Missive From ‘Merica: No.85 Part 8 – Golden Brown

*Hmm… Goldenish… /thinks… You know, all that glisters is not gold, Clicky…*

*Er… Knot me! Shakespeare… /sticks out tongue…*

So hear we are, Dear Reader, at the end of this wonderfully massive missive. Whilst formatting the remaining posts this afternoon, BIG NEWS was announced of in the World of Science…

Astronomers capture both a gravitational wave and optical imagery from the energetic union of two neutron stars in a distant galaxy.

“found something
sending you a screenshot.”

“wow!”

“!”

These messages, exchanged between astronomers on August 17 at the Las Campanas Observatory in northern Chile, are a breathless acknowledgement of a major new breakthrough in astronomy.

No doubt we’ll here more about that in due course. For now, enjoy the final part of Cade The Okie Devil from Text Us’s 85th Missive From ‘Merica. Dive In! ❤

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Was re-watching some episodes of the TV mini-series of Hornblower earlier this morning and today. It got me to thinking about small events and/or events that are are classified as small.

That got me to thinking about significance. 

I guess it is what it is, to whoever it is or is not significant to. I know that typically, a paper towel is insignificant to me and prolly also insignificant to most people. However, if I get into one of my sneezing fits? Suddenly, a paper towel, it’s proximity to me, and my access to it, is quite significant.

^benny benassi feat. channing – come fly away^

If I had anything that was worth anything…SURELY I’d know it by now.

I’ll be 50 years old in 1 month and 1 day.

I better get my act together and my ass in gear before it’s too late.

I’ve only got 983 years, 1 month, and 1 day to do so.

Maybe I should expedite.

3000 C.E. is just around the corner.

^Greenskeepers – Money^

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the accepted everything else?

I wonder what I’ll do with my time once I fall into line and step with the acceptable everyone else?

I wonder what any of that will mean to anyone once I move on?

I wonder if it should mean anything to anyone?

Lemme know how it all turns out...k?
^Gary Beck – Say What (Adam Beyer Remix) [SAVED RECORDS]^

Yeah…I think that most of the time I’m pretty good at measuring value and worth.

Cept when I'm not.

At that point, it is me that I caught.

I am my own best worst enemy.

We get along fine, me and me.

We disagree to agree.

But that’s just me.

^Digitalism – Blitz^
Penny for your thoughts.
^Crookers- My Penny^

X: You aren’t gonna leave me out are you?

Cade: I hadn’t planned on it.

0: But you also hadn’t planned on including us in…had you?

Cade: Why…now that you mention it…no…no I had not 😛

Z: That is unwise. It is unwise…to non-include the included.

Cade: WTF?!?!? Is that even possible?

A: Possibly.

Cade: …

T: I think he’s lost it.

Cade: OK…I’ve quasi-regained my composure here…

X: I doubt that, but we’re listening…

Cade: HOW…in the FUCK…do you “non-include the included”?

X: Figure it out?

Cade: Wait. I was told to NOT figure that out.

B: Sounds to me as if you already had it figured out.

G: Agree.

0: Concur.

A: Agree.

X: Yep.

Z: Me too.

0: IT”S UNANIMOUS!!!

Cade: /me raises hand

X: Don’t muddy the waters smart guy.

Cade: Hey…it never hurts to try.

Z: We’ve already included you in the non-included. Therefore, you get no vote.

Cade: Can I at least have a notation that I attempted to vote?

0: Yes. Noted. It has been noted that you tried to vote in a matter in which you were not allowed to vote.

Cade: Great.

X: Not according to what it says here.

Cade: I was being sarcastic.

X: Oh. Will someone make a note of that?

0: Unnecessary, unwarranted and unwanted sarcasm = Noted.

T: Anything else smart guy?

Cade: Are you talking to…me?

T: No…we were talking amongst ourselves within earshot of you.

Cade: lolz…awesome. Anything else?

0: That will be all for now. Thank you.

Cade: Thank you.

Z: What about the rest of us.

Cade: Much and many thanks to all, and to all a good night.

X: /waves

^Trentemoller – Moan (Trentemoller Remix) . HQ^

 

Tis now 01:01 on Sunday morning.

October 15th of 2017 already.

Whodathunkit?

I think I shall cease here.

Wherever that is…

Wherever that is…

Until then.

^Wilkinson – Afterglow^

cYa | cFa

^Sharkwater’s Ending^

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*That was fun, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… I’ll do the ironing after this… /drags…*

Dear Reader… Have a Song 😉

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All Fings Being Equal…

Dear Reader…

I started a thread on the 4th April 2014 on a site called Synchromystic Forum, or ‘Sync Miss For Him’ (SMFH) as I call it. The thread was titled ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’. It was an amateur experiment to take the likeness of a diety, using myself as a template, after listening to John Lamb Lash talk about ‘Sophia’s Correction’…

SMFH is gone now and I haven’t sought out John Lamb Lash since I heard that talk, posted by Divine DNA in the Red Universe (that’s MEROVEEsometime in 2013. But I looked him up today and this is what he has to say…

*/:O…Yikes!*

I’m going to listen to this video whilst I write the post below. What follows is kinda like the sorta shambles I would have posted in ‘Selfie Sounds Like Sophie’ if SMFH were it still around today…

*Good choice, Clicky… /lights up… To be honest I prefer this track. Loopy sumtimes sings it when he’s gaming…*

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In the world of MRS REGN, RESPIRATION comes after MOVEMENT and before SENSITIVITY, REPRODUCTION (REPRODUCTION - yellow on white is hard to see), EXCRETION, GROWTH AND NUTRITION...

Selfie 1 Cade and Roob saying goodnight

Eye stumbled across an obit in the NY Times last night, or rather very early this morning, Read Dearer. A Russian Ma’at-ish ‘un called Vlad had died on the last day of September, alone at home. By all accounts, he was a bit of a wiz…

What Vlad did

Doctor Vladimir Voevodsky was 51, butt as time in the womb don’t count toward official age, let’s say he was in that sort of age area…51-ish…

Selfie 2 Roob bring Teslas Area 51 and a cigar

That’s me on Merovee earlier

Merovee Hell Shock

…posting news of a company named for another Ma’at-ish-un…

… And a cigar vid? Well, ‘cos the benefits of smoking tobacco seems to be a dirty secret and cigars are expensive… made by hand…

Tesla’s Dirty Secret: It Was Banging Out Parts Of The Model 3 By Hand

Have a cigar…Why knot?

Vlad gave birth

boy019

In algebraic geometry and algebraic topology, a branch of mathematics, A1 homotopy theory is a way to apply the techniques of algebraic topology, specifically homotopy, to algebraic varieties and, more generally, to schemes. The theory is due to Fabien Morel and Vladimir Voevodsky. The underlying idea is that it should be possible to develop a purely algebraic approach to homotopy theory by replacing the unit interval [0, 1], which is not an algebraic variety, with the affine line A1, which is. The theory requires a substantial amount of technique to set up, but has spectacular applications such as Voevodsky’s construction of the derived category of mixed motives and the proof of the Milnor and Bloch-Kato conjectures.

algerbraic

…Eye woz replying to Jen…

No shit. SHERLOCK

… Who’d posted news of a sleb car and cartoon creators’ twitter convo, and a Song

Selfie 3 Jen suggests breathing two Mark The Beast

… In reply to Clicky posting a tweet id sent out in the Yellow Universe about the reported detection of a spike in radioactivity. Also with a Song

Selfie 4 Clicky posts Roobs tweet two chocolate music

Fast forward to today when French nuclear watchdogISRN reported that another spike in airborne radioactivity has been detected in the air in Western and Central Europe: “Ruthenium-106 has been detected by several European networks involved in the monitoring of atmospheric radioactive contamination, at levels of a few milliBecquerels per cubic meter of air.”

According to IRSN calculations, based on the concentration levels measured in several European countries and on the meteorological conditions of the last few days, the contaminated air could have been generated from southern regions of Ural or located close to those. “IRSN is continuing its investigations to try to confirm the origin of this atmospheric pollution.”

ruthenium (n.)metallic element, 1845, named by Russian chemist Karl Klauss, from a name proposed earlier (1828) in reference to a metal extracted from ores from the Ural Mountains of Russia (see Ruthenian). With metallic element ending -ium.

