scared shadows
June 24, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding | 1 Comment
I’m sitting here drinking the smoothie All Is On made for me and it reminded me of when people had seen it they kinda freaked out. They freaked because it’s just in a jar. It’s not in some nice little package with the approved stamp of the king on it. They see purple chunks in a jar and instantly think something is bad with it. It’ just plain silly.
2008
June 23, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding, quick thoughts | Leave a Comment
Fuck 2008. That’s all I want to say. It has seemed like the year of death. A lot of people I know have had people close to them die. I’ve never had a year like this. I’m ready for 2008 to be done with.
George Carlin -a fallen hero
June 23, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding, Uncategorized, dreams, quick thoughts, quotes | Leave a Comment
You want to talk about fallen hero’s, well I got one for you. George Carlin. I’m pretty sure he never killed anyone in his life. Might not have rescued any burning babies from buildings. But a hero to me is someone who speaks the goddamn Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucking, Motherfucking, and Tits truth. I’ve always thought the best comedians are the best because they’re telling us the truth that hurts. It’s the truth that’s too much in your face that most times it would get you down but they have a way of putting that all the hurt comes out in laughter. Now, I know that wasn’t what he spoke of all the time, alot of times he spoke of normal day stuff that made you laugh like things you never see (example: you never see a man take a shit while running at full speed). But he was anti-authoritarian, which is how I define myself. And it’s not a choice for me either. It’s the only way. I have not, can not, and will not ever be told what to do without first agreeing with it for myself. You can’t be a fuckin’ robot your whole life, you can’t be a fuckin’ slave and all of us are slaves. We are not free. If we were free, don’t go to work tomorrow. Leave work right now. Yeah right. Cause it’s not a bull whip that will get you anymore it’s something else.
`Anti-Authoritarian’
“I’ve always been sort of anti-authoritarian and I really don’t like arbitrary rules and regulations that are essentially designed to get people in the habit of conforming,” Carlin said in a National Public Radio interview on Nov. 1, 2004.
Back to the point. One Carlin quote that jumped into my head right now is about how republicans (during the Regan era, but still holds true to today) want to keep the streets clean of street crimanals provided that street isn’t wall street. His idea on church: tax them, tax these mother fuckers, hell the land tax alone of the catholic church would wipe out the national debt. I like his take on the 10 commandments. He boiled them down to 2 and then added one himself.
“Thou shall not kill unless somebody believes in something that you don’t” and “Thou shall be honest and faithful” Moses could have put them in his pocket and read it off to the people and it wouldn’t have been so hypocritical to faith. But let’s add in one more commandment “Keep they religion to thyself”
I think this is the saddest I’ve been over the death of a celebrity. I know I really shouldn’t be. Death is death. It’s not the end of the story but the end of the chapter. But what a good goddamn chapter.
People he could do without: People with small teeth and large gums. Old guys named skip. Guys with a lot of pins on their hats. A pimp who drives a Toyota Corolla. A boy scout master who owns a dildo shop. A nun with a bull whip and a bottle of Gin.
He was also the first to say certain words in a certain order, here it is: “As soon as a chop my dick off, I’m gonna stick this red hot poker in my ass”. First one. No one else in the history of the world ever thought to put those words together in that order. He had a beautiful take on words.
I love words. I thank you for hearing my words. I want to tell you something about words that I think is important. They're my work, they're my play, they're my passion. Words are all we have, really. We have thoughts but thoughts are fluid. then we assign a word to a thought and we're stuck with that word for that thought, so be careful with words. I like to think that the same words that hurt can heal, it is a matter of how you pick them.
Fuck God, Worship the sun. As he put it, unlike the sun I can’t see gods.
