Oh well, it had to happen, Dear Reader… It appears this will be Cade’s last missive at the LoL for a while, as he will be shortly setting out on his walking adventure. We wish him well…
Clicky has supplied all the images, below…
*Er… he asked me first, okay? …/sniff… I told him, you’d do it…*
Roob hasn’t even posted the last whatever that I sent her, and she’s already inspired me to write another one.
🙂 😐 😦
I am not sure how I feel about this.
Meh…I’ll figure it out.
^Cocteau Twins – Pink Orange Red^
To Bypass Food Embargo, Qatar Will Pay $8 Million To Airlift 4,000 Cows
Yeah…that motherfucker right there.
That’s what I was greeted with on this fine Tuesday morning, that is a fine Tuesday afternoon for Roob.
No “hello”…no “good morning”…no “hey, I won the lottery and am sending you $10 of it”…no…she sent me that story. Seeing as how I had just woke up…wait…I wonder if I still had morning wood? Do I even have morning wood anymore?
(Mental Note to check tomorrow)
To be fair, I didn’t give her a proper/socially acceptable g’day type of greeting either…so I prolly deserved it /shrug
Roob is quite aware that I…
A) Don’t read the news, pretty much HATE reading the news,
B) HATE death stories/death announcements.
And yet…she prods my sour ass on.
BUT! She inspires me. As do others.
Hence…I express, now digress.
^CeCe Peniston – Finally^
What caught my eye…were the tags. No, you fucking social media nitwit…not those tags…the tags all fucking over the cows. There are tags on the tags, and marks on the tags’ tags which are themselves marked with more marks. This made me think of marks, and markings, which had the makings of all kinds of marks and marking and tattoos and piercings and fashion and shit like that. But let’s leave Jesus hanging where he is for now…k? Anyway…what really drew my eyes to this, was…
“According to Bloomberg’s calculations, it will take as many as 60 flights for Qatar Airways to deliver the 590-kilogram beasts that Moutaz Al Khayyat, chairman of Power International Holding, bought in Australia and the U.S.”
Yeah…scary shit, eh?
Welp…not for me. But that’s just me. Not that there haven’t been a lot of references here and there lately as to a single premise…control. Not marks, not marking, hell…not even marketing…but control. That means controlling via controls. So yeah…infrastructure.
Have you herd and herded heard as single goddamn thing I said?
Prolly cause I’m right in the big fucking middle…just like everyone else.
Yep...there's power in thought.
Yep…you’ve nailed that premise.
And nailed it…
and nailed it…
and nailed it.
^A Guy Called Gerald – Voodoo Ray^
This comment of…
“Cade…I’ve read some of your writing, and I notice that you speak in a lot of generalities”
…that was made to me over at the Bolton’s Smokers Club sometime recently has kept my head spinning for a while.
Really? A guy on the fence speaks in generalities? What the fuck is wrong with speaking in generalities irrespective of the relative location of my ass?
Yeah…I tend to think about things for longer than most care to entertain. Must be my inability to commit. We are transients as much as we are anything else. If there ain’t nothing there for you, we move on. If there ain’t nothing there for you, yet there is a beckoning to stay that you cannot yet understand, we choose.
Sounds like sage advice to me...but that's just me.
I don’t like to discount possibility.
I see the influence.
I see all kinds of stuff that I don’t actively talk about.
Figuring it out, what it means to me, and where I choose to go from there is a different animal entirely…innit?
Someone to talk about shit with helps too.
^Delerium feat. Sarah McLachlan – Silence (Tiesto’s In Search of Sunrise Remix) [HD]^
A Lack of a Functional NAD(P)H:Quinone Oxidoreductase Allele Is Selectively Associated with Pediatric Leukemias That Have MLL Fusions
I’m not saying that I know any of this shit…because I don’t. Just saying that I know that I don’t know. Working on it tho. That I OK with you?
^BENNY BENASSI ‘CINEMA’ (SKRILLEX REMIX)^
Also from that ZeroHedge story…
“Call it the biggest bovine airlift in history, as Bloomberg puts it.”
O RLY?!?!?! Been a lot of bovine airlifts in history? Are we getting that specific now? Because I can tell you, that “bovine airlifts” have been going on for some time.
We'll get to walls in a minute.
But how about “equine airlifts?” How long have those been going on? I used to see pallets of horse meat being loaded on to Air France bound for french palates since they are big on horse meat.
Hmmm…I wonder how and when The French acquired such a taste? Prolly the same way residents of Leningrad acquired a taste for shoe and belt leather. Do we need to discern whether the bovine or equine or whatever are alive or dead? Meh…digression time.
China… Berlin… Troy… USA/Mexico… Persian Gulf… The Red Sea… Gulf of Tonkin… Bay of Pigs… Antarctica? Or Finnish Lapland? OH!!! Arctic Waterways and crystals!!!
Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^Duran Duran – Notorious^
They’re slowly cutting me off at the knees…right near the hip…just below the throat.
More and more stuff doesn’t work on the web. And for a guy who doesn’t visit very many websites on a daily basis…well…whatever. Who cares right? Upgrade or die. But Twitter now looks like one giant advertising page for some new company called “Media Cannot Be Played.” Their adds are everywhere on my Twitter feed.
Meh…it was just a matter of time anyway.
It’s cloudy this morning.