… In fact, Leggy and eye had been ruminating on the reason behind the spike

Selfie 5 Leggy and Roob discuss uses of Ruthenium

source

*Data detecting Wall? …/ 😀 …Elementary, my dear Clicky! …/pats snout…*

Vlad The Translator

…Eye won’t leave out the final segment of last night’s MEROVEE conversation, Rear Dealer…

Selfie 6 Jen smiles A Void disdains and Clicky cruises by with Harvey trumps Trump

The prominent, and now radioactive Hollywood producer, famous for such Oscar winners as “The English Patient” and “Shakespeare in Love,” took a leave of absence from his production company following the New York Times article on Thursday.

…What’s this, the NYTimes? And Harvey, as we gno, was also a humongous hurricane in August, a storm that devastated parts of Texas… The State were my chum Cade, The Okie Devil, currently resides…

*”Calm before the storm”, eh? You know what Clicky, I don’t understand the thinking behind academia and media leaders… /lights up…. Ya know, EXPERTS attacking Trump so much? He’s vain; it’s his flaw butt they’re driving him into the arms of the those who CAN-KNOT call him anything butt “SIR!” to his face… /smokes… Ore “YESSIR!” …/slurps covfefe…*

*Exactly… /sighs…*

…Perhaps that was the calm before this morning’s ‘Tweetstorm‘ from the Dez-Rez-Prez…

In Early Tweetstorm, Trump Praises WaPo, Slams NBC And “Late Night Comedians”, Reaches Out To Schumer

…Equal Time…

…Time Is Money…

…Can’t Buy Me Love…

Vlad liked to Click

*Spend a Penny? See a Penny? …/thinks… Penis meteor than the words? … Penny drops? …/stubs butt… Whoa… /look sup… Damn! That’s a big post… /sucks teeth… Better get a Song to fin-ish, Clicky…*

Well, that was a very interesting talk from John Lamb Lash, Dear Reader. Yes, very interesting indeed… Have a Song… 😉

 

tenor

*Thanks! …/blows kiss… Another?*

*…/rolls eyes…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Shape, Rattle & Roll!

Dear Reader, a new missive from The Okie Devil has arrived…

*No shit, Clicky! I had one of those when I was a little kid!*

*Damn! I could really go for a double cheeseburger right now… /salivates… Or a Whopper! …/drools…*

… Enjoy Cade’s missive, Dear Reader. I’m off for to get something to eat. See you at the bottom ❤

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Hi.

Let’s see how and where this goes.

I’ve grown fat, out-of-shape, out-of-practice, disconnected, irrelevant, and prolly a bunch of other bad stuff too.

     Let’s see how and where this goes.

Hi.

^Cocteau Twins ~ Fotzepolitic^

I wonder where we learn how to solve problems? Any place or places we might think of as a model? I saw a Tweet yesterday where someone was apparently wishing that…

“all Trump supporters were six feet in the ground”

…whatever that means. I just tried to find said Tweet, but I could not. Maybe they deleted it. Anyway…yeah…

Q: How do we learn, and from where do we learn it?

A: Wherever we do?

So…how do we learn? Or is that important at all? Are we too focused on where we learn it from? Don’t think so? Me either.

Q: Can you name the top 10 colleges/universities you want/wanted to go to and/or that you would send your children to and/or would recommend to another to send their children to?

A: What am I saying here? You wouldn't "send" your children anywhere. You'd let them choose. Right? I mean, it's their life...ain't it?

Hands on here, hands off there.

Hands on there, hands off here.

Time can fuck with your head if you let it.

^”Saudade” cover by Halls Of The Machine^
Anyone else ever get "rainbow vision"?

I used to get it all the time when I was a kid. Lots of times this would happen around the time that I was having a migraine. And I used to have some doozy migraine headaches. But sometimes, this “rainbow vision” would just…happen, with no other phenomena nor more relatable states to attach it to as a symptom. My parents always told me…

“you’re crazy!”

or

“you’re just seeing things!”

…which tended to make the fact that “I was seeing things”…worse. It was scary.

Sometimes the rainbows would be so bad that I couldn’t see at all. I mean, I could see the rainbows, but they so filled my vision that the rainbows were all I could see. Everything else was just…silhouettes…shadows…penciled outlines…floating or darting in a sea of white. These rainbows were crazy too. All kinds of crazy shapes, all intermingled and intermingling. Flowing. Moving. Not pulsing per se, although they did sometimes have flickers or waggles trailing or leading a directional change.

Why do I mention this? Well…it started happening again recently. Kinda scared me a bit a coupla nights ago, because it go so bad…I couldn’t see. I’d say that it concerned me more than scared me, but there’s a coupla reasons for that.

1) It’s happened before/I have experience with both

A) the experience of it, and

B) the experiencing of it, and

C) the experience of experiencing it, and

D) the experience of trying to relate it to another/others who cannot relate to it, and possibly even don’t want to relate to it due to all kinds of mitigating factors.

2) I’ve had so many issues over the last 10 years that pretty much anything and/or everything that happens? Yep, doesn’t surprise me much at all.

^Fotzepolitic – Majestic Masses^

I’ve not thought of it in a long time. No reason to. It stopped happening, and it happened so long ago, under circumstances that are also long since gone-ish. So…why is it suddenly happening again?

HEY!!!

They've got this thing called "The Internet" these days!!! 

LET’S CHECK IT OUT!!!

Floaters, Flashing lights, Rainbows, Abnormal Color Vision

WOAH!! Thank God for Google suggestions, eh? This just came up, while using the Google Search Box to format some text/remove the formatting of text, and it suggested something I wouldn’t have thought of.

Kaleidoscope vision/flashing shapes and patterns sight impairment

So…pretty sure I’m not pregnant. Nor do I appear to be in any immediate danger of a situation developing that could cause me concern over becoming pregnant.

 So...dehydration? 

I could go for some sweaty dehydrating activities, but that could result in pregnancy…so I better take a rain-check.

(ba da ching)

Um…where was I? Oh yeah…here alone…typing. I better go jerk-off real quick…BRB.

^Dawn of the Great Eastern Sun – COURSE OF EMPIRE^

Dehydration. Is that a “system-wide” issue? Or can it be localized? I mean…if you sit on your foot, or lean on your arm, shit goes numb, right? So…can we assume that Ergonomics might be of interest here? Maybe even Kinesiology? That means engineering.

I wonder who is driving this train?
^Course of Empire – Automatic Writing #17^

Wait a fucking SECOND here…

Distorted Vision

“This is generally a normal process, although it may happen abnormally early in cases of high nearsightedness or trauma.”

Generally a normal process results in something that is labeled as “distorted”? You just nullified growth and/or change…

Or am I overreacting? 

Being unreasonably passionate, and being that we are on the subject…

Since when is General Lee considered normal? 

I thought he was an evil racist pig, in an evil racist empire, doing evil racist things, in an EVIL RACIST world?

I express, therefore, I clam.
^Course of Empire – Infested^
Google Search = Why do people in england not like francis drake?

10 Things You May Not Know About Francis Drake

So…not much there other than…

“He began his career as a slave trader”

…and I don’t think that’s it, so let’s onward.

Sir Francis Drake

“Edmund Drake was a Protestant”

…surely THAT can’t be it. Things keep pointing towards a certain direction tho. That “Protestant” kinda helps with the compass in that regard.

Bloody Flux

Dysentery

So…they put him in his armor, placed the whole kit and kaboodle in a lead lined coffin, buried him at sea, and…

divers and explorers are,

and have been,

looking for it ever since?

Escherichia Coli

Bacillus (Shape)

That gets me to thinking about geometry a bit, and how “we in our modern world” sometimes use these shapes.

EX: Today, I saw a Tweet about some new technology that allows for veins to be found using Infrared Light. Odd that when I clicked the “watch this video on YouTube” link, it didn’t take me to that particular video, and the video was nowhere to be found on that channel. So, I searched Google for it.