I just noticed that he died at 5:55. News broke about it on the 23rd of June. Is this an Illuminati conspiracy?
zeven
June 19, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding | 1 Comment
I don’t want to be recorded. I have a hard time putting beliefs into anything. Religion doesn’t create beliefs. Beliefs create Religion. Does religion create politics or does politics create religion. didn’t religion and politics basically start off at the same time or as the same thing and it split and is now coming back together. I don’t really know what my point is. I don’t understand the need for a system to fill your void. Why is there belief in anything. I’m not a nihilist because nihilists believe in nothing, right? I simply don’t believe. I don’t believe in nothing or anything, currently. I’m like a river, constantly changing. Sometimes I agree with the 7 sins. Vanity and pride have seemed to ruin some good ideas, because of instead of focusing on the ideas we tend to focus on the medium of the ideas, the person who was first recorded as being the “father” of whatever. That’s why I respect Grigory Perelman, who declined the math nobel prize. O.k. sorry it wasn’t the nobel prize it was the equivalent of it, the 2006 Fields Medal at the International Congress of Mathematicians. He turned it down because he doesn’t want to involve himself in self promotion. How cool is that. The guy figured out this:
Poincaré Conjecture
If we stretch a rubber band around the surface of an apple, then we can shrink it down to a point by moving it slowly, without tearing it and without allowing it to leave the surface. On the other hand, if we imagine that the same rubber band has somehow been stretched in the appropriate direction around a doughnut, then there is no way of shrinking it to a point without breaking either the rubber band or the doughnut. We say the surface of the apple is “simply connected,” but that the surface of the doughnut is not. Poincaré, almost a hundred years ago, knew that a two dimensional sphere is essentially characterized by this property of simple connectivity, and asked the corresponding question for the three dimensional sphere (the set of points in four dimensional space at unit distance from the origin). This question turned out to be extraordinarily difficult, and mathematicians have been struggling with it ever since.
I’m not quite understanding how you can shrink a rubber band to a single point without breaking the apple or the band by moving it slowly. Pop, can you clear that up for me? I don’t know what great significance this has for the world but the point I want to make is the guy was able to crack this old riddle and they (whoever they are) wanted to award him with it and he declined it because it’s the idea that counts not the man that came up with the idea. It’s the reverse of what Mick Jagger said “It’s the singer, not the song” Nope, in my case “It’s the song, not the singer”.
but there I go, being hypocritical, I went ahead and talked about the guy and his idea but praised him for doing it instead of just praising the idea. shit. With pride and vanity we (the world) become a group of individuals, if we were to lose pride and vanity and envy and wrath and lust and sloth and gluttony we (the world) might become an individual group.
I’m a dreamer tommy, get on the fuckin’ van.
collective
June 12, 2008 | Filed Under quick thoughts | 9 Comments
I like the idea of collectives. I’m gonna be on and off on this blog all day. It is 10:19 right now. I’ll record the time when I’m done. We’ll see. Hopefully it’s a good amount of time. I would blog right now, but I’m not feeling it. It should come at any moment though. Cause I wanna tell y’all about my idea’s on getting an empty lot in town and about Jeff and my idea’s with a music collective. We’re gonna break some ice. Fuck! Since I have been drinking black coffee I can really taste the acidity of the coffee. It’s fine at first but if it cools down it gets the acid taste really bad. Like that will stop me. You can’t stop me taste buds. Not a chance.
So, I’ve been dreaming of an idea about a community garden. I would like to get a lot in town in the vicinity of my and my friends houses and start a garden. Use up the whole land and devise a watering system from rain water. Just make the most of it. I could help bring the neighborhood even closer than it is. I guess there could be 2 ways of doing this. 1) Buy the lot myself. According to the Chief Appraiser the lots are appraised at $5,000. That’s not bad at all. The problem is the seller. I’ve talked to one and he’s trying to sell 2 lots for $30,000. If I was to buy a lot the taxes would run me about $100 a year. There is an Agricultural Exemption that would help drop the taxes. Which brings me to the 2nd way 2) Make an arrangement with the owner of the land. He let’s us use the land and he gets the exemption without having to do anything. We use the land until he decides to sell it or do something with it for himself.
The problem is getting the owner to listen to you without him assuming your trying to screw him on this. I really view this as a win-win situation. I can’t understand where it could go wrong. I guess it could only go wrong through human error. But isn’t that folly of all.
