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1) How does an underwater welder manage to weld metal underwater? Don't worry, it's only something that your entire destructive way of life depends on. Nothing too serious. I'm sure you could figure it out given enough time and starvation was sniffing at the door of your emaciated children.
2) How many volts are the power lines carrying when the linesman works with them? When the electromagnetic pulse occurs at random intervals during the day what must the linesman do in order to avoid being cut in half by invisible electrical currents?
3) Average lifespan of an Ivory Coast gold miner? Yeah, GOOGLE IT! THAT"S REAL FUCKING IRONIC>!
Take your time. It's only a short quiz to demonstrate the stark difference in what you like to think of as your life and how ignorant you actually are of the foundations it is built on. Then you can get back to the coffee and donuts and reality television about fat chicks in tight dresses hiked above their ass like baboons in heat.
5 Şubat 2013 Salı
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Of course you know modern culture is repulsive to me and symptomatic of a corroded worldview.But when something forces itself past my blighted and depressed attitude then I will share it.The sr500 ibanez bass guitar for instance. Or the credit card sized HIV test. Or tacos made with Dorrito flavored tortillas. And a few songs by a band named fun.Their "Some Nights" album is not bad. It has at least 5 quality tunes. Probably won't win best album grammy but maybe best song. But the title track isn't my favorite. It's a good video but the song is actually unrelated to that video so I have to object. This song, "Why am I the One" is reminiscent of The Beatles with a strong chorus and good phrasing and good structure.If George Martin were alive today he could make this band huge.
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He'd lived withtwo Puerto Rican fags for 8 months. The Vicodin prescription had runout long before the pain. Larry had faded Polaroids of decks andstair bannisters he built when Reagan was president. He was graspingto dreams of pretty roadies in dirty bathrooms, panties pulled downto their knees, he was rock hard and could fuck all night. Now he hadto hunt for his shriveled cock when he went to release the pressureon his cancerous prostate."62 yearsold, and working for a fucking nigger wage." he said with hishead crooked to one side to relieve pressure on his spine.
He could play asong on the $10 plywood guitar, Milk Cow Blues and other songs helikes to say he wrote. "Jimmy Buffett stole this song from mewhen I was in Key West," he'd say before playing Margaritaville.The nut on his Korean plywood guitar was the wrong size so he shimmedit with a piece of plastic he found in the backyard. It didn't stayin tune but he could fake it. His hearing was so bad that intonationdidn't matter. And then there were the screws in his leg. The damntitanium leg that he thought was funny when he mentioned it at first.He been beaten after trying to play the hero in an alley where a girlwas getting raped."Hey, leavethat girl alone," was all he had said and the hero's reward wasa busted leg and a broken jaw. He woke up under a police horse. The police even tried to pin the rapeon him. Why not? When it rains it pours. Like the time he was cominghome from a day wrestling with locust thorn trees, bleeding, tired,looking pissed, trying to maneuver his bike to the liquor store. Three federal marshals lock their assault rifle sights on him."Get on the ground!"He matched the description of a man running wild in the neighborhood with a gun.He fell as ordered and in falling his chainsaw dropped with an awful sound to the pavement...never to work again.
Bunch of bullshit. $8 an hour at his age? Doing Mexican labor? Forwhat? He was broken, working for pain pills."Thedoctors think I'm a junkie and I tell them, 'Hey, I'm not looking toget off. I hurt."
When it rains itpours and though the country was gasping in the middle of a deadlykilling drought, Larry was soaking wet with bad news. Couldn't catcha break. He could bet on the 1924 Yankees and they'd lose by a run inthe bottom of the ninth."These fingers," he said showing the stubs on his right hand, were burned off by caustic acid...in the wrong bottle.And the worstpart was trying to sleep on the crooked mattress. If he didn't takean overdose of pain pills then he couldn't even fall asleep. He wastired but the pain of relaxation, the release of tension on his tornligaments, took hours to subside."40 yearsof carpentry. I could build you a deck or a staircase. Now look.Fighting for dollars with the Mexicans. It's a race to the bottom."He rubbed theprotruding screws in his tibia and tried to lick a few more dropsfrom his 16oz can of Natty Light beer.
The football came back on and he started to snore.
"Did I ever tell you about these stubs on my finger," he asked, delirious.
