Please go over to PerfectBlueBuildings and send your bloggy support to Camie, while her mom is wrestling health issues...
We are all with you, Vog!
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Fluffy see, Fluffy do
Ok, why not? I'm stealing the Tarot theme from Perfect Blue Buildings and Camie just to see what I come up!
You are The Sun
Happiness, Content, Joy.
The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.
Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.
The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you your day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
Gooooong!
It's late. I'm tired but I can't sleep. I feel sort of hollow, sort of like I'm made of glass or some kind of vibrating metal. Not that that's bad; maybe I'm more honest now. I've been going from item to item, thing to thing, just trying to get by. The end of the month will let me know if I've been bullshitting myself, which is what I feel is so. I wish I could feel something about it, but if I stop to feel, I think I'll fall over. So I vibrate and ring. What to give thanks for? I'm not sure now, and please, no platitudes or cliches, or I'll give thanks less. Maybe we should use the word "blame" to mean the opposite of "thank." For those we feel grateful to we say "thank you;" maybe those feel ungrateful to we should say, "blame you very much!" Perhaps a sub-language which would allow us to give form to all our evil notions, form like cloth, like an evil velvet that feels really good but is just too impractical to wear for long. Maybe we should take some words and purposely strip them of any subtle meanings. Have some way of belittling people who "oversubtle" their words. Let's see what language we get then.
Maybe I'm just tired and without any ...thing at all, and should just stay sleepin'.
Yawn.
Maybe I'm just tired and without any ...thing at all, and should just stay sleepin'.
Yawn.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Ladies, you gots ta work it out!
I do a bit of singing on this blog, and now it's time for the zaftig contingent to re-cip-ro-cate! Go ahead, play this number and try not to sing along, I dare you!
If you are feeling especially brave put up your own rendition on YouTube!
If you are feeling especially brave put up your own rendition on YouTube!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Speaking of both Vog and food.
Hey, Camille come pick up your Lime Cilantro Shrimp! (plus others) I had to stand 6 hours on my bad feet to get it, and I still have no feeling in some of my toes...
Given my profile picture...
Who here would want to see Vog and I play Guitar Hero 2 with two controllers on a YouTube video?
Henry Rollins, anybody?
Henry Rollins, anybody?
Speaking of food.
I seem to have haunted steak knives. My friends Bob and Sally gave me a small set for Xmas, and they're good and sharp, but the handles are much lighter than my regular knives. One night, while washing dishes, I misjudged where I had one of these speedy beasties and I wound up stabbing the palm of my hand somewhat badly! I still occasionally have pain in it! Tonight I whacked a thumb! Damn it! (fortunately not my "miniature golf" thumb!)
Good thing I don't have a blender ...
Good thing I don't have a blender ...
Foods I ain't eatin!
Pickled Pigs Feet
"Cracklin'"
Any fish. Especially if they still have the head attached! They look too much like relatives that way.
Any fancy pantsy term for some kinda baked/broiled/fried animal genitality.
Green Peppers (love 'em, but they sure as hell don't love me)
Any food that smells like something that leaves the body, instead of going in it!
Things made of soy that shouldn't be.
Give your list kids!
"Cracklin'"
Any fish. Especially if they still have the head attached! They look too much like relatives that way.
Any fancy pantsy term for some kinda baked/broiled/fried animal genitality.
Green Peppers (love 'em, but they sure as hell don't love me)
Any food that smells like something that leaves the body, instead of going in it!
Things made of soy that shouldn't be.
Give your list kids!
Thursday, November 09, 2006
This modern world
A long time ago I read that Daniel Day Lewis divorced his 8 1/2 month pregnant wife by fax, which I thought was pretty cold! Now, I don't know if that's true, but K-Fed got his divorce notice from Britney Spears by text message and someone was filming him at that exact moment so it wound up on YouTube! This is a new all-time record in...something, I'm not sure what, but something.
From the Superficial:
http://thesuperficial.com/2006/11/kevin_federline_was_told_over.html
I lost track who's image this is...I will give proper credit when I find out who.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
"Ix-nay the ober-say," my closest books told me
The carrion birds
Were horny for words
As they circled St. Vincent Millay,
And if Bourbons were wishes,
They'd meet Christopher Hitchens,
In the harbor of ol' Botany Bay.
