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I don't know why reading your post made me happy, Awwa. It seemed to describe a kind of misery, but in that I was realizing that you are so alive. Yes, yes, and so drunk. But alive, and expressive, and sometimes awkward but never inarticulate. Well, I guess I identify with you. I'm learning Human too. The new Harper's Index places the price of one dozen action figures of one's self at $889.45, complete with the prototype. I find two things interesting: What would I make it wear? What would be its accessories? My little faux leather handbag maybe. A bunch of books. A bald patch. A guitar. What would yours wear?  The ceo-phalopods are any of a variety of cephalopods which departed from their order and developed the ability to sustain a humanoid visage through the continuous flexing of musculature along their fleshy bodies. Cephalopods, such as the octopus, are known to camoflauge themselves to match their environment; the ceo-phalopod uses this ability to create the illusion that it is wearing an expensive Armani. Cephalopodea without this ability are relegated to purchasing suits in human establishments while in "the buff". This particular ceo-phalopod is of the order Teuthoidea (squid). All ceo-phalopodea are driven by money and power, and most own major businesses in the human niche. Not a worksafe link: This ad apparently ran in Brazil. I can't imagine they would be so brash. I checked it out and it looks like they might be fakes and Puma is suing but everything I read is inconsistent. XW heard the ad was real though.
jimmy X is the secret square! Congfrats X!! I'd never have imagined ever coming that close to, acceptance! WOW! My problem is as described at Yahoo group Awwaism... (Perhaps I'd like to be so lucky to have been a Van Gogh or Dylan Thomas)! I don't know how to say what I am feeling, other than to say, I am the man! I have rediscovered Art, in a new format. The computer is the new medium. It is the new paint brush. ePaintings. I have thousands of files. So many thousands, I'd not likely recogtnize each and every one. Yet it is as though one would document a Kaleidsescope, I save each file. I have kept alive philosophy in a new format, with new rules, impossed by new men! I seek Truth. I always point out the bad guy! Then again, I am not without sin. I am open to correction, and strive to be better. Few are those I know who can keep up. There are some I know, who guide me, may be my muse(s). My ugly art, becomes Art in their hands! Perhaps I am not so fragile as my ego beseeches. I feel ugly, tired, unheard, not useful, discarded, taken for granted, unacknowledged, undiscovered, unrecognized, unseen, unheard, unbelieved, impossible! And that's the least of my worries! I believe that my participation in this reality, has had some impact. It would be my want that that participation had some beneficial reward for myself, that I would find some satisfaction in my actions and reactions. And my want is that perhaps others found those actions to be beneficial. If that were the case, my satisfaction would come from their acceptance and support. I am a stupid artist wannabe. Perhaps I need to rethink what I have to offer. It hurts wanting to have so great a touch, and realizing, I am drunk, and ackward and undeliberate and inarticulate. But I am more a victim of my circumstance, a victim of my disability, than otherwise deliberately misinformative. Forgive me, my missives. Cherish the rare insights. X, sorry to have tried to make this about me. I guess you inspired me to think about my life. The reality is, it is about you! You will do great and wonderful things! Peace All! Awwa \A/
Aw HOLY SHIT!! Congratulations, x, it's most well deserved since you are brilliant. wonderful news, just wonderful news. I have a harvard school of public health hoodie because my work sponsors medical directors from CA community clinics to take Harvard's week long "Managing Ambulatory Health Care" course, but that's about as close as I'll ever get to Harvard. Which is fine for me, but I'm most excited for you! Congrats again....
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Wow, very cool. Congrats!
chiefwagonburner roseopal: I don't know what to say to them. I haven't posted in so long, so i don't want to just post suddenly and be like "hey. i got into harvard. bye" alien_proxy: It wouldn't be bad at all. It would be more awkward if you said nothing, because this is so huge. You're our prodigal sister. yep, so i'm in.
x >Your terror for the week, thanks media! But Chief, we've always been at war with Oceania! Awwa, glad you made it through the earthquake! As strange as it sounds to say that to someone in your particular State. CA is supposed to be slipping into the sea, but I guess we never got that memo. ...another Hallucinatory Encyclopedia entry... Hyla demoralis "The Peep Frog"  Hyla demoralis departed from their femoralis brethren when they developed minds capable of building the complex machinery they use to enhance their bodies. Unfortunately, advantageous adaptations often have concommitant deleterious effects. In the Peep Frog's case, their highly developed but crippled minds are fixated upon a multitude of congenital sexual perversions for which their various high tech accoutrements serve as mere paraphenalia. Their tastes are not bound by species. In short, the Hyla demoralis is watching you fuck...probably from miles and miles away.
jimmy Credit changes. Tales and legends from children in Dade's homeless shelters. Remember all that information you filled out on voter registration? Your terror for the week, thanks media!
