Tuesday, January 11, 2011

On lunacy

Snow is bits of ice that crystallize on motes of dust. It takes the right conditions for ice to begin to grow around a speck of dust. The dust does not make these conditions. Dust in varying degrees is always there floating around. The shape of the crystal is a result, mostly, of the conditions that triggered its formation.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Obvious joke

Other than the fact that it's three sizes too small? He says that there's nothing wrong with the system. I doubt Fatty Warbucks has the capacity to appreciate the nature of the problem. Not as though he has to worry about how to pay the bill, or how to afford insurance at his BMI, or getting it to pay for anything involving a pre-existing condition. Like being a stogie sucking glutton for example.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

It came from youtube

Let's see if I can post about some musical gems mined from the wasteland of piracy and morons that is youtube.

They also have a nice cover of Beat It.

For some reason I want to hear her sing the ballad of Clarice Starling :P

Nice little bit o godlessness from a pair of swedish siblings

Unfortunately in my html ineptitude I've broken the video as linkback feature, so I had to put links in.

Happy New Year!!

I normally sleep through the changeover, work night shift and during vacations enjoy the decadence of sleeping during my normal waking hours.

When I was younger there was a sort of family tradition, a new years eve meal. Hog jowls, collard greens and pinto beans. Something about insuring prosperity in the coming year. I hate beans in all but chilli form, can't abide boiled greens outside of spinich dip and hog jowls are plain proof that not all of the pig is edible. It is, it must be said, the un-bacon.

Classic piece of rustic animism. Treating prosperity as the caprice of an easily fooled anthropic entity. One that could be tricked into lingering and giving boons by pretending to be poor, eating shotgun shack fare at a critical juncture. Not that it was ever articulated in any such fashion. Obvious in retrospect.

I hated all that stuff and do not practice the tradition.

Had a nice seared ribeye, a baked potato and some texas toast. I'll ring in the new year with a slice of the blueberry black walnut amaretto cheesecake, which was baked from scratch by me earlier today. Hope it turned out well.

It would seem portentous if it didn't. :P

Are we reassured yet?

There's a nice little city killer asteroid that most likely won't hit us anytime soon, Apophis. There's a russian version of George 'Dubya' Bush with a laughably bad hairpiece. He will protect humanity from the quasi-threat by knocking  it away with the rusty revanant of the soviet space program.

Welcome to the 21st century, steadily plugging away at being just as tragi-comically fucked up as the 20th.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Mail Bag

Only on item of interest, but it's a beaut'.

Professor Joseph Olson of Hamline University School of Law, St. Paul, Minnesota, points out some interesting facts concerning last November's Presidential election:

Suffice to say the facts are made up and the professor had nothing to do with the email.
The most irksome part is that it isn't even a new piece of propaganda. Yep, it's post consumer propaganda, recycled from 2000. The names were just changed and the figures were altered, but still wrong.

More wailing, doomsaying and trafficking in political stereotyping. With the usual anti immigrant crap and the racist fantasy that most people on welfare aren't white and rural.

Monday, October 19, 2009

That time of year

Photobucket The first frost of the 09-10 season. Order from chaos, swirling organic forms made of lifeless H two Oh. The eternal jump and jive of the cosmos settling into stable forms thanks to the lonely nuclei and seeking electrons exhibiting their mutual attractions and just so temperature and pressure.
A lot nicer to think about than the fact that I've lit the heater in my bedroom and the one in the dining room. About time to hit up the gas people to fill up the tank, there's a week and a half of my pay out the door with a phone call...sigh.
In the spirit of keeping it light here's one that's a bit more jaunty. I've never seen birds eating these seeds, inviting as their color is.