Oggy shook his head and out of the corner of his eye saw one of the Puerto Rican fags stand elegantly at the doorway to Larry's room, smoking a cigarette like he was modeling cancerous cool. The fag locked eyes with Oggy so Oggy's eyes darted nervously from side to side. The fag licked his lips and then looked at the bathroom without turning his head. Then he looked back at Oggy...the fag pantomimed giving a blowjob and then quickly lifted his eyebrows, "???"
Oggy laughed, waking up Larry.
"I guess it's time to go home," said Oggy as he bent over to get out of the squat kids chair Larry had found in the trash. Oggy felt his fat roll under his polyester disco shirt.
"Oggy," asked Larry, "I hate to ask but can you lend me a couple bucks. Anything'll help."
Oggy gave Larry a ten dollar bill then stumbled into the dark, almost falling off the decaying front porch. A mutt Chihuahua with a limp barked at him.
"Chula!" yelled the fag, and the dog was quiet.
Oggy found his moped and ran down the sidewalk until the engine turned over. He got on and immediately hit a pot hole that jarred his aching spine. He went the wrong way down a dead end street and almost hit the barrier of trash and a chain link fence separating the neighborhood from the golf course.
Where now?
He'd lived withtwo Puerto Rican fags for 8 months. The Vicodin prescription had runout long before the pain. Larry had faded Polaroids of decks andstair bannisters he built when Reagan was president. He was graspingto dreams of pretty roadies in dirty bathrooms, panties pulled downto their knees, he was rock hard and could fuck all night. Now he hadto hunt for his shriveled cock when he went to release the pressureon his cancerous prostate."62 yearsold, and working for a fucking nigger wage." he said with hishead crooked to one side to relieve pressure on his spine.
He could play asong on the $10 plywood guitar, Milk Cow Blues and other songs helikes to say he wrote. "Jimmy Buffett stole this song from mewhen I was in Key West," he'd say before playing Margaritaville.The nut on his Korean plywood guitar was the wrong size so he shimmedit with a piece of plastic he found in the backyard. It didn't stayin tune but he could fake it. His hearing was so bad that intonationdidn't matter. And then there were the screws in his leg. The damntitanium leg that he thought was funny when he mentioned it at first.He been beaten after trying to play the hero in an alley where a girlwas getting raped."Hey, leavethat girl alone," was all he had said and the hero's reward wasa busted leg and a broken jaw. He woke up under a police horse. The police even tried to pin the rapeon him. Why not? When it rains it pours. Like the time he was cominghome from a day wrestling with locust thorn trees, bleeding, tired,looking pissed, trying to maneuver his bike to the liquor store. Three federal marshals lock their assault rifle sights on him."Get on the ground!"He matched the description of a man running wild in the neighborhood with a gun.He fell as ordered and in falling his chainsaw dropped with an awful sound to the pavement...never to work again.
Bunch of bullshit. $8 an hour at his age? Doing Mexican labor? Forwhat? He was broken, working for pain pills."Thedoctors think I'm a junkie and I tell them, 'Hey, I'm not looking toget off. I hurt."
When it rains itpours and though the country was gasping in the middle of a deadlykilling drought, Larry was soaking wet with bad news. Couldn't catcha break. He could bet on the 1924 Yankees and they'd lose by a run inthe bottom of the ninth."These fingers," he said showing the stubs on his right hand, were burned off by caustic acid...in the wrong bottle.And the worstpart was trying to sleep on the crooked mattress. If he didn't takean overdose of pain pills then he couldn't even fall asleep. He wastired but the pain of relaxation, the release of tension on his tornligaments, took hours to subside."40 yearsof carpentry. I could build you a deck or a staircase. Now look.Fighting for dollars with the Mexicans. It's a race to the bottom."He rubbed theprotruding screws in his tibia and tried to lick a few more dropsfrom his 16oz can of Natty Light beer.
The football came back on and he started to snore.
"Did I ever tell you about these stubs on my finger," he asked, delirious.
Oggy shook his head and out of the corner of his eye saw one of the Puerto Rican fags stand elegantly at the doorway to Larry's room, smoking a cigarette like he was modeling cancerous cool. The fag locked eyes with Oggy so Oggy's eyes darted nervously from side to side. The fag licked his lips and then looked at the bathroom without turning his head. Then he looked back at Oggy...the fag pantomimed giving a blowjob and then quickly lifted his eyebrows, "???"
