Missive From ‘Merica: Write On!

I hope you’re enjoying your Sunday, Dear Reader. Fortunately the world didn’t end yesterday, as predicted…

Thank fuck for that, ‘cos I have had a Harry story accepted for the Underdog Anthology III…

… And I still haven’t mutilated a poem for the Afterword yet…

Whilst I get on with doing that, feel free to dive into the latest missive, deep and inviting, from Cade the Okie Devil, below. Enjoy! 😀

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!!!Let's Doo Sum SnewZ!!!

I’ve decided to give Bing News a shot today…

…but I have a feeling…

…this might be a little…

…lopsided….

…assuming that Bing routes most of it’s shit through MSN.

^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

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Texas asks court to allow its ban on ‘sanctuary cities’

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Marilyn Manson: ‘Columbine Destroyed My Entire Career’

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Magnitude 5.7 earthquake hits off northern California -USGS

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North Korean leader Kim called Trump a what? A ‘dotard’

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What Does Mexico’s Earthquake Mean for California? A Caltech Seismologist Explains

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Elderly deaths: Call for generators in Florida nursing homes

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Trix with artificial flavors is coming back after customer complaints

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France threatens to skip 2018 Winter Olympics in South Korea over security concerns

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NASA SPACECRAFT OSIRIS-REX TO SLINGSHOT AROUND EARTH ON ITS WAY TO ASTEROID BENNU

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HOLLYWOOD ACTRESS TELLS ALL: “I FELT BLOATED, TIRED, AND UNHEALTHY… NOW I KNOW WHY”

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Death Wish Coffee recalls its Nitro Cold Brew over risk of deadly botulin toxin

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‘Game Plan to Survive.’ Teen Gets Locked in Cave for 60 Hours With No Cellphone Signal

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Now…I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking…

DUDE!!! I ALREADY READ ALL THAT SHIT!!!

Well I hadn’t.

Go fuck yourself.

^Three Dog Night – Never Been To Spain^

I saw an advertisement on that last story, that talked about “why doctors will no longer prescribe Metformin”…and the advertisement went on to say…that the ad…was selected…for me.

Q: What in the FUCK is Metformin, and why did it select me?

A: ?!?!?

The link to the story was 500 fucking miles long, so I skipped it, and just went and looked up Metformin on Google.

Metformin

I don’t have diabetes…type 2 or otherwise. WTF?!?!?

Adaptive Immune System (Redirected from Adaptive immunity)

Passive Immunity-Naturally Acquired

United States Bullion Depository

Viral Tegument

Is everything designed to kill us? Something is not adding up.

Yeah…it’s adding up…but to what?

For whom?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

A: According to the U.S. Mint, there are currently 147.3 million ounces of gold in Fort Knox, KY. At a current price of about $1,776 per ounce, this is worth 261.6 billion dollars.

147,300,000 ounces / 16 ounces = 9,206,250 pounds.

9,206,250 / 2,000 = 4,603.125 tons.

$261,600,000,000 dollars / 323,100,000 citizens = $809.66

I’d like mine in cash please. Hell, that ain’t even 1/2 an ounce of gold.

I knew I wasn't worth a fuck

…but damn…that’s some hardcore, cold-blooded shit right there.

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

Has the Federal Reserve Sold the Gold at Fort Knox?

This article says…that The U.S. Treasury actually has 8,134 tons in total. So I guess only about half of that is in Kentucky.

8,134 tons = 16,268,000 lbs = 260,288,000 ounces = $462,271,488,000 @ $1,776 per ounce.

$462,271,488,000 / 323,100,000 citizens = $1,430.74

Considering that the year that I made the most money – I made right at $120,000 that year – I paid over $40,000 in taxes, and averaged working about 70 hours per week…um…yeah.

I gotta regroup here.

^Frida – I Know There’s Something Going On (ABBA) (1982) HD 0815007^

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

Getting metaphysical

😐

I am dissapoint (sic)

j/k

I got a question about your view of “not being able to see time”…

Q: Would you know it, if you saw it?

To relate…let’s think about drag racing, since an interest in both time and trains should certainly be easily relatable to drag racing, from both the participant and spectator positions.

There was a video that I posted sometime back, that showed a guy getting a ride-along in a drag car. There was an in-car video camera, and at the end of the ride, the passenger commented…

“That seemed like a LOT longer time from inside the car!”

The drag car in question, was about an 11/12 second car. Meaning it took about 11/12 seconds to cover the 1/4 mile, which is 1,320 feet.

Find a clock that has a second hand…now watch it click off 11 seconds.

Keep in mind, that a drag car never stops accelerating.

So for the entire time, of that 11 seconds, you are going faster and faster, the whole time.

If you were traveling at the speed of light…186,282 miles per second…you just covered 2,048,882 miles.

BUT!!! What if…you started @ a relative “0-speed” and accelerated from 0 to 186,282 miles per second within that 11 seconds?

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

Q: What encountered you?

So yeah…spin. All kinds of spin and spins. I’m not trying to sell anyone on anything…just trying to describe what I see. I don’t think I’m alone in what I see…just…yeah…alone-ish or something.

😐

Anyway…what is really cool to me, relativistically…is when there is a proximate particle or mass, that appears to be not moving at all. Yet relative to some distant particle or mass…it may be moving at some fucking RIDICULOUS speeds.

Pert near Ludicrous Speed. 😛

Especially if those particles/masses are entangled.

Shit gets really funky from there.

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

For example, if two masses are entangled at great distance…they may swap places, and your never ever know it, save for a change in the mass that you are observing. You don’t actually know that it’s a different mass…you just know that a change has taken place.

We make assumptions that these actions/reactions are local or even localized…but that’s not always the case. By the time out new mass moves in, and replaces the old one, the new one may have been traveling at ridiculous speeds over great distances. The old one and new one, transfer energy/energies and momentum(s), and the old one hauls ass elsewhere.

Further…the old one may transfer it’s entanglement many times as it heads out wherever it is going. Like tumblers handshaking here and there and everywhere. Lots of parts, lots of methods, lots of mediums, lots of time. I dunno…I get jazzed when anyone talks about time. Keep it contextual, and everything else becomes possible.

Grains of sand, to eyes of needles.

^Gary Wright – Love Is Alive^

Where was I?

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

Prolly gonna go find some ice for my balls.

Fuckin’ Limeys.

^Climax Blues Band ~ Couldn’t Get It Right 1977 Disco Purrfection Version^

FBI Misses THIRD Deadline to Hand Over Subpoenaed Documents On Trump Dossier

What does this mean? I dunno. Go arrest the FBI. I guess they could just handcuff themselves and turn themselves in…but I wouldn’t count on that. Maybe pull their funding? Stop printing their paychecks and turn the electricity off in The J.Edgar Building…that might get someone’s attention. Or how about make the FBI go without toilet paper until they produce this shit.

lolz That sounds funny.

PRODUCE THIS SHIT…OR YA’LL GETS NO TP UNTIL YOU DOO!!!

^The Three Degrees – When will I see you again (Ruud’s Extended Mix)^

It occurs to me, that with all of this secrecy, we’ve been operating in a “Minority Report” kind of “Thought Police” kind of mode for a long time. This isn’t about every American having an FBI file irrespective of whether or not they’ve ever committed a crime. That I can quasi-sorta understand on some levels. This is about accountability via secrecy.

With secrecy, there is no accountability. How can there be? We’re not talking about privacy. Government like ours deserves none. I should be able to go to FBI.gov, and look up my own name, and see if I’m being investigated for anything. See if I’ve ever been investigated for anything. See if it’s ever been recommended that I be investigated for anything, on who’s recommendation, and why.

I should be able to look up how much money The FBI spent on coffee last month. How much they spent on sugar. How much they spent on drink cups and coffee stirrers. Who is requisitioning government planes instead of flying commercial. Does that sound good? I can think of some more stuff if you need suggestions. Just let me know.

So yeah…it’s not about this or that, it’s about this and that, and everything else. I thought that’s what accountability was\is?

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

I guess one could argue that my thoughts on particle and mass motion could be summed up to slight of hand. But…what about preservation of mass? Preservation of energy? Preservation of energy? If you don’t have the balls to countermand your own bullshit, it’s prolly why you aren’t getting anywhere. Hey asshat(s)…I’m on your team.

Ain't I?

^Orleans – Still The One (with lyrics)^

Ah HA!!! A question via The Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

Cade: Didn’t see this one coming. Are we talking local, less-local, or non-local? Because you have to consider them all. If we thing of a string as being the current method of binding of some particular particles…which part of the string are you seeing? How would you know? When the energy and energies run out…welp…what about less bound strings?

If you disconnect your machines, or turn them off, or stop the process that was further intermingled with the goings on…why wouldn’t shit stop? I mean…we are talking about operating within time and times here. Are you really willing to go the distance? What if you only get one chance to “tap” an infinite power source, but that source is more like Morse code, and there is a thousand years that will transpire until the next dah or dit?

Yes…I’m suggesting that “tapping” or “harnessing” ANYTHING…can, and will, have consequences. Why wouldn’t it? Just because something is local…you think it’s ours? What…are you drowning and there’s a life-ring nearby…hence…it’s yours? I don’t think things work like that. Certainly not always. We need more information.

Sound familiar?

It should.

^Firefall – Strange Way^

Lactic Acidosis

Biguanide

Galega Officinalis

Coleophora

Coleophora Lusciniaepennella

Wingspan

Gridiron Football

Man…I went from Diabetes to Flowers to Moths to Football in like…nothing flat. Must be football season or some such. Yesterday was the first day of Fall… so…yeah…foosball!!!

Mama Boucher: Foos-ball? Buncha overgrown monsters man-handlin’ each other… ‘Member when dat man wanted you to play foos-ball, Bobby?

Movie = The Waterboy

^Waterboy-I like them too^

It don’t hurt none, to talk about whatever in the fuck I want, do it? I never would have considering yapping about anything at all till just a coupla years ago. Too much pride I guess. Too afraid to be wrong, and even more afraid of being right.

That's no way to live...is it?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPZrRRKdUnU

^David Holmes – I Heard Wonders^

I’ve had to get a lot of shit out of my system over at my own blog lately. I guess mainly because I can freewheel a shade more in a single direction, and spend more time doing it. When I sit down to write these things here? The objective is to move as rapidly as possible, and cover as much ground as possible. Not really, but my objective is to spend as little time as possible between A and B, and I’ve no idea what that is going to be.

Like tonight/this morning? I really didn’t have much in my head at all. Nothing that I really wanted to write about. I’ve got some other writing that I want to do, but nothing is currently coming to mind. It’s difficult to write a story that you’ve already completed in your head. Not that I’ve ever tried to write like this before or anything…but God bless her…someone has prodded me along in a very clever way over the last coupla days, and I’m thankful for that. But I guess I gotta go the rest of the way now.

Now...what's that bit about announcing your plans and hearing/watching God laugh?

^Knife Party – ‘Sleaze’^

Christmas is just around the corner I guess. I wonder when everything will go on sale? And since when is everything on sale? There’s something vague booping around in this empty head of mine, and has been for a few days. Ever since I saw mention of slavery somewhere along the line, and these Anunnaki fucks keeps bopping in and out of my noggin’.

But yeah...

Being off-balance helps me think. But this shit ain’t like that. To say that it was this kind of thought or that kind of thought, meaning good or bad, would be…kinda…on track…but not really. It’s not really like that. I’m not sure that a judgement call could be made like that with respect to “aliens” or “extra-terrestrials”…mainly because of us.

We are SOOOOooo fucking convinced, that anyone who shows up, is just here to take shit away from us. Welp, who the FUCK owns the shit now? At best, I’ve apparently got a $1,500 stake in the country in which I live, and THAT’S assuming that the other 323.1 million fucks that live here are feeling generous, and willing to let me sell my 1oz stake of gold that is sitting somewhere where I can’t get to it. I didn’t dig that shit up. Where’d it come from?

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

What’s it like to get old? Let’s see.

Fact Sheet: Aging in the United States

Who…in the fuck…is PRB?

Population Reference Bureau

Oh. Anyway…

“The number of Americans ages 65 and older is projected to more than double from 46 million today to over 98 million by 2060, and the 65-and-older age group’s share of the total population will rise to nearly 24 percent from 15 percent.”

So…there’s 46 million peeps over 65 in The USA.

$462,271,488,000 / 46,000,000 = $10,049.38.

Here’s your paycheck…go play golf.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

Considering that the retirement age is now 70, and these PRB fucks say that the number of old farts is gonna almost double by 2060…wait…

WHAT?!?!?!?!? 20-fucking-60?!?!?!?

I’ll be 92 fucking years old in 2060. You really think that anyone, who is 27 years old right now, will give a flying fuck about some 92 year-old asshole in 2060?

Yeah…someone who is 27 years old right now, will be eligible to retire in 2060. What about some young punk that was born today? Yeah…today…as in…September 23rd of 2017…they’ll be 43 in 2060. You think that they will give two fucks about two old fucks aged 92 and 70?

Nope.

They’ll be driving flying sportscars, chasing skirts, and writing child-support/alimony checks in the midst of their mid-life crisis, all while battling Hepatitis L.

Meh…I’ll prolly be on Mars and/or The Moon/Luna by 2060. Maybe even Jupiter or Saturn. The mail is prolly slow getting out that way…so you can keep the Social Security checks.

^Todd Rundgren – Hello It’s Me (1972)^

Damn…it’s 03:05…I could use a hug.

<huggles>

^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

Human Leukocyte Antigen

Lots of tics and tocs and dahs and dits and beeps and boops to be seen at these levels.

Christian Laying On Of Hands

Don’t need anyone? Good for you. What about those that do? What about those that don’t, and then they do? I dunno either.

Event driven time.

Event driven times.

What kinds?

All kinds.

What cha got in minds?

We got all kinds of fine finds for you to finds.

Hop on in on of the lines.

Sees what you can sees, and finds what you can finds.

Your answers are your own.

^Robbie Dupree: Steal away^

I just remembered that my driver’s license expires in two months.

Yeesh…I’ll have no “valid I.D.” while cruising the motherland. Or fatherland. Or homeland. Or whatever in the fuck it my comrades call it.

A paranoid bunch we are.

We prolly need some secret organizations to keep us safe.

Let’s form some.

We need a manifesto first tho.

I quit.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ter0p_iyIxk

^Earth, Wind & Fire – September^

I don’t have anything against beliefs and traditions and shit like that. Cept the ones that tell me what a piece of shit I am. Or the ones that tell me how fucking great I am.

Too confusing.

I dunno…I’ll figure it out. But I did address some pomp and circumstance kinds of things over at my own blog earlier this evening. If I need a pound of Wolfsbane, a goats right testicle, and a pure copper talisman in the shape of two figure 8’s bound by three stars and a zero? Where in the fuck am I supposed to get that shit? I gots no monies, and this shit don’t grow on trees ya know.

I don’t mind going without. I appreciate the suggestion, but I’d bet that goat needs his balls more than I need protection from whatever it is that’s hounding me. You think they’ll bargain? Maybe say…two used golf-balls in place of the goat’s ball? Time and a place for everything? Just being nice and trying to do the right thing(s) in my own life isn’t enough? What about over time? Over times?

Yeah…I forgot…works count for nothing. Everyone take 5. Smoke em’ if ya got em’.

😛

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mo6LRLWUMwU

^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

For Bubba.

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYa | cFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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*/daydreaming… Hmm… I hope so too, Clicky…*

*What?*

*Alright! I’m dooing it… /rolls eyes…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Shamble On!

