Handsome is that handsome dose [sic].
Daily Numbers: 0 3 5
Lotto Six #'s: 22 4 29 32 8 76
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
I Love You, I Hate You
Knock It Off
September 18, 2008
To the blond prada wearing woman on the R5 express train. How about backing off of the bran and flax seed breakfast...everytime I sit next to you on the train, I think that your hot until you blast off a ten killaton fart repeatedly and look at me like I'm the asshole. You're hot but your ass smells and your killling my play with the rest of the ladies on the car.
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September 19th 2008 10:21 AM (6 days ago) | Posted by: Miz Val
I wet my pants laughing so hard at this love/hate.
Funny thing is the people that live in that area do think their shit is ice cream and everyone is running for a spoon.
Guess the writer proved them wrong huh .
September 18, 2008
To the blond prada wearing woman on the R5 express train. How about backing off of the bran and flax seed breakfast...everytime I sit next to you on the train, I think that your hot until you blast off a ten killaton fart repeatedly and look at me like I'm the asshole. You're hot but your ass smells and your killling my play with the rest of the ladies on the car.
Comments:
September 19th 2008 10:21 AM (6 days ago) | Posted by: Miz Val
I wet my pants laughing so hard at this love/hate.
Funny thing is the people that live in that area do think their shit is ice cream and everyone is running for a spoon.
Guess the writer proved them wrong huh .
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Sept. 28 through Oct. 4, 2008
Gemini (May 21 to June 20)
It's good you are having a great time on your own because people are starting to get annoyed with your attitude.
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Gemini (May 21 to June 20)
It's good you are having a great time on your own because people are starting to get annoyed with your attitude.
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Really good questions and some half-baked answers about the bailout
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Really good questions and some half-baked answers about the bailout
Monday, September 29, 2008
Cookie Fortune
Nature, time and patience are
the three great physicians.
Daily Numbers: 0 5 5
Lotto Six #'s: 8 40 20 33 3 21
the three great physicians.
Daily Numbers: 0 5 5
Lotto Six #'s: 8 40 20 33 3 21
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Last Chance
Amble Gallery & Books Presents:
THESE COLOURS DON'T RUN
by The Love Movement
14 September 2008 - 5 October 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Life Is A Verb by Patti Digh
Bust Your Toast Rules
Any fool can make a rule and any fool will mind it. - Henry David Thoreau
As my plane touched down, I could see the heat waving to me from the tarmac, a harbinger of sweat and grumpiness. It was a day in which even your sweat hurts, stings, burns, and people just plain bother you.
“Let’s do some planning before dinner,” I said to David when we met at the hotel. We sweated our way to a café, one where I used to eat when I lived in D.C., a café that shall remain nameless unless you happen to know of a place near Dupont Circle with a bookstore in the front and restaurant in the back. I’m just saying.
Only four tables were occupied. It was a little after 3:00 pm, so the lunch crowd was back at work and the dinner crowd was dreaming of 5 o’clock.
“Could I get you something to drink?” the waiter asked.
“Do you have Earl Grey tea?” I asked. He nodded yes. “Then I’ll have that.”
“A cup of coffee, black,” David added. We talked as the waiter left: I was hungry—hadn’t had anything before my flight—but I just needed a little something to tide me over until dinner.
“What can I get you?” the waiter asked when he came back with our drinks, smiling pleasantly. “Nothing for me,” David said.
“What I’d really love,” I answered, “is a piece of toast and this side of avocado slices,” pointing to the menu.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” the waiter said, beginning a statement that would mark The End of Modern Civilization as We Know It. “I’m sorry, but it’s past toast time.”
Blink.
“Past toast time?”
“Yes, ma’am, it’s past toast time.”
I slowly turned to look at David who was smiling the smile of a man who is unsure what will happen next.
“Wow. And here I never actually knew that there was an official toast time.” The waiter nodded, now impatient, what with all my incredulous blinking cutting into his smoking break. Evidently it’s always cigarette time.
“Well,” I said sweetly, “I just never knew you could actually go past toast time. Call me crazy, but it seems to me that if you have bread and a toaster, it’s pretty much always toast time.”
Blink.
“Well, then,” I responded, wondering how this would play out if I let it run its course, yelling inside my head, “THERE’S NO ONE HERE! IT’S NOT LIKE RUNNING THE TOASTER WILL SET YOU BACK. I’M NOT ASKING FOR RISOTTO WITH FRESHLY SHELLED SPRING PEAS STIRRED FOR A BLOODY HOUR AND LOVINGLY TOPPED WITH A RARE YET PUNGENT PARMESAN FROM A REMOTE PROVINCE OF NORTHERN ITALY! YOU HAVE THE MEANS! YOU HAVE BREAD! YOU HAVE A TOASTER! YOU HAVE ELECTRICITY! YOU HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO CUSTOMERS!”