chiefwagonburner "Sir, we have a breach" "Shut it down" "But sir the..." "I said shut it down" Watched a bit of Requiem For A Dream tonight. What a painful and amazing movie. Fantastic score as well. I really enjoyed an interview with Hubert Selby years ago. Has anyone read any of his other books? I'm not sure if I want to... -Some really great pictures - Matt Stuart. -US and weapons headed to Libya. -Ebola vaccine. -Nutrition Data on everything. -The future doesn't need us - Wired story by Bill Joy. Other side by the always optimistic Ray Kurzweil. I find all of the neoluddite and AI stuff fascinating, so avoid if it is not your cup of tea. Incidentally, anyone else seen the animatrix shorts regarding the robot rights/revolution/nation? I loved it. Yes, I am a giant nerd.
chiefwagonburner Haha nice, jimmy. Some good photos of Afganistan. I want my own island. Tour of streets in NZ. Nice one: President Bush found himself in the awkward position on Wednesday of calling the leaders of France, Germany and Russia to ask them to forgive Iraq's debts, just a day after the Pentagon said it was excluding those countries and others from $18 billion in American-financed Iraqi reconstruction projects.
chiefwagonburner Haha, coop! I get pissed off calls once in awhile, but for nothing consistent. The mortuary I worked at had a number like abc-dede. The San Diego Yellow Cab Taxi company had the phone number adc-bebe. I worked the graveyard shift, the only person in the mortuary for 8 hours, and every morning at roughly 2 am the drunks would start calling. “Blabla Mortuary, how may I help you?” “I neeeeeed a riiiiiiiiiiiiidddde…” “Haha. No you don’t. Not from me.” “Yesh, I’m on 5th & Market.” “-sigh. Sir, this is a mortuary.” “Haha, shhhhut-up.” “Fine, fine. I’ll call you a cab. 5th and Market, right? Hold please...” Sometimes I would have fun with it, but I always had this feeling that if I didn’t get them a ride and they tried to drive home, I would be seeing them in a few hours anyhow, so I made sure to expedite things and get them their cabs.
jimmy ...Anyone else getting the "American Bandstand" theme song stuck in their heads when the Dancin' Kirk picture is on the forum?? Anna, I have the same trouble with telephone numbers. I have been accused of being: (and for some reason not admitting it, which cheeses people off) a veterinarian's office, the security department at HomeGoods, and a lawyer. (what could be further from the truth?!) That last one is the worst because people are already pissed off when they call you. Yar. I complained about my cell phone having the new area code when I first got it, but I never get that volume of wrong numbers on my cell phone, because it's a "virgin" number that nobody else has ever used. Ooh, but it isn't anymore, I've had it for almost a year. Dirty laundry. I feel really boring lately and that's why I haven't posted much. I need some help in reentering topics of conversation that don't involve diapers...
coop Damn. That really sucks, Anna. Ah, nice deal Speck. Its funny that the beach was able to turn a really shitty human problem into something cool. Too bad it usually doesn't work out that way. Apparently 22mpg is "environmentally responsible". Uhg.
chiefwagonburner I didn't get a new camera, it belongs to my work, but it usually lives at my house... Or in my desk at work. Whatever, they can borrow it whenever they want! ha! So Glass Beach has so much glass because years ago, before recycling was the thing to do, the general Fort Bragg area used to chuck all their glass into the ocean near this beach and hence it has all washed up here as sea glass. Lovely, eh? The sparkling remains of a trash dump.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Chief, if it makes you feel any better, I just had to change my home phone number because people kept calling here for Albertsons, then getting angry with me when I'd tell them they were calling a private residence. So I put a greeting on my machine that told them to support the strike. HAH! To make matters even more weird, the phone company told me that my new number was *** *** ****, but then it was actually *** *** ***" (found out by callin my cell), but then when someone tried to call me with the second number it didn't work either, so I called my cell again and the number had changed AGAIN, this time to *** *** **^" I don't fucking understand.