To recap, Dear Reader – First was the preamble, followed by some ambling, so now we come to the final part of this ramble shamble of a missive mission…

*There you are Clicky! Good, hear for the heavy lifting? …/pats snout… Join you in a bit, just gonna smoke this first…/lights up…*

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Cade impresses Roob with his gif

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After Eight

Sucrose

Saccharose

Butterfat

Fipronil

2017 Fipronil Eggs Contamination

GABA Receptor

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Cade and Roob discuss the gif

Cade adds a wiki wall

Glutamate-gated Chloride Channels

MECHANISM OF ACTION

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Penicillin-binding Proteins

Glutamate (Neurotransmitter)

Neurotoxin

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Shield (Disambiguation)

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Malaria

Zika (Disambiguation)

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Iodised Salt

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Cade and Roob end Missive Mission Experiment

This stops here...because it does.

cYa | cFa

^Boards of Canada – An Eagle In Your Mind^

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*/looks up… Good show, Clicky! …/drags… I’ve gotta get on and write my Anthology III story now… /stubs fag… Don’t wanna be late…*

Until next time, Dear Reader… Have 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…

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)^

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Audio Signal Processing-Techniques

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Free Water Clearance

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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

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Lorentz Transformation

Spacetime-Spacetime Interval

Interval

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Matic

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Between

Inbetweening

Scale

Scaling

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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

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?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ic87SfqQAAM

^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^

cYa | cFa

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

*******

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

*Good Clicky… /pats snout…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Sho’ Can Awe

Dear Reader, so far this week we’ve had ‘Fire & Fury’…

*Hmm… crossing arms…*

…Furiously Fired…

…Google unable to handle Damore’s ‘truth’ to Maduro setting up a ‘Truth Commission‘… It is totally Caracas out there, Dear Reader…

A new missive from Cade follows. It’s quite long, so hopefully we won’t all be reduced to vape-or-ASH before you get to the end of it…

…c Ya at the bottom… 😉

*******

This where this starts. If you are interested in starting somewhere else, feel free to do so at your leisure. I have to start here. Catch ya on the flipside…

wherever that might be/not be.

^Trio Los Panchos – Quizas, quizas, quizas.^

8-8 4-30 12-18 11-15 6-20 (fail)

11-15 (failed)

11-15 3-25 12-20 1-4 3-21 (fail)

11-15 (failed)

11-15 3-6 (fail)

11-15 (failed)

^Happy Mondays – Step On^

Ignore that numerical shit above...it means nothing.

This morning….I got to thinking about change, changes and changing while I was sitting upon the can and relieving my body of poop.

I personally find this scenario “weird” because, I usually think about only two things plus one procedural addition during my own personal process of dumping poop into the splashy porcelain water bowl of doom, that is located in the chamber of ultimate isolation…

(1) getting on,

(2) getting off,

(3) remove clinging particles.

Not that there are not LOADS of membrane processes and/or pressure changes going on there or anything. And not that pressures and pressures changes have any affect on our bodies. So…is it any wonder that people sometimes report thinking about the goddamndest of things while sitting on the shitter and making #2?

This has me now thinking of “normal” and “normalcy” with respect to these pressure changes, which got me to thinking about ergonomics. And yes…ergonomics as it relates to the workplace. I mean…where else does ergonomics play a role in your life but the workplace? It’s not like you have any choice or choices at work…you do what you are told.

^The Charlatans – The Only One I Know^

Been watching a lot of drag racing videos. I spent a lot of time with my nose in drag racing magazines when I was a kid. Lotta things that I haven’t thought of in a long time.

Q: Do you want to know me or not?

A: I dunno either.

Shit like below tho? Yeah…I spent a lot of time hearing about a lot of perspectives about women, and from women, about women. What they never tell you about, is…”a woman”. Guess you gotta find that one yourself.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWuhLqZQc9k

^LEGENDS: THE SERIES – THE LEGEND OF “JUNGLE PAM” HARDY^

Last Wednesday, whatshername had the pest-control people come out and spray the house. Thursday morning, I wandered out front like I typically do…and there was a dead grass snake in the middle of the walkway. Very small, so it had to be young, but I thought it was just sunning in the morning sunshine, and was going to prod it back into the grass since others that traverse this walkway may not be as mindful about where they walk, and might crush him/her. But it was dead. I then remembered that they had sprayed the previous day, so, yeah…mission accomplished.

😦

I moved the snake to a non-conspicuous area of the grass, and figured something would prolly eat it. But night came, and it was still there. Friday morning came, and it was still there. Friday night came, and it was still there. I mean, not even ants were on it, but then again, why would there be any ants on it…they had just nuked the entire area two days prior. It got me to wondering about these dead-zones that are created by spraying and/or pest control, and just how out of balance these areas are and/or can be.

Saturday morning came. I looked for the snake, but I couldn’t locate it…then…I noticed a BIG goddamn snail right about where the snake should be. I then noticed the snake…or what was left of it. This snail must have sucked the snake completely dry, as all that was left of the snake was it’s skin, which had the appearance of one of those paper wrappers that covers drinking straws. I couldn’t have been watching this snail for more than 15-20 seconds, when it began to retreat. I musta been just in time.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSQasiey6Yw

^Fixx – Lowlyfe – Break Beat Temazo^

I’m not sure how to qualify the video below. It’s too awesome for description. I guess it’s one of those “needs to be experienced” kinda things that even then, still defies description. Guess you had to be there.

/me shrugs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tozhe0yTAqo

^Cuba Feliz – Lagrimas Negras (Lyric added)^

There was an interesting Tweet that came up on the radar after I finished my morning movement.

Your #5 is disingenuous.

Why did you choose to not mention the massive grants of up to £4.5k that poor taxpayers contribute towards? pic.twitter.com/ljt0FWzTy3

— Mhehed Zherting (@MhehedZherting) August 7, 2017

Musta been the #2 ass-pecked of thinking at the time, but #5 is NOT what caught my attention. There are #2 pics in that Tweet, not #1. So…I hunted down the source of pic #2.

The first line of the first sentence of the first paragraph is what grabbed me.

“Electric or ‘plug-in’ vehicles come in all shapes and sizes with a wide array of technologies making up this sector.”

Man…talk about ME being non-committal.

That sentence is devoid of anything and everything except grammatical rules and spelling accuracy, and my personal incompetency in these areas makes me question the presence/existence of even those. Jesus Christ…talk about a gasp of oppression from whoever had to think that shit up…I’ve never seen a better example. Not that I’ve done any technical writing or anything…but yeah…I’ve done loads of technical writing.

That sentence says “I’ve/We’ve not a fucking clue”…they must be talking about new shit. They may even be talking about new shit that appears outwardly as old shit. I guess these fixed roadway systems and accompanying infrastructures weren’t as liberating and freeing as we thought, eh?

^Stone Roses – Fools Gold(Full Version)^

“To find out more about plug-in vehicles, watch our electric car guide video that explains the different types of electric vehicles and helps you understand how the different fuel technologies can work for you.”

Ugh.

“If you’re interested in learning how to manage your fleet sustainably to save money and reduce emissions, read our fleet management essentials.”

EHGADS!!!

Grant money!!!

WOO HOO!!!

IT’S A GOLDRUSH!!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyZp1nm5yco

^Happy Mondays – Loose Fit (Official Music Video)^

So yeah anyway, fuck electric cars or whatever…I can’t afford a car of any type, shape, size or array of technology type(s). But since LegIron is getting Ultra-Violent with his stove, I can talk about something else. Like…I watched a video last week that shows someone demolishing a barn with 164 lbs of Tannerite.

 (whatever in the fuck Tannerite is)

It appears that you can buy this shit from various places…

…for example.

I have no idea why this particular video came up in my recommended videos, but it did, and I had to wonder why in the FUCK someone would blow up a barn they want to get rid of instead of demolishing it by hand. So…I watched it. Even tho I am a pyrotechnician, I personally HATE things that explode. May seem ironic, but a few up close experiences with these things can certainly change your thinking about them.

Q: Why not hire a 164 lb person to tear your barn down for you?

A: ???

^sugarloaf – green eyed lady^

Bockwurst

Sausage

Sausage Making

Ham

Botulism

Drug Injection

Smoking

Bacon’s Rebellion

Nathaniel Bacon (Virginia Colonist and Rebel)

Dysentery

Consumption

Consumer Protection

Demographic Profile

Hmmm....

WHY BIG DATA IS A SMALL IDEA …

AND WHY YOU SHOULDN’T WORRY SO MUCH

Hmmmmmmm..........

Wikipedia:No Original Research

Research-Forms of Research

Research

Researcher (Disambiguation)

Charles Town Classic

Charles Town, West Virginia

Charleston, West Virginia

Trade

Uber

Super

I’m getting there. Just doing a little light reading. I usually don’t pay attention to much when I am reading. Hence, I don’t learn much. You’re prolly safe.

^Eydie Gorme Y Trio Los Panchos – “Piel Canela”^

I’m not here to tell you what to do or which way to go. Therefore, yeah…much of the shit I write is incomplete and/or full of holes. I write that way on purpose. It’s intentional. By design. I actually put a lot of thought into much of what I include or omit when I’m writing, irrespective of how quickly/slowly I bang this shit out. That leaves room for you to find your own goddamn answers. Not that many people read this shit, but “this shit” does filter down, to and through channels.

Always being mindful of others helps me better express myself, seeing as I have no answers to give and I know that. That said, there are answers to be had, and you can find these answers anywhere and everywhere. Some answers just take an insane amount of time to find. Prolly a good time for some self-evaluation(s) as to modes and methods there, irrespective of the channels that you navigate.

Acceptable...unacceptable...same things at different times.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DE3CTcGqCs

^Buena Vista Social Club – Candela^

While we are changing topics here…lets talk changes and changing and change and related stuff. Women…for example. How much do you really need to know?

There’s a good chance that any woman you hook up with has prolly been through something called puberty…maybe that rings a bell/you may have already heard of it. There’s also a good chance that this woman has an interest in a concept called “marriage”. Here in The USA, it’s pretty popular/unpopular thing at various times, so I can only assume that it is similarly popular/unpopular worldwide. There are these things called…babies.

(Google it yourself if you don't believe me)

Women appear to have an interest in these things called babies. There is also this thing called menopause that women go through. You may also need to Google this one. That’s IT! Finito!!! You now know all you need to know/all there is to know about women. That makes “the woman”…and everything else about her…unique. Specific to her and her alone.

Now all you gotta do is figure out what all that shit is. Just keep in mind that she is always learning and growing while you are simultaneously trying to learn all of the existing shit about her. Some choices on your part to be made there. Might wanna be mindful. Just sayin’.

Have fun 🙂

^Blur (The Best Of) – Girls and Boys^

Speaking of Twitter…there was also a pic that came up somewhere, that showed some woman jumping up and down at a sporting event of some kind, and I guess she wasn’t wearing a bra, and someone was lucky enough to capture some photos of her underboob. I ain’t looking that one up…

(ba da ching)

but it did get me to thinking a bit, and not just about boobs at various angles and/or various states of motion. I mean yeah…breasts and the woman they are attached to is interesting, but there were/are a number of creepy aspects to consider. I can think of a lot of wheels turning that made these particular photos possible, but it makes me feel creepy to think about them, even tho many of these thoughts would prolly be considered by others as being pretty straightforward … tame … even.

EX: This person specifically requesting/hiring a photographer to take pics of her at this event, they sell any interesting photos to interested parties, split the money.

Gotta keep in mind tho, I’m wondering how in the fuck these pics wound up in a publication of any kind. Lotta angles to suddenly consider. Lotta players too.

^Pulp – Common People^

Q: If “pressure within the head” is of utmost importance during times of trauma, why would it not be important all of the time?

A: ¿?¿

We have many membranes within our bodies. Prolly goes without saying that pressure might be important. But what if pressure cannot change according to “standards?” Take an asthmatic, for example. Now take that asthmatic, and put them on a ventilator. The lungs do more than merely inflate. They even do more than just inflate/deflate. Not that I would know.

I mean, if “asthma” is unique enough of a condition to separate it from standard operating procedure, then why wouldn’t the entirety of the individual that has this condition also be unique? Just thinking that many of these standards have become so standard that they are in fact, non-standard. The application portion contextually within the dynamics of changing environment is going to make people’s head swim when they start thinking about it like that. Is it any wonder why the concept of change is so scary? Especially when and if YOU are changing, and no one else is.

Now yer gonna wanna grab onto something, and if something isn’t there to grab onto, yer gonna wanna create something to grab onto yourself. Lot’s to think about there.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nqfO7Wy7BYs

^Happy Mondays – Wrote For Luck (Official Music Video)^

Popular Music of Manchester

What really got me to thinking about writing, was tomorrow. I mean, this was yesterday that I was thinking about writing tomorrow, so yesterday’s thinking would have been about two days from yesterday, which is tomorrow today.

Tomorrow today is August 8th…my dad’s birthday. But I think that HIS dad’s birthday was on August 7th or 9th, and dad’s MOM’s birthday was either August 7th or 9th…I can’t remember. But they were all born within 3 days of each other in different years. I think my dad’s only sister may have been in there somewhere as well, or maybe she was nearer my older sister’s birthday. Can’t recall. I just know that a lot of birthdays within my family fall weird. Lotta weird death-days in there as well.

EX: My paternal grandfather died on November 13, and was buried two days later on my birthday…November 15th.

😦

Everyone…and I mean EVERYONE forgot my birthday that year. I have no idea why tho. Musta been something else going on or something.

^PEDRO INFANTE – QUIEN SERA (HD)^

What pushed me over the edge and got me to actually sitting down and writing tho, was a song. Someone pass along that Happy Mondays song…and I was like…

HOLY SHIT!!! THE HAPPY MONDAYS!!!

I had forgotten about them. Not that there isn’t tons of shit that I’ve forgotten about. But why would I actively remember something that falls under the banner of something that was no longer important? Music…in this instance. Especially something that could be considered arcane or fleeting under this banner…The Happy Mondays…for example.

Happy Mondays

Oh…they are called “Happy Mondays”…and not…”The Happy Mondays”.

Lots of bands have struggled with that “The” concept/addition with respect to band names/naming…but I digress.

So yeah…Happy Mondays broke up in 1993…so yeah…kinda fleeting.

^Halie Loren – Sway / Quien sera^

Today is now 8-8. I got sidetracked and stopped writing yesterday. Did some quick Twitter breezing, as there were 36 unread Tweets, and it seems…Google is in the news.

Q: If you give a certain concept a name, does that validate the concept?

A: ???

I ain’t gonna look up this Google story, but it appears that someone got canned by Google.

Seeing as how I was just pondering corporate and corporations right before bed, that gets me to thinking about “guilt” and “guilt-free”…and how these concepts relate to life/a life.

Oh...and HBD Pop.

^¿Quién será?^

Q: If your first reaction/response to an event is “What in the FUCK was that?!?!?” or “No fucking WAY that just happened!!!” or “I can’t BELIEVE that just happened!!!” or something similar, why would that original concept/thought ever change?

A: ? Show ¿ Can ? Awe ¿

Yeah…Shock And Awe, sho’ can awe. So can show.

I think a lot about pretexts and conceptions as it relates to control and controlled, and also with respect to things that are controllable/uncontrollable. Dogs…are a great example. Especially as it relates to the concept of “pet/a pet”…and certainly when cats are thrown into this mix. Lots of assumptions have already been made about cats and/or dogs and their “owners” and the hows and whys as to who chooses what and when.

Q: How many animals are born with the ability to speak, read, write and understand the same language you speak?

A: (hang on to your hats here)

Q: If mathematics is “The Universal Language”…then how come so few people speak it?

A: (?)

Q: What happened to love?

A: (¿)

I would have thought that communication would be “The Universal Language”. Or at least the base/a base for it. Is it what you have to say, or your desire to say it that makes communication important? Or is it, actually saying it/actually communicating it? Or all of the above? Prolly a lot more to consider there. Just sayin’.

😉

^REZZ x Kotek – Ascension^

X: Maybe you should take a break.

Cade: Prolly. I’m kinda lost.

X: Hadn’t noticed.

Cade: Whatever it is, it’s suddenly buzzing around in there somewhere.

X: Can’t grab it tho.

Cade: I wonder sometimes if I’m actually trying to grab it tho. Most of the time, I don’t feel that its something I need to “grasp.” Too much…”now what” that goes along with it.

T: You think that would be any different if your station in life was different?

Cade: Why entertain such thoughts tho? If I’m supposed to be somewhere, that’s where I’ll be.

Z: Took a minute to get here…didn’t it?

