January 2012
1 post
I Don't Know
I don’t know. Have no self confidence. Wish I knew. Baby, I don’t care.
We walk these streets together in my mind while all around all I see is waste.
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December 2011
1 post
Apocalypto
Any one severely depressed, just hang on, hang on. I know there’s a lot justifiably so, to be pissed about. But, if what’s been promised comes true, the Big Reveal (I don’t want to use the word apocalypse, because folks’ll start quoting books at me.), will arrive a year from now, at or near the break of Winter, 2012. Sure, the Mayan Calendar goes to ‘zero’ (it...
November 2011
2 posts
Yuuughh YaaagH
Ah! What a WASTE!!! If you’re watching TV on Thanksgiving in America after Football and Parades, it’s all about Companies wanting you to go Shopping! Dis-Gusting!
Think I’ll go buy me a British Army coat and some comic books.
What else is there to do, right? Huh, look for a new job, sleep in, die in yer sleep. Yah, right. I wish.
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Attention Whores
Hey, Geppeto, swimmin’ in the ghetto. Occupier’s etc. Think-Vietnamese/Tibetan Monks and Nuns. Risking the 500 lifetime delay. ‘Self-Immolation’ for attention. There’s a ‘bright’ idea, eh?
From the Montana 9930 handheld
October 2011
8 posts
America Why I'll Never Forgive Her
America: Remaking the world in her image, one Country at a time, quite ‘physically’ of late, too, I might add. British Petroleum Companies lie to all, saying we’re now all pc and environmentally sound. It’s bullshit, and everyone knows this. Yet, NOTHING is done about it. Why? Yeah, sure. What CAN be done? Go back to your net devices. Glaze over. Shut the expletive up....
My 2 Cents
Wall Street Stuff: 2 Cents: It’s now busting up violent, and I’m sure it’s not all inside instigated. No, I think some ‘NIXON’ types have ‘infiltrated’, to stir things up a bit, in order to mess it up. Ultimately, however, it will fail. More people will support the cause. It will live on, and, if it continues, will become another norm, just like Henry...
Kate Bush
“I was trying to say that, really, a man and a woman, can’t understand each other because we are a man and a woman. And if we could actually swap each other’s roles, if we could actually be in each other’s place for a while, I think we’d both be very surprised! [Laughs] And I think it would lead to a greater understanding. And really the only way I could think it...
Te Amo Muchisimo
The chief gig will be closed for a spell. My comrades are in pain right now and we’re at a loss for what goals to accomplish their happiness. Know that we love thee very much!
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The Hunger Games
The Lottery on steroids with a couple of manga titles thrown in. The next big thing on tween romance phenomena talk about town for people who don’t have anything else going. Might do well. Supposed to. But so what? Who cares? People real people are starving dying and nothing can be done. I guess, it’s right, really. Hang the sense. Read, enjoy. It’ll be ‘over’ before...
BLAME
F-U! Adobe Flash Player! (And or any one person thing, that doesn’t allow this nazi-jew-zealot-harlot-cancer-thing to be in or play on the device.) SHAME on all of YOU for allowing this. I blame steve jobs. Why can’t we watch whatever we want from our BlackBerry? Is it shortsightedness on their part for not allowing Adobe into play? And, who gave them all the marbles? Fuck Adobe!!!...
WORK
It is a relative term. Some people see it as dull drudgery. Others, as HELL! And still other’s, just something to do. As a means to an end for me, it’s often all of the above for me, and MORE! Yes, like I do, and maybe only me, I pack everything and ‘else’ in there, as well. Yeah, sure, why not? You’re here/there, alive, and all that, so, why not? And why not be where...
September 2011
7 posts
Weekend Bitter Blues
AND each weekend, I destroy myself, in a unique and inventive way, every time. Mostly, it’s just financial. See how far I can go to the outer edge, of bankruptcy. Am I really trying to help? Retail therapy. Vain, hopeless, misguided for sure, always! {From The Handheld}
IRN-BRU
“Your body needs to be held and to hold, to be touched and to touch. None of these needs is to be despised, denied, or repressed. But you have to keep searching for your body’s deeper need, the need for genuine love. Every time you are able to go beyond the body’s superficial desires for love, you are bringing your body home and moving toward integration and unity.”
—Henri Nouwen
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DUH!
SUN. SEPT. 11, 2011 When it’s 20 year’s ago today, I’m going to play the Beatle’s Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band. Hope is I live that long. It’s Sunday, September 11, and, I think: We’ve learned absolutely nothing. And there was a tweet on Twitter, and it posted an article about these 70,000.000 Battle Ships. This was in 1938, and each ship...
Water In The Pool
One of these Blogs won’t accept from one of these addresses, and I’m not sure if I know which one. I don’t mind. I don’t care. I’m going to make it to Friday, and I hope I have money to spare. I really do want to get my next bill paid well in time with the next paycheck, and to be able to visit a Lady I know. From the Montana 9930 handheld
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OK, WHO OR WHAT, IS NEXT?