Anna We had an Earthquake! That's we as in Central Virginians. Its epicenter was about 30 miles west of Richmond with a reading of 4.5 on the Richter scale. Here's a news snippet: "An earthquake was felt in much of central Virginia just before 4 o'clock Tuesday afternoon. The U.S. Geological Survey says it was a magnitude 4.5 quake centered about 15 miles southeast of Columbia and about 30 miles West of Richmond. There are no reports of injury." Here in Richmond, I was at work, on break, in our smoking room (a claustrophobic, barely ventilated, cinder block walled room, in the sub-basement of the parking deck, attached to where I work); when the guy sitting across from me said, "Do you hear that?" There was a low, building to crescendo rumbling, much like a large truck passing by on the street (except it got a bit louder than would be expected from our hearpoint and lasted a bit longer (30 seconds)). I said, "Yeah!" Then we both said, "Do you feel that?" The rumbling was accompanied by a building tremor, much as a truck passing by, but becoming more vibrant and lasting longer. I got up and walked out of the smoke room, into the parking deck, and upward toward the exit; thinking "(the ones who survived, left the premises)." By the time I'd walked to the parking deck exit, I was becoming rather cold. I'd left my coat at my desk, since I had not intended to leave the building any further than the smoking room. I decided that if I did not see people on the streets reacting hysterically, or if I did not see smoke or debris or other indication of a greater problem; that I'd return to the lobby of the building and ask security if they knew what had happened. By now the tremors were subsiding. It never became bouncy bouncy, knock you down sort of vibrations. But they were undeniably stronger than the usual traffic variety. By the time I reached the lobby (all told maybe 1 minute from the onset), people were leaving the building, milling about in the lobby and otherwise disoriented; and I had decided it was an earth tremor. The security guard had not heard nor seen nor otherwise been informed as to what had happened. I told him that I believed it had been an earthquake. Another employee agreed that it was possible and said that we should go to the break room (different from the smoke room, with chairs and tables, snacks and such) and see if there was anything being reported on the TV. Sure enough, a broadly grinning weatherman from one of the local channels, said that it was a small earthquake. Broadly grinning because other than predicting hurricanes, tornados, blizzards, or severe thunderstorms, he has many a slow day! Later on the news I saw where several county schools, closer to the epicenter were considering closing, or closing off portions of their buildings due to new cracks formed from the incident. I have not seen any such damage near the environs I frequent. But it was an interesting experience! So I asked my boss what do you do when a similar event occurs, what if it's a terrorist attack? a tornado? when or how do you know to evacuate, and when to stay. He said he'd get back to me, he has to check with HR, Heh! Peaceful Tremors All! Awwa \A/
Aw This morning I heard that Albertson and Ralph's (two of the tree grocery stores that are on strike) profits were down 50%. Most people are going other places it seems. Anyway, I went to whole foods (grocery store) to buy some flowers for Anna Goss (had a successful surgery and is at home now). There was no one at the flower area (store is always busy b/c of the strikes), so I was grabbing whatever I liked. During this time a man with a christmas poinsettia in his hand walked by, demanded "Get me a good one", and pointed behind the counter. Before I could say anything he disappeared into the rest of the store. He came back a moment later and did the same thing. He came back with a cashier and said the same thing. This time he actually stuck around. So I replied, 'Sorry, but I don't work here'. He got angry with me. 'What do you mean? What are you doing here then!'. Me: 'Uh, helping myself'. He didn't seem to like that answer. He was onto my scheme of posing as an employee in order to be rudely ordered around. I guess I need to find another way to get my sicko kicks. RIAA gets a new head. Walmart jam, I love it. This seems like an Onion article. I love Monty Python.
chiefwagonburner (I went to the post office to send presents up to Canada. alien_proxy is jimmy.) chiefwagonburner: Annnnnnd done! chiefwagonburner: whats my time? chiefwagonburner: TIME!! chiefwagonburner: STOP THE CLOCK alien_proxy: haha alien_proxy: 23 minutes. chiefwagonburner: NEW RECORD! alien_proxy: Good job. chiefwagonburner: HE HAS DONE IT! chiefwagonburner: HE HAS DONE IT! chiefwagonburner: YOU ARE WITNESSING SOMETHING AMAZING TODAY FOLKS! alien_proxy: CANADA WINS THE GOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! chiefwagonburner: Thats what it was like when we won the hockey chiefwagonburner: everyone was OMFG! alien_proxy: Ladies and gentleman, this marks the first time in world history that a Canadian has won the US Postal service triatholon. Truly amazing. Truly amazing. chiefwagonburner: It looks like this team's decision to *NOT* wear a flag paid off! The yanks didn't see them coming! alien_proxy: The US team, headed by Jose Olivo, who according to eye-witnesses, was NOT EVEN CARRYING ANY PACKAGES, is walking off in shame. alien_proxy: This is truly a sad day for America. chiefwagonburner: What a shitty christmas America will have this year. alien_proxy: Oh, Dave, can you say that on international television? alien_proxy: Oh, well, fuck it! Merry Christmas America! chiefwagonburner: It was pioneered by the sitcom 'Grace saving a baby' this year, so shits all round! alien_proxy: I think the American team may very well have some explaining to do with regard to the team's Captain, who apparently, hadn't even had any coffee this morning, though he tested positive for, get this, heroin! "Poppy seed muffins at company meetings"? Hogwash Mr. Olivo, hogwash!