For the sake of anyone reading here…I just had quite the gap in thinking. Typically…these “convos” come out fast, and I just write them from top to bottom, never knowing who is gonna say what nor when. But between myself and “Z”, on that last exchange, there was about a one minute gap where I sat at my desk with the wind whistling through my ears. Almost like someone had something to say, but either didn’t know what to say and/or how to say it. Contemplating.

Cade: So…idleness and what that really is.

X: You’ve already jumped the shark. Good show.

Cade: lolz…I guess I did jump the shark there didn’t I? lolz

X: Anyway…

Z: Yeah…anyway…erm…this CFrank Davis dude has been talking about “idleness” lately.

Cade: I’ve not given it much thought since that’s kinda where I operate all the time.

B: Meaning what exactly?

Cade: Meaning, I think a lot.

A: Ain’t no work being done when you ain’t doing nothing but thinking…is that it?

Cade: WOAH!!! Look at who has developed a saucy attitude and/or approach all of a sudden like!!!

A: Thought I’d give it a whirl.

Cade: Nicely done. Well played. ❤

A: 🙂

X: I wanna talk about nothing.

0: Me too.

Cade: rofl…welp…let’s on with it then.

X: Why do you think we ask you so many questions?

Cade: The best way for me to find my own answers is not via my own questions.

X: And why do you think that would be?

Cade: Welp…I fear much of that which much of society seems to deem as mystical.

Z: Gotten any…help…in that regard recently?

Cade: Yep. Mentioned getting some help in those areas to someone else just recently.

T: Anyone in particular?

Cade: Funny that YOU would mention it. 😉

T: Why do you think the thought of some “Egyptian God” would be so traumatising to you personally.

Cade: Mainly, because I was told/taught that it should be traumatizing.

X: Lotta nested thoughts about trauma there as it relates to thinking.

Cade: …

Z: That’s not what you were just thinking.

Cade: No. But I cannot organize every single thought into something tangible, and certainly not on cue or command.

Z: And why is that?

Cade: It doesn’t allow me to custom tailor that response to whoever is asking.

X: Now if anything in this universe ever sounded non-committal and wishy-washy, that previous statement would be right in and amongst such sounds.

Cade: Details only require the slightest bit of attention in order to understand just how important they are.

C: Like a woman’s teeth…or her nose?

Cade: Or whatever.

0: What about Osiris? You never mention him much.

Cade: I’m learning. But I can never really know these entities as individuals, until and unless I can.

X: That’s a tall order.

Cade: /me shrugs

0: You really need to work on that story. Lotta interest being shown for “The Seven Sisters” here and there recently.

Cade: I know. I’ve been thinking about it quite a bit. Just…wanting to represent them correctly/accurately in the story.

X: Not possible.

Cade: Welp…you got that shit right. But I’m gonna try.

B: Maybe you shoulda mentioned more details in the first part of the story.

Cade: And you wonder why I’m having trouble writing this shit?

Z: Not really.

B: 😀

Cade: lolz

Z: 😉

B: 🙂

0: …

^Animal Collective – My Girls (2009)^

If you target a certain area, for the sake of the whole, all while foresaking the whole for the sake of this target area, is it really any wonder that you spend so much time disappointed? The belly/belly-fat…for example. Or cellulite on the legs. That belly is connected to you, and so are those luscious legs of yours. There will be affects in other areas when you make changes. Prolly why certain people are classified as “being addicted” when it comes to getting tattoos or piercings. There’s a symmetry to the body, which means there is a symmetry to the self, and everything else.

Matthew 6 - Verse 3 is of particular note.

There’s a scalar kind of vibe to that thinking with respect to balance. Now, all we need is time. If you work on your belly, then your legs, neck and shoulders are gonna know about it. If you work on your legs, your back is gonna know about it. Prolly why meditation, Yoga and Tai Chi are so popular in certain parts of the world, and why these things are so attractive to other parts of the world that don’t have these things.

Q: Do you REALLY need to do Tai Chi for 3 hours each day in order to be able to sit at a desk and type for 8 hours each day?

A: Only you can answer this.

^ZZ TOP – Got Me Under Pressure^

Even if you find an answer for yourself, I’m still not sure what in the flying fuck that has to do with me. Your answer for you is not applicable to me, unless it is. I wonder if I have any say in this process?

Maise

Maize

A Maze

ZING!!!

Kinda...corny...eh?

Maybe it was corn, and not apples.

Yeah…that fruit…or whatever.

Yeah that one.

Dunno why anyone ever thought it was apples.

If I had to pick, I’d personally pick mushrooms.

^Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah) – 1984^

If you are looking for answers from me…let’s start off on the correct foot.

A1: Fuck You.

^FREE RIDE – Edgar Winter Group^

cYa | cFa

^Focus – Hocus Pocus^

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*Interesting…*

*Wise words…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Saturday Musings…On Sunday!

I haven’t done didn’t do much today yesterday, Dear Reader. Dug a rabbit hole on Mars in the ‘so below’ of Red Frank’s latest over at MEROVEE…

*That thread got long and pointlessly pointy, Clicky… Fun afternoon though…*

*Heh… ‘cos play’s the thing, Clicky…*

… Listened to some TED Talks…

*I guess it does look a bit bearish, Clicky…*

…And a new missive from Cade has just arrived, so I’m off to read and format that… I may be sum time…

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I have decided to write a bit this morning….I hope you don’t mind.

I have decided to be extra-mindful of my writing/textual expressiveness…I hope you don’t mind.

I hope you don't mind...I hope you don't mind.

^Lead Into Gold – A Giant On Earth^

HOLY SHIT!!! A QUESTION VIA “THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE”!!!

TWO…EVEN!!!

Q1: Cade, do you mind?

A1: …not really.

Q2: Cade, what set you off to writing this morning?

A2: One word…but I’m not gonna tell you what that word is just yet.

Welp…reading…I guess is what really “set me off”…if you wanna get technical. But since we, as humans, tend to have this capacity and/or need for redux, is it really any wonder that one single word, nested within several thousand words can set us off? Rev our motors? Send us packing? Dizzy our head(s)?

Don’t think so?

Let’s experiment…gender-neutral.

I guess that could be considered dirty pool since:

A) it’s two words denoting a single concept, and

B) it’s very current, new-ish, news-ish, popular, trendy.

So let’s change it up a bit…lartuen-redneg.

How’s that? Better?

^Ministry – Stigmata (Psychopomps Remix)^

**NO…. FUCKING…. WAY!!!**

Yet another question via The Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what exactly is…The Whatever However Hotline?

A: Welp…let’s be straightforward here…TWHH is communications via alternate means. Think of it like a Déjà Vu that is packaged differently, and this differently packaged package has different atomic spin. It travels along the same pathway(s) as a deja-vu, but has it’s own ringtone…if you will. Let’s call it…A Déjà-Boo…or Déjà Bʊ, for continuity.

^Simian Mobile Disco – I Believe (SMD Space Dub) HQ^

So … this one word … that grabbed me … shook me … made my head spin … made my eyes roll … made my fingers start dancing around on this keyboard in some white-boy boogie type of crazy-legged dance?

Ready?

Here it is->Progressives.

That should narrow its source down…

…considering that I don’t read very many websites/blogs, and that short list of mine has gotten even shorter as of late. If you wanna track down the source, knock yerself out. I’m gonna Google, Bing, Yahoo and Dogpile real quick while you do whatever it is that you personally decide to do…

^Metronomy- “Love Letters” Soulwax Remix [MUSIC VIDEO]^

Progressive (Google Search)

Progressive (Bing Search)

Progressive (Yahoo Search)

I’m gonna stop right there…because Yahoo gave me some results that aren’t some goddamn insurance agency own website(s) and every fucking social media portal that they have invaded.

Progressivism

The above got me to where I really wanted to go…

Category: Political Ideologies

I mean…no…I really didn’t want to go there on this fine Saturday morning…but yeah…I really wanted to go there on this fine Saturday morning.

Speaking of which…it’s currently 08:56AM…and there are several helicopters flying low overhead for some reason. Good thing I didn’t want to sleep-in this morning, eh? Lemme go outside and see whazzup…

Went outside…siren going off in the direction towards the end of my street…I can only assume that another high-speed cop chase ended at the end of the street on which I currently reside. What a world.

😐

^P.diddy ft christina – Tell me (switch remix)^

For the sake of liberty and freedom, I used my freedom and took the liberty of taking the sub-categories and reclassifying them into one big supergroup of subgroups of “political ideologies”…since “political ideologies” is too … restrictive … too limiting … too…erm…political.

I spent almost two minutes of my time taking that screenshot and editing it in MS Paint, and it prolly took like another 30 seconds or so to host it on my own blog. God only knows how long it has taken me to think and write about it here…we could be close to double-digits in minutes-spent.

Oh the humanity.

I’d like to think that it took only a second or two for me to arrive at the conclusion that all political groups are idiots. But I’m gonna be 50 years old in a little over 3 months. So I guess it would be kinda foolish for me to try and explain every single life experience over that amount of time that has made me a hater of almost any and all politically motivated groups of any and all kinds/unkinds.

Once the individual abandons their individuality for the sake of a herd, that individual ceases to exist within the context and confines of that heard. Prolly why concepts like Solidarność are so fleeting. They are energy and energies manifested in a tide that is pitted against a wall or some other fixed barrier. If you aren’t prepared to bail on this movement every step of the way…this movement will fail.

I mean…it’s gonna fail at some point, whether that be pre or post any success and/or successes. But that’s kinda why I feel that Big Ben in London should be disassembled and reassembled instead of propped up. I prolly feel differently about The Leaning Tower of Pisa, but that’s a different animal entirely…ain’t it?

^Simian Mobile Disco – 10000 Horses Can’t Be Wrong^

All it takes...is a lot of static...and a little motion...and everything changes.

^Chopin – Funeral March (Scrolling)^

After all this time, I finally broke down and looked up one of the creators of some of the images I use…Bees And Bombs.

New Post B – Parts 1 Thru Whatever – Phase Uno Or So https://t.co/YGpeUNebfJ pic.twitter.com/041ZVUUb1j

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) August 5, 2017

It seems that he is a PhD of some kind, so I now hate his guts and will no longer use his images in any of my posts and/or writings of ANY kind. All this time, and I had no idea that this elitist fuck was…was…was…AN ELITIST FUCK!!!

FUCK!!!

FUCK

FUCK!!!

I’ve been bamboozleswaggled by the system and it’s systems via one of it’s initiates.

I digress.

/me mumbles something about sex and/or lack-thereof.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwbVhf9X6wY

^Melanie Martinez – Mad Hatter^

Does it piss you off?

Yeah…that grouping that I did above…does it piss you off?

Think I am somehow including myself out, or on the outside looking in?

Welp…you would be quasi-correct. The only problem is, that these groups include me in to include me out…so…yeah…I find myself wherever it is that I find myself. And being that I am, who I am, and I am where I am, the only reason that someone would suddenly want to include me…welp…I would have to seriously question their motives in doing so. I’m not some bottle of wine. Maybe a bottle of whine, but I digress.

Yeah…I cannot see any group including me even tho there are many that I personally identify with. But what really gives me the shakes? What causes me dismay and makes me nervous? Finding myself within a separatist group that I identify with wholly. Contextually, that nesting has to go way up, way down, and hit all points inbetween.

But I’ve never felt comfortable in my own skin…so…whatever. I just don’t consider these facts as ringing endorsements for human groups and grouping. Prolly why “The Tower of Babel” makes so much sense from a practicality standpoint. I mean yeah…Babel makes no sense…but that’s kinda the point. Does that make sense?

^”deadmau5 – For Lack of a Better Name” Album Review^

I dunno. The “blood out” types of revolution seem to have failed so many, so miserably, I simply cannot see how this continued thinking can serve. Maybe self-serve, but that’s the problem with spilling blood, eh?

Not that I think some “blood in” revolution is going to fix anything either. Certainly not some organized one. It negates the very individual and individuals it is meant to serve. I personally believe that there is a God…gods…even. But I ain’t in any hurry to meet any of these motherfuckers. There HAS to be a better way. I think I’ve found that way…but I ain’t saying what it is.

^Deadmau5 – Lack of a Better Name (1080p) || HD^

I’m hungry. Anyone else hungry? Whatshername has a wedding today, so she’s gone all day. Her and her cousin have been planning/working on this wedding for several months I guess, and they’ve been doing something all week long…the wedding is today. I have no idea when, I just know that I was not invited…so…meh…no free food and/or free booze.

😦

Her cousin has 10 kids, and I think that this particular one that is getting married today is like the 4th or 5th in age. He’s a cool kid tho, kinda weird amongst the weirdos, cause all of them are weird, but yeah…this one is kinda extra-weird.

That kinda gets me to thinking about marriage tho. I personally have no regrets. None that I can cast off the entirety of the concept of marriage itself, and certainly not even my own marriage which ended in divorce. Weird how that works, eh? I wish them well.

/shrug

^Goldfrapp – Little Bird [Animal Collective Remix]^

G: Bamboozleswaggled, eh?

Cade: lolz…yeah. You like that one?

G: Not really. Upon hearing that word…I was forced to drop by and make sure there was no bamboozleswagglin’ actually goin’ on down here.

Cade: And?

G: OH! SO! There is no bamboozleswagglin’ goin’ on down here?

Cade: Oh shit.

Z: Oh shit is right.

A: Agree.

X: Yer mine now tough guy.

Cade: Wait wait wait…wait a moment here. You had me from the onset as the protagonist and/or instagator…so…what’s this all about?

X: Woah thar Mistar Big-Britches…let’s not get the cart before the trailer-hitch.

Cade: Isn’t that where the horse goes?

X: What if there is more than one horse?

Cade: Isn’t that where the horses go?

T: An English lesson…go got served one.

Cade: Fat lotta good that will do.

X: Turn that Chopin Funeral March tune off…we need a different one for below.

Cade: K.

X: …

^Ravel – Bolero (Scrolling Score)^

Let’s see what Google News has to say about things.

U.S. military searches for three Marines in sea after aircraft crashes off Australia

Q: How many US Marines need to die in this piece of shit before it gets the deep 6?

A: Lotta 6's to consider there.

Jeff Sessions’ Attack on the Media Is Worse Than You Think

“The Media?” The media. THE MEDIA?!?!?!?

Q: What in the FUCK does “The Media” have to do with “The Press” within the United States of America?

A: ¿¿¿???¿¿¿

I guess we’ll just…make it up as we go, eh?

United States Attorney General

The Press

Media (Redirected from The media)

Mainstream Media

Alternative Media

Alternative Press

Mainstream Media (Media Group)

Appointment

Personal Organizer (Redirected from Day planner)

Professional Organizing

OK…well…that’s all of the fucking news that I can stand for a single day.

Ok…well…maybe one more.

Trump achieves what few presidents have: Strong economy, low approval ratings

Trump. Trump did this. Trump did this? Is it any wonder that virtually anyone and everyone is looked upon as some kind of dictator and/or tyrant when written about within “The Media”?

Caesarion

Koyaanisqatsi

There are no “new levels”…just…levels and leveling.

You’re unique tho…so…don’t let the lack of new infrastructure bother you too much.

😉

^koyaanisqatsi – Vessels^

I wonder sometimes what goes through RooBeeDoo/Roob’s mind when I send her these things. What she thinks about when she edits them. Why she chooses what she chooses with respect to any formatting. Why she adds whatever she adds in her “top and tail” portions of these things. But in truth, I don’t think about it much…or at least, I try not to. I also don’t want to know. We are two people separated by miles and miles, oceans of both land and sea, a shitload of borders and bridges, and a timezone or six also divides us.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2p-snWM2sk

^Koyaanisqatsi (RORSCHACH VERSION)^

Housing Inequality

So…if government/a government owns everything, and private business/businesses own everything else…what does that leave?

Not much.

You can’t even go into a National Park or State Park and setup a tent and camp anymore. You gotta do this in certain areas, and that in other areas, and the other stuff in approved areas on approved days and dates…I don’t think I like that very much. I would imagine that any state-owned properties not only belongs to the citizenry, but that the citizenry can go there any time they damn well please.

When you speed up the life process, you speed up the death process AND slow it down…and when you slow down the life process, you slow down the death process AND speed it up. That’ll bring us to conception. Yeah…life is…erm…you know what…fuck this….no way in hell I’m gonna tangle with this.