Interesting note: That channel on YouTube? It’s called…Mashable.

Hmmm...
^VeinViewer IV Video^

So Roob just posted some new shiznit, and it’s a good thing that she did. I might have gotten off-track otherwise. Plus, all this bullshit is giving me a motherfucking headache.

Migraine

Ebers Papyrus

Dracunculiasis

BOOM!!!

“Wrap the emerging end of the worm around a stick and slowly pull it out. 3,500 years later, this remains the standard treatment.”

There’s more to this. Faint and distant, but also clear in many ways. I don’t know if that makes sense to you, but it does to me. Prolly something that I mentioned to Roob recently about…

“The gods burrowing their way through time”

…is ringing some bells. And what I meant by that was time itself. Yeah…that time.

The Time. 

The time that is time and makes time. Not that any alarm bells are ringing nor should they be. But yes, there is an ominous tone in there. Someone needs help. Someone needs help from us, and we aren’t giving it. Could be a number of reasons for this, and some grace may lay within the fact that, should God/the gods exist, they prolly are quite patient.

Until they aren't anymore. 

But, what the fuck do I know. Meh.

^The Prodigy – Jericho^

That does get me to thinking a bit about something tho. Were “Doomsday” real, would we be disappointed were it to not to appear?

lolz...dis-appointed.

DATE WITH DOOMSDAY = RESCHEDULED!!!

I guess that’s why I kinda think that “the countdown clock” is always at zero(0). Always has been, always will be. But why wouldn’t it be? That’s where we’re headed…right? So…that’s all that matters. Some seem to think that way all the time…so let’s take that thought a step further.

"The countdown clock" is always at one(1).

So…1-0

I personally keep mine at 1-0-1. A countdown will always start to count up again. Unless time stops completely. Which…yeah…that’s really what happens at zero(0) and is good reason to stay away from it. And I don’t use “it” lightly there. In my mind, “it” is the simultaneousness of end and/or beginning, depending on which end you are currently looking at, for, or chasing for whatever reason. If you start to get your head wrapped around it, they are both the same thing at the same time? Yeah…that’s why you have no clue what in the fuck you are looking at.

Q: What have we forgotten?

A1: Time

A2: Observer(s)

That means perspective. Which means perspectives. I mean, you’re intending on sharing what you find…right?

Find the beginning, and you will find the end.

Find the end? Welllllll…ya gotta keep in mind where we are in time. We’re neither here nor there. We’re right in the big middle of both. If you also keep in mind that I personally am thinking about this shit from more of a scientific viewpoint, with respect to time and times and less of a religious manner of thinking. I dunno…I’ve got nothing to sell here. Make up your own fucking mind.

^The Chemical Brothers – Go^

HOLY SHIT!!! A QUESTION VIA THE WHATEVER HOWEVER HOTLINE!!!

Q: Cade, what exactly do you mean by “the gods burrowing through time”? It sounds insulting.

A: WOAH FUCKING NELLY!!! A question AND an observation!!! 

That’s a first. But lemme get on with this…if “the micro” is unimportant…why are we tinkering there? EVERYTHING is important in some way shape or form, otherwise, it wouldn’t be here.

WOAH!!! A SECOND QUESTION!!!

Q: Cade, what if something is “here”, just to give us something to do?

A: Well, if you think in less singular terms in that regard, maybe that will be indicative of where we sometimes fail, and where we sometime succeed. 

Gotta keep times in mind here. Just because something “is gone” doesn’t mean that it is gone, nor gone forever. I mean, you remember it…right? Prolly others do to? Prolly been some hen-scratching etched out here and there about whatever it is? Maybe this is why “book burnings” are so popular sometimes. We don’t care what it is, we just want it motherfucking out of our heads.

^Junkie XL, Elvis Presley – A Little Less Conversation (Elvis vs JXL)^

For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me. And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

2 Corinthians 12: 8,9

It’s raining here. Been raining most of the day. The thunder started only a few minutes ago.

Thorn in the Flesh

A bit early perhaps…but…meh. The Christmas decorations will start appearing in stores very soon.

^Cocteau Twins – Winter Wonderland (New Video)^

I dunno mangs and mangettes…this shit is confusing. Especially when people seem to be crossing this and that and everything else, which is understandable, and certainly much more understandable than when it’s opposite show’s its face. Yeah, those who try and unwind the winders. I mean, hell, I even understand that.

What I don’t understand? The violence. The force.

But I even understand that. 

Tho’ we are talking here…aren’t we? We’re not out marching in the streets en masse to demand this or demand that…are we? Can you unmix mixed paint(s)? Can you undraw a portrait? Can you unflow a river or unfill a sea? Can you unbreathe a breath or unbeat a heartbeat? See how easy it is to start to snake down the path of “ways to overcome via any and all means”? You can kill, you can dam, you can drain, you can burn, and you can prohibit, but on the whole, what have you done?

 Why? 

Only you can answers these questions. We all have dark spaces. Irrespective of whether or not we should have these spaces? They’re there. The light that illuminates them will dim, will darken, and will eventually cease.

I work well in the dark.

Do you?

Really?

Then what’s with the light?

^Elvis Presley – Rubberneckin’ (Official Music Video)^

Lessee…where was I…oh yeah…trying to figure out why my skin falls off by the bucket-load. But equally interesting is why it didn’t fall of for long periods of my life. Oh yeah…shampoos and soaps prolly had something to do with keeping that shit under control. Cause if there’s anything that needs to be under control, it’s us.

 Or something. I dunno what that means either. 

But yeah, I am and have been thinking about the cost of prohibiting our bodies from trying to do what they’re trying to do. I mean…you really don’t expect the power grid to be here years from now do you? Certainly not as it exists today. We’re getting something wrong somewhere. So where is it? Lurking in the realms of the “negligible”? That cannot be. Anything you can see or comprehend cannot be negligible…can it?

Which, speaking of can it and canning it, I mentioned something on my own blog recently about canning, and that got me to thinking about standards and standardizations, which got me to thinking about…wait a second here….surely this industrialization shit can’t last much longer…can it?

har har har
^David Bowie ~ Fame 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

What I was thinking about specifically, was milk. We put a lot of pressure on these dairy-cows to produce a lot of milk. That got me to thinking about fats and oils, cold-pressing, friction and heat, which got me to thinking about these vacuum systems that we use to “harvest” the milk from these cows. Surely that can’t be good. All those rapid pressure changes, over and over, day after day? There HAS to be some ergonomics types of shit going on there that we’ve not previously considered.

“If you keep picking at that, it’s never gonna heal.”

^Cocteau Twins – How to Bring a Blush to the Snow^

This got me to thinking about bras, which got me to thinking about boobies, and I went and jerked-off while thinking of boobies. I then got to thinking about boo bees, and got to thinking about heat and temperature regulation “at room temperature”, which, for us, is 98.6°F – if I am doing my calculations correctly – so that got me to thinking about hormone production. But I keep…fucking…winding-up back at…is steel.

Namely, stainless steel. 

This shit don’t breathe well, and certainly not easily, nor is it as easy to clean as its name suggests. So…with that in mind, and considering some of its properties, why WOULDN’T stainless steel be a motherfucking magnet for all kinds of microbial life? Now…if that don’t get you to thinking about shape and shapes, I dunno what will. So let’s talk rabbits, and chasing them.

If you have a shotgun, you don’t need to chase rabbits.

Mystery = SOLVED! Next!
^COCTEAU TWINS Frou – frou Foxes in Midsummer Fires^

What does steel contain?

Iron, and lots of it. 

Science tells us that “heavy shit” can only be produced in stars since it requires a fuckton of pressure to create these elements. O RLY?!?!?

Then what in the FUCK is it doing here? 

Oh…coalescing dust from exploded stars? Um…you are really gonna try and get me to sign off on, a star that is traveling God-knows how fast through our own galaxy, explodes at God-only knows what kinds of velocities…and yet…this shit somehow just…hangs around the point of nova? And more than that…the shit hangs around so fucking long, that it re-coalesces and does it again?