“That’s some toast rule,” I said instead. “I’ll just have the side of avocado slices then.”
He blinked. “Well,” he said slowly, “I’ll ask. I don’t believe that’s possible.” He left.
“What’s to ask?” I asked David. “What’s to believe? This isn’t a religion we’re talking about—it’s avocado slices. They’re on the menu,” I said plaintively.
Suddenly, on that hot humid Washington day, I had been transported to a Denny’s in Eugene, Oregon. My name was Jack Nicholson, I was playing the role of piano prodigy Bobby Dupea, and I was starring in a movie called Five Easy Pieces, just trying to get a plain omelet, tomatoes instead of potatoes, and some wheat toast. “No substitutions,” his waitress said. “Only what’s on the menu.” I’m sure he was as incredulous as I was. “You’ve got bread. And a toaster of some kind?” he asked. “I’ll make it as easy for you as I can. I’d like an omelet, plain, and a chicken salad sandwich on wheat toast, no mayonnaise, no butter, no lettuce. And a cup of coffee. Now all you have to do is hold the chicken, bring me the toast, give me a check for the chicken salad sandwich, and you haven’t broken any rules.”
The waiter arrived back at our table. “I’m sorry,” he said with a smile, “but They told me that giving you avocado would break every rule known to man.”
Every Rule Known To Man. I couldn’t make this up. Forget my irritation at the invocation of “They.” Every rule? Every Single Rule? That’s some exciting avocado. I want me some of that avocado.
I was Yossarian trying to save a bombardier and facing Catch-22: “Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; but soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions…If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of Catch-22. ‘That’s some catch, that Catch-22,’ he observed. ‘It’s the best there is,’ Doc Daneeka agreed.”
“But it’s on the menu,” I said. I pointed to the menu. “Right here, see?”
“Yes,” he answered,” but sides only come with entrees. We can’t serve sides without entrees.”
My lord, there is so much I don’t know. I am sometimes just plain overwhelmed by the fact that not only can I not remember more than three places of pi, don’t really know how to change a tire or speak Urdu, and keep losing my calendar, but somehow—how, oh how is this possible?—I have gotten to this advanced age without ever knowing that sides depend on entrees.
“Well, then,” I said simply, “we wouldn’t want to break every rule known to man.” He left for his Cigarette Time which evidently extends far past Toast Time and isn’t subject to the vast vagaries of Customer Time. I quietly reached into my bag, pulled out The Camera, and started taking photographs of the menu, knowing that the Toast Rule and Side Rule would be a source of great inspiration to me much later in life, like now.
excerpt from LIFE IS A VERB by Patti Digh
pages 99-101
artwork - page 103
courtesy of Leah Piken Kolidas
published by skirt!
Patti Digh's award-winning blog, 37days, focuses on challenges for living more intentionally.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
The Collector
About where the books and pamphlets I write about come from...
John Ptak looks through one of the journals of yesteryear.
JF Ptak Science Books LLC
"I've been asked a few times this week about the source of the materials that I write about. The overwhelming majority of the books and pamphlets are right here, in my store or warehouse, so I see alot of this stuff everyday, currency of the realm and all that. Most of the odd things that are found in my blog--flagpole painting, zipper repair, finding England in the Great Pyramid, building the Great Pyramid in Detroit, and so on) have come to me via the Library of Congress, where for many years I managed to purchase/trade for bits and pieces of their surplus. One large purchase in particular from the LC--the 90,000-item "Pamphlet Collection--has provided thousands of the sublime mundane, naive surreal masterpieces that I've found so irresistible. Most of this material hasn't found a place in my store, which as you now know specializes in classics in modern physics and mathematics, but I do hope to be able to place them as a collection at some dim point in the future. I would love to generate a few books out of them, and I think that a choice 500 of them or so would make a tremendous show somewhere (Brooklyn?) as a Found Art, Unexpected Dadaist, The Surprise of the Naive Surreal, show or some such thing, showing a marriage of design, outsider intellect and sublime mundane. There are at the very least several thousands of these things from the Pamphlet Collection that are gorgeous and so unexpected, that are such intellectual (or non-intellectual) surprises, that they would (I think) make for a bang-up show.
"And so that's where these things come from. They come to be posted by chance, generally because I bump into one of these things while looking for something else."
--John Ptak
posted entry via:
Ptak Science Books
John Ptak looks through one of the journals of yesteryear.