^RATATAT – MIRANDO^

Inequality

I’m thinking that New Orleans might be a good choice. That’s where I’m currently leaning anyway. Maybe I could get me a job on a barge or a ferry or a fishing boat of some kind. I wonder if I started in/around New Orleans, then worked my way east, if I would make it all the way to Florida before finding a job. I mean, assuming there is a job to be found.

I was just contemplating how much shoreline I would have to cover before someone might hire me, and if not, what in the fuck I would do once getting to Florida? Welp…if I continued around the horn of Florida, I’d eventually wind up headed back towards the Carolinas. That would put me on a path to New York City, which is where I always wanted to go anyway.

😐

^Tears For Fears – My Girls (Animal Collective Cover)^

Social Stratification

I guess I've shot my wad...run out of gas...no wind in my sails...kaput.

^a very gentle squid^

Psychoactive Drug

I wander…

I wonder…

I wa wa wo wo WOAH!!!

Prince’s music is back on YouTube? WTF?!?!?!?!?

Someone musta worked through all the bullshit or whatever.

I have no clue.

Not like ChiPs and Fantasy Island and Love Boat were ever taken off the air, so we have no frame of reference.

I guess shit comes and goes or something.

^Prince – When Doves Cry (Official Music Video)^

Crowdsourcing

Let's do two for the fuck of it.

^Prince – Let’s Go Crazy (Official Music Video)^


Meh.

cYa | cFa

^Violent Femmes – Gone Daddy Gone.mpg^

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*/rubs eyes… Morning, Clicky… /blinks… Oh fuck, sunday! What happened to the rest of yesterday? …/looks up… Work tomorrow… /yawns… Song? …/rolls over…*

Missive From ‘Merica: By Any Other Name…

Yesterday…

Early hours of Monday Gang DM catch up

*That was very early hours of the day before, Clicky… But yeah!*

In the early hours of Monday morning, after spending Sunday evening watching ‘The Mummy’ (spoilers – Set Theories), and ‘Deadpool’ again because… Well, Thoughtful Man and I just love that film…

instructable-for-a-3d-printed-deadpool-bubble-breezer-that-will-blow-you-away-6

… I checked into Twitter DMs to find Leggy and Cade had shared some links with Poppy Sweet Pea and me…

help yourselves, red makes you high and blue makes you horny. tom and derek are in the hot tub out back… pic.twitter.com/iWzM3H2sVO

— forest fr1ends (@forest_fr1ends) July 30, 2017

*Ah, Matrix Vs Memento, Clicky… Best save that for another post…*

Nothing To See Here https://t.co/XZ1dohe8kv pic.twitter.com/GPUGwSUpSF

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) July 30, 2017

*/chortles…*

https://t.co/obJunBwDm8 https://t.co/SXx2Fccf5c

— RooBeeDoo (@RooBeeDoo1) August 2, 2017

*I have GOT to get me a copy of that article about Richard Feynman to read…*

*/rolls eyes…*

Then much later, Cade made some observations about my LoL post…

Cade mentions Hex Game and Nash to Roob

*Hex… That’s red Vs blue again, Clicky…*

And then this morning, I read a news story about a flower… the oldest flower…

Get On With It

*Okay, okay! Sheesh, Clicky… I’m getting there…*

Catch your breath, Dear Reader, as a roller coaster of a missive from Cade now follows…

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I'm gonna stumble here

^chicken dance song^

Someone punched me right in the fucking face this morning

^Black Line – SNAP (Official Video)^

Pellagra

Nicotinamide

Leaf Vegetable (Redirected from Green vegetables)

Pregnancy

Morgellons

Spina Bifida

Spontaneous Cerebrospinal Fluid Leak

Occipital Bone

Inhibitory Postsynaptic Potential

Inhibitor of Apoptosis

Bcl-2

Follicular Lymphoma

Inhibitor Cystine Knot

Cystine Knot

Cyclotide

Inhibitor

Freida J. Riley

Morgantown, West Virginia

René-Robert Cavelier, Sieur de La Salle

Indianola, Texas

New Orleans

Movement

Toltec

Toltec Empire

Toltecayotl

Tolterodine

B3 Domain

Vascular Plant

Green Bean

Agave Americana

Agave

So…what’s all this about, you might ask. Welp…it’s about systems that exist outside systems that classify both. I got to watching a documentary about Mound Builders within The United States/North America, and just how desperately some interests in the 19th Century strove to connect those Mound Builders to the Toltecs and Aztecs.

Q: Why would a connection to present residents be avoided, in favor of a connection to extinct societies?

A: Safety in numbers? Even when those numbers are...zero?

That’s just a guess.

^Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius – The Chicken Dance^

Oh…and also, Roob pointed out that Rose was on a rampage over @ CFrank Davis’ blog.

Roob draws Cade's Attention to Rose's Roll

So, I being me, went and read what Rose had written about on this textual rampage of hers. I was particularly interested to see if it connected in any way, shape or form to the bullshit I’ve been pondering over the last few days…it didn’t.

BINGO!!!

DIRECT HIT!!!

OR MISS!!!

OR WHATEVER!!!

Connection via disconnect…

or something

Weird how that works, eh? But yeah, Pellagra got me to thinking about corn and corn meal that is used in dog food. That NOW has me thinking about fish food/fish meal like the shit they are feeding Bluefin Tuna in the tuna farms in The Mediterranean. THAT got me to thinking about travel and spin, which got me to thinking about farms and farming, and especially as that relates to modern/industrialized farming.

Q: What is the difference between modern farming in 6,000 BC and modern farming in 2017CE?

A: Is the answer...nothing?

We have more connections to dirt(s) and soil(s) than we prolly give credit for. Prolly why some pregnant women would crave dirt when pregnant. My granny used to specify “cellar dirt”…it had to be cellar dirt.

^Shemian – Happy Swingin` (Free Download)^

Sanxingdui

Hanging Coffins

Bo People (China)

Exonym and Endonym

Loloish Languages

Lachi People

Lachi Language

Tai–Kadai Languages

Kolol, Dashti (Redirected from Kolal-e Bala)

Ola

Casa Linda Estates, Dallas (Redirected from Ola, Texas)

White Rock Lake

White Rock Creek

White Rock

Chronic…alcoholism. Sounds redundant.

^Jacknife Lee – Making Me Money (switch remix)^

giphy

Sustainable and NetZero living.

Sounds unsustainable

Zero-Energy Building (Redirected from Net-zero building)

Yeah…I can nitpick this shit to death. But the concept of someone building something for someone from nothing, that costs nothing and does nothing is kinda right up my alley (no pun intended-ish).

I gotta give some props tho. At least people are trying. Not that I see any issues with Marxist types of thinking as it relates to polar opposites or anything. I mean, do you really understand your own line of thinking via both sides of polar thinking? Because if you do, you are prolly something else entirely, and not one or the other.

These concepts that we base our lives on were so fucking fleeting, that they pretty much only existed in theory at the point of their creation, and that’s the best that they could or will ever be. There’s a freedom in that thought tho. A freedom to grow and change. Maybe that’s why the gods were always a little more patient than we give them credit for in the mythology that surrounds them.

That mythology is a redux…right? Lots of things omitted for time and space constraints?

 There's a poetry to that thought

^Earthship Underground House Tour- Sustainable and Net Zero Living…^

I guess I don’t see how legislation can ever get better if it omits the very people that it is intended to serve. That puts a hell of a strain on the executive and judicial branches irrespective of the type or types of government that utilize these streams.

There’s been some mentions of The Roman Empire here and there, and how this empire never really crumbled or went away. But the Roman Empire was built on something. The nations and empires that Rome conquered were built on something. I get the feeling that rigid and rigidity were not concepts used no matter how long its constituents touted that these empires would last. To me, that’s signal number one as to the battle between rigid rigidity, and fluid rigidity, especially as rigidity pertains to fluidity.

What do I mean by that?

Welp…ever been hit by a wall of water? No?

Ever belly-flopped into a swimming pool or some other body of water? No?

Ever bumped into someone else? Maybe?

It’s still a body of water. So…in my thinking anyway…Non-Newtonian Fluid(s) takes on a whole new meaning there. Especially as that relates to “the body” along some more mystical lines. Fountain of Youth, water of life, etc.. Lotta energy and energies at work there holding a lot of shit together and keeping other things apart in doing so. I think even that Yahweh-Yoyo mentioned something about dividing the this from the that…but I can’t remember where I read that.

 😉

^deadmau5 – Rio (2017 Edit) [Unreleased]^

orb-output

I got to talking to Roob a bit about my immediate thoughts on this Pellagra comment of Rose’s at Frank’s blog, and especially my thoughts as Pellagra relates to Morgellons.

Cade: Yeah. Pellagra. Sounds way familiar. Poor man’s Leprosy.

RooBeeDoo: But curable 😉

Thinking about her statement now, I must wonder…

"yeah...but how many times and/or how often is it curable?"

What really buzzed my head was this thought about Polio and it’s cure. Smallpox and it’s cure. The common-cold and it’s remedies. Shit like that. How long is something considered cured until it is so irrelevant that it is forgotten about completely?

Anthrax is prolly gonna be our best friend along these lines of thinking since Anthrax can sit in the soil for God only knows how long. And yes, I am thinking more along the lines of “untreated soil” here, meaning that nothing is done to soil to attempt to rid that soil of Anthrax and/or the conditions that favor or produce it. Completely eradicate Anthrax on Earth/Terra, and suddenly certain sectors of your bio-weapons divisions are unemployed and the revenue streams they produced are gone. So the question gets kinda simple here for a second, and it pretty much goes straight to but one point…

Q: God…what in the fuck do you want with me?

A: ???

I ain’t even gonna attempt an answer there, and feel like an idiot for even thinking about that question.

^Eisenfunk – Pong^

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The concept of forgetting has been on my mind, but I keep forgetting to bring it up. Especially as this relates to intelligence, and more specifically, Artificial Intelligence. But just this week, there was some news story about some group having to shut down the AI section of it’s whatever for whatever reason(s).

"Hey kid!!! I don't likes the ways you is behavin'!!! You gets a time-out!!!"

Can you imagine how painful wrestling with the construct of forgetting would be? And yeah, I’m talking more from The Creator standpoint along the lines of “The Original Article” and the original concept itself. Prolly why I was so hateful in chastising a programmer who would not condescend to counting to ten for the first time for and/or with any of these “A.I.” creations of theirs. If you don’t love, what in the FUCK are you doing this for?

Anyway, Vertigo and Alzheimer’s are on the agenda, and there are going to be some tie-ins to regret going on there. Even a power plant has breakers and/or circuits that are designed to fail in the event of an overload. I wonder if part of the fault lay in the ability for these circuits to be replaced and breakers reset?

Meh…anyway…yeah…I can imagine that imagining what it is to forget would be a damn rough concept to tangle with from a creative construct standpoint. I can see quite the tango going on there with sanity/insanity/salvation and regret/compunction/empathy. Include some time in there and those constructs don’t seem quite so scary…and at the same time…yeah…much scarier.

^Boy 8 Bit – Fogbank (Jack Beats Remix)^

Oh well…opportunity missed.

Live and learn I guess.

Better luck next time.

Whatever.

^Lady Sovereign – Jigsaw [Remix] Jack Beats^

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Someone made reference to a mention that someone had talked about a certain part of a concept that was mentioned recently somewhere else, they then passed the whatever along to me.

Merovee->The Turing Test->RooBeeDoo->Alice and Bob->Me

Q: Why not Malice and Boo?

A:?¿?

There’s prolly gonna be certain standards that are setup as bait. Disbelievers who don’t necessarily want to believe…they want to see. So yeah…bait. I’m thinking along the lines of “sacred symbols” and “ancient hidden whatever” and shit like that, but it’s also not quite that simple.

I mean yeah, it’s JUST that simple, but there’s more to it as well. Many shapes and forms that are being duplicated/copied or whatever, for whatever reason(s), some under the guise and guises of knowing, and some not so much. What am I rambling about? OK…think of it like this…

2000px-dallas_cowboys-svg

Now…if you wanna use a star shape on some new company and/or product of yours, I would recommend that using the above, even as a model, is prolly not in your best interests. Anything remotely close to that is prolly going to get a legal challenge at some point or points…(ba da ching)…and this legal challenge will come when it is most advantageous and financially viable, for them, to pursue this legal action.

O/T: Anyone else notice that there are three stars there and not one? Which makes four stars really and not three nor one...but...yeah or whatever.

^Rone – Bye Bye Macadam (Official Video)^

Prolly gonna be some bits on founding and foundations here, especially as that relates to the inability of an individual to create their own foundation for their own house/home because of the foundation(s) of another or others.

To relate…if “so-and-so” is “Mr./Mrs. Whoever” in documentation(s) and/or any sort of official communication(s)…but is known around the office as “Douchebag McFuckface”…there’s a problem there. Unless of course your own organization allows and promotes employees to makeup monikers for each other…calling your President/CEO “Cocksucker McFaggyqueer” to their face….for example. But even that doesn’t make it OK…does it? Well…ya gotta get kinda international with your interpretation of slang there. I mean, thinking about it now…”Cocksucker McFaggyqueer” in The UK kinda translates to “GF w/Perks McCigaretteWeirdo”…or thereabouts.

/shrug

^”DIAMONDS” by XORDOX^

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Back on the AI business, there are going to be conservative types (even if those conservatives are liberals in certain aspects) that are going to agree with my child-like approach to creation(s)/creating(s) of this type, and are going to make parent/child connections with respect to the care-levels. But I would caution there. If you start getting all hateful and snotty under the premise of what good parenting is, I’m just gonna reference some trends and trending that you prolly aren’t going to like.

This ain’t about stats…it’s about relationships and relating, and not just/only with relatives. It’s about being nice and being thoughtful. Not all the time…but yeah…all the time. But that’s your choice, not mine. I only work here.

^To Scale: The Solar System^

X: Can you really not remember where you read about this “Yahweh-YoYo”?

Cade: Nope.

X: …

Cade: Cahokia

X: What exactly does that have to do with anything?

Cade: I dunno what it has to do with anything. But I have some ideas as to what it has to do with everything.

X: Sacred Geometry, eh?

Cade: I guess so. Just makes these “extinction level events” that are so goddamn popular within the scientific vernacular make more sense.

Z: You sure about that?

Cade: Well…yeah…to be honest…it does.

X: How exactly?

Cade: Time.

X: …

^MISSIO – Middle Fingers^

giphy1

Coupla documentaries here that are pretty damn interesting. The documentary on Jules Verne was more like a 1+ hour commercial for Freemasons and their ideology than it was a documentary about Jules Verne, but it was still interesting. I think I’ve tried to watch the one on Celtic Crosses quite a few times now, but have yet to get through it. I’m currently 36 minutes in, and it’s 2 hours long…

kinda like my penis

^Extraordinary Voyages of Jules Verne: An Odyssey from the Sea to the Air, From the Earth to the Moon^

^The Cross of Thoth – Conspiracy Behind the Cross – Revelation about Forbidden Knowledge – WATCH NOW!^

BOO: When am I going to die?

CADE: Tomorrow.

BOO: Really?

CADE: Yes.

BOO: OK…well…if I’m not dead tomorrow, I’m gonna find you, and we’re gonna have some words.

CADE: Fair enough, but that won’t change my answer.

^Billy Preston – Will It Go Round in Circles^

giphy2

Just thinking about the concept of creating competence via incompetence. All that flip-flopping circular logic isn’t nearly as appealing when specificity starts getting specific. Especially as these specificities relate personally, and especially especially as the specificities relate personally via our actions past, present and future.

As a creator, going to be lots of hypocritical types of thinking there as it relates to self-evaluation. When you start thinking about associations and associating…things are going to get all kinds of wack. Especially as you create edifices that are specifically designed to fail, and going to be all kinds of additional thoughts to think about with respect to the hows and whys. In the financial markets, a company designed and created to fail in order to boost profits in a “competitor” which you also own…welp…it ain’t going to affect just and only that end/those ends. Gonna be a lot of ends and ending going on prior to the money shot.