What have we omitted? 

Those that don’t. I mean, if we are plummeting through space, is it any wonder why someone might be able to see how a star could collect fucktons of “fuel” over trillions of years without missing a beat, nor really even losing any mass? Maybe it’s the particular trajectory and path that it is on that makes these types of stars so “special” in the way that we like to think about things. Maybe there’s an impeller and propeller type of dynamic that sometimes happens due to…oh say…relative proximation of forms and bodies containing…oh…something like…forms and bodies.

Q: Will that maybe help you with finding “earth-like” planets in your search and searches?

A: I dunno either.

Just a suggestion.

^Wings ~ Listen To What The Man Said 1975 Disco Purrfection Version^

HEY!!! I LIKE RAMBLING!!! CREATES HOLES IN MY GAPS IN THINKING!!!

So shutup or something 😛

Where was I…OH! I was in the zone.

(ba da ching)

There was a story that I stumbled across recently that had an image of a water-droplet hovering a needle…while in space…at the ISS. So that got me to thinking about its relative distance to and from Earth/Terra. That got me to thinking about…um…high explosives. Yeah…up in the kiloton and megaton range, and “atmospheric” testing.

Q: Which part of our atmosphere, is Terra Firma, not a part of?

A: The atmosphere itself? K...then remove it. Won't the structure and structures crumble?

I’m just wondering about the high-altitude atmospheric testing that has taken place. Nevermind the holes themselves, what I am thinking about, is all that shit that these detonations pushed out of the way. Nevermind the chemical and molecular/atomic and smaller reactions that happened up in an area/environment that we know absolutely fuckall about. And now, we are smearing layer after layer of all kinds of pollution and pollutants in the air that originated from underground. Yeah, under that layer that we just 86’d to see what was a part of what and where and when.

^Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr ~ You Don’t Have To Be A Star 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

Did you ever have a lawn that you got to burn the dry grass in the late-winter/early-spring? I wonder if that heat creates like…a vacuous kind of action, and has a drawing-up and/or out kind of effect on the soil(s)?

Just thinking out loud. 

Was watching a documentary on pre-Columbus America recently, and they were talking about the Native American peoples that used to burn the grasslands so that they would grow grasses and plants that attracted game. And they also talked about The Anasazi.

Anasazi

Ancestral Puebloans

Hey…if we ain’t talking people while talking all this other bullshit? Then what in the FUCK are we talking for? What are we even talking about?

^Andrea True Connection ~ More, More, More 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

We in-terra-upt this disruption for an important-ish messyage…

Amanuensis
Secretary
Minutes
Court Reporter
Stenotype
Real-Time Transcription
Broadcasting
T-Shirt
Jersey (Fabric)
Channel Islands
Bailiwick of Guernsey
Privy Council of the United Kingdom
Privy
Outhouse
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I’ll stop right there, since someone recently put something on my radar regarding some dude that lived somewhere at some time, and said something at some point to the effect of…

“The dose makes the poison”

The Dose Makes The Poison

Roob is gonna have to edit this nonsense, and being that it’s my first in a while that we’ll do together…I’ll wrap it up.

^Röyksopp – Happy Up Here (Datassette Remix)^

How can my testicles/scrotum properly and accurately regulate temperature(s) and/or pressure(s), when my junk is all crammed together into an inefficiency apartment, and I’m required to sit all day or do repetitive motions all day or whatever? Makes me think about clothing(s) of all kinds.

I can see why women like wearing thongs so much, cause there ain’t much there. Not that I am willing to start wearing underwear again in a thong configuration. My junk is too tiny/I couldn’t make a thong work. I did wear bikini-briefs for a while. Can’t wear regular-briefs at all, and can’t wear boxers all the time. Boxer briefs were pretty awesome when they finally started making those, but even that gets irritating.

So yeah…erm…testicular and glandular issues/irregularities and hormonal issues. I mean sure, my penis is kinda small, but I need it, and it’s neighbors. I dunno why, but I do. I think all that shit has more than one function or something.

^Goldfrapp – Systemagic (Official Video)^

We back on good speaking terms?

K cool.

I gotta run.

^Vitalic – Poison Lips (TRUE FULL HD)^

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What I did there...do you see it?

X Marks The Spot.

K…I really gotta go now.

^CoLD SToRAGE – Cairodome^

cYacFa

^J. Cole – She Knows ft. Amber Coffman, Cults^

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*/furrows brow… Yeah, when Cade mentions junk, he’s not talking about food, Clicky…*

Have a pleasant evening, Dear Reader, and… Have a Song 😉

Missive From ‘Merica: Write On!

I hope you’re enjoying your Sunday, Dear Reader. Fortunately the world didn’t end yesterday, as predicted

Thank fuck for that, ‘cos I have had a Harry story accepted for the Underdog Anthology III

… And I still haven’t mutilated a poem for the Afterword yet…

Whilst I get on with doing that, feel free to dive into the latest missive, deep and inviting, from Cade the Okie Devil, below. Enjoy! 😀

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!!!Let's Doo Sum SnewZ!!!

I’ve decided to give Bing News a shot today…

…but I have a feeling…

…this might be a little…

…lopsided….

…assuming that Bing routes most of it’s shit through MSN.

^Cliff Richard ~ Devil Woman 1976 Disco Purrfection Version^

On with the snooze…

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Texas asks court to allow its ban on ‘sanctuary cities’

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Marilyn Manson: ‘Columbine Destroyed My Entire Career’

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North Korean leader Kim called Trump a what? A ‘dotard’

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HOLLYWOOD ACTRESS TELLS ALL: “I FELT BLOATED, TIRED, AND UNHEALTHY… NOW I KNOW WHY”

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‘Game Plan to Survive.’ Teen Gets Locked in Cave for 60 Hours With No Cellphone Signal

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Now…I know what you are thinking.

You are thinking…

DUDE!!! I ALREADY READ ALL THAT SHIT!!!

Well I hadn’t.

Go fuck yourself.
^Three Dog Night – Never Been To Spain^

I saw an advertisement on that last story, that talked about “why doctors will no longer prescribe Metformin”…and the advertisement went on to say…that the ad…was selected…for me.

Q: What in the FUCK is Metformin, and why did it select me?

A: ?!?!?

The link to the story was 500 fucking miles long, so I skipped it, and just went and looked up Metformin on Google.

Metformin

I don’t have diabetes…type 2 or otherwise. WTF?!?!?

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Is everything designed to kill us? Something is not adding up.

Yeah…it’s adding up…but to what?

For whom?

^Alanis Morissette – King of Pain^

Q: How much gold is in Fort Knox

A: According to the U.S. Mint, there are currently 147.3 million ounces of gold in Fort Knox, KY. At a current price of about $1,776 per ounce, this is worth 261.6 billion dollars.

147,300,000 ounces / 16 ounces = 9,206,250 pounds.

9,206,250 / 2,000 = 4,603.125 tons.

$261,600,000,000 dollars / 323,100,000 citizens = $809.66

I’d like mine in cash please. Hell, that ain’t even 1/2 an ounce of gold.

I knew I wasn't worth a fuck

…but damn…that’s some hardcore, cold-blooded shit right there.

^Rafa Barrios – Palabras (Original Mix)^

HOLD THE PHONE!!!

Has the Federal Reserve Sold the Gold at Fort Knox?

This article says…that The U.S. Treasury actually has 8,134 tons in total. So I guess only about half of that is in Kentucky.

8,134 tons = 16,268,000 lbs = 260,288,000 ounces = $462,271,488,000 @ $1,776 per ounce.

$462,271,488,000 / 323,100,000 citizens = $1,430.74

Considering that the year that I made the most money – I made right at $120,000 that year – I paid over $40,000 in taxes, and averaged working about 70 hours per week…um…yeah.

I gotta regroup here.
^Frida – I Know There’s Something Going On (ABBA) (1982) HD 0815007^

WOAH NELLY!!!

SOME LIMEY JUST KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!!

AND I LIKE IT!!!