Syria’s next, right? Yeh-hah! Then, KOREA, right? (I’m looking forward to the influx of the girls here then. You remember Viet Nam, right?) Then, U.S.A.?
August 2011
1 post
Swimming This Morning Or, Up Before The Dawn
When I went swimming with the Moon this morning, I saw Orion, laying on top of Saddleback Mountain, his Sword stabbing into her heart. …Sirius, his Dog, was off, wandering space, some where. Delivered Via Akasha
July 2011
1 post
Bots Will Follow This
Here come the bots: I’m balancing my budget this weekend. Hope is I’ll be able to pay my phone bill and the wife and I will ‘still’ be able to ‘get together’. If not, well, at least I’ll have my financial house in order. My mom even’d be proud. Shiva, rest her soul! Right, now, where’s that artificial sweetener free, Lemon-Lime soda, sans...
June 2011
6 posts
DEFINITELY
Definitely not ‘into’ the ‘stupidity’ that is most things in of ‘life’. http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/rats-with-wings/5108239?productTrackingContext=center_search_results
Stupidity and the Thing that Was
FRIDAY, JUNE 24, 2011 IT’S 2 O’CLOCK ON A FRIDAY AFTERNOON. And I’m just now realizing I no longer like men as a species, but enjoy the company of women, even less. I mean, because of their biological clocks, they’re ticking time-bombs! I can’t properly deal with that. How do I handle something so explosive? I want, long, pine, for YOUTH. Fresh young skin and...
Just Heard Some Church Music On Here
If I had wanted to hear some church music, I’d have gone to chapel. But any way, it was beautiful. The ‘acoustics’ trip. Echo-y. Right. Well, we’re going to either go backwards to meat and the animal fat and survive that way, or we’re going to “evolve” some how, into the next incarnation. So, gimmie that old time new edition and get me back home to...
SUMMER
FIRST Day of Summer? Longest day of the year. The rest will be by increments, less…and…less. Okay. It IS humid. The pool was 80 degrees at 3 o’clock! The air temp outside, around 64. Inside the house, it was 70 or 71 degrees. Again, though I’ve no way of measuring, the humidity is HIGH. Air feels ‘thick’. Enjoy!...
Tracy Morgan's Bit (Adult Themed Music) Restricted...
Heard and saw this Comic Tracy Morgan thing. Heard he said something that’s got folks up in arms. He’s a regular on a show in addition to his other work that he does, he’s a stand up comedian and was doing that recently, that is, he was working for someone else at the time, doing his wild stuff that, I guess he does and is ‘known’ for? Well, he goes and says some...
LIFE, An Assessment
Life’s basically a Cold Comfort Farm. We don’t all know what’s gone on behind shed. http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/rats-with-wings/5108239?productTrackingContext=center_search_results
May 2011
14 posts
Thankful Things, A Warm Car
Get into a WARM car on a cool day after being pretty much COLD most of the day, esp sic in Break Rooms, where for some reason, they have Air Conditioner on COLD. Nice. http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/rats-with-wings/5108239?productTrackingContext=center_search_results
Let Me Get This Perfectly Clear
I may or may not be a crook, but I can tell you what, thing’s certainly are ‘interesting’ if not vexing, or thoroughly unsatisfying at least. More coffee? Sure. OK, is not OK. Tornado, Check. Volcano elsewhere, that they said wouldn’t interrupt air travel, but actually is, Check. Horses with herpes, (It Kills them.) Check. Germany’s being hit with an eColi outbreak,...
Enjoying The Day, or The Day We Didn't Go Camping...
Still seems early, but, 8 is the ‘accepted’ Leaf Blower time. I hate it. Enjoying the cool gray day here along with Black Phoebes and Humming Birds. http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/rats-with-wings/5108239?productTrackingContext=center_search_results
SHUT IT!!!
HERE WE ARE at the local koffy-klatch, with all the well-meaning, ‘right’ thinking, yenta-bitches (Redundant? I think not.), planning their next ‘crusade’ of solving the world’s problems\creating yet another realm/layer of irri-feck-n-tation to the world at large, first by acting locally, via thinking globally, but really, doing everyone a grand disservice. SHUT THE...
DO YOU REALIZE?
So, do you realize old sailors or sailors of yore probably used to have sex with manatees? No, wait, scratch that. You can edit that out, can’t you?
Any way, while I was on the couch the other day in dirty white briefs and not much else, feet up, one hand on the remote the other…ON MY CHIN…I pondered that, it occurred to me thus:
Some ass-jack decided to say that YOU CAN BE ANY...
Black Cat Fireworks Or, Lady Fingers
As a kid it was all about the M-80, a toilet breaking 1/4 stick as it were. But only of legend, and few and far in between. As kids, we used to get tiny paper things called Lady Fingers, light, and throw them at one another, and this, In-Side the house. Lame. Stupid. Kids. Had some cool red ones just smaller than ‘AAA’ batteries, with short-ish, stiff, yellow fuses. Most of our stuff...