^MYNC Project – Something On Your Mind (Switch Remix)^

So yeah…you create a computer/computer system specifically designed to tell you where the remaining Wonka Golden Ticket is located, then you get pissed off when this system refuses to deliver. I’d say that a rampage is in order.

Have fun

^Simian Mobile Disco – Sleep Deprivation^

If you aren’t giving consideration to existing systems, you’re doing it wrong. Associated systems are just that…even if you specifically disassociate you and your efforts from certain systems. Now you’ve compounded your problem by including it for exclusion. So yeah…loops and loopholes.

It’s like crushing a flower just because you can. Knowing that you can crush this flower, all you have to do is decide what you are going to do and how. That leaves only actually doing it. Been thinking about this a lot lately with respect to Jesus’s/Yeshua’s assertion that if you commit murder in your heart, you’ve committed murder. I understand the concept, but I think there is more about leaving judgement in the hands of the judge in that case, as it relates to the individual. “Murder” is a pretty broad topic considering how narrow the concept itself is.

But who in the fuck wants to sit around and ponder the concept of murder all the time? Ain’t choo got nothing better to do?

Q: Now what?

A: Oh yeah...we had us a flower to crush. Or were we still deciding on whether or not to crush it?

^Dr. John – Right Place Wrong Time^

If the attitudes, modes and methods for “dealing with mental health issues” do not themselves change quickly and radically…welp…there’s a fuckton of irony going on there ain’t there? Same can be said for injury and illness. Lotta wildly varying opinions about time and times all of a sudden like, eh?

Yeah...some funky shit

^Emmanuel Jal – Warchild^

cYa | cFa

^LORN – ANVIL [Official Music Video]^

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The first seed plant—the group that includes flowering plants and cone-bearing ones—likely emerged about 320 million years ago, when there were diverse animals on land and at sea, but not yet dinosaurs, mammals or birds.

The oldest-known fossils of flowering plants date from about 140 million years ago—during the age of the dinosaurs which went extinct some 66 million years ago.

Since then, the first flower has evolved into at least 300,0000 species that include almost all plant types used by people for food, medicine and other purposes, said the research team.

Flowering plants represent about 90 percent of all plants on Earth.

I dunno about you, Dear Reader, but after that I’m feeling kinda zen…

Feynman 137 Flower

Have a Song ❤

Missive From ‘Merica: Sunday Swagger

The Okie Devil has sent through a new missive for us, Dear Reader. He started it on Monday but only finished it yesterday, and now hear today…

Enjoy! 😀

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Sup y0?!?!?!?

Today is Saturday.
Yesterday was Friday. Tomorrow is Sunday.

I started writing this last Monday.
Last Monday was July 17th.

Today is July 22nd.

The year…is 2017CE

CE stands for “Constipated Enema.”

Not really.

^Kelly’s Heroes – Theme Song HD (Burning Bridges)^

This video below? Yeah, this is what happens when you start explaining. It gets worse when you start explaining yourself. Before you know it, your are explaining your explanation(s) to those who requested the explanation in the first place.

Man…talk about the blind leading the blind.

Which reminds me…when are we sighted gonna stop being such insensitive pricks to blind people?

Prolly never.

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^Mavic Pro flying near Airplanes | Most Illegal Drone Video on Youtube?^

Speaking of airplanes, have you ever been flying along in an airplane, and suddenly wondered…

“Gee. I wonder what would happen if a nuke went off right below our airplane?”

Welp…wonder no more.

^Atomic Effects on Drone Aircraft in Flight^

Yeah…there’s a great deal of comfort in knowing that others have stumbled and bumbled though their lives so that I don’t have to stumble though mine. And the people that have REALLY screwed up in a public way according to public opinion… Yeah, they take a lot of heat so that the smaller screwups don’t have to.

EX: Hitler invading Russia, Stalin signing the Non-Aggression Pact, Brittany Spears shaving her head…things like that.

SAY!!! That reminds me. Wanna see just how easy the concept of “dividing by zero” really is?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TaqqN0-fxJg

^Deadly Disaster at Work !!! Epic Fail Compilation Part 10^

Yeah…dividing by zero is not really much of a challenge at all.

Take something…remove everything…FIN!!!

But adding 1?

Yeah…now there’s a challenge.

Take something…add everything else…woah nelly.

^The Bangles – Hazy Shade of Winter^

Jeremy Corbyn is a plonker, and I can prove it.

Proof Set A of AB

Proof Set B of AB

I think that pretty much says it all.

^Autograph – Turn up the Radio^

X: You’re gonna try and make this one “fun” are you?

Cade: I try to make all of these whatevers fun.

X: What is the significance of “The Number 67”?

T: Inside dummy. Inside.

Cade: I’ll work on it.

T: How bout you Google it asshat.

Cade: lolz…k.

Cade: Purdue is a well known University.

Z: And that helps you…how…exactly?

Cade: Noted.

Z: WHAT?!?!?

Cade: I’ve had a nagging thought about the pertinence of the concept of University as it relates to worth and value, especially seeing the trouble and troubles of cost and costs.

Z: Oh. Why didn’t you shorten that previous sentence?

Cade: I dunno.

X: Where were we going with this?

Cade: Like I know?

X: Good point.

0: I would like to…

Cade: OH!!! LOOK WHO IT IS!!!

0: Meaning?

Cade: You’ve been awful quiet lately. I’ve not been sure how to interpret that.

0: I’m always there when it matters.

Cade: True enough, fair enough, and other…stuff like that…or something.

0: I was not there when you learned how to write.

Cade: Saucy as ever I see. 🙂

0: 😉

X: So yeah…the number 67…or in this particular case…67′.

Cade: 1967…the year I was born.

B: Been watching a lot of war documentaries this week?

Cade: Hey…I went the entire week without dipping snuff.

X: Your “smoking friends” are gonna dump you like a bad habit if you quit completely.

Cade: That would be ironic.

B: Doesn’t say much about the person and or persons…does it?

Cade: We aren’t what we do, we are who we are…but that’s just my thinking.

B: Leaves a whole lot out doesn’t it?

Cade: Yeah. A path amongst pathways.

0: Why would someone travel a path of convenience amongst a pathway of pathways?

Cade: Path of least resistance?

Z: But you don’t buy that.

A: If I may…you are STILL harping in that head of yours about profiles and profiling.

Cade: I feel an odd safety in your making that particular observation.

A: And why would that be?

Cade: Probably the assumption that a pathway is set…once set, and once set…always set.

A: You don’t feel that accommodations for the freedom of chance could be made in advance?

Cade: Sure it can. Break time, lunch time, arrive time, leave time, leisure time, sleep time, freaky sex time, ad-infinitum.

A: But “the important stuff” will always happen as planned?

Cade: “As planned” seems like a stretch.

A: But…

Cade: BUT!!! Military planners will tell you that 10% effectiveness of a battle plan is usually 100% successful.

A: And what is the goal?

Cade: 12%.

X: 2% can make the difference?

Cade: Was Caen eventually taken?

X: Monty had a tough nut to crack.

Cade: I doubt even Patton would have said differently.

X: But you don’t know.

Cade: I can only guess. Caen was on the eastern side of the line.

Z: But east was the objective…was it not?

Cade: From British and American perspectives…yes.

A: So it’s not a matter of “where were they”…as much as it was a matter of “when were they”…is that a fair assumption?

Cade: Yes. But even those two merge at times.

X: So…the goal is eventually achieved, irrespective of when.

Cade: To say that the lessons of warfare are not great teachers is foolish.

X: And yet…

B: You still refuse to read “The Art of War” by Sun Tzu.

Cade: Yes.

Z: You might be missing some gems.

Cade: So…this is a case of “would you rather be the recipient of the first bullet fired in a war, or be the recipient of the last bullet fired in a war?”

X: We’ll go with that because it illustrates a good point.

Cade: Diplomacy makes too many assumptions via self.

T: WOAH!!! WHAT?!?!?!?

Cade: Just because you personally would accept a deal that you have crafted, does not make it in any way, shape or form appealing to whoever you are “offering” it to.

X: You are thinking about that TV series Taboo with Tom Hardy.

Cade: Same shit. “This should really interest so-and-so” types of thinking. It makes entirely too many assumptions about an unknown via an unknown.

Z: And people get…twisty?

Cade: That’s an assumption based on a known.

X: BOOYAH!!!

Cade: …

X: Hmmmm….

Cade: Sorry…I don’t see it, and even if I do, it’s going to be fleeting.

G: Are you sure about that?

Cade: No.

G: Good answer.

Cade: …

^REZZ x knodis – Premonition^

“On a long enough timeline the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.”

Movie = Fight Club

There is a lot of room for misinterpretation in that sentence. No matter how poignant or pertinent an observation is, now, you have to apply it. Something that I see that gets missed right off the bat? Everything before. As in, now, and everything that led to now, and certainly the now that allowed you to meander across this astute observation.

EX: There is nothing wise about love.

And so, a decision was made at some point, to choose love over whatever other options may have been available at the time. So yeah…the bit above about “proving Jeremy Corbyn is a plonker”, all it takes is time. If you look for something, you will find it.

Q: What did you find within yourself?

A: ?¿?

Q: When?

A: ¿?¿

Yeah…that’s the thing with audit-trails and accounting – it’s about what you miss. Even when if you try and make it about what you don’t miss…it’s still all about what you miss.

/me shrugs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-suRhwqCGc

^Rezz – Lucifer [NEST054]^

You have a map that leads to El Dorado. Now…all you have to do…is walk that path.

No room for choice and choices there, eh?

Yer prolly gonna have to stop and piss at some point. You may even need to eat along the way. Which means you are gonna have to crap at some point.

Anyone bring any toilet paper?

Have you contemplated how in the flying FUCK you intend on hauling tons of one of the heaviest elements known out of that jungle you barely survived walking though, carrying nothing but your own fat ass? Yeah, considerations to be considered there.

Take for example the following video about the search for a sunken WWII Japanese submarine called I-52. Sub I-52 was sunk in The Atlantic Ocean. It was carrying 500 tons of cargo from Japan to Germany. Two tons of which…was gold.

Hmmm…now why on EARTH would someone want to find a sunken Japanese submarine carrying 2 tons of gold? Granted that this search was done back in the mid-1990’s…but a quick search shows that gold is currently going for $1,255.80 per ounce as of July 22, 2017CE. Nevermind the historical significance of these particular bars themselves, which have been sitting 3 miles down on the bottom of the ocean floor since WWII.

32,000 ounces in a ton.

32,000 x 2 tons = 64,000 ounces

64,000 ounces x $1,255.80 = $80,371,000.00

Q: I wonder if there were any skeletons?

A: ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzTg-F6wX9E

^Search for the Submarine I 52 (Full Documentary) ||NatGeo||^

Succinic Acid

Amber

Citric Acid Cycle

Tree Climbing Goats

Caribbean Hermit Crab

Coconut Crab

Argan Oil

Couscous

Tabbouleh

Undergarment (Redirected from Underwear)

Underwear Fetishism

Sexual Fetishism

Paraphilia

Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders

Design Structure Matrix

Orbital Maneuver (Redirected from Deep Space Maneuver)

Delta-Sigma Modulation

MOD 70

Mod (Subculture)

Acne (Redirected from Acne vulgaris)

Brilliantine

Perfume

Fixative (Perfumery)

Swarfega

Lava (Soap)

Polydimethylsiloxane

Dimethyldichlorosilane (Redirected from Dimethylsilicon dichloride)

Organosilicon

Organometallic Chemistry

Metal Phosphine Complex

Phosphonium (Redirected from Phosphonium halide)

SO!!! Anti…Foaming…Agent…eh? Hey, no one says you have to buy the shit. You ARE the consumer afterall. Don’t buy it…simple. No, don’t lead a goddamn rebellion and/or crusade. Just…don’t participate. Problem solved. One less to worry about. The message will be received. May take some time…trickle-down being what it is…but they will get the message. You may even know some of “them” in that “they” when you get there.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrVC5dm5fFc

^Nicky Romero – Toulouse^

I have no idea why this next one caught my eye (other than the obvious) but it did catch my eye, and I watched the whole thing yesterday. It’s a beautifully shot movie. The filmmaker makes some extremely astute observations about empire during the course of the movie.

Of all goddamn things, it made me think of some of my professors in college. Yeah…empire is empire. Just because you don’t see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there. And I’m not attempting to be clever with a reference to Bigfoot there. But I am thinking about my DC Circuits professor. I am thinking about my AC Circuits professor. I am thinking about my Avionics professor. I am thinking about my English Literature professor. These people are very real. They are not some name that can be researched and located via tenure at some local shithole of a college.

I mean…yeah…you could look up that information if you wanted…but what does that tell you? That they exist? That they existed? I see my DC Circuits professor marching around the room talking enthusiastically in a very exited and vigorous fashion about the utter boredom that is Ohm’s Law and Coulomb’s Law.

Q: What do you see?

A: ¿¿¿

Better stated…

Q: Who do you see?

A: ¿¿¿

^NEW BIGFOOT DOCUMENTARY – Wildman: My Search For Sasquatch (Full Movie)^

Weirdos. Non-conformists. We just want shit to return to normal.

If shit like below, sprang and spawned from normalcy, then I would say that a return to insanity that is normalcy is akin to asking for more of the same.

Weird.

^ODDBALL THE GREATEST AMERICAN HERO^

Yeah…if normalcy spawns war and chaos…does that imply that chaos spawns normalcy?

Pretty straightforward, eh?

Welp…I guess it’s this “return” business, or the notion of “returning” in the middle of the storm. Lots can prolly be said about the search for sanity via leaps and bounds. So I guess we need to discuss levels and leveling, and especially as that relates to involvement.

Step 1: Are you involved?

That wasn’t such a long walk now was it? But the topic of levels of removal within levels of removal are going to come up…so let’s ask a different question.

Step 2: Are you involved?

OH! You think that is the same question? Welp, you forgot time again. It was asked at different times under different auspices, so how can it be the same question? Yeah, vagaries can be powerful tools when fishing for information and/or farming information. Which I guess will bring us to framing information. Formatting.

Reichstag Fire

Jabłonków Incident

So now that we are more proximate to the goings on, we can incorporate spin, spins and spinning into our thoughts. Especially taking relativity into consideration with respect to proximities. Along a long enough line, all distances are equal.

^BLACK GRAPE – KELLY’S HEROES (THE MILKY BAR KID REMIX)^

Let’s think about that last statement a shade more.

Along a long enough line, all distances are equal.

A Line.

A Segment.

A Section.

A Distance.

A Life.

Anyone else seeing the embedded “B” in those equations?

A Being.

Does that help?

A->B

Being A.

B->A

Does that help for the return trip?

Hey…all this shit is likely old hat to many. But it’s new to me, I just stumble across it. I personally balance myself out with “there is nothing new under the sun” kinds of opposing viewpoints. Helps keep me unbalanced. Yeah…my personal “balance” is “imbalance.” I excel when I am disoriented and completely out of sorts. This would be classified as my happy and/or quirky side. When I start figuring shit out in my serious mode via my more recognizable serious side? People tend not to like me very much.

Q: I wonder why that is?

A: I have some thoughts.

^Bassheads – Is There Anybody Out There?^

But what has been burning my brain this week, other than a lack of nicotine, is the thought that a rigidity becomes it’s own destructor. What do I mean by that? Saying a something.

EX: I Love You. This measure is established under the auspices of NOT saying it…as in…when someone does NOT say it. When what is said or not said becomes important? Especially as an edifice, welp…it was established under the pretenses of the chaos and destruction that is failure. So who failed who and when? So yeah…when did the concept of love leave that equation?

Sorry, but there is something eerily hollow about the pretenses that would establish such a foundation. Such as, my constantly waxing poetic about the mechanics of relationships as it pertains to ethics. I have no desire to establish anything. But that’s a trap isn’t it? That’s what I’ll be told.

So…are we spinning? Yeah, an acquired personal imbalance has better helped me to acclimate to the naturally occurring balance and imbalance that make up our Universe. The rest of the bullshit is political musings and amusements for those with nothing better to do I guess. If I was meant to find The Halls of Valhala…I’ll find them.