Getting metaphysical

😐

I am dissapoint (sic)

j/k

I got a question about your view of “not being able to see time”…

Q: Would you know it, if you saw it?

To relate…let’s think about drag racing, since an interest in both time and trains should certainly be easily relatable to drag racing, from both the participant and spectator positions.

There was a video that I posted sometime back, that showed a guy getting a ride-along in a drag car. There was an in-car video camera, and at the end of the ride, the passenger commented…

“That seemed like a LOT longer time from inside the car!”

The drag car in question, was about an 11/12 second car. Meaning it took about 11/12 seconds to cover the 1/4 mile, which is 1,320 feet.

Find a clock that has a second hand…now watch it click off 11 seconds.

Keep in mind, that a drag car never stops accelerating.

So for the entire time, of that 11 seconds, you are going faster and faster, the whole time.

If you were traveling at the speed of light…186,282 miles per second…you just covered 2,048,882 miles.

BUT!!! What if…you started @ a relative “0-speed” and accelerated from 0 to 186,282 miles per second within that 11 seconds?

^The Sweet – The Ballroom Blitz 1973^

Q: What did you encounter during that 11 seconds?

Q: What encountered you?

So yeah…spin. All kinds of spin and spins. I’m not trying to sell anyone on anything…just trying to describe what I see. I don’t think I’m alone in what I see…just…yeah…alone-ish or something.

😐

Anyway…what is really cool to me, relativistically…is when there is a proximate particle or mass, that appears to be not moving at all. Yet relative to some distant particle or mass…it may be moving at some fucking RIDICULOUS speeds.

Pert near Ludicrous Speed. 😛

Especially if those particles/masses are entangled.

Shit gets really funky from there.

^Sweet – Love is like Oxygen^

For example, if two masses are entangled at great distance…they may swap places, and your never ever know it, save for a change in the mass that you are observing. You don’t actually know that it’s a different mass…you just know that a change has taken place.

We make assumptions that these actions/reactions are local or even localized…but that’s not always the case. By the time out new mass moves in, and replaces the old one, the new one may have been traveling at ridiculous speeds over great distances. The old one and new one, transfer energy/energies and momentum(s), and the old one hauls ass elsewhere.

Further…the old one may transfer it’s entanglement many times as it heads out wherever it is going. Like tumblers handshaking here and there and everywhere. Lots of parts, lots of methods, lots of mediums, lots of time. I dunno…I get jazzed when anyone talks about time. Keep it contextual, and everything else becomes possible.

Grains of sand, to eyes of needles.
^Gary Wright – Love Is Alive^

Where was I?

^Raspberries Go All The Way Mike Douglas Show 1974^

Prolly gonna go find some ice for my balls.

Fuckin’ Limeys.

^Climax Blues Band ~ Couldn’t Get It Right 1977 Disco Purrfection Version^

FBI Misses THIRD Deadline to Hand Over Subpoenaed Documents On Trump Dossier

What does this mean? I dunno. Go arrest the FBI. I guess they could just handcuff themselves and turn themselves in…but I wouldn’t count on that. Maybe pull their funding? Stop printing their paychecks and turn the electricity off in The J.Edgar Building…that might get someone’s attention. Or how about make the FBI go without toilet paper until they produce this shit.

lolz That sounds funny.

PRODUCE THIS SHIT…OR YA’LL GETS NO TP UNTIL YOU DOO!!!

^The Three Degrees – When will I see you again (Ruud’s Extended Mix)^

It occurs to me, that with all of this secrecy, we’ve been operating in a “Minority Report” kind of “Thought Police” kind of mode for a long time. This isn’t about every American having an FBI file irrespective of whether or not they’ve ever committed a crime. That I can quasi-sorta understand on some levels. This is about accountability via secrecy.

With secrecy, there is no accountability. How can there be? We’re not talking about privacy. Government like ours deserves none. I should be able to go to FBI.gov, and look up my own name, and see if I’m being investigated for anything. See if I’ve ever been investigated for anything. See if it’s ever been recommended that I be investigated for anything, on who’s recommendation, and why.

I should be able to look up how much money The FBI spent on coffee last month. How much they spent on sugar. How much they spent on drink cups and coffee stirrers. Who is requisitioning government planes instead of flying commercial. Does that sound good? I can think of some more stuff if you need suggestions. Just let me know.

So yeah…it’s not about this or that, it’s about this and that, and everything else. I thought that’s what accountability was\is?

^The Association – Along Comes Mary^

I guess one could argue that my thoughts on particle and mass motion could be summed up to slight of hand. But…what about preservation of mass? Preservation of energy? Preservation of energy? If you don’t have the balls to countermand your own bullshit, it’s prolly why you aren’t getting anywhere. Hey asshat(s)…I’m on your team.

Ain't I?
^Orleans – Still The One (with lyrics)^

Ah HA!!! A question via The Whatever However Hotline!!!

Q: Cade, what is binding these particles?

Cade: Didn’t see this one coming. Are we talking local, less-local, or non-local? Because you have to consider them all. If we thing of a string as being the current method of binding of some particular particles…which part of the string are you seeing? How would you know? When the energy and energies run out…welp…what about less bound strings?

If you disconnect your machines, or turn them off, or stop the process that was further intermingled with the goings on…why wouldn’t shit stop? I mean…we are talking about operating within time and times here. Are you really willing to go the distance? What if you only get one chance to “tap” an infinite power source, but that source is more like Morse code, and there is a thousand years that will transpire until the next dah or dit?

Yes…I’m suggesting that “tapping” or “harnessing” ANYTHING…can, and will, have consequences. Why wouldn’t it? Just because something is local…you think it’s ours? What…are you drowning and there’s a life-ring nearby…hence…it’s yours? I don’t think things work like that. Certainly not always. We need more information.

Sound familiar? 

It should.

^Firefall – Strange Way^

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Gridiron Football

Man…I went from Diabetes to Flowers to Moths to Football in like…nothing flat. Must be football season or some such. Yesterday was the first day of Fall… so…yeah…foosball!!!

Mama Boucher: Foos-ball? Buncha overgrown monsters man-handlin’ each other… ‘Member when dat man wanted you to play foos-ball, Bobby?

Movie = The Waterboy

^Waterboy-I like them too^

It don’t hurt none, to talk about whatever in the fuck I want, do it? I never would have considering yapping about anything at all till just a coupla years ago. Too much pride I guess. Too afraid to be wrong, and even more afraid of being right.

That's no way to live...is it?
^David Holmes – I Heard Wonders^

I’ve had to get a lot of shit out of my system over at my own blog lately. I guess mainly because I can freewheel a shade more in a single direction, and spend more time doing it. When I sit down to write these things here? The objective is to move as rapidly as possible, and cover as much ground as possible. Not really, but my objective is to spend as little time as possible between A and B, and I’ve no idea what that is going to be.

Like tonight/this morning? I really didn’t have much in my head at all. Nothing that I really wanted to write about. I’ve got some other writing that I want to do, but nothing is currently coming to mind. It’s difficult to write a story that you’ve already completed in your head. Not that I’ve ever tried to write like this before or anything…but God bless her…someone has prodded me along in a very clever way over the last coupla days, and I’m thankful for that. But I guess I gotta go the rest of the way now.

Now...what's that bit about announcing your plans and hearing/watching God laugh?
^Knife Party – ‘Sleaze’^

Christmas is just around the corner I guess. I wonder when everything will go on sale? And since when is everything on sale? There’s something vague booping around in this empty head of mine, and has been for a few days. Ever since I saw mention of slavery somewhere along the line, and these Anunnaki fucks keeps bopping in and out of my noggin’.

But yeah...

Being off-balance helps me think. But this shit ain’t like that. To say that it was this kind of thought or that kind of thought, meaning good or bad, would be…kinda…on track…but not really. It’s not really like that. I’m not sure that a judgement call could be made like that with respect to “aliens” or “extra-terrestrials”…mainly because of us.

