2009.07.04 05:56:57

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2009.07.02 21:22:56

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Queue the happy music, pan out and show me partying with fluffy animals.

2009.07.01 23:59:16

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It’s no wonder that we need God in our lives.  How ignorant do my words sound because I’m desperate to be fulfilled?  Put a Christian perspective on my desires and wishes and you say I’m cutting myself off from god.   You call it a sin. 

Sin is nothing more than brainwashed bugaboo.  If you do not become inspired by your ups and downs, your hi’s and lows; if you cannot create from breathing in and out; if you would rather be complacent in your misery, then I agree you need something.  You must grab on to your mystical life raft.  One that floats in the smooth waters of Jesus made clouds and wine; one that “forgives” you of your god-given guilt.    It’s a snake chasing its tail.  It’s spiritual Zoloft.

So, say your prayers and sleep well.

2009.06.30 13:15:10

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iphone listeners

by peterldg

I Dont

and I Dont

and I'm holding on

and I'm holding on

A Thousand Times you've asked me to come

Into my life I want you to run

and I'm holding on

and I'm holding on

You and I we've been through this

So many times I don't know who I'm with

I'm holding On

but I'm holding on

and I dont 

I dont want

and I dont

I dont need

but I'm holding on

but I'm holding on

So many times you've left me alone

how many times can I hold on to hope

I'm holding on

I'm holding on

and I dont 

I dont want

and I dont

I dont need

but I'm holding on

and I'm holding on

A mystery the way you've been treating me

your broken lies and my broken dreams

but I'm holding on

and I'm holding on

and I dont

I dont want

and I dont

I dont need

but I'm holding on

and I'm holding on

 

2009.06.30 09:46:16

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2009.06.29 10:24:40

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Has on a white t-shirt with big black letters:

"Relax Gringo, I'm here legally"

 

2009.06.27 02:29:25

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2009.06.26 05:08:19

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God gives her gift. People on this planet are all the same except their talent.  It’s the one thing that makes us all different. 

 

Please share your talent. 

 

I remember the Thriller record:

 

One time I got Caught dancing to the record.  I thought I was all alone but my oldest brother and his girlfriend caught me Dancing around the living room to the music.  What I remember is not the embarrassment of the moment but the complete joy I was feeling when I got caught.  I was trying to feel Michael’s music, trying to capture his talent through the music.  I could feel the way he carried the rhythm and melody in his songs.  I could feel and hear joy.

 

It’s one of the happiest times I can remember.

 

Even though you didn’t get caught dancing to Michael Jackson, his talent is undeniable.  I loved him.

 

 "Keep The Faith"