/me shrugs

^Robin Thicke (feat. T.I.+ Pharrel vs Rolling Stones (mashup by MadMixMustang)^

Q: Since when are you NOT part of my life?

A: Only you can answer this.

^Prince Honky Tonk Woman YouTube^

Anything else that anyone wants to talk about? HEY! Lemme message Roob real quick and see if she has anything.

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I like legs. But that is more related to my lust for females. So…let’s talk about something else.

Body Proportions

Women with the ‘perfect pair of legs’ share their secrets

So…I could try and make some female knees weak here by saying something clever like…

“I could travel the length of your legs forever, and never tire of their mysteries”

…but I’m not going to.

There is always something new to be found. And I’m not talking about cancerous tumors and/or razor bumps and/or new varicose veins and/or callouses and shit like that. But with respect to distances and distances traveled, there’s something to be said about such finds, eh?

Is it what you found?

Or that you found it?

Or both?

Or where?

As in…who else was there?

Prolly some other shit in there to consider as well. Such as in the case of a new relationship, a woman is prolly well aware of her “faults” and “shortcomings” as it relates to whatever self-stylized version of perfection they as an individual have adopted. But I just got here. Yeah…I had no idea that was there. Gotta cut me a little slack…k?

I found you interesting enough to find those interesting things that prolly you and only you know about. Which means you found me interesting enough to allow me to surf those otherwise uncharted and unknown beaches. Yeah…yer an ocean baby. And ocean and all of it’s parts. You are to me anyway.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPDSiL1nH0k

^Melleefresh & Deadmau5 – Hey Baby (Original Mix)^

COMEDY BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!

(Irony interrupts comedy break)

Tetraphenylphosphonium Chloride

Solvent (Redirected from Organic solvent)

K…now you can watch the comedy break video below.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=141S-B-nx5k

^Funny Sleeping Wake up Scary Pranks Compilation 2017 fails sleep people Try Not To Laugh Challenge^

Temperature

Cold

Heat

Temperate Climate

Moderate

Boredom

Attention

Wind

Saffron

Safflower

Don’t ask. I mean you can…but no one really ever asks me anything. So yeah, ask away.

^Yello – Limbo (Official Video)^

If ever there was a list of shit to say that will NOT get you laid…I’ve just about perfected it. Not my intent nor my intentions, but I do seek honesty. I seek to be honest. If I recoil in horror because your breath smells as if you’ve been chewing rotten fish flavored bubble gum…I’m prolly gonna mention it. Maybe we should kiss while I have a giant wad of tobacco in my mouth and the evils will offset. Or you can just take a drink of my spit cup. Gotta think of myself in the event that whatever is generating that smell is communicable/contagious.

lolz

Which reminds me…I’ve been thinking about girl spit and that ‘girl spit smell’ a lot lately. You know that lingering smell of girl saliva after a lengthy smooching session? Yeah. Not so bad. But then again girls always smell nice. Even when they are wearing perfume.

Speaking of women…this young lady came up in conversation in a round about way today.

Julia Sawalha

Musta been that comment I made earlier in the week about Saffron being the most expensive thing known to mankind.

^Peaches – Fuck the Pain Away^

I’ve run longer than expected. But then again, I wouldn’t have imagined that Roob would suggest something so pertinent to my interests. Maybe she’s just trying to get me used to the fact that I am in fact, single, and that at some point I may bump into a female who is interested in me.

That possibility still confounds me.

I was in for the long haul.

I just…had no idea that “the long haul” would end with me still breathing.

/me shrugs

^Pussy Riot – Make America Great Again^

cYa | cFa

^’I FINK U FREEKY’ by DIE ANTWOORD (Official)^

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*Really? …/stares… That’s what you got from that?*

*Okay, okay, Clicky… I’m making dinner, alright?!*

Missive From ‘Merica: One For The Road…

Oh well, it had to happen, Dear Reader… It appears this will be Cade’s last missive at the LoL for a while, as he will be shortly setting out on his walking adventure. We wish him well…

Clicky has supplied all the images, below…

*Er… he asked me first, okay? …/sniff… I told him, you’d do it…*

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OMG!!!

Roob hasn’t even posted the last whatever that I sent her, and she’s already inspired me to write another one.

🙂

😐

😦

I am not sure how I feel about this.

Meh…I’ll figure it out.

^Cocteau Twins – Pink Orange Red^

To Bypass Food Embargo, Qatar Will Pay $8 Million To Airlift 4,000 Cows

Yeah…that motherfucker right there.

That’s what I was greeted with on this fine Tuesday morning, that is a fine Tuesday afternoon for Roob.

No “hello”…no “good morning”…no “hey, I won the lottery and am sending you $10 of it”…no…she sent me that story. Seeing as how I had just woke up…wait…I wonder if I still had morning wood? Do I even have morning wood anymore?

(Mental Note to check tomorrow)

To be fair, I didn’t give her a proper/socially acceptable g’day type of greeting either…so I prolly deserved it /shrug

Roob is quite aware that I…

A) Don’t read the news, pretty much HATE reading the news,

B) HATE death stories/death announcements.

And yet…she prods my sour ass on.

Heh...hehe..."prods"...hehe..."sour"...lolz

BUT! She inspires me. As do others.

Hence…I express, now digress.

^CeCe Peniston – Finally^

What caught my eye…were the tags. No, you fucking social media nitwit…not those tags…the tags all fucking over the cows. There are tags on the tags, and marks on the tags’ tags which are themselves marked with more marks. This made me think of marks, and markings, which had the makings of all kinds of marks and marking and tattoos and piercings and fashion and shit like that. But let’s leave Jesus hanging where he is for now…k? Anyway…what really drew my eyes to this, was…

“According to Bloomberg’s calculations, it will take as many as 60 flights for Qatar Airways to deliver the 590-kilogram beasts that Moutaz Al Khayyat, chairman of Power International Holding, bought in Australia and the U.S.”

Yeah…scary shit, eh?

Welp…not for me. But that’s just me. Not that there haven’t been a lot of references here and there lately as to a single premise…control. Not marks, not marking, hell…not even marketing…but control. That means controlling via controls. So yeah…infrastructure.

Have you herd and herded heard as single goddamn thing I said?

Prolly cause I’m right in the big fucking middle…just like everyone else.

Yep...there's power in thought.

Yep…you’ve nailed that premise.

And nailed it…

and nailed it…

and nailed it.

<yawn>

^A Guy Called Gerald – Voodoo Ray^

This comment of…

“Cade…I’ve read some of your writing, and I notice that you speak in a lot of generalities”

…that was made to me over at the Bolton’s Smokers Club sometime recently has kept my head spinning for a while.

Really? A guy on the fence speaks in generalities? What the fuck is wrong with speaking in generalities irrespective of the relative location of my ass?

Well played.

Yeah…I tend to think about things for longer than most care to entertain. Must be my inability to commit. We are transients as much as we are anything else. If there ain’t nothing there for you, we move on. If there ain’t nothing there for you, yet there is a beckoning to stay that you cannot yet understand, we choose.

Sounds like sage advice to me...but that's just me.

I don’t like to discount possibility.

I see the influence.

I see all kinds of stuff that I don’t actively talk about.

Figuring it out, what it means to me, and where I choose to go from there is a different animal entirely…innit?

Someone to talk about shit with helps too.

Just sayin.

^Delerium feat. Sarah McLachlan – Silence (Tiesto’s In Search of Sunrise Remix) [HD]^

Cocaine and amphetamine regulated transcript

Champ Car

Formula_One

Fédération Internationale de l’Automobile

Liberty Media

Chloroquine

Chloroquine Retinopathy

Pulmonary Alveolar Proteinosis

Granulocyte Macrophage Colony-Stimulating Factor Receptor

GRB2

A Lack of a Functional NAD(P)H:Quinone Oxidoreductase Allele Is Selectively Associated with Pediatric Leukemias That Have MLL Fusions

Elevated hematocrit enhances platelet accumulation following vascular injury

Phospholipidosis

Chlorpromazine

Hiccup

Rogue Wave

Soliton

John Scott Russell

Versine (Redirected from Versed Sine)

Haversine Formula

Floating-Point Arithmetic

Excosecant

Siege of Leningrad

I’m not saying that I know any of this shit…because I don’t. Just saying that I know that I don’t know. Working on it tho. That I OK with you?

^BENNY BENASSI ‘CINEMA’ (SKRILLEX REMIX)^

Also from that ZeroHedge story…

“Call it the biggest bovine airlift in history, as Bloomberg puts it.”

O RLY?!?!?! Been a lot of bovine airlifts in history? Are we getting that specific now? Because I can tell you, that “bovine airlifts” have been going on for some time.

We'll get to walls in a minute.

But how about “equine airlifts?” How long have those been going on? I used to see pallets of horse meat being loaded on to Air France bound for french palates since they are big on horse meat.

Hmmm…I wonder how and when The French acquired such a taste? Prolly the same way residents of Leningrad acquired a taste for shoe and belt leather. Do we need to discern whether the bovine or equine or whatever are alive or dead? Meh…digression time.

So yeah...walls.

China… Berlin… Troy… USA/Mexico… Persian Gulf… The Red Sea… Gulf of Tonkin… Bay of Pigs… Antarctica? Or Finnish Lapland? OH!!! Arctic Waterways and crystals!!!

So yeah...CIA.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

^Duran Duran – Notorious^

They’re slowly cutting me off at the knees…right near the hip…just below the throat.

More and more stuff doesn’t work on the web. And for a guy who doesn’t visit very many websites on a daily basis…well…whatever. Who cares right? Upgrade or die. But Twitter now looks like one giant advertising page for some new company called “Media Cannot Be Played.” Their adds are everywhere on my Twitter feed.

Meh…it was just a matter of time anyway.

It’s cloudy this morning.

^Biggie Smalls – Notorious remix^

Yeah…I wrote all the shit above in a blaze of fury yesterday morning. Not sure how much actual blazing and fury there was… I just type kinda fast even tho I still only use three fingers and a thumb to do so. But I’m not banging one of these things out every day in a coupla hours anymore. My mind is elsewhere. Not saying my heart is not in it, nor am I saying my mind is not on it … just pondering some other shit as well.

Tortillas come to mind.

But anyway, no amount of preparing will prepare you for something you aren’t prepared for. Just gotta roll with it and make it up as you go. If there is an essence to the concept of synchronicity, I would imagine that would be it.

^London Grammar – Hey Now [Arty remix]^

Interesting bit I stumbled across this morning at the Velvet Glove Iron Fist blog.

The tobacco template

After reading the top 1/2 or so of the article…what I immediately thought about was…

Q: What are all these completely healthy but completely restricted people gonna do with all of this time they now have?

A: ???

“Graphic Warnings”…pictures…of people…who are not me…in various states of duress and or dismemberment…magically appearing…for reasons unknown…on the packaging of “insert product here.” Doesn’t sound like care to me. Certainly doesn’t sound caring. Maybe that’s what happens when “damn the cost” becomes your battle-cry. Meh…sounds like their will be plenty of free-time for crying when the battle is over.

“Healthy” people…with nothing better to do…than sit around and cry.

Sounds...Babylonian.

^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix) FULL HD^

(Just play along here...k?)

Q: What time did you get out of bed this morning?

A: 07:00 AM

Q: 07:00 AM? Why not 06:30 AM?

A: Because I don’t have to be at work until 09:00 AM.

Q: What if there is traffic?

A: I don’t own a car.

Q: What if you need one?

A: I don’t.

Q: What if the trains or buses weren’t running or were running late?

A: Wouldn’t affect me.

Q: How could it not? If you’re late, you’ll get bad employee reviews and eventually fired. Now you’re going to have to find a new job, which will be difficult because you got fired from your last job for not being more proactive and forward-thinking.

A: I live directly across the street from where I work. I moved to where I work to cut down on expenses.

Q: SEE! Now you need a car because your new job, assuming you can find one, is going to be far away from where you live. Now you gotta either get a car, or move. Assuming you can afford to do either now that you are unemployed. Or rely on unreliable public transportation, which is just as expensive as owning a car over the long run, if you would simply sit down and do the math on it.

A: You seem to have more free time to think about these things than I. Can I get back to work now?

Q: Sorry. Just needing to find a new place to live. Me and my roommate don’t get along. They say I talk to much and worry too much. Do you need a roommate or know anyone who does?

A: …

^Medina – You and I (deadmau5 Remix) HQ^

So…which is worse? Talking about things, or not talking about things? Because which ever one you choose to label as worse, either is going to be then labeled as bad, which is where they were in the first place. So what was accomplished in taking this trip from bad to worse and back to bad? Learning?

Q: Where’s the good in that?

A: ?¿?

The “better one” was the worse one. Or is it, the least bad one is the better one?

A better kind of bad.

Mmmmmmm….a better kind of bad…right up my alley.

Heh...heh...heH!!!

^DEPECHE MODE A QUESTION OF LUST Live 1986 Lyrics^

Pretty damn interesting documentary I stumbled across/got to see yesterday.

^Chasing Bubbles – the movie^

X: I’ve done that a time or two.

Cade: Chased bubbles? I bet it looked weird to anyone watching.

X: So I’ve heard.

Cade: I can see that.

X: Which part?

Cade: Does it make me an asshole if I say both?

X: How could you possibly know what my purpose is?

Cade: Isn’t it obvious?

X: Focus on the obvious…the questions wll come later.

Cade: The questions are already there.

X: That’s what I meant 😉

Cade: Oh…the actual official “Q&A Session” itself.

X: Assuming we get there.

Cade: lolz…we?

X: …

Cade: I would imaging that would be quite a delicate maneuver.

X: You said that you could rub two bubbles together and generate a lightning strike.

Cade: Is that the first one?

X: You mean…am I acquiring the first bubble for this demonstration?

Cade: I’m trying not to read into that.

X: Why not?

Cade: I don’t like defining something that is as of yet, undefined, just because I think I can define it.

X: That’s quite a definition of non-defining.

Cade: Is it? I thought that’s what conversation and experiencing was about?

X: …

Cade: That wasn’t a question.

X: Whatever you need to tell yourself.

Cade: I got nothin.

X: And a whole lot of it by my calculations.

Cade: Meh…I’ll do the best I can with it.

X: Is that all you can do?

Cade: What else is there?

X: You sure are anticipating the hammer today. Why is that?

Cade: I guess the closer I get to center, the fuzzier things get.

X: You see any purpose in that?

Cade: Much in the same way I would see a traffic light changing from green to red so fast, that all I see is yellow.

X: Does that scare you.

Cade: I like yellow /shrug

X: That’s not what I asked.

Cade: I can only go on, until I can’t.

X: Then what?

Cade: I’ll keep going.

X: Almost there.

Cade: You aren’t actually trying to catch that bubble…are you?

X: We’ll see.

Cade: Trying to do something, and not do something, both at the same time.

X: Times change.

Cade: I’m as comfortable as I can be with that thought.

X: Are you sure?

Cade: Not yet.

X: 😉

Cade: 🙂

^Fluke – Kitten Moon [HQ]^

I’m gonna take a break for a while.

I'm not saying goodbye here.

Just letting you know that I’ll be saying hello somewhere else.

^Deadmau5 – The Oshawa Connection (1080p) || HD^

*******

*Let me guess… /taps teeth… Hanky Yanky?*

*/:O… Yikes! Sounds painful. Are you able to give us a parting Song, Clicky? …/rubs snout…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Questions, Questions…

“What do you want me to do?” Thoughtful Man sighed and heaved himself off our bed, dislodging our contented pup who had been getting her belly rubbed thoroughly. Just the way she likes it.

I stood against the bedroom wall and brushed a stray lock of hair back behind my ear. “Take a picture of my tiara, please.”

“Why?” Thoughtful Man threw me a squint. “Is it for a post?”

“What do you think?”

He snorted and fiddled with the camera. “The light is terrible. Why in here?”

“Well, for one thing, you’re in here,” I said adjusting the tiara. “And secondly an AI somewhere has invented some colours and named them. Apparently our bedroom walls are painted in ‘Turdly’.”

“Oi! It’s ‘Mushroom’,” Thoughtful Man exclaimed. “I’m not redecorating!”

“I wasn’t asking you to,” I replied with a smile. “Just the photo please.”