Oggy laughed, waking up Larry.
"I guess it's time to go home," said Oggy as he bent over to get out of the squat kids chair Larry had found in the trash. Oggy felt his fat roll under his polyester disco shirt.
"Oggy," asked Larry, "I hate to ask but can you lend me a couple bucks. Anything'll help."
Oggy gave Larry a ten dollar bill then stumbled into the dark, almost falling off the decaying front porch. A mutt Chihuahua with a limp barked at him.
"Chula!" yelled the fag, and the dog was quiet.
Oggy found his moped and ran down the sidewalk until the engine turned over. He got on and immediately hit a pot hole that jarred his aching spine. He went the wrong way down a dead end street and almost hit the barrier of trash and a chain link fence separating the neighborhood from the golf course.
Where now?
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Kurt Vonnegut once asked the anthropologist Margaret Mead when men were most happy. I'm sure it had something to do with happiness eluding Vonnegut for most of his life. Mead not only studied many cultures I think she was predisposed to observe objectively, not buy into the Walmart sales bargain propaganda of the world. But some people are not hung up by the endless lies, they see patterns in the lies and truth in the horror...they see it all as destiny and humanity in an endless array of variations with some common traits. That's anthropology. Vonnegut (an anthropology major but not a very objective anthropologist) thought men should be motivated by reason. Mead probably saw this as totally naive. In general, men are not motivated by any one thing...but culturally we find meaning in completely different goals. But there is overlap and correlation. The trouble starts when the culture and the man do not match and Vonnegut is a good example. Another example is T.E. Lawrence. Oggy struggles but weakens in his scar tissue and flagging belly rolls.
At least how Lawrence is portrayed in the movie about his Arabian Revolt years and leading tribes in war against the Turks sometime around the first World War.
Lawrence was no good at following orders but he did have a reckless regard of his safety. I'm not sure what their final goal was. Militarily, the British wanted to rid Arabia of the Turks so they could install a puppet government to sell them cheap oil. Lawrence wasn't a politician but he embraced the lifestyle of the desert with gusto.
In the picture above, Lawrence, in the white robe of a sheik, watches as Auda Abu Tayi argues with Colonel Brighton. The gist of this argument is that since Auda has finally seized that white horse, "an honorable" loot, he will go home and cease the attacks on the Turkish trains.
Brighton says shamingly, "So, now that you have what you want, you will leave?"
Auda responds, "Yes, and when the British have what they want they will leave."
Lawrence says nothing.
Brighton is offended, "No, we won't leave. We will stay."
Auda smiles. "Then you are fools."
He rides off.
Auda is played by Anthony Quinn, of Zorba The Greek fame...back when male actors leaked testosterone and were not chubby geeks with emasculated jokes.
I'm not in the business of film criticism anymore so I will go no further.
Margaret Mead said that men are happiest, in general, over all cultures, when they are preparing for war. Anticipating war and planning and arming themselves for war is when men are most engaged with each other and single minded and happy. It's a different story once they are actually getting shot at, but I have no reason to contradict her assessment.
Vonnegut liked to theorize that men were created "for maintenance". But the evidence is not in his favor. Men were created to kill.
I wish he had asked Mead when women are most happy.
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Kurt Vonnegut once asked the anthropologist Margaret Mead when men were most happy. I'm sure it had something to do with happiness eluding Vonnegut for most of his life. Mead not only studied many cultures I think she was predisposed to observe objectively, not buy into the Walmart sales bargain propaganda of the world. But some people are not hung up by the endless lies, they see patterns in the lies and truth in the horror...they see it all as destiny and humanity in an endless array of variations with some common traits. That's anthropology. Vonnegut (an anthropology major but not a very objective anthropologist) thought men should be motivated by reason. Mead probably saw this as totally naive. In general, men are not motivated by any one thing...but culturally we find meaning in completely different goals. But there is overlap and correlation. The trouble starts when the culture and the man do not match and Vonnegut is a good example. Another example is T.E. Lawrence. Oggy struggles but weakens in his scar tissue and flagging belly rolls.
At least how Lawrence is portrayed in the movie about his Arabian Revolt years and leading tribes in war against the Turks sometime around the first World War.