If You Call Out Loud
Will It Get Inside
Through The Heart Of Your Surrender
To Your Alibis
And You Can Say The Words
Like You Understand
But The Power's In Believing
So Give Yourself
A Chance * 'Cause You Can
Climb The Highest Mountain
Swim The Deepest Sea, Hee
All You
Need Is The Will To Want It
And Uhh, Little Self-Esteem
So Keep The Faith
Don't Let Nobody Turn You 'Round
You Gotta Know When It's Good To Go
To Get Your Dreams
Up Off The Ground
Keep The Faith, Baby, Yea
Because It's Just
A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out
Believe In Yourself
No Matter What It's Gon' Take
You Can Be A Winner
But You Got
To Keep The Faith
...Gon' Keep It Brother
You Got It * And When You Think Of Trust
Does It Lead You Home
To A Place That You Only Dream Of
When You're All Alone
And You Can Go
By Feel 'Stead Of Circumstance
But The Power's In Beliving
So Give Yourself A Chance
I Know That You Can Sail Across The Water
Float Across The Sky, High
Any Road That You Take
Will Get You There
If You Only Try
So Keep The Faith, Ow
Don't Let Nobody Take You Down,
Brother
Just Keep Your Eyes On The Prize And Your Feet
Flat On The Ground
Keep The Faith, Baby, Yea
Because It's Just A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out *
I Told My Brother How To Do The Thing Right
Lift Up Your Head And Show The World You Got Pride
Go For What You Want
Don't Let 'Em Get In Your Way
You Can Be A Winner
But You Got To Keep The Faith
Gon' Keep It Brother
You Got It
I Know That Keepin' The Faith
Means Never Givin' Up On Love
But The Power That Love Has To Make It Right
Makes It Makes It Right
Keep The Faith
Don't Let Nobody Turn You 'Round Brother
You Got To KnowWhen It's Good To Go
To Get Your Dreams Up Off The Ground
Keep The Faith Baby, Yea
Because It's Just A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out
Better Stand Up And Act Like You Wanna Do Right
Don't Play The Fool For The Rest Of Your Life
Work On It Brother And You'll Make It
Someday Go For What You Want
And Don't Forget The Faith
Look At Yourself
And What You Doin' Right Now
Stand Back A Minute
Just To Check Yourself Out
Straighten Out Your Life
And How You're Livin' Each Day
Get Yourself Together
'Cause You Got To Keep The Faith
Uh, Uh, Uh
Don't Let Nobody Take You Down, Brother
Just Keep Your Eyes On The Prize
And Your Feet Flat On The Ground
Keep The Faith, Baby, Yea
Because It's Just A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out
Lift Up Your Mind
Before Your Mind Gets Blown
Some Things In Life
You Best Just Leave Them Alone
Go For What You Want
Don't Let It Get In Your Way
You Can Make It Happen
But Ya Got Ta Keep The Faith
Gon' Keep It Brother
You Got To Keep The Faith
Yeah Keep The Faith
Gon' Keep It Sister
You Got To Keep The Faith
Now, Now
I'll Show My Brotha
How To Do The Thing Right
Lift Up Your Head
And Show The World You Got Pride
Go For What You Want
Don't Let 'Em Get In Your Way
You Can Be A Winner
If You Keep The Faith
Straighten Out Yourself
And Get Your Mind On Track
Dust Off Your Butt
And Get Your Self-Respect Back
You've Known Me Long Enough
To Know That I Don't Play
Take It Like You Want It
But You Got To Keep The Faith Gon'
Don't Let Nobody Take You Down
Just Keep Your Eyes On The Prize
And Get Your Feet Back On The Ground
Keep The Faith, Baby, Yea
Because It's Lust
A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out
But Till That Day I Said You've Got To Keep The Faith!

2009.06.26 03:11:25

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When being indoctrinated into the military way of life, rank rules.  You must not go over your rank;  You are what you rank.

 

Real capitalism requires a complete cross section of representation.  To understand your customer’s wants, needs, and desires your workforce must represent your customers.  Military personnel only understand the people they rank with.  It is the ultimate nepotism; the kind that defense contractors are infected with.  The most expensive bureaucratic engines on the planet are failing because of it.  The more soldiers our economy/government must hire, the more nepotism and rank-rot* get injected into our shrinking GDP. 

 

The Military relies on rank. Do not question your superiors, don’t even fucking talk to them!

 

Rank is not an appropriate measurement of ideas.

 

*(In the future, when scholars speak of "rank-rot", I'd like to be credited with this term. Thanks.)

2009.06.25 23:30:53

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Yesterday, because The UAW union is on strike, I had to go to the pack/ship warehouse to help out.

I smiled, put on my big-ass safety glasses and made my way.  When I got there they gave me a massive bag of metal washers. My new job was to count twenty-five of these washers and put them in smaller plastic bags.  I did this until the entire bag was gone.  It took me about two hours.  While counting washers I had some revelations:

1. Counting Washers sucks worse than my shitty job.

2. I wonder how much the Union person makes to count washers?

When I finished counting washers I left the warehouse.  They asked me to go back today but I just went home.  I'm not counting washers.

2009.06.24 02:39:53

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I was watching the news again and heard the term GUARDIAN COUNCIL.  This is the council that decided not to annul the most recent Iran elections.   

Again, my mind turned directly to Star Wars and the Jedi Council. 

I believe I'm on to something.

Islamic Guardian Council Coat of Arms

Jedi Council Coat of Arms

2009.06.23 23:30:36

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If you don't think this techno packed, high adrenaline narrative is awesome then you don't know good.

A terriffic read about tracking down a stolen iPhone. 

 

2009.06.23 04:50:33

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2009.06.22 21:33:28

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So, it’s my first Father’s Day without my father.  I try not to think about it.  I don’t think I ever got dad anything on Father’s Day when he was alive.

 

Still, I let it touch me.  What’s Dad doing?  Oh yeah, he’s dead.  Well, I should call mom then. 

 

I tell people I’m using my dad as an excuse to fuck up.  My dad is dead so I’m gonna be miserable and do whatever I want.