JF Ptak Science Books LLC
"I've been asked a few times this week about the source of the materials that I write about. The overwhelming majority of the books and pamphlets are right here, in my store or warehouse, so I see alot of this stuff everyday, currency of the realm and all that. Most of the odd things that are found in my blog--flagpole painting, zipper repair, finding England in the Great Pyramid, building the Great Pyramid in Detroit, and so on) have come to me via the Library of Congress, where for many years I managed to purchase/trade for bits and pieces of their surplus. One large purchase in particular from the LC--the 90,000-item "Pamphlet Collection--has provided thousands of the sublime mundane, naive surreal masterpieces that I've found so irresistible. Most of this material hasn't found a place in my store, which as you now know specializes in classics in modern physics and mathematics, but I do hope to be able to place them as a collection at some dim point in the future. I would love to generate a few books out of them, and I think that a choice 500 of them or so would make a tremendous show somewhere (Brooklyn?) as a Found Art, Unexpected Dadaist, The Surprise of the Naive Surreal, show or some such thing, showing a marriage of design, outsider intellect and sublime mundane. There are at the very least several thousands of these things from the Pamphlet Collection that are gorgeous and so unexpected, that are such intellectual (or non-intellectual) surprises, that they would (I think) make for a bang-up show.
"And so that's where these things come from. They come to be posted by chance, generally because I bump into one of these things while looking for something else."
--John Ptak
posted entry via:
Ptak Science Books
Friday, September 19, 2008
Two Views
Christine M. Flowers:
An Obama-nation on immigration
First, Barack Obama insulted rural Pennsylvanians, among others, by calling them bitter, clinging to their guns and religion. He said it at a private fund-raiser in San Francisco wine and cheese country, where the sky is as blue as the voters, and apparently thought the rubes would remain blissfully ignorant of his disdain.
But the guy is big on bilingualism. And now he's trying the same thing again - this time in Spanish.
The Obama campaign has just come out with new TV and radio ads trying to link John McCain with racism. And he's given this smear a "muy caliente" multicultural twist. The TV ad features derogatory comments about Latinos presumably made by Rush Limbaugh on his radio show. Limbaugh, of course, is unhappy. He says that his comments were taken out of context. (In an election year, imagine that!)
But I don't care about Limbaugh. For one thing, he and I are borders apart on immigration reform. For another, he's perfectly capable of defending himself against the junior senator of Illinois and his crew.
What I do care about is the false impression Obama is trying to create by encouraging Latinos to believe that John McCain and George Bush are not only racist but anti-immigrant as well.
Flashing pictures of the GOP candidate and the president in the same frame, a disembodied voice implies that "they" derailed immigration reform.
It goes on: "John McCain and his Republican friends have two faces. One that lies just to get our vote and another, even worse, that continues the failed policies of George Bush that put special interests ahead of working families."
Neither Bush nor McCain were successful in their efforts because of congressional gridlock brought on by fierce public opposition.Ironically, this was one of the few times that rank-and-file Democrats and Republicans agreed on something: Secure that border first. (*)
That battle will continue well beyond this election cycle. And I continue to hope that the misleading labels are erased, and we can finally talk some sense about immigration.
But the time is obviously not now, and the person to do it is definitely not Obama.
What the Democratic nominee is trying to do is appeal to a demographic he desperately needs in November.
The senator from Illinois is trying to convince Latino voters that he's on their side and that the other guy is aiming to deport their families. This is what his Spanish-speaking surrogate says on the radio: "Don't forget that John McCain abandoned us rather than confront the leaders of the Republican Party."
Nice way to twist the truth.
Obama seems to think if he just keeps beating that drum long enough, voters will fall in line. They won't need to know if the lyrics are true - they'll just fall for the seductive rhythms.
In pandering to Latinos who voted overwhelmingly for Hillary Clinton during the primaries, Obama has shown that, contrary to his campaign's accusations, he's the one playing the race card in this election. Only this time it's brown, not black.
excerpted from Obamanation On Immigration
by C.M. Flowers
published Sept. 19, 2007
Philadelphia Daily News
counterview plus link to ads:
Artblog:
Practically family--Obama ads in Spanish
This in from my friend Molly Layton:
Here's an example of the ads for Obama that [Molly's son] David's production company, Picture Box, is producing out of Austin, TX. Picture Box is composed of my son David and two other guys, and they are producing all the Spanish language commercials for Obama. David just returned from Las Vegas where he shot footage of Obama for more ads. Viva la Vida!
I loved the ad even without understanding much of the language! After watching McCain attack ads so misleading they are tantamount to outright lies, I'm glad to see Obama sticking to the facts while skewering back.
Posted by Libby Rosof
Thursday, September 18, 2008
note:
in addition to viewing the Obama ad, read the comments section from the link provided by Artblog. interesting stuff...
footnote:
(*) Immigration Deception
"It [the immigration reform bill] was killed by a firestorm of talk-radio rage and a Republican-led filibuster. The very bill that [Senator John] McCain now mourns is the one he sidled away from as his own party weakened and killed it. It’s the one he says he would now vote against.