We are SOOOOooo fucking convinced, that anyone who shows up, is just here to take shit away from us. Welp, who the FUCK owns the shit now? At best, I’ve apparently got a $1,500 stake in the country in which I live, and THAT’S assuming that the other 323.1 million fucks that live here are feeling generous, and willing to let me sell my 1oz stake of gold that is sitting somewhere where I can’t get to it. I didn’t dig that shit up. Where’d it come from?

^orleans-dance with me [lyrics]^

What’s it like to get old? Let’s see.

Fact Sheet: Aging in the United States

 

Who…in the fuck…is PRB?

Population Reference Bureau

Oh. Anyway…

“The number of Americans ages 65 and older is projected to more than double from 46 million today to over 98 million by 2060, and the 65-and-older age group’s share of the total population will rise to nearly 24 percent from 15 percent.”

So…there’s 46 million peeps over 65 in The USA.

$462,271,488,000 / 46,000,000 = $10,049.38.

Here’s your paycheck…go play golf.

^I’M NOT IN LOVE – 10cc^

Considering that the retirement age is now 70, and these PRB fucks say that the number of old farts is gonna almost double by 2060…wait…

WHAT?!?!?!?!? 20-fucking-60?!?!?!? 

I’ll be 92 fucking years old in 2060. You really think that anyone, who is 27 years old right now, will give a flying fuck about some 92 year-old asshole in 2060?

Yeah…someone who is 27 years old right now, will be eligible to retire in 2060. What about some young punk that was born today? Yeah…today…as in…September 23rd of 2017…they’ll be 43 in 2060. You think that they will give two fucks about two old fucks aged 92 and 70?

Nope. 

They’ll be driving flying sportscars, chasing skirts, and writing child-support/alimony checks in the midst of their mid-life crisis, all while battling Hepatitis L.

Meh…I’ll prolly be on Mars and/or The Moon/Luna by 2060. Maybe even Jupiter or Saturn. The mail is prolly slow getting out that way…so you can keep the Social Security checks.

^Todd Rundgren – Hello It’s Me (1972)^

Damn…it’s 03:05…I could use a hug.

<huggles>
^AL STEWART “Time Passages”^

Human Leukocyte Antigen

Lots of tics and tocs and dahs and dits and beeps and boops to be seen at these levels.

Christian Laying On Of Hands

Don’t need anyone? Good for you. What about those that do? What about those that don’t, and then they do? I dunno either.

Event driven time.

Event driven times.

What kinds?

All kinds.

What cha got in minds?

We got all kinds of fine finds for you to finds.

Hop on in on of the lines.

Sees what you can sees, and finds what you can finds.

Your answers are your own.
^Robbie Dupree: Steal away^

I just remembered that my driver’s license expires in two months.

Yeesh…I’ll have no “valid I.D.” while cruising the motherland. Or fatherland. Or homeland. Or whatever in the fuck it my comrades call it.

A paranoid bunch we are.

We prolly need some secret organizations to keep us safe.

Let’s form some.

We need a manifesto first tho.

I quit.
^Earth, Wind & Fire – September^

I don’t have anything against beliefs and traditions and shit like that. Cept the ones that tell me what a piece of shit I am. Or the ones that tell me how fucking great I am.

Too confusing. 

I dunno…I’ll figure it out. But I did address some pomp and circumstance kinds of things over at my own blog earlier this evening. If I need a pound of Wolfsbane, a goats right testicle, and a pure copper talisman in the shape of two figure 8’s bound by three stars and a zero? Where in the fuck am I supposed to get that shit? I gots no monies, and this shit don’t grow on trees ya know.

I don’t mind going without. I appreciate the suggestion, but I’d bet that goat needs his balls more than I need protection from whatever it is that’s hounding me. You think they’ll bargain? Maybe say…two used golf-balls in place of the goat’s ball? Time and a place for everything? Just being nice and trying to do the right thing(s) in my own life isn’t enough? What about over time? Over times?

Yeah…I forgot…works count for nothing. Everyone take 5. Smoke em’ if ya got em’.

😛
^Stevie Wonder: Superstition (Live)^

For Bubba.

^Van Morrison – Moondance^

cYacFa

<Earth Wind & Fire – Let’s Groove>

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*/daydreaming… Hmm… I hope so too, Clicky…*

*What?*

*Alright! I’m dooing it… /rolls eyes…*

Missive From ‘Merica: Shamble On!

To recap, Dear Reader – First was the preamble, followed by some ambling, so now we come to the final part of this ramble shamble of a missive mission

*There you are Clicky! Good, hear for the heavy lifting? …/pats snout… Join you in a bit, just gonna smoke this first…/lights up…*

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Cade impresses Roob with his gif

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Cade and Roob end Missive Mission Experiment

This stops here...because it does.

cYacFa

^Boards of Canada – An Eagle In Your Mind^

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*/looks up… Good show, Clicky! …/drags… I’ve gotta get on and write my Anthology III story now… /stubs fag… Don’t wanna be late…*

Until next time, Dear Reader… Have a Song ❤

 

 

Missive From ‘Merica: Head, Shoulders, Needs… Who Knows *shrugs*

My sister Juju is visiting family in California at present, Dear Reader. I’ve enjoyed seeing the numerous photographs of her trip posted on her Arse-about-FaceBook page. Yesterday she sent a couple just for me…

Juju sends Roobee stars 1

Fortunately, this has made writing the header and footer for Cade’s newest missive, below, a little easier as it contains a ‘wall’ or two to scale…

… Not to mention a couple of ‘Safety’ links…

… Enjoy and see you at the bottom 😉

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The day…that no one has been looking forward to…HAS ARRIVED!!!

Congratulations.

You’ve graduated.

Collect your diploma at the end of the line.

And don’t come back.

Move along as expediently as possible please.

^BAD – U2^

I should prolly be writing something else, but we’ll just have to settle for this. The hot water is currently turned off, and I don’t dare turn it on. Plus, I don’t shower regularly anyway, so we’re good. You can’t smell me, and never will have to. That does get me to thinking about water and showers and baths tho.

Q: What’s the first thing you do when you get out of a bath or shower?

A: ?¿?

Don’t ask me…I dunno the answer. We’ve not showered or taken a bath together lately, and the way things are going, we won’t be any time soon. So…I guess I’ll have to go out on a limb here, and make a guess that the first thing that most people do…is get dressed.

^Taratating-Taratatong (Tarata-Ting, Tarata-Tong)^

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Now…you are prolly asking yourself…

Dude, what are you thinking here?

Welp, what I am wondering is…

Q: Is there anything I cannot learn?

A: ???

Q: Is there anything that I cannot teach myself?

A: ¿¿¿
^The Windmills of Your Mind – Noel Harrison^

No…this AIN’T gonna be all “wavy walls”, you fucking uppity…fucks. Just…

chill or something.
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I’m just thinking proportionally here, and wondering just how much of something that it takes, to create something else. This’ll wander, this thought of mine, so let’s skip on down to the next paragraph, eh?

^Jacqueline Taieb – 7 heure du matin (01)^

I’m curious about a particular batch of, say…Head & Shoulder dandruff shampoo. Let’s say, we’re gonna cook up an average batch of normal ol’ plain ol’ Head & Shoulders shampoo for processing and bottling to be shipped out for sale…

Q: How much Selenium is used in a normal run?

A: Does this question assume too much? Do I assume that there is Selenium in every batch? Does the company that makes Head & Shoulders shampoo(s) even USE Selenium in their products? What in the fuck IS Selenium anyway?

Selenium

Let’s go see what’s in Head & Shoulders shampoo(s)…

Hmmm….no Selenium. Lotta questions in there about allergies tho.

Meh...fuckit. Let's upgrade!!!

Selsun Blue

So…as I was saying…I wonder how much Selenium is used to knock up a batch of Selsun Blue shampoo?

😛
^Dan Reeder – Maybe^

Now that containment has been achieved-ish, and containment is contained…let’s think a shade or two about bitterness.

If one single “mutated” cell can potentially cause cancer and/or potentially kill, what is the basis for the timeline(s) that we are working with here? I’m just thinking, that all I see is one huge gap. A void. Nothing. You cannot cure something that does not exist.