^Biggie Smalls – Notorious remix^
Yeah…I wrote all the shit above in a blaze of fury yesterday morning. Not sure how much actual blazing and fury there was… I just type kinda fast even tho I still only use three fingers and a thumb to do so. But I’m not banging one of these things out every day in a coupla hours anymore. My mind is elsewhere. Not saying my heart is not in it, nor am I saying my mind is not on it … just pondering some other shit as well.
Tortillas come to mind.
But anyway, no amount of preparing will prepare you for something you aren’t prepared for. Just gotta roll with it and make it up as you go. If there is an essence to the concept of synchronicity, I would imagine that would be it.
^London Grammar – Hey Now [Arty remix]^
Interesting bit I stumbled across this morning at the Velvet Glove Iron Fist blog.
After reading the top 1/2 or so of the article…what I immediately thought about was…
Q: What are all these completely healthy but completely restricted people gonna do with all of this time they now have?
“Graphic Warnings”…pictures…of people…who are not me…in various states of duress and or dismemberment…magically appearing…for reasons unknown…on the packaging of “insert product here.” Doesn’t sound like care to me. Certainly doesn’t sound caring. Maybe that’s what happens when “damn the cost” becomes your battle-cry. Meh…sounds like their will be plenty of free-time for crying when the battle is over.
“Healthy” people…with nothing better to do…than sit around and cry.
^Reflekt – Need To Feel Loved (Adam K & Soha Vocal Mix) FULL HD^
(Just play along here...k?)
Q: What time did you get out of bed this morning?
A: 07:00 AM
Q: 07:00 AM? Why not 06:30 AM?
A: Because I don’t have to be at work until 09:00 AM.
Q: What if there is traffic?
A: I don’t own a car.
Q: What if you need one?
A: I don’t.
Q: What if the trains or buses weren’t running or were running late?
A: Wouldn’t affect me.
Q: How could it not? If you’re late, you’ll get bad employee reviews and eventually fired. Now you’re going to have to find a new job, which will be difficult because you got fired from your last job for not being more proactive and forward-thinking.
A: I live directly across the street from where I work. I moved to where I work to cut down on expenses.
Q: SEE! Now you need a car because your new job, assuming you can find one, is going to be far away from where you live. Now you gotta either get a car, or move. Assuming you can afford to do either now that you are unemployed. Or rely on unreliable public transportation, which is just as expensive as owning a car over the long run, if you would simply sit down and do the math on it.
A: You seem to have more free time to think about these things than I. Can I get back to work now?
Q: Sorry. Just needing to find a new place to live. Me and my roommate don’t get along. They say I talk to much and worry too much. Do you need a roommate or know anyone who does?
^Medina – You and I (deadmau5 Remix) HQ^
So…which is worse? Talking about things, or not talking about things? Because which ever one you choose to label as worse, either is going to be then labeled as bad, which is where they were in the first place. So what was accomplished in taking this trip from bad to worse and back to bad? Learning?
Q: Where’s the good in that?
The “better one” was the worse one. Or is it, the least bad one is the better one?
A better kind of bad.
Mmmmmmm….a better kind of bad…right up my alley.
^DEPECHE MODE A QUESTION OF LUST Live 1986 Lyrics^
Pretty damn interesting documentary I stumbled across/got to see yesterday.
^Chasing Bubbles – the movie^
X: I’ve done that a time or two.
Cade: Chased bubbles? I bet it looked weird to anyone watching.
X: So I’ve heard.
Cade: I can see that.
X: Which part?
Cade: Does it make me an asshole if I say both?
X: How could you possibly know what my purpose is?
Cade: Isn’t it obvious?
X: Focus on the obvious…the questions wll come later.
Cade: The questions are already there.
X: That’s what I meant 😉
Cade: Oh…the actual official “Q&A Session” itself.
X: Assuming we get there.
Cade: I would imaging that would be quite a delicate maneuver.
X: You said that you could rub two bubbles together and generate a lightning strike.
Cade: Is that the first one?
X: You mean…am I acquiring the first bubble for this demonstration?
Cade: I’m trying not to read into that.
X: Why not?
Cade: I don’t like defining something that is as of yet, undefined, just because I think I can define it.
X: That’s quite a definition of non-defining.
Cade: Is it? I thought that’s what conversation and experiencing was about?
Cade: That wasn’t a question.
X: Whatever you need to tell yourself.
Cade: I got nothin.
X: And a whole lot of it by my calculations.
Cade: Meh…I’ll do the best I can with it.
X: Is that all you can do?
Cade: What else is there?
X: You sure are anticipating the hammer today. Why is that?
Cade: I guess the closer I get to center, the fuzzier things get.
X: You see any purpose in that?
Cade: Much in the same way I would see a traffic light changing from green to red so fast, that all I see is yellow.
X: Does that scare you.
Cade: I like yellow /shrug
X: That’s not what I asked.
Cade: I can only go on, until I can’t.
X: Then what?
Cade: I’ll keep going.
X: Almost there.
Cade: You aren’t actually trying to catch that bubble…are you?
X: We’ll see.
Cade: Trying to do something, and not do something, both at the same time.
X: Times change.
Cade: I’m as comfortable as I can be with that thought.
X: Are you sure?
Cade: Not yet.
^Fluke – Kitten Moon [HQ]^
I’m gonna take a break for a while.
I'm not saying goodbye here.
Just letting you know that I’ll be saying hello somewhere else.
^Deadmau5 – The Oshawa Connection (1080p) || HD^
*Let me guess… /taps teeth… Hanky Yanky?*
*/:O… Yikes! Sounds painful. Are you able to give us a parting Song, Clicky? …/rubs snout…*