“Okay stand still.”

Cade has sent through a new ‘whatever’ to use his parlance. It’s not as long as the previous monster of a missive, but no less engrossing. I hope you enjoy it, Dear Reader…

*No, Clicky, let’s have a Song at the end…*

*******

Darkness has descended upon the day…and the winds howl in the deepening dark like a harbinger of things to come. I wonder in the darkness, what could these things be? I wander in the darkness, and I wonder…will I be able to see…once the darkness has gotten like…really really darker?

lolz

Nah…just fuckin’ wit ya. I’m inside sitting at a desk typing this shit right here and listening to music at max volume. There could be a fucking hurricane outside and I wouldn’t know it.

Oh yeah...

…HOWDY!!!

^Feed Me – Starcrash^


Anyone wanna dance?

Neither do I.

We'll work up to it I guess.

^Cocteau Twins – Pur (Sun & Air Mix)^

I’ve done a little writing elsewhere… (“a little”…lolz) …which means I’ve been thinking a bit. Had a bit of a discussion with Roob the other night about motion(s) and when they get weird. Not gonna try and “sum up” any thoughts in this here whatever, but I might wind up doing just that. Or at least, sounding like I am doing that. But I get the feeling that there are two types of people, with respect to finding…

Type 1: I found what I was looking for…game over.

Type 2: I found what I was looking for…game on.

Keep both of those in perspective as it relates to what you have found…and you can prolly better decide which is applicable, when, and where and to whom.

^Cocteau Twins – Pur^

It’s weird. I was just thinking about the movie “Starcrash” the other day. Which also made me think of the movies “Battle Beyond the Stars” and “Laserblast”…all of these movies I saw at a drive-in theater when I was younger. There was a group of entities in the movie “Battle Beyond the Stars” that were a kind of “Borg” species, cept not quite so snotty and adventurous as “The Borg.”

Starcrash
Battle Beyond the Stars
Laserblast

What I was thinking about, is all of this business being talked recently regarding telepathy, which appears to be more about clairvoyance than telepathy. And I’m thinking about it more now that some chucklehead has made another public spectacle with “hearing voices” being touted as “the cause.”

Psychokinesis
Telekinesis (Disambiguation)
Clairvoyance
Extrasensory Perception
Telepathy

In the article above on Telepathy, there is a picture to the right with the following caption…

“The Ganzfeld experiments that aimed to demonstrate telepathy have been criticized for lack of replication and poor controls.”

Q: What’s the point?

A: ?¿?¿?

EX: Someone can lift 500 lbs as a personal-best.

Can they always lift 500 lbs?

Can they always lift 500 lbs…every single time…on command or as commanded?

Do you then start judging style and technique?

Is that as high as they can go in weight?

What about over time?

How long did it take them to achieve this weight as being liftable by them?

Is there a significance to this number?

Is there a significance to this number for all people?

Or just this individual?

Could they always lift 500 lbs, they just didn’t know it yet?

Q: What is your role in their performance and its success or failure?

A: ...

https://youtu.be/u7Xfk1NZEC0

^Yello – Oh Yeah (Remix 2016)^

Maybe there’s a mishmash possible there between Clairvoyance and Telepathy…a kind of Tele-Clairvoyance.

Data and information without context is kinda…worthless. And to be honest, I don’t really see the difference between building something in your mind, that you eventually build with your body in a more tangible manner. You are going to be continuing that process of building in your mind as you build with your body, which says to me that there is sometimes no division between these two. All that was or is missing…is purpose. So tell me…

Q: What is the purpose in being first?

A: ?¿?

Q: What if you’re wrong?

A: ¿?¿

Q: Does this concern others?

A: ???

Q: Now what if you’re wrong?

A: ¿¿¿

^Yello feat. Stina Nordenstam – To The Sea (Official Video)^

Throw this image of “the higher self” into the mix, and suddenly things get REALLY fucking wack. Is it any wonder that people are confused? Or at least, that there is confusion and some people may have a propensity to be confused? Factor in, that much of what transpires under the guise and guises of clarity and control?

 Yeah..."fucked up" just went motherfucking haywire.

I mean, can you control a tube of toothpaste? Oh yeah? For how long? Control is as temporary as anything else. Add an observer into that mix, and suddenly, we are being judged on anything and everything…up to…and including…our form and style as to how we handle a tube of toothpaste.

Q: Weren’t we doing that already?

A: SAY WUT??!?!?

Yeah…since when do you not judge every single thing that you do? Without bias, we know neither success nor failure.

OH! And regarding your teeth-brushing skills? You missed a spot.

^Kirsten Dunst – Turning Japanese (HD)^

Yep…lotta new stuff in the world. Add “the dynamics of the application of these new things” with new users/new experiencers? Yep new new just got new new newer. Especially with respect to children, who everything is new to. Trying to explain old shit as old to someone who it is new to can be an exercise in futility when not approached with a degree of humility. I mean…how fucking cool is it to be the one with the opportunity to open new eyes to old things? What a treasure eh? That’s just my thinking tho.

I still get a kick out of seeing my children learning new things and stumbling around in life as I do the same. I’ve mentioned this before, but assuming that there is a God, I think this is why we are never referred to as anything other than children in The Bible. I dunno about other religious texts, but it has had the effect of keeping me a bit humble with respect to new things, whether they be old or new, or just new to me. I think people do the same, more than they give themselves credit for anyway. Or maybe not /me shrugs

^Depeche Mode – In Your Room (Kaiser Mercurio Dub Edit 2011)^

It bad enough telling someone what they can or cannot do in the present.

Takes quite a set of balls to have the audacity to tell someone what they can or cannot do in the future.

Welp…you wanted to be gods.

Have at it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Hl21YU3cKI

^Depeche Mode – Strangelove [Maxi Mix – Kaiser Trance Mode Remix]^

Yer trying to figure yer own shit out eh? How you gonna do that via others? How are ya gonna do that via others when other channels are open to you, which are “less-than-standard” types of channels? You cannot undo what has been done. And even if you could, the act of undoing what has been done would undo even more than simply “the one thing you were trying to undo.” Eventually, there would be a collapsing motion that would accelerate so rapidly, that all of existence would begin to collapse…except for you and your tinkering…which would continue at a steady state pace that is relative to the way things were.

Meaning: Time would fold and continue folding, as it collapsed under the weight of the entirety of all matter in The Universe…leaving only a single variance within this new time.

Kinda has the effect of…pointing…eh?

This is how I see “the unseen” working within “the seen” anyway.

A "sandbox" of sorts.

An ability to visualize how things are, and how things could be, via how things once were.

I’m not talking specifically here…I mean things that needed to transpire in order to keep similar events from ever happening again in the manner in which time and matter collapsed the first time.

^Lusine – Just A Cloud^

So am I suggesting that “the collapse of time” is now an impossibility?

No.

I am suggesting that “the total collapse of time” is now an impossibility, and/or, discretionary.

Time can and does still “collapse.” I see this as a necessary function of time for it’s continuance.

All Time + No Time = Every Time

This allows for modification and tinkering.

If time could neither speed up, nor slow down, we would have no common frame of reference within our current frame of reference.

Think of a resonance that is allowed to continue over time. What will be the effect of that resonance over time?

Yep...silence...is actually...quite loud.

Any resonance outside of a resonance, is detectable.

Sometimes these are expected, sometimes…not.

BLOOPS!!!

Maybe we missed something?

Am I really suggesting that time nor matter have any speed limits?

Yep. Keep that contextual, and suddenly you’ll see all sorts of speed limits.

Q: How long are you prepared to monitor said speed and times of whatever it is that we are observing?

A: Yeah...I dunno either.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIKNyzq38nw

^Girl street performer slams Bass like a pro^

I understand many of science’s theories about The Universe and what it is up to. The thought that it will someday just…vanish…or fade into non-existence due to all fuel and fuels being expended, is an intriguing one. Primarily because of how it opposes the current theory that much of the stars and starlight that we are currently seeing has already long since ceased to exist due to it’s distance from us…and yet…there they are. This is prolly why we get confused so much…we’re always trying to narrow and limit, usually to either one thing, or one small group of things. And sometimes that works. Sometimes not.

Weird how that works, eh?

^Cabaret Voltaire – Ex^

I started writing this one last night (hence, the nutty “night poetry” business at the top) but it’s Friday now…and I have to go start getting ready to go out tonight. I have a hot date. No wait…I don’t. But a case of beer and a movie would be nice. Won’t have any of those either, so I’ll prolly wind up playing Plants vs Zombies till 2 AM. Better than nothing I guess.

^Cabaret Voltaire – Radical Chic^

Lot’s of talk I’ve noticed lately, has been as if some precipice will be reached at some point, and then everything will be OK. Welp, what if we’re already there. When are we NOT there? And I guess that’s where my personal answer lays…in helping others. I mean, I’m happy. Or at least, as happy as I can be. Sure there are things I want and things I need. But if I can’t get them? May as well help someone else get to where they are wanting to go.

^Depeche Mode – New Life^

Yep…lotta new stuff in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in the world.
Yep…lotta new people in a world of new stuff.

Meh...I don't feel like writing anymore.

Thinking about time, and how time relates to time, times and matter…drains me.
Ya’ll go have a great weekend and get drunk and/or get laid or something.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhoispFJnnY

^Skinny Puppy – Burnt With Water^

cYa | cFa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIzVOxfTuDQ

^Ministry – Golden Dawn (HD)^

*******

*Nah, Clicky… /shakes head… Ya reckon?*

*/nods… Yeah…*

Have a great weekend, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Okie Devil/Texas Rambler

There follows a longish missive from my good friend Cade, in which he follows up on his previous mid-week insect-infested meandering, relates a humorous telephone conversation with his ex-missus in ‘The Key Hunt’ and mourns the loss of seasonal fruit…

is-that-all-you-got

*No, Clicky, that’s not all there is…*

*Music, yes… A fuckton…*

*Of course… a shitload of pictures…*

*Er, two Wiki Wavy Walls, Clicky… Enough to keep you out of mischief for a while…*

*Good call!*

*******

tnwrjf3
I’ve forgotten some things…

...I wonder if I can remember them?

LET’S FIND OUT!!!

^Blue Sky by Fluke^

But first…how bout some fun!

^Drum Club – Sound System (Underworld Mix)^

A Tungsten Sphere found in Bosnia.

Or is it Iron?

I’m gonna ignore the parts about “The Super-Intelligent Snail”

Don’t want people thinking that I am too crazy.

X: You are crazy.
Cade: Am not.
X: Are too.
Cade: Am not.
X: Are two.
Cade: Am not.
X: R2
Cade: Am not.
X: R2-D2
Cade: Am not. And BTW, we better stop there…George Lucas is gonna sue your ass.
X: “My ass?!?!?” You mean “our ass?”
Cade: Nope. You and just you. George Lucas is gonna sue you.
X: Is not.
Cade: Is too.
X: Nuh-uh.
Cade: Is so.
X: …
Cade: …
0: …
Cade: O HAI! Long time no see.
0: …

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yub3-Ow7tBs

^Nowhere Fast – Streets of Fire.wmv^

I guess since I’ve been thinking about “templates” and how they relate to creation and creating with respect to holograms…throw in some Dung Beetles and some other various flora and fauna, and we have all the ammunition we need!!!

So…according to the website above…Tungsten, is typically used for “fragments” in ammunition products. There was also a mention of “maximum damage.”

/me shudders

The above article, states that Tungsten is used in all kinds of shit, including “a variety of weapons”…and goes on to mention that some was even sent out on Voyager 1. Thinking about that thought, and thinking about Stephen Hawking’s postulation that if we are ever contacted by “alien life” that we should not respond…

Q: How would “alien life” respond to “an interstellar greeting that contains a metal that is used in weaponry here on Earth?”

A: Yeah...has a "Pandora's Box" and/or "Trojan Horse" kinda ring to it.

I mean, these aliens have been around for a lot longer than us, and are MUCH more intelligent than us, and are MUCH more advanced than us…so…who is to say that they haven’t been using Tungsten in their own weapons for eons? Just wondering how they might think of such a thing. Maybe I should go read-up on The Voyager Missions and see what the thinking was/is with respect to what was put on that thing and why.

Or…I could just assume that “advanced aliens visiting Earth/Terra” have the ability to travel through time in less-conventional fashion, and have been reviewing the process and processes that went into The Voyager Missions in order to better understand what in the fuck we were thinking by loading up a “Sanford and Son” garage sale type of space vehicle, and slinging that shit out into space.

^The Smiths-Nowhere Fast-Guitar Cover-Allison Bennett^

Tungsten
Stacking Faults in Vacuum Evaporated Crystals of Copper and Silver

(Above is from 11 May 1956 - nice. Must be some trademark/patent type shit involved)

Evaporated Crystals of Urea
Evaporation
Aerosol
Interface (Matter)
Optical Phenomena
Mirage
Fata Morgana (Mirage)
Fata Morgana (Mirage)-In Literature
Looming and Similar Refraction Phenomena
Atmospheric Refraction
Observer
Observer-Expectancy Effect
Facilitated Communication
Dowsing
Fields
Field
Lawn
Pest Control
Weed Control
Field Theory (Psychology)
Behaviorism
Law of Effect

So…if you as a person…

A) live in a giant mansion,
B) have a cool car,
C) hot wife,
D) perfect kids,
E) have loads of cash,

does that mean that, if I do not…

A) live in a giant mansion

…that we can pretty much assume that everything else within that model and modeling will crumble when applied to anyone and everyone except yourself?

No wonder everyone is motherfucking psychotic and paranoid.

Or at least…thinks that they might be.

Or…that if they aren’t crazy…

everyone else…is.

^The Pixies – Levitate Me^

So in yesterday’s whatever, I forgot to mention a thought as to why I think that I am seeing many insects that I have no seen in years. I’ll go ahead and get the obvious “prolly because you haven’t been looking for them” out of the way. But I’ll augment that with another thought, seeing as how I am a big believer in the concept of “It’s Never One Thing.”

Currently, I am staying in a house that was built in the 1950’s. Yep…it was built not long after World War II. This particular house is at the far northern reaches of the suburban city in which I live. It is considered “ghetto” or “the hood” by most standards, as there are a great many “poor people” that live in the homes that surround me. But judging by the difficulties that most homeowners have with “lawn care” and pest control” and the like, yeah…a push in one direction seems to dictate a push in the opposite direction.

All it takes...is time.

Afterall, most of the public projects to spray the living shit out of areas for pestilence have long since ceased, save for the occasional push to spray for mosquitoes that may have West Nile Virus, and now Zika. Not like Malaria was ever a problem here in this hot-assed marshland where a bunch of rivers and creeks used to run. But I digress.

^Pixies – Surfer Rosa. 1 – Bone Machine^

I guess that if I took more time to sit down and write some of this shit that I am thinking about, instead of just sitting around and thinking about it, yeah…I might get more done. Or at least…”more done” that is a shade more tangible to anyone stupid enough to be reading this shit. Lotta flippin’ and floppin’ and wafflin’ and ziggin’ and zaggin’ and…wait…ziggin’ and zaggin’…I guess I need to buy some pot.

Got any?

^Sonic Youth – Tunic (Song For Karen)^

Clark Kellogg: “There’s a kind of freedom in being completely screwed… because you know things can’t get any worse.”

Movie = The Freshman

^PJ Harvey – Dress – HD Live (V Festival 2003)^

Sodium Peroxynitrate
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Kerosene
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Alkane
Laxative
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Lactulose (Redirected from Laxilose)
MSG
Monosodium Glutamate
M-SG Reducing Agent
Silica Gel
Lustre (Mineralogy)
Asterism (Gemology)
Titanium Dioxide
Anatase
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Carbide-Derived Carbon
Graphene
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Orbital Hybridisation
VSEPR Theory
Steric Number
Coordination Number
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Free-Radical Theory of Aging
Ageing
DNA Methylation

So…thinking about “the long term effects” of tinkering with all of this time related stuff that has applications outside of time itself…

Q: What is to say that sometime in the future, a full-term pregnancy is so “out-of synch” with the goings on outside of the womb, and how those relate to the goings on inside the womb, that a fetus begins an aging process as it traverses the birth-canal that is so traumatic, that the baby begins to age at a rate that equals a life lived, and an old man or old woman is born, and dies, shortly after delivery?