So operating under the mentality that “welp, you gotta die of something, but it damn sure ain’t gonna be lung cancer” is fine for you and you alone. Too much “I want my children to grow up in a world that…”…that what? Takes a shit in my yard so that yours can be clean?

What am I rambling about here? 

I’m not rambling about a what…I’m rambling about a who. And that who is someone named Anna Raccoon.  Don’t ask me why I’m thinking about AR…but I am.

^Fallout 3 Soundtrack Civilization (Bingo Bango Bongo)^
What in the FUCK...is a "bellend"?
Bellend
Bellend
Bellen
Bellen
Bell End
Glans Penis (Redirected from Bellend)
Oh.

Mystery = SOLVED! ….!

Something is missing.

^Jimmy Soul – Get an ugly girl to marry you^

Is everything based-based? Lotta the usual clamboring(sic) about love affairs with youth and/or the battle between youth and old age. But it occurs to me that bases are the basis for virtually everything I read about. Even when I am just skimming Tweets here and there, everyone seems to be seeking bases and basis for them.

I don’t blame people for wanting to get involved in this or that. Maybe its just a realization that you were always participating…just…you’ve been doing your own thing or something. Maybe you’ve “been involved” in the more visible channels for a long time, and think that I owe you something for that. Maybe I do. But I don’t remember you asking for my permission to do whatever it is that you’ve been doing. So I guess I would contend that you’ve been doing your own thing all along, and it’s got absolutely fuckall to do with me.

Till now anyway.
^Zack Hemsey – “Waiting Between Worlds (Instrumental)”^

UL (Safety Organization)

Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t NASA the only government agency within and of The United States/US Government that actually does something? Like…something productive?

I mean, I can think of like The FAA since they like do some actual stuff with air traffic controllers and the flight navigation infrastructure and stuff, but that’s still kinda vague. And I guess where my head/bellend is heading to, is automation.

So yeah...robotics too. 

It’s not that I fear robots, robotics and automation for myself and others, because there’s also some considerations to give the robots themselves. And this is less about the parenting angle, which is important, but currently thinking more about the care level and levels. Do you mind?

^Shaving Cream Song^

On a related topic, I think I just discovered the reason that my arms hurt all the time, and why it is painful for someone to touch my arms. I would elaborate, but I can’t. Sorry.

😦
^sea shanties – spanish ladies^

Most of the music in this here particular whatever, is brought to you buy…

"Unusual Music Playlist"

…by some fucking random-assed YouTube person.

Thanks for the music random-assed YouTube person!!!

^Johnny Collins – Leave Her Johnny (sea chantey)^

If you spend all yout time working on the mechanics and the animation(s) of the mecha, what does that leave for the individual? If you are trying to replace you, with a better you, I can only assume that you not only must not like yourself very much…but you given up hope on yourself and are punting the responsibility for change and changes and changing…elsewhere. Not saying you need to “do it the old fashioned way” by fucking up offspring of your own, but I do wonder about the “self-hypnosis” aspect of believing in things that are not there.

That’ll bring us nicely back to cancer and mutation and shit like that. Because do you really want some robot creation that has a 5,000 year battery pack to be sitting around lamenting the death of it’s creator? What else is it gonna do? All you gave it was a fuckton of time, and nothing to do with it. Even if you gave it an agenda something akin to Wall-E’s task…at some point…they are gonna finish that/those tasks.

Ever consider what would happen if one of these machines tendered its resignation?

Does that matter to you?
^dan reeder havana burning^

Fine line between possible and impossible has just reared it’s head. If everything is possible within technology, science, robotics and the like…how do you explain “the impossible” to your creation?

It's IMPOSSIBLE for a machine/robot to harm a human being...so says its programming.

Yet it’s the dream of conquering “the impossible” that made you machine possible in the first place. And this isn’t about dreams nor dreaming dreams as much as it is the tangible intangibility of possibility.

Your “self” went into this creation. Lots of thoughts and thinking have been done over the past 4/5 decades as to many paradoxes and paradigms with respect to robotics. Do you love your creation? Do you take it out for beer and darts night…and not just to impress the ladies or men so you can get laid? Do you read it bedtime stories? Does your machine have ANY…concept at all…as to the construct known as time? Do you? What about…life?

^Baz Luhrmann – Everybody’s Free To Wear Sunscreen^

Tinkering with tiny seems to have a lot of responsibility. Maybe that’s why you are tinkering there. You think no one will see you. Think you won’t get caught. That means you are relying on death to save you in the event something goes wrong. All kinds of ways that death can save your ass, eh?

Better be sure.

Food for thought.

^Henry Burr – My Old Kentucky Home 1909 Peerless Quartette^

Was just thinking about the concept of…erm…let’s say, “ways, means and methods of summoning death.” And I’m only thinking of this, because I’m thinking about “death” being a “solution” to anything.

To relate…if you wanna spend some time cruising facts and figures about the number of animals killed in WWI, WWII, and Vietnam? You might be surprised and even staggered. But what I am thinking about here…is “death” coming up to have a look-see as to why in the FUCK there is so much killing going on certain areas, why there is so much dying in others, and even why certain areas seem to be…void.

Q: What if “death” had to recruit?

A: ???

Yeah…this is gonna be a toughie to explain, seeing as we tend to think of death as something that happens, done, over, finito, that’s it, end of story. But that’s not the case…is it? To relate…let’s hop on down a space…eh?

^Winona Ryder . Jump In The Line . Shake Senora . BeetleJuice 1988 Harry Harold George Belafonte Jr^

When I was younger, I used to have my own landscaping business of sorts. Mowing, edging, weed trimming, making flowerbeds and flower gardens…oh…and I cut down trees. It always hurt me to cut down trees. I always likened it to punching some old person in the face. Easy prey. But, it paid well, it was dangerous, I worked alone, I charged about 1/50th of what “the professionals” charged, and I was not afraid to tackle the bigger trees.

Granted, I had to go out and survey the tree itself to see if I could actually do it since most trees are close to houses, fences, power and telephone lines, etc.. But a single chainsaw, several hand saws, and a big-assed rope allowed me to do virtually everything by myself. I had a girl on my mind. She was on the other side of the planet. And goddamnit…I had to get there. So…trees were my money maker.

^SCOTLAND THE BRAVE ~ PIPES & DRUMS ~ ( HD )^

Mud-er and Fod-er.

Mudder and Fodder.

Mutter and Fatter.
FOD
Foreign Object Damage
Mud
Slurry
Slurry Wall
Groundwater
Slurry Ice
Shell and Tube Heat Exchanger
Surface Condenser
Eddy (Fluid Dynamics)
Bell Mouth
Streamline
Streamlines, Streaklines, and Pathlines
Mother
Father
Fat Mud.

Prolly why there is more than one title for parents and elders.

^Allan Sherman – Hello Muddah Hello Faddah (1963)^

That does get me to thinking about states a bit more. Trying to prevent something from happening, that is going to happen anyway.

“The inlet end of each tube is also bellmouthed for streamlined entry of water. This is to avoid eddies at the inlet of each tube giving rise to erosion, and to reduce flow friction.”

That’s from the Surface Condenser page. Like grabbing a snake and expecting it to bow to your will/do what you tell it to do. You do this…it does that. Sound rudimentary? Elementary? Bush league? Sophomoric? Any other derogatory terms we can pile on here “to keep me in my place”?

^The BOBCATS ” Big Noise From Winnetka ” !!!^

Tis now Sunday @ 12:31, and some mysterious person just now sent me a dark and cryptic link, via a dark and cryptic pathway, that is hidden in the darkest of darkened paths.

Shhh...this shit is all covert and dark...don't tell anyone...k?

Mind The Chemtrails: US Air Force Dispatches Sprayer Aircraft In Response To Harvey

OK…so…Harvey is back-ish in the news. I guess I coulda punned there and said “brackish in the news”…but that would make too much sense-ish sorta kinda. Anyway…um…it appears mosquitoes are a problem. Or they may be. Or they might be.

CARPETBOMBING!!!