chiefwagonburner Nice pics, Speck. Did someone get a new camera? Why is there so much sea glass up there? Is there a bar on the side of a cliff or something? Haha, Stormshadow. Maybe he was an Inuit ninja. I only had a few Gi-Joe, my main collection was star wars stuff. This of course meant that Boba Fett and Snake Eyes were teaming up to kill Lando and gang. Worst cross-over, EVER. Damn Canadians.
chiefwagonburner  Stormshadow in a jealousy fueled rage because Jimmy could not afford the Dojo that the kid across the street bought his Stormshadow. Oh yeah...I remember Stormshadow, though I had forgotten all about him during my "black ninjas are wearing camoflauge, dumbass" rant. God, what a goofy thing to rant about. Anyhow, I was also pretty nuts about Snake Eyes. I had a neighbor who had every Gi-Joe figure ever made, as well as the peripherals. The Cobra base. Helicopters, Zartan and his watercraft, etc.. He also had every Star Wars figure. And every Atari game. And when those fat ass shoe laces came out, called "Fat Rats" (in Fla), he had tons of those too. That bastard. Oh and he had Intellivision...good for hours and hours of Pitfall. Or was that Activision. Anyhow, he had it all. His father was a plumber or something, which lay in direct contrast to my mother's warning about what would happen to me if I didn't do my schoolwork. "You'll end up becoming a plumber or a garbage man!" "Cooooool". And she was almost right a few years ago when I applied to Laidlaw waste disposal thinking it would be easy since I drove their school busses for so long. I was excited. They make very good money because of their Unions...which is also weird because they're purportedly owned by the Mafia, which I thought were the guys who would go around busting Union folks' knee-caps. jeffron...really. Skateboarding at 29? What if you fall and break your hip?
jimmy You know what might make you want to have a lighthouse even more, Anna? The fact that the lens, which weighs about 8,000 lbs or something like that because it's huge, can be turned with a teeny push of your finger because it floats on a bed of mercury. Or maybe that might make you not want it since mercury is highly toxic. Well, it would make me want to have it so I could push the lens around, but always being careful not to splash any mercury on myself. When I was little my mom had just baked a chocolate cake and had taken it out of the oven to cool when my dad, being the funny man that he always liked to be, decided to take the cake's temperature with our thermometer. Naturally, the thermometer busted since the cake was MUCH hotter than a sick human ever gets and infused the cake with a healthy dose of mercury. or rather unhealthy dose... My mom was rather pissed at him and I was quite disappointed about the loss of the cake. Ah, mercury... here's a picture of Glass Beach up in Fort Bragg. The whole beach is sea glass... 
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians What about Storm Shadow? He was a ninja who wore all white. Which I always thought was bad ass, b/k you have to be a pretty bad ass ninja to slink around dressed like a polar bear. Ok, the argument can be made that Storm Shadow was a lame character. But I still remember the excitement of reading GI Joe #21, the 'silent' issue. I date that, I think it was about 1986, as the start of the whole comic books as graphic art rather than funny books change. It predated The Watchmen and said comic books could be more than just a medium to sell toys. Yeah, I don't know where that all came from either. I too, Awwa, find the new format kind of gay (not that there's anything wrong with that). I've become a Seinfeld re-run junkie of late. I saw the one last night where George starts saying the opposite of everything he thinks he should say and suddenly his life is great. Too funny. 22 days left in this stinky year. Hoorah. Is 29 too old to take up skateboarding? What about a nose ring?
jeffron x wow. I want a lighthouse.
Anna god, that looks life size. I wanted it to be smaller, but I don't know how to do that. ah, well.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians my foot hurts. Your talk about the painter that doesn't paint and all that reminds me of Dogtown and Z Boys - that documentary about skateboarders (which I really liked despite it's frantic montage editing that made you a bit sick at first). It was a bit of a love fest documentary where all the Z Boys raved about how amazing each other was and how each one of them was the best. But my favorite line was when one dude was talking about how amazing this other guy (i forget their names...) was and said something to the effect of "he was doing moves that no one had ever done before. he was so good he didn't even need to do moves and he was still the best." Or something like that. Something about him being so good he didn't have to skate. It was a bit over the top, I'd say. But forgiven, since after all it was a movie about skateboarders and skateboarders are hot. I can't help it. I have a thing for skateboarders. Not that I'd particularly want to date one, since the ones I've met don't seem to be real sensitive to a woman's needs or anyone else's needs besides their own. But they're sexy. so there you have it. here's a picture of a lighthouse lens. 
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians I found a documentary online called "Breaking the Silence". It describes terrorism in terms of the U.S. as aggressor and is a welcome change from teh news we are accustomed to seeing. The source file is located in the hive at http://www.xenius.org/hive/documentary/35_mb_pilger_breaking_the_silence.wmv. It is 35 mb.
jimmy The Last Samurai was enjoyable. The visuals were very well done - special effects, locations, and costumes.
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