Jeff and I have an idea about a music collective. We both have different ideas on it that can link together as one. It’s a fuckin’ Voltron Collective, yeahhhh. But, correct me where needed Jeff, the idea is that we (the collective) have a building in town for us to practice, do shows, and show some independent movies. Also we can create 5-7 bands out of 11-12 of us. If we could get all of us on the road and doing shows we could clean up during a weekend in Austin. Go to Austin play 4-6 shows and come back. We could constantly have gigs in other towns and host shows in our own. please add on to this Jeff.
O.k it wasn’t as exciting of a blog as I was hoping. I thought i was gonna have a stream of words pour outta me, but nope. that’s my summary of my head.
cat’s in the wall II
June 10, 2008 | Filed Under g'mornin' | Leave a Comment
I just heard the mama cat calling out for her 2 young ones that got taken out yesterday. Man, only if she was a day early in returning to them would she still have them, because they wouldn’t have made so much noise and brought attention to themselves. Poor girl
cats in the wall
June 9, 2008 | Filed Under g'mornin' | 3 Comments
I was returning to my desk when I heard faint cries. I went to my desk and set my cup of coffee down. Just to satisfy my mind to make sure it wasn’t my imagination I went back into the hall to listen. And sure enough there are little kitten cries coming from the wall. I ask the janitor about it and he said they’ve known about the cats in there for 2 weeks. I can’t believe they haven’t made an attempt at getting them out. If it’s been 2 weeks they are probably getting big enough to start wondering. I would have those cats out in no time if it were up to me, that is if I had rights to go tearing through the walls. They should really pin point them down so they can get them out. My co-worker Steve said that one time that had a cat/kitten fall in between the walls of their house. His dad lowered a sheet down to it and the cat just climbed out on that. I thought that was cool. I need to get those cats out.
pinche scribe fire
June 9, 2008 | Filed Under g'mornin' | 1 Comment
Pinche scribe fire installed !Yahoo toolbar on my browser. Yeah, so I rode my bike to work today and I’m finding Nats crawling on me, because I had to ride through a few swarms of Nats. At least I know I’m not losing my mind and thinking things are crawling on me. We finally got a good rain here. It felt great. Now we just need the rest of the week to rain up like that. I made some good ribs and veggies last night. I marinated my ribs in Worcestershire, apple cider vinegar, pepper, salt, sirracha (spelling?), and a little bit of garlic rub a few hours before bbq’ing. I also cut up a fresh pineapple and put slices of pineapple all over my ribs. I made 3 packets of veggies. 1) Asparagus with lots of salt and pepper ground over and 5 slices of butter place on them. 2&3 Were a variety of mushrooms (I should have cut them in quarters instead of halves, but Jeff was still brave enough to try them, even though they were still too feathery for him, sorry jeff), red bell pepper, zucchini, yellow squash, yellow onion, sprinkled with Adoboe, pepper, and 4-6 slices of butter put on top of them. I ended up putting them on for the right amount of time, because they still had the proper crisp to them. That rain was great. I hope we get more of it.
another one bites the dust
June 6, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 2 Comments
I just learned that James Orlin Grabbe died on March 15th. He had a webpage that I really liked. With all kinds of links to paranormal, conspiracy, scientific, and plenty others. that’s all I know about him. It was a good page. Sad that I don’t get to read it anymore
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June 4, 2008 | Filed Under Gear-grinding | 3 Comments
Why can’t people check their e-mail or why can’t I like talking on the phone with people that don’t know what the fuck they are talking about. I could clear out a lot of my tickets on help desk if fuckin’ idiots just e-mailed me back. The ones that do e-mail; problem is solved, but most people are fuckin’ retarded and want their goddamn hand held as I try to tell them how many different ways they are wrong. They make no sense. This is my only outlet right now. And actually after I have typed this much and really accented my “fuckin’s” (you can’t tell but I really typed them hard) I feel a lot calmer. FUCK! One more for good measure.