Step 1: SHOW CAN

Step 2: AWE/AWW\AWE

Prolly some death going on there.

So yeah…targeting mosquitoes, eh?

I wonder what else lives there.
Anything? Anyone? Lotsa ones?
Meh fuckit. Burn it all.
^Trio Mandili – Apareka (The CD-album is available on http://triomandili.com/en/#buy)^

Ian Malcolm: John, the kind of control you’re attempting simply is… it’s not possible. If there is one thing the history of evolution has taught us it’s that life will not be contained. Life breaks free, it expands to new territories and crashes through barriers, painfully, maybe even dangerously, but, uh… well, there it is.

John Hammond: There it is.

Henry Wu: You’re implying that a group composed entirely of female animals will… breed?

Ian Malcolm: No. I’m, I’m simply saying that life, uh… finds a way.

Movie = Jurassic Park

What if…erm…”death were able to find a way”?

I guess if that were the case…”away” would be a good thing, eh?

Prolly ain’t an away that is far enough away at that point.

Anchors aweigh might be a good idea.

Just sayin'.
^Martin Segundo – When twilight falls on NGC 891 aka James Clarke – Spring Bossa / Dark Star theme HQ^

I was listening to the song below, and it got me to thinking about the music and musics that my parents grew up listening to. I don’t think they were much into music like this, but I was. When I was younger, and got my first transistor radio, I’d tune into the “easy listening” channel at night that broadcast from Reunion Tower here in Dallas.

Reunion Tower

KRLD-FM (Redirected from KOAX-FM)

“K…O…A…X….KOAX! Relaxing music…broadcasting, from hi-atop…Reunion Tower.”

Or something like that…that was their plug-line or whatever, but I always liked when they said that, and I would mimick it often. Then again, I had a lot of speech difficulties, so I grabbed onto and mimicked those things that were very clear to me. I was honestly baffled and bedazzled by people who spoke well. Prolly my attraction to those with accents of all kinds, up to, and including, those who did not speak very well at all. But the people that spoke well and spoke clearly? I always wondered how in the FUCK they did that.

Sgt. Donny Donowitz: [Aldo is carving a swastika into Private Butz’s forehead] You know, Lieutenant, you’re getting pretty good at that.

Lt. Aldo Raine: You know how you get to Carnegie Hall, don’t ya? Practice.

Movie = Inglorious Bastards

^James Clarke – Girl On The Beach (1969)^

Westinghouse Broadcasting
Water Stagnation  (Redirected from Stagnant (water))
Stagnation
Air Stagnation

Jesus…ain’t much there with respect to “air stagnation” is there? I wonder why that is? Anyway, that does get me to thinking a bit about frogs. When I was out west for a bit, there were frogs everywhere. That’s ironic to me considering that frogs are all but void here. You NEVER fucking see frogs around here, they used to be found everywhere around here, but no more. That gets me to thinking about? Yep…you guessed it…ROADKILL!!!

Roadkill

Q: What happens to all of that blood that is drained out of dead bodies during the embalming process?

A: ???

Road Traffic Safety

Botts’ Dots

Just wondering what happens when “clean”…itself…becomes the new stagnation.

^P. Lewis – patterns^

If there is a plan, to keep something from happening, all you need to do, is read that plan, and from there, you can figure out how to make that whatever that you want to have happen…happen…based on this plan of how to make it not happen.

So…you now can see the potential for disaster using this logic since someone else may have anticipated these “weak spots”…and may have even intentionally created them and/or left them there.

So now, you are wondering if its a trap. 

Well…of course it is. How many traps need to be set for you to see that it is a trap? All kinds of ways to funnel and filter and channel your selected prey into your trap and traps. Death still remains our ally in this regard, because death will also take care of those hapless and clueless wanderers that bumble into these traps.

I mean…we’re after a specific prey here…right? Just wondering how many traps you set, and how many innocents have to pay, before there is nothing left but you and your prey.

^Philippe Feret – neige sur la vallee^
Meh...it's not my business. What do I care?
^DENISE REIS – THE TRUMPET WOMAN^

Talked to whatshername, and have decided to hang for at least another week. There have been some other recently recent developments that developed on the same day the plumbers came, which was Friday. Ain’t gonna divulge what it is…but it damn sure ain’t good. Like a kick to the face when you are already down and out…and when you finally wake up all bloodied and battered…you realize, you are also covered in piss.

How sweet.

But yeah…I ain’t happy.

^Dominique Guiot – rest^

Not much that I can really do, but I figure that being here to do whatever I can, can’t hurt. Kids are starting school tomorrow, and she had already taken the day off. I didn’t know that until Friday, but I know now. My daughter is a senior, youngest son a freshman. My…how times fly.

^Dominique Guiot – L’univers De La Mer – (1978) – [France]^

I guess there is a rise and fall or ebb and flow to everything…but does that really give you any bearing as to what is happening where and when?

Quite the basis for base and bases...eh? 

Just thinking here…that if you are looking for, to, and through…dreams, yep…you are looking for the soul. Would you know what one looked like when you saw it? I mean, obviously not…you’ve got one right in fucking front of you, in it’s complete totality, and yet you want to see more.

Think 1’s and 0’s here, and that’ll prolly help as to when and why “the soul” cannot be seen.

Especially in those cases, when the soul you are seeing, yep…actually a reflection of your own soul, and you aren’t seeing someone else’s soul.

Food for thought there, and especially those familiar with Narcissus.

^E=MC² (Francia, 1976) de Teddy Lasry^

cYacFa

^Mac Davis – It’s Hard To Be Humble (1980)^

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*Here already, Clicky? …/squints… With the Song?*

*Good Clicky… /pats snout…*

Roo, Roob, Roobee… Rats!

Enormous chair

*Good afternoon, Clicky… /pats snout… You’ve got the enormous chair out… /lights up… Good call!*

Clicky bring chocolate and Red Frank Gets Ruby

*Ooh chocolate! Thank you… /breaks off piece…*

From my last post, Dear Reader, you will have gleaned that, just like Indiana Jones, I named myself after a dog. I have very fond memories of watching that dog as a child, and again with the boys as babes. We still have stickers up…

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*How Thoughtful Man allowed the scary clown to remain, Clicky, I’ll never know… /He’s scared of clowns…*

Over the years I have been online…

*/:O … Has it only been 5 years? Wow, feels longer… /smokes fag…*

… as Roobeedoo2, others have addressed me by shortening my chosen name to Roobee, Roob, RBD2…

*Roobot… /smirks… I met one this week…*

Roob and Cade afternoon chat

*Yeah, I know… Pepper…*

Roob and Cade afternoon chat 2

*Ha! I mentioned Stephen King’s ‘It’ in comments… /sticks out tongue…

*The film opens tonight and apparently the people going will be dressing up as clowns… /grimaces… Thoughtful Man’s working tonight – he’s gonna shit himself! … /drags… Enough of that, Clicky, I want to get onto the rats…*

So, one of the shamble lenses that I use, synchromystically speaking, is my name. I turn my handle… I suppose in this way, I’m a handler

*/:D… Nice catch! …stubs butt…*

Well today, Dear Reader, I read a story of horror in the news…

French girl mutilated by rats

And how is the name of the rat town pronounced?

*/lights up… That’s right Click… /inhales smoke… Roobee everywear… /exhales…*

Now, if you have read, ‘Anatomy of a Hat Trick‘ yet, and watched ‘The Fedora Chronicles’ contained within it, you may have picked up some common or garden syncs. I told Cade about them at the time…

Roob tells Cade the syncs she spots in The Fedora Chronicles

Herbert Johnson was the maker of Indie’s hat…

therats

*And I guess ‘FoG’ could be Friends of Georgie? … /rolls eyes…*

*/puffs… Don’t worry, Clicky, if I remember rightly, the rats didn’t so much float as get a bit singed…*

*A Song already? …/deep drag…*

Roubaix boom town

*Oh I see… /finishes fag… Well I suppose this Library outing is quite long enough…*

Dear Reader, I could go on, like, oh I dunno… how I hate Nazis, but I’ll end this post hear… Have a Song 😉