For no rosary would save you,
Nor the living God that made you,
From the wisdom of good Tanqueray.
While our vices make friends
With our achievable ends,
And we're drinkin' and thinkin' all day.
Were horny for words
As they circled St. Vincent Millay,
And if Bourbons were wishes,
They'd meet Christopher Hitchens,
In the harbor of ol' Botany Bay.
For no rosary would save you,
Nor the living God that made you,
From the wisdom of good Tanqueray.
While our vices make friends
With our achievable ends,
And we're drinkin' and thinkin' all day.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Lazy Bastard!
Hello my blog, we're on good terms,
We talk a lot,
But when I need you, whatcha' got?
Crisis many, head's in a fog,
Best thing last week? Halloween with Family Vog,
Why can't you write it, the Halloween thing?
I'm just too tired, and don't make me sing!
When I type it, it comes out crap,
Just this once, for me, please do it,
While I take a nap.
We talk a lot,
But when I need you, whatcha' got?
Crisis many, head's in a fog,
Best thing last week? Halloween with Family Vog,
Why can't you write it, the Halloween thing?
I'm just too tired, and don't make me sing!
When I type it, it comes out crap,
Just this once, for me, please do it,
While I take a nap.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
As I clean the lint filter of my mind, MORE Fluffy Notions emerge!
1.) If you could talk to just one species of animal, what species do you think you could have the most fun conversations with?
2.) Go to five totally unrelated blogs and write comments -- with linkage! -- that speak very highly about the blog of a good friend, and how much they love this blogs topics.
3.) Assume you are Hannibal Lecter and that you have been placed in the Lord of the Rings novels. What one character's liver do you eat with fava beans and a nice chianti?
4.) What famous blogger -- that you don't know personally -- would you like to have a romantic relationship with?
One Night Stand or Deep Commitment?
2.) Go to five totally unrelated blogs and write comments -- with linkage! -- that speak very highly about the blog of a good friend, and how much they love this blogs topics.
3.) Assume you are Hannibal Lecter and that you have been placed in the Lord of the Rings novels. What one character's liver do you eat with fava beans and a nice chianti?
4.) What famous blogger -- that you don't know personally -- would you like to have a romantic relationship with?
One Night Stand or Deep Commitment?
10 Fluffy Notions
Lord knows we have struggled from time to time for bloggy topics to write about! So I put my brain in MetaFluffy mode just to give us some ideas to choose from. Have at it!
1.) You're in a limo with a pretty big wad of cash, in your favorite city in the world, and you want to have the best evening of your life. What do you do? Do you do it alone? If not, with who?
2.) You can get away with one illegal action without getting arrested, but if it's dangerous you might be stopped by the person you are trying to do this to. What do you do?
3.) In your most respectful, non-obscene, sincere voice how would you tell someone they had a great ass?
4.) Pick someones blog that you like. Ask them to write a post about something you are interested in, even if they are not. If they do it, do the same for them. If they don't, write about your feelings of rejection.
5.) Have a "blog conversation" with someone else's blog; They write a post; you directly respond with a post of your own. They respond to that. Make it at least twice through. If you can, have a third party pick the topic.
6.) By some miracle, your worst enemy will accept either a dog or a cat from you as a pet. What do you give them?
7.) You and your five best friends all agree to take two weeks off together. They will let you pick either where you go or what you will all do together, but not both. Which do you take?
8.) Think of the bloggers you like to read. Which one of them would you like to see in elected office? Why?
9.) Think of your favorite person. What would you most want to give/do/share for them, assuming that they will never get to know that it would come from you?
10.) Describe how your high school age self and your 90 year old self would think about you today, especially your blog.
1.) You're in a limo with a pretty big wad of cash, in your favorite city in the world, and you want to have the best evening of your life. What do you do? Do you do it alone? If not, with who?
2.) You can get away with one illegal action without getting arrested, but if it's dangerous you might be stopped by the person you are trying to do this to. What do you do?
3.) In your most respectful, non-obscene, sincere voice how would you tell someone they had a great ass?
4.) Pick someones blog that you like. Ask them to write a post about something you are interested in, even if they are not. If they do it, do the same for them. If they don't, write about your feelings of rejection.