Lawrence was no good at following orders but he did have a reckless regard of his safety. I'm not sure what their final goal was. Militarily, the British wanted to rid Arabia of the Turks so they could install a puppet government to sell them cheap oil. Lawrence wasn't a politician but he embraced the lifestyle of the desert with gusto.
In the picture above, Lawrence, in the white robe of a sheik, watches as Auda Abu Tayi argues with Colonel Brighton. The gist of this argument is that since Auda has finally seized that white horse, "an honorable" loot, he will go home and cease the attacks on the Turkish trains.
Brighton says shamingly, "So, now that you have what you want, you will leave?"
Auda responds, "Yes, and when the British have what they want they will leave."
Lawrence says nothing.
Brighton is offended, "No, we won't leave. We will stay."
Auda smiles. "Then you are fools."
He rides off.
Auda is played by Anthony Quinn, of Zorba The Greek fame...back when male actors leaked testosterone and were not chubby geeks with emasculated jokes.
I'm not in the business of film criticism anymore so I will go no further.
Margaret Mead said that men are happiest, in general, over all cultures, when they are preparing for war. Anticipating war and planning and arming themselves for war is when men are most engaged with each other and single minded and happy. It's a different story once they are actually getting shot at, but I have no reason to contradict her assessment.
Vonnegut liked to theorize that men were created "for maintenance". But the evidence is not in his favor. Men were created to kill.
I wish he had asked Mead when women are most happy.
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I tried to thwart my destiny with piano fantasies but the river always leads to the source and I am undertaking a "Woody Guthrie Memorial Bongo Tour" of Mexico with the intention to sow the seeds of sobriety in the insane drug war. It has to end and like Booth thought he could take revenge for the humiliation of the south, Oggy is going to man up and meet the problem face to face. That can't be done in the van because it will seem presumptuous and haughty. No, I will travel with the people, I will drink their beer, but I will insist this insane cocaine trade must end. They have the power and maybe they are operating under some kind of sabotage theory that will destroy America from inside as we snort more and more cocaine but I don't care. It has to end. Yes, hydro fracturing is much worse overall than snorting cocaine but we have to start somewhere and maybe the cocaine is keeping our brains addled. I don't say I have the answer but I know what information I need to find the answer...and that's in Mexico as a bongosero disguised as an aging gypsy. If I die, then say I did it for love.
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I tried to thwart my destiny with piano fantasies but the river always leads to the source and I am undertaking a "Woody Guthrie Memorial Bongo Tour" of Mexico with the intention to sow the seeds of sobriety in the insane drug war. It has to end and like Booth thought he could take revenge for the humiliation of the south, Oggy is going to man up and meet the problem face to face. That can't be done in the van because it will seem presumptuous and haughty. No, I will travel with the people, I will drink their beer, but I will insist this insane cocaine trade must end. They have the power and maybe they are operating under some kind of sabotage theory that will destroy America from inside as we snort more and more cocaine but I don't care. It has to end. Yes, hydro fracturing is much worse overall than snorting cocaine but we have to start somewhere and maybe the cocaine is keeping our brains addled. I don't say I have the answer but I know what information I need to find the answer...and that's in Mexico as a bongosero disguised as an aging gypsy. If I die, then say I did it for love.
3 Ocak 2013 Perşembe
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I had a request for some songs and it took some time to get it together and upload it but here's "I'll be Home For Christmas" as performed at the old age home. It's the only sheet music I had in my collection. The sad news is that when I tried to tackle an uptempo version of Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer, the 87 year old Minnie couldn't help but feel that Christmas spirit and started to dance. She is generally wheelchair bound so I had to slow the Reindeer pack down but it was too late and Minnie had already injured her knee and run out of breath. I really want to die a merciful death early and painlessly rather than have a front row seat to my own decay.
It's one of the great miracles that the virgin birth of a man 2012 years ago on the opposite side of the world somehow is celebrated with songs about flying ungulates in North America.
This makes no sense. I got a pair of socks and some strong painkillers in my stocking.
It's one of the great miracles that the virgin birth of a man 2012 years ago on the opposite side of the world somehow is celebrated with songs about flying ungulates in North America.
This makes no sense. I got a pair of socks and some strong painkillers in my stocking.
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