“Whatever the circumstances, whatever the emotional factor, we as a race cannot...”
– Please wake up. (via dearantidiary)
The Other Day
The other day I was laughing. Probably at something stupid someone said. Then I sat still a moment and started to cry. I stopped, noted what I was doing, what was happening, and then, it stopped. I wanted it to go on however. I wanted to cry and wash away my bad shit inside. Crying’s good from time to time, as it does indeed sluice out greed/stupidity/insanity/lame-ness, you name it…as...
Sam, Juan, and Hills
SAM, JUAN AND HILL(s) “What in Sam Hill has gotten into you?” My Mother used to say. And “Jimminy Cricket!” ‘ON’ would be more apropos, no? What ON Sam Hill…if it’s a Hill, and not what, a person? Right. So, you know, San Juan. That was the Hill they stormed ‘ON’, right? WRONG! It was another next to it, a hummock, [Kettle Hill] that sounded less interesting, and so San Juan it was. Like,...
TIME
Geez, you certainly are taking your time with my posts. I wonder about you. Think I’ll go to Ontario, buy some shoes.
WHAT
Are you just going to sit and waste my time? What do you want from me? Am I to…well we don’t have a shower here. No kidding. Do you know a place where we can go and … It was these and other things I was brooding upon of an early cool Monday evening last May and I can’t even recall what resolution if any I’d reached. Life goes that way from time to time and it’s...
Bachman Turner is in Overdrive
In the background playing on the Harmon Kardon on one, the Bose, the other, sound coming in from the two houses I possess on both corners around me, is a tune off the random sampler I don’t yet recognize, but at a conclusion to the mid-point of this ugly, confusing, and meandering screed, I just may be able to pick it out. Not only is it cool and overcast and is the coffee hot and not...
Tweet
5/5/11 Blur. No sex. No booze. Just great food & harsh film ‘INCENDIES’. Delivered Via Aether
April 2011
2 posts
Yesterday, After Work
After work yesterday I was done with being out doors and was not yet comfortable with being IN side with fracken AC going full blast, but it was my 2 options yesterday, until I read an article or 2 in the OC Weekly, and sipped my coffee some. Which I did, outside, in the shade, at a table near some Russian thugs, who were boasting to each other about latest exploits. THEN, I went home, to eat and...
DO I HAVE TO?
Yes, as a matter of pure circumstance, you do. Sad to say, but it’s true. You do have to leave at some point, before you’re done or whatever, doesn’t matter a whit. I was at work the other day, earplugs in due to the incredibly loud sound level, a screeching droning stressful down-pressing on the body the soul kind of affair, and was just considering, inside my head, my voice to...
March 2011
5 posts
Diaspora? Sea Change.
Mass Exodus. How do we look back on this time? Hope. There is time. Forward, be forewarned. It will come to pass. It does occur. This did happen. Delivered Via Aether
RUN!
At my usual shell collecting spot, on sands of time, the other day. Water began rushing out, away from shore. I turned around and ran inland, towards Garfield avenue, as quickly as my bursitis, sleep apnea, angina, sinusitis, and sciatica would allow. Delivered Via Aether
Try To Remember, But Forget September
Be grateful you have running fresh water, electricity, commodes that work. Food on the shelves and in refrigerators. Infrastructure, and places to go as well as people to hug, albeit expensive ventures, be grateful, always!
IT'S FRIDAY! WHAT DO I SMELL?
FRI. MAR. 4th, 2011 WOKE with the smell of iron in my face. What is that, blood? Sex? Magic? Took a shower and washed away my fears. Or do I mean tears? Awoke this morning at 6 o’clock to the pre-dawn light leaking into my room, it was a disturbing sandwich of light and dark, nestled between vast off white vertical ‘blinds’, nasty, long since weighted, and holding down, with...
The Day A New Month Notes At 3 A.M.
TUE. MAR. 1st, 2011 The music is very soft, pliant, comfortable. It comes on subdued, sweet, like a new, fresh scent, with which to apply for the new day, of the new month, at an old job, with an ever expectant hope that great opportunities will arise that one can take advantage and be fulfilled in life, like never before. New love, new job, fresh chances other than what one has done before....
February 2011
7 posts
Pondering
Sure hope these gals who put cellphones in right rear pockets have insurance. Delivered Via Aether
El Matador
Today I Shot a picture of the bas relief visage from a carousel or merry-go-round at a shopping center in Irvine. Posted it as my Profile pic. Posted this pronouncement:
Si, call me Senior Matador, because I am here for one purpose and one purpose only: To deal with the BULL that is LIFE! I capture it, question it, ponder it, expose it, and pass it around...much like we all do. Nothing much else to do, can't do a little, can't do enough. Just like my hero: H.R. Puff N' Stuff.
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