5.) Have a "blog conversation" with someone else's blog; They write a post; you directly respond with a post of your own. They respond to that. Make it at least twice through. If you can, have a third party pick the topic.
6.) By some miracle, your worst enemy will accept either a dog or a cat from you as a pet. What do you give them?
7.) You and your five best friends all agree to take two weeks off together. They will let you pick either where you go or what you will all do together, but not both. Which do you take?
8.) Think of the bloggers you like to read. Which one of them would you like to see in elected office? Why?
9.) Think of your favorite person. What would you most want to give/do/share for them, assuming that they will never get to know that it would come from you?
10.) Describe how your high school age self and your 90 year old self would think about you today, especially your blog.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
You say...
I forgot to say I had another of my dreams last night, so I pass it along.
I have a good friend named Lucy Krawinkel who, at present, lives in Seattle. Need to know this for the story.
In the dream I'm going to different places here in A2, and surprisingly, at different times, people come up to me and give me film equipment. It's not like I take it home; I leave in the places where it was given to me, and I know that no one will touch it, and I leave it there, knowing it's mine. Lenses, cameras, lights, dollys, you name it. This goes on for weeks. One night, I'm lying half-asleep on my little loveseat in front of the TV, while the Astaire-Rogers movie "Shall We Dance" drones on in the background. Suddenly, the DVD stops right near the beginning of the song "Let's Call The Whole Thing Off," (the potato-pohtatoe, tomato-tomatoe song) This wakes me up. I get up and walk slowly towards the TV with a soundtrack playing, kind of an electronic version of the Pachabel canon, and I walk into the TV, and into the scene. Astaire and Rogers are sitting on a parkbench wearing roller skates, about to do the song. Rogers is wearing a tailored tweed suit coat and skirt, and a kind of womans version of a man's fedora. Underneath the suit coat, Rogers seems to be wearing a black sweater with a jeweled pin right in the center. Rogers' character in the film is named Linda Keene, and the pin is a stylized "LK." When I walk into the scene, I stop and Rogers turns to look at me and says, "Well, what are you waiting for?" and my eye zooms in on the pin. I know what to do. I call Lucy, ("L:K") fly her from Seattle, and the two of us go around town using "my" film equipment to shoot the two of us doing that whole song, singing, dancing and roller skating...just for our own delight....
I looked to see if that pin is actually in the film or did my mind just make it up. Nope, it's there. I didn't even recall seeing it, but my subconscious must have and connected it to the world...
I have a good friend named Lucy Krawinkel who, at present, lives in Seattle. Need to know this for the story.
In the dream I'm going to different places here in A2, and surprisingly, at different times, people come up to me and give me film equipment. It's not like I take it home; I leave in the places where it was given to me, and I know that no one will touch it, and I leave it there, knowing it's mine. Lenses, cameras, lights, dollys, you name it. This goes on for weeks. One night, I'm lying half-asleep on my little loveseat in front of the TV, while the Astaire-Rogers movie "Shall We Dance" drones on in the background. Suddenly, the DVD stops right near the beginning of the song "Let's Call The Whole Thing Off," (the potato-pohtatoe, tomato-tomatoe song) This wakes me up. I get up and walk slowly towards the TV with a soundtrack playing, kind of an electronic version of the Pachabel canon, and I walk into the TV, and into the scene. Astaire and Rogers are sitting on a parkbench wearing roller skates, about to do the song. Rogers is wearing a tailored tweed suit coat and skirt, and a kind of womans version of a man's fedora. Underneath the suit coat, Rogers seems to be wearing a black sweater with a jeweled pin right in the center. Rogers' character in the film is named Linda Keene, and the pin is a stylized "LK." When I walk into the scene, I stop and Rogers turns to look at me and says, "Well, what are you waiting for?" and my eye zooms in on the pin. I know what to do. I call Lucy, ("L:K") fly her from Seattle, and the two of us go around town using "my" film equipment to shoot the two of us doing that whole song, singing, dancing and roller skating...just for our own delight....
I looked to see if that pin is actually in the film or did my mind just make it up. Nope, it's there. I didn't even recall seeing it, but my subconscious must have and connected it to the world...
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