good.

Let’s keep going.

^Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince – Summertime (Hybrid remix)^

AH HA!!! A question via the Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, What’s the catch?
A/Q: You mean like…”the catch of the day?”
Q/A: Sure.
A/Q: I dunno. Whadda ya got?
A/Q/Q: Are you being intentionally coy? Or…”flippantly naive?”
A/Q: Maybe

Almost started to look like a poker hand there for a second. Aces and Queens.

^Fluke – Atom Bomb^


Energy Exhaustion…I guess that would be kind of a term that I am thinking of with respect to creating an extremely low pressure point within a vacuum or existing vacuum…as it were. I’ve just been thinking about rings (0) or (°) and (+) and (-) and (=) and other shapes with respect to charge and charges in both the traditional representation of atomic matter/atoms and quarks. If I had to draw a representation of how I see a quark, it would be similar to that of Leonardo da Vinci’s Vitruvian Man. But not really…but yeah…something like that. Except sans the ring. And maybe sometimes, not so much. Depends on how much stress/strain it’s under.

But what I’m seeing in there is “less static of a static charge.” And that is to say, a charge and charges that are so dynamic because of strings and stings within the pico-quanta and even smaller, that the only reason that we can detect these variable charges is because of the method and methods of detection. But my model and models tend to be a little more dynamic in their static nature, in that, they are, and all is…dynamic. That evolution works the way that it works, when it works, how it works. I incorporate things like DNA into my models of sub-atomic particulate matter, because the base and bases? Yeah…they already exist. Like Hydrogen for example. However, hydrogen plus Oxygen is no longer Hydrogen…it’s Hydrogen + Hydrogen + Oxygen. I think that there is MUCH more going on there than simply H20. But even that…I mean…how fucking awesome is that? All we need is a little electricity in the mix, and we can turn that Hydrogen and Oxygen mixture back and forth from water to gas over and over again…until we can’t.

Q: What’s missing?

A: Observers? Or Participants?

Q: What about the Oxygen and Hydrogen with respect to spin and spins?

A: Rest/Work/Rest/Work/Rest/Work

Resting...is hard work.
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Baby…I’m gonna eat you up.

BUT…

I’ll always leave room for desert.

^Pee-Wee’s Playhouse TV Intro 1986^

Speaking of Limeys…it appears that crime does not pay.

Unless you are a bored border guard.

Or a dope fiend

Nearly” … two tons of illegal dope plant found disguised as limes.

Jesus H. Christ-a-Hoppin On A Pogo Stick…WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?

NEARLY?!?!?!? What in the FUCK does “nearly” have to do with anyFUCKINGthing?!?!?!?

Close enough? Good enough?
O RLY??????

Q: Since when?

A: (insert cricket sounds here)
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I really don’t know what to put here, so I’ll just babble a bit.

I mean…answers?…when I was a kid?…were edicts…not answers. And now that I am older? I really don’t give a shit. Because the difference between an edict and an answer…really depends on who you are dealing with, why, and when.

I personally have always told people that …

“I can be your best friend or your worst enemy. That choice…I leave to you.”

Keeps things...civil...and cordial.
^Glenn Morrison – Hydrology (1080p) || HD^

So just thinking a bit here about certain vague things and whatnot…
If you could choose between the following…which would you choose.

OPTION #1: Discover the mysteries of The Universe and be known as the greatest mind that ever lived.

OPTION #2: Lay the groundwork for some future someone to discover the mysteries of The Universe and be known as the greatest mind that ever lived.

Yeah…teamwork is kinda a teamwork kinda thing.

Some positions are more important than others.


So yesterday, whatshername decided that she suddenly needed to talk to me for some reason.

She texted me…of course…and asked me if she could call me…because there was something that she really needed to discuss with me.

MySank

But I agreed…and told her to call me in 25 minutes.

She did…and told me that she had changed her mind…yet again…was going to an attorney on Friday…and was filing.

😦

/Jesus fucking Christ

The conversation wandered to and fro as I listened to her explain all of this bullshit that I have absolutely no choice in, and yes…she was/is cordial…but I trust her about as far as I can throw her. I know I’m gonna get screwed on this deal, and there is no way around it. At some point…in the near future…I’m gonna wind up in jail for not paying child-support that I cannot pay.

 😦

That’s the law, and the way the law is. People are not allowed to be unemployed/non-wage earners anymore…and there is no allowance for that. I am not allowed to show up in court, because if I do? Her attorney fees double…even if I do not have an attorney.

The meter is running, and it will never stop.

Q: Why do we treat marriage like shit?

A: !!!SAY…FUCKING WHAT???

^RADIO VERSION- Gotye feat. Kimbra- Somebody That I Used to Know (Dj Mike D Remix) Radio-Edit^

I dunno…it just seems to me that the only people that have a right to treat marriage like shit? Yeah…the people that are actually married. Married people can treat marriage however in the fuck they choose to treat it…up to, and including, like shit. It is, after…their institution. So why is it that “the law” gets involved and compounds this something into something that it isn’t? I dunno. We walked into this relationship cordially. Why is it such a stretch that we could also end it cordially. There’s always that predisposition to think that “something is wrong.”

YA THINK?!?!?!?!?!?

You are a fucking GENIUS!!!

Thanks for stirring shit up that doesn’t exist asshole(s).

Q: Why do we treat marriage like shit?

A: ???

^Capital Cities – Safe And Sound (Official Video)^


Q: What about the children?

A: WHAT A-FUCKING-BOUT THEM?!?!?!?

During the conversation…as she weaved in out or this and that as to the pros and cons of everything from here to there and everywhere…and…I waited for “the bombshell.” And, just as I suspected…it came.

Whatshername: I can’t even buy a house if I wanted to!
Cade: You’re buying a house?

Things change.

I’m fine with that.

I roll wif it.

It’s all I can do.

😐
^OneRepublic – Counting Stars^

She’s taking them on a skiing trip to New Mexico next month.

I’m excited for them.

I hope they have fun.

That’s the limit of my involvement in that.

Yes…I would love to be there.

I wasn’t invited.

/me shrugs

I’ll get over it.

/me shrugs
^Of Monsters And Men – Little Talks (Official Video)^


I view relationships a little differently than “the law” does.

Why on Earth/Terra I would wish ill upon people I love?

I dunno…that’s your theory…not mine.

^Bastille – Pompeii^


So yeah…I view physics a little bit different than most do.

Or at least…maybe I’ll admit more than some are prepared to do.

But I have my reasons.

You are one of them.

Yeah...you.

Believe it or not…I don’t care.

You.

I care about you.

Ironic...eh?
^David Guetta – Titanium ft. Sia (Official Video)^

As of tomorrow…

…I will officially be…

…a deadbeat dad.

cYa
cFa

^Swedish House Mafia – Don’t You Worry Child ft. John Martin^

*******

*Yikes! What a horrid situation for him, Clicky… I… I don’t know what to say…*

*/nods… Thanks Clicky… /pats snout…*