 

What is grief?  Is it feeling sorry for yourself?  Do you let grief happen?  Or do you fend it off?  If you think grief is bad now, what if you let it really happen.  What kind of misery filled shit-hole would you be in?

 

Grief is bullshit really.  I told my brother that everyone dies so we better just hike up our nut-sacks and get done with being pussies.  Everyone dies.  People’s dads are dying right now, people are making it through; people who have less to live for than me are making things happen and moving forward with life.  They aren’t using their dad’s death as a give-up.  How selfish is that?

 

But really, what else can I do?  I mean, he’s the one that’s dead.  Not me.  I’m buying Coors Light 18 packs whenever I want and driving my big-ass motorcycle around like I’m somebody.   

 

What is salvation? 

 

Salvation is preserving me from harm and unpleasantness.  Yeah, because thinking about my Dad being dead is pretty damn unpleasant.

 

So, I choose salvation.  Because grief would suck if I really let it happen.

2009.06.22 20:26:21

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Some things are like dreams but this was not. (A Dream)

 

Six black people sitting in Barnes and Nobles, they were reading poetry.  I stopped and watched.  This is more like performance art.  There was a woman reciting her poetry.  Her eyes were closed; she was waving her hand back and forth talking about giving up and using drugs.

 

Her peers were watching intently, not making a move.  She wasn’t loud but I could hear her clearly.  I was amused with her boldness.  I could never do such a thing.

 

A man calls out from over my shoulder, “Hey, keep it down.  Keep it DOWN over there.”

 

I was shocked.  I thought maybe it was staged?  It felt like a dream.  

 

The poetry group turned towards me.  Behind me was an older black man.  He was angry and wanted them to be quiet.

 

One of the men in the poetry group got up from his Barnes and Noble chair and made his way to the heckler. What would he say?

 

They were both angry.  “We have this area reserved sir.” 

 

“You need to be quiet.”

 

They were making A Scene.  I moved along. I left the scene.

 

The black woman, throughout all of this, kept reciting, kept performing her poetry.  Her eyes were closed, her hand waved back and forth.  She talked about giving up and using drugs.

 

2009.06.19 19:31:53

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A description from a local artist:

 

He wanted to record his live show.  They set up a tape deck to record the line-out on the sound board. The following day on the way to the next bar they decided to listen to the recording.  It was a good mix; you could hear every instrument clearly.  The vocals, the guitar, the bass, the drums and the harmonica. 

 

Except, there was no harmonica in the band last night?

 

The Demon can be heard playing on the recording following every change, twisting and turning with the melody.

 

Demons Love Music.

 

In my cube; listening intently to the music through my headphones.  I am completely without want or need.  I have nothing to do with my surroundings.  I am away now in a valley with deciduous trees all around, smells like honeysuckle.

 

Thanks friend.  I hear the music, the meaning behind the poetry, the flow of the melody and the turns of the arrangement.  

 

I don’t pass anybody, I am going the same speed as the others.  Without a word I can tell they hear the music too.  We all nod in agreement that things can be better.  Better for me, better for us.  I am waiting for our arrival.  It may come under the stairs or in a shallow puddle as Caroline or Ira Hayes. For good or for bad I wrap myself around the music and take it with me.  I feel my personal revolution.     Thanks.

2009.06.18 19:36:36

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Reviewing Edgar Allan Poe.

Doing some research this morning I realized the first publication of The Cask of Amontillado was printed in Godey's Lady's Book, June 1867.

This was the most popular periodical of the day.  Can you imagine literate people these days passing up US Weekly in preference for Poe?

Did you know Poe married his thirteen year old cousin.  When he filled out his marriage certificate he claimed she was twenty one.

His wife died of consumption.

   

2009.06.17 06:54:30

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Women go to the university to learn Self Esteem. Men go to learn humility.

2009.06.17 04:56:19

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Is it just me or does this Iranian thing sound like Star Wars Episode 4?

I just heard the US President give his deep concerns to the IRANIAN SUPREME LEADER about the recent elections.

Sounds like what Vader might call himself if he was referencing the Emperor. (No, this isn't a political joke.) (Okay, Maybe it is.)

2009.06.16 23:44:08

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I don’t have any original ideas.  Who has these things?

I am good at the following:

I am good at not saying much

I am good at not causing a scene

I am good at not talking about things I know nothing about

I am good at not talking when someone is talking to me. (unless I’m in an argument)

I am good at not changing the subject

I am good at not being orderly

I am good at not knowing it all

I am good at not being wrong