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I don't know what love does either, but I think it's turning me into a big drunk. yeesh. Or not love, per se, but just some serious like. I think my boy and I are a bad influence on each other. Seems like neither one of us believes in moderation...
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians Jeffron! I called that number a dozen times. No worky! You know, I thought the prefix/area code combo was a little unlikely. I'm posting from the house of Peter Yarrow's son! (Peter, Paul and Mary). We're partying tonight. What a weird weird world. He's funny; very goofy and eccentric. Ok, ciao.
jimmy Ah, Jeffron. I've thought about you more than once since I've been out here (it's only been since this morning). I'll probably call you when I wake up tomorrow morning. Hopefully your phone line won't be too hampered by calls from random internet surfers looking for whatever it is random internet surfers would be looking for. Perhaps they'll call you for the meaning of life. Awwa, I am here about a girl. She's currently sitting behind me playing sweet rags on the ukulele. I feel like I'm in a period piece. (She's the same from Texas; just visiting family out here.) We saw Pinky today. She answered the door on mushrooms, and I handed her some cds I'd made her. She screamed and laughed and screamed some more. I didn't call her first, but she knew I'd be in town.
jimmy Jimmy Dude, I wish I'd known you were going to Portland. It is one of my favorite places. I'm thinking of going to the airport right now, to just hang around and try to catch a plane. In lieu, I'll leave my digits. Call and I'll hook you up with my droogs: 412-412-8297. That's right, I just posted my home phone on the INTERNET. Go ahead and call, you Bowie-Worshiping heathens. Likely I'm not home; I've been wearing these clothes since Monday. I don't know what love does, but it sure makes a man smell after awhile.
jeffron x Good Luck on your flight, Jimmy! Why Portland? Did I miss a meeting? Hey be careful up there. Isn't that where they were talking about reclassifing war protestors as terrorists? You could end up in prison doing 25 to life! And hey it's really cool that you're playing with a band! "Hot Monkey Love" sounds about right for a band! I've always partly wanted to do that. But I guess I never was quite dedicated to following through. I remind myself of Mickey Roarke in "Rumble Fish." Just too many other things to do, to stick with any one thing, though when I try, I seem to do okay on most anything, Heh! (God! I'm so full of myself!) And your latest musical forrays are great! I especially like "All the Young Dudes" and the guitar jam "17 Megs of Random Sonic Trash!" Keep 'em coming! I'm gonna have to send out that CD that I promised awhile back, of your early pieces. I made the CD, but haven't posted it yet! Maybe we could arrange for a trade, of your new stuff (which is downloadable at work where we have a T1 trunkline, but I don't have access to a CD burner; yet not downloadable at home on my 56K connection). I'd love to have them on a CD that I could take to parties, HA, and at least listen to at home! Be Well, Awwa \A/
Aw I have blasphemed, and I have to get up in five hours for my trip to Portland. I just covered Bowie. Please don't disown me. All the Young Dudes It's about 3.5 megs. I worked my ass off on this. I've just been fascinated with how