A: ...

Sound impossible? If you think of spin and spins and spinning “as everything”…or at least, think of it as “everything as it relates to time and motion with respect to matter”…it’s really not that hard to imagine such a process taking place.

^ELDERS REACT TO RAMMSTEIN (German Metal Band)^

Not suggesting that “stillbirth” as we know it today, is a reflection of a process and/or processes that is/are currently happening. However, the future is not ours to have. Not in the way and ways that some seem to perceive the future anyway.

And not that I am right/correct in any of my analysis and/or conclusions. I’m prolly wrong in most of them. However, I tend to temper that fact/those facts with…

“HEY! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU EXPECT?!?!?!? I JUST FUCKING GOT HERE!!!”

I gots no answers. And more than that, yeah…I prolly most certainly do not have the answers that you and/or your peers require.

That said, I’m kinda thinking that the process of birth is not the traumatic event that it is made out to be, at least with respect to the baby. I’ve seen it up close and personal, and yeah…it’s weird. But it’s not like this sort of thing happens every fucking day either.

For example…as of today…I am 18,075 days old. From November 15th of 1967 to May 11th of 2017 is 18,075 days.

(according to The Internet) 😛

Out of those 18,075 days, I have witnessed the process of a child being born, a grand total of 3 times.

Not very much when worded like that.

A whole fucking lot when worded like that.

Yep...both, and not one or the other.

^Depeche Mode — New Dress^

wh5oguh
If “garbage” is your problem, or at least, “a” problem…

Q: Where is all of this “garbage” coming from?

A: ?¿?

Q: Where is all of this “garbage” supposed to go?

A: ¿?¿

Yeah…I don’t have any answers either. But I have some ideas. These tend to be “birth to death” types of ideas. No idea where I got that idea.

^777 Gear Swing 2012^

It’s 11:02 currently on this fine Thursday May 11th of 2017, I’ve been writing this particular whatever for a coupla hours now…and the silence of my loud-assed thinking, was just interrupted by a phone call from whatshername…

Whatshername: I need you to do me a favor.
Cade: Take the garbage out?
Whatshername: No…your son has locked himself out of his car with the engine running.
Cade: OK.
Whatshername: I have a spare key, and my mother is going to take it to him. Will you go look in that cubby in the kitchen where all the glasses are?
(Cade proceeds into the kitchen, “cellphone of despair” in hand, open cubby door, grab keys that are sitting there, and jingle keys into cellphone receiver).
Whatshername: OK…that’s not them. There is a bunny rabbit mug…no wait…it’s um…shit…I can’t remember…it’s a mug that “so-and-so” got me…but I can’t remember what it is…it’s um…
Cade: (the mug in question is sitting right in fucking front of me, it is the only fucking mug in the cubby, as the rest of the glassware in there is champagne and wine glasses/crystal stemware and maragarita glasses…but I listen to her patiently as she rambles under duress) Machu Picchu?
Whatshername: THAT’S THE ONE!!! Now…there is a very long key in there, that has some piece of paper attached to it.
Cade: My…that is a long key. I wish my penis was that long.
Whatshername: (laughs) OK…will you take that outside, and my mother will be by in a few minutes to pick it up.

Her mother lives directly across the street, so I cannot help but roll my eyes at the infinite amount of time that I must now sit and wait until my ex-mother-in-law has to drive approximately 75-100 feet to cross the street. I open the front door, she is already sitting in her car in the driveway with her door ajar…I hold the key up and jungle it, and I say…

Cade: If you think I’m walking this all the way over there, you’re crazy.

I didn’t notice that my ex-mother-in-law was on the phone, but she smiled anyway. She has a great sense of humor, and seems to enjoy “my dry wit” and bitter sarcasm.

Anyway…I hear my youngest’s voice in the hallway outside, so I guess they are back.

It seems that my oldest had driven my youngest to Guitar Center to look at guitars, and somehow locked themselves out of the car with the engine running.

/me shrugs

Imma go get the different perspectives of the tales that are no doubt being recounted outside of my door right now.

^Deadmau5 – Sometimes Limits Get Broken^

Welp…that wasn’t such a great idea. The conversations had already wandered to accusation, resolution, restitution, preventative, penance, and guilt. I wandered in and out of the conversations that were taking place at different times in different locations based on participants as they wandered about the house, but the best that I could muster was…

“Son…if you lock yourself out of your car again…you aren’t going to be able to drive it anymore.”

He smiled.

^Front 242 (The History 1984 – 2005) [05]. Slaughter (daveg75 videoRemix)^

So yeah…old houses…old neighborhoods, old dirt. I dunno how long dirt is supposed to last, but seeing as how I am almost 50 years old, I simply assume that the dirt is going to last longer than me. However, I have to assume that my children are going to last even longer than I am, so maybe they will see the dirt progress in ways that I could never even imagine. I mean…isn’t that how life works? How life is supposed to work?

My father is dead. I mean…I don’t consider him dead, nor do I consider anyone who is dead as “being dead.” The reason that I look at death in this way is that I have no common frame of reference with respect to anything other than “the aftermath.” But that is not my frame of reference, nor even “a” frame of reference, because everything that is left, has to do with life…not death. What my father did in life. What my father did in life with respect to our interactions and experiences.

I was there when my father died. I was not in the same room, but I was in the adjoining room as he had “gotten pretty bad.” My brother-in-law (youngest sister’s at the time husband) was the one who wandered into the other room and discovered that my father was no longer breathing. Ironic that my borther-in-law would die just a few months after that.

😦

https://youtu.be/AlyuuCOFius

^front 242, television station^

Cicadas in this area are on a 17 year cycle. So…why is it so difficult to think that other insects and/or “wildlife” could not be/are not on similar cycles? I mean, if you don’t like an area that you live in…you move…right? Animals aren’t stupid, and neither are you. I guess the question that remains is…

Q: What about “the infrastructure?” Does it also move?

A: ?¿?

It prolly moves if it is allowed to move/not prevented from moving. Because in those cases, yeah…its gonna move. It just ain’t gonna move in any predictable manner or manners because all is unknown. Oroville/The Oroville Dam is a good model for that thought.

But thinking about how we are tracking movement and movements with GPS and shit like that, what is our base? The beginning of monitoring? Because that says to me you only give a shit about it from that point.

Meaning: What is to prevent the entirety of Earth from moving around a single "fixed-object."

Something like The Hoover Dam. Who is to say that everything was so interrupted by the creation of that dam, that the entirety of the area began to shift its shifting to accommodate its construction. Now, all it has to do is figure out how to adjust and continue its motion and motions from there. And now all we have to do, is think about the terrain and terrains that surrounds the terrain that is “more directly affected” in order to see the gears and cogs that are affected “across the board” with respect to “building a permanent fixture atop a permanent fixture.”

lmost has a “Tower of Babel” or “Hanging Gardens of Babylon” of “Lighthouse of Alexandria” or whatever type of ring and rings to it, eh?

^Move! – Public Enemy^

I’m kinda excited to see if The Cicadas come out “en masse” this year. Lots of insects this spring. And I mean LOTS! I just hope that people don’t freak the fuck out over it, and use this is some sort of excuse for some “final solution” as if to say

“we’ve finally lured them out and lured them in…now is the time to strike.”

Pestilence isn’t really what I think most people think it is. I remember seeing HUGE swarms of grasshoppers when I was a kid. And yeah, seeing the paths that they left behind in their wake? Impressive as shit. Almost unbelievable to see paths carved out by millions of “small-ish” insects. (The grasshoppers in this and surrounding areas can be motherfucking HUGE).

But anyway…thinking of “the damage they cause” as a passing thing? Sure…you may lose a lot of crops for a single year, or even a coupla years. But…it’s not like you singled out a dinner table right out in the open. It’s not like you chose a huge plot of land to grow “this, and this ONLY” instead of something a bit more “flowy.” Grasshoppers and other insects and life of all kinds has a right to life, liberty, and the persuit of happiness as much as any other living thing…don’t they?

I dunno. “The Framers of The Constitution” prolly weren’t thinking that big at the time. Or, maybe they were. I have no idea where they might have gotten their inspiration(s) on liberty, happiness nor freedom…but I have some pretty goddamn good ideas as to their source and sources.

But that’s just me.

I'm weird like that.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSREDZsARno

^Public Enemy-Can’t Truss It^

A military aircraft, performing “a tactical descent.”

Whodathunkit?

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khBioU1qFVY

^C-17 tactical descent, 25000ft to 5000ft in 58 seconds^

Been thinking about June Bugs a lot, since they, like Crickets, are damn near NEVAR fucking seen around here anymore. But then again, June Bugs are simply Grub Worms that have been sitting around underground for years, digging their way through the dirt and eating the roots of finely manicured lawns and making ugly and unsightly brown patches.

Gotta KILL those bastards before the kill the entire lawn!!!

Not like they are gonna turn into June Bugs and fly away in a coupla months.

YEAH!!! AND THEN THEY ARE GONNA MATE AND MAKE EVEN MOAR GRUB WORMS!!!

So? Don’t we do the same?

WE AREN'T WORMS YOU GREASY FUCKING MAGGOT!!!

You don’t say.

^B 52’s – June Bug^

Burrowers and borers and diggers and shit like that? Yeah…I understand how irritating they could be to a farmer. Not that I have ever known any farmers.

(I have, and I do)

But anyway…yeah…if we kill them all…how do we really know what their purpose is, outside of pissing you off? If we think in terms of sampling, maintenance, observation…all wrapped in the nesting of time and times and changes? Yeah…purpose and purposes.

Q: Ever picked up a stray animal and tried to get it to eat?

A: SAY FUCKING WHAT?!?!?!?

Yeah…if you pick up a stray, your first order of business is survival right? So…you feed it. Or at least, attempt to. Watch any “nature show”…and all you are gonna see is eating, shitting, fucking, and dying. So, the process of elimination…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to fuck it or watch it fuck?

A: No.

OK…so…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to save its life?

A: Yes.

OK…so…

Q: Did you pick up this stray to watch it shit?

A: No. BUT! It will prolly need to shit at some point, if I can get the fucking thing to eat anything.

OK…so…

Q: Now what?

A: ???

Yeah…I dunno either. My point being, if you as a person no longer needed to eat, would you know when that time arrived? And I’m not talking about the events leading up to and culminating in a meal that you eventually sit down and eat until you are full. I am talking about no longer needing to consume food, for whatever reason…would you know when if this event took place, which required you to no longer require a requirement, outside of the act of consumption/consuming sustenance.

Q: How would you know?

A: You wouldn't? Or...you would?

Maybe “when” is sometimes a process in and of itself. Maybe this is why we are sometimes hungry, and sometimes, not so much…irrespective of available options. And I’m only thinking more “in modern terms” here, as we no longer have seasons anymore. We fly and ship food from all over the fucking world. And outside of the season and season changes themselves, we have no real reference(s) as to when it is, via what it is. And by that I mean…

Q: Are Watermelons “in-season?”

Q: Are Oranges “in-season?”

Q: Are Cantaloupes “in-season?”

Q: Are Apples “in-season?”

Oh really? Apples are in-season?

Q: What kind?

^Depeche Mode – Clean^

Yeah…we used to get all kinds of fruits and vegetables at different times of the year here in Texas. We’d look forward to Grapefruit at certain times of the year. Look forward to Green Grapes at one point in the year, and Red Grapes at another point in the year. Avocados here and there, when and if “the crops came in.”

But now…you can walk into a store, and it’s the same shit, day after day, year round. The displays never change. The roadside stands selling fresh fruits and vegetables, and the day-trips to drive out to get them? Gone. Restricted. Prohibited. Licensed to extinction. The home gardens? Good luck trying to grow one without a visit from The EPA seeing what you are using to grow your stuff, or a visit from The DEA to make sure you aren’t growing anything that you shouldn’t be.

Think I’m paranoid? Welp…you may be right. But I do know that the town that I live in, PROHIBITS the erecting of outside clothes lines for drying your clothes sans electric clothes dryer…as they are “unsightly.” Lotta panties, and bras, and underwear, and shit like that…and we don’t need to be thinking about how hot that chick prolly looks in that bra and panties. It leads to all kinds of nasty lascivious lechery, and pre-marital sex, and unwanted pregnancy/pregnancies, and unwanted children, and crime, and poverty, and jail, and recidivist types of behavior that are unwanted. We must not perpetuate this kind of thinking. It must be stopped…and it must be stopped FOREVAR!!!

God help us all.

^Gemini – Turn Me On [HD]^

I am 49 years, 5 months, and 26 days old.

593.8 – Months
2,582.1 – Weeks
18,075 – Days
433,800 – Hours
26,028,000 – Minutes
1,561,680,000 – Seconds
187 days until my next birthday.
It appears that day, November 15th 2017, will be a Wednesday.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPSL4zeQVRg

^Course Of Empire – Coming Of The Century^

Meh…we’ll figure it out.

Urea

Or not.

Whatever.

/shrug

^Philip T.B.C. feat. C.Monts – Back To The Batcave (Topspin Remix)^

It’s weird what we remember.
Is it weird what we remember?

It’s weird how we remember.
Is it weird how we remember?

It’s weird what we remember and how.
Is it weird what we remember and how?

Q: Is it weird what we forget?

A: I dunno either.

^Course Of Empire – Infested!^

Air conditioning. Something…goes here…about…air conditioning.

Maybe it was…”an” air-conditioner, and not “air conditioning” in and of itself.

Yeah...it was an air conditioner.

A gallery.

Or a theatre.

Or something.

^Course of Empire “Infested!” (live 7-18-98 at Trees, Dallas, TX)^

cYa | cFa

^Propellerheads — Take California^

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*What you doing?! Clicky, work don’t finish until 5pm…*

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*Oh okay, work finished at 1pm for you… /rolls eyes… I’ll see you at home later…*

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Welcome to the LoL

I hope you’re enjoying your Sunday, Dear Reader. Fortunately the world didn’t end yesterday, as predicted…

Thank fuck for that, ‘cos I have had a Harry story accepted for the Underdog Anthology III…

… And I still haven’t mutilated a poem for the Afterword yet…

Whilst I get on with doing that, feel free to dive into the latest missive, deep and inviting, from Cade the Okie Devil, below. Enjoy! 😀

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^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

DUDE!!! I ALREADY READ ALL THAT SHIT!!!

^Three Dog Night – Never Been To Spain^

Q: What in the FUCK is Metformin, and why did it select me?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

147,300,000 ounces / 16 ounces = 9,206,250 pounds.

9,206,250 / 2,000 = 4,603.125 tons.

$261,600,000,000 dollars / 323,100,000 citizens = $809.66

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

8,134 tons = 16,268,000 lbs = 260,288,000 ounces = $462,271,488,000 @ $1,776 per ounce.

$462,271,488,000 / 323,100,000 citizens = $1,430.74

^Frida – I Know There’s Something Going On (ABBA) (1982) HD 0815007^

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

😐

Q: Would you know it, if you saw it?

“That seemed like a LOT longer time from inside the car!”

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

^Gary Wright – Love Is Alive^

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

^Climax Blues Band ~ Couldn’t Get It Right 1977 Disco Purrfection Version^

PRODUCE THIS SHIT…OR YA’LL GETS NO TP UNTIL YOU DOO!!!

^The Three Degrees – When will I see you again (Ruud’s Extended Mix)^

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

^Orleans – Still The One (with lyrics)^

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

^Firefall – Strange Way^

^Waterboy-I like them too^

^David Holmes – I Heard Wonders^

^Knife Party – ‘Sleaze’^

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

$462,271,488,000 / 46,000,000 = $10,049.38.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

^Todd Rundgren – Hello It’s Me (1972)^

^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

^Robbie Dupree: Steal away^

^Earth, Wind & Fire – September^

^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYa | cFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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To recap, Dear Reader – First was the preamble, followed by some ambling, so now we come to the final part of this ramble shamble of a missive mission…

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cYa | cFa

^Boards of Canada – An Eagle In Your Mind^

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Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song ❤

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…

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…