"For Mr. McCain to suggest that [Senator Barack] Obama opposes the “path to citizenship” and “guest worker program” compounds his dishonesty. Mr. Obama supports the three pillars of comprehensive reform — tougher enforcement, expanded legal immigration and a path to citizenship for illegal immigrants already here.
"Mr. McCain is also leading a party whose members rabidly oppose the path to citizenship. So, in deference to them, Mr. McCain now emphasizes border security as the utmost priority. Except when he’s pandering in Spanish."
The New York Times
Editorial (excerpt)
published Friday, Sept. 19, 2008
page A18
An Obama-nation on immigration
First, Barack Obama insulted rural Pennsylvanians, among others, by calling them bitter, clinging to their guns and religion. He said it at a private fund-raiser in San Francisco wine and cheese country, where the sky is as blue as the voters, and apparently thought the rubes would remain blissfully ignorant of his disdain.
But the guy is big on bilingualism. And now he's trying the same thing again - this time in Spanish.
The Obama campaign has just come out with new TV and radio ads trying to link John McCain with racism. And he's given this smear a "muy caliente" multicultural twist. The TV ad features derogatory comments about Latinos presumably made by Rush Limbaugh on his radio show. Limbaugh, of course, is unhappy. He says that his comments were taken out of context. (In an election year, imagine that!)
But I don't care about Limbaugh. For one thing, he and I are borders apart on immigration reform. For another, he's perfectly capable of defending himself against the junior senator of Illinois and his crew.
What I do care about is the false impression Obama is trying to create by encouraging Latinos to believe that John McCain and George Bush are not only racist but anti-immigrant as well.
Flashing pictures of the GOP candidate and the president in the same frame, a disembodied voice implies that "they" derailed immigration reform.
It goes on: "John McCain and his Republican friends have two faces. One that lies just to get our vote and another, even worse, that continues the failed policies of George Bush that put special interests ahead of working families."
Neither Bush nor McCain were successful in their efforts because of congressional gridlock brought on by fierce public opposition.
That battle will continue well beyond this election cycle. And I continue to hope that the misleading labels are erased, and we can finally talk some sense about immigration.
But the time is obviously not now, and the person to do it is definitely not Obama.
What the Democratic nominee is trying to do is appeal to a demographic he desperately needs in November.
The senator from Illinois is trying to convince Latino voters that he's on their side and that the other guy is aiming to deport their families. This is what his Spanish-speaking surrogate says on the radio: "Don't forget that John McCain abandoned us rather than confront the leaders of the Republican Party."
Obama seems to think if he just keeps beating that drum long enough, voters will fall in line. They won't need to know if the lyrics are true - they'll just fall for the seductive rhythms.
In pandering to Latinos who voted overwhelmingly for Hillary Clinton during the primaries, Obama has shown that, contrary to his campaign's accusations, he's the one playing the race card in this election. Only this time it's brown, not black.
excerpted from Obamanation On Immigration
by C.M. Flowers
published Sept. 19, 2007
Philadelphia Daily News
counterview plus link to ads:
Artblog:
Practically family--Obama ads in Spanish
This in from my friend Molly Layton:
Here's an example of the ads for Obama that [Molly's son] David's production company, Picture Box, is producing out of Austin, TX. Picture Box is composed of my son David and two other guys, and they are producing all the Spanish language commercials for Obama. David just returned from Las Vegas where he shot footage of Obama for more ads. Viva la Vida!
I loved the ad even without understanding much of the language! After watching McCain attack ads so misleading they are tantamount to outright lies, I'm glad to see Obama sticking to the facts while skewering back.
Posted by Libby Rosof
Thursday, September 18, 2008
note:
in addition to viewing the Obama ad, read the comments section from the link provided by Artblog. interesting stuff...
footnote:
(*) Immigration Deception
"It [the immigration reform bill] was killed by a firestorm of talk-radio rage and a Republican-led filibuster. The very bill that [Senator John] McCain now mourns is the one he sidled away from as his own party weakened and killed it. It’s the one he says he would now vote against.
"For Mr. McCain to suggest that [Senator Barack] Obama opposes the “path to citizenship” and “guest worker program” compounds his dishonesty. Mr. Obama supports the three pillars of comprehensive reform — tougher enforcement, expanded legal immigration and a path to citizenship for illegal immigrants already here.
"Mr. McCain is also leading a party whose members rabidly oppose the path to citizenship. So, in deference to them, Mr. McCain now emphasizes border security as the utmost priority. Except when he’s pandering in Spanish."
The New York Times
Editorial (excerpt)
published Friday, Sept. 19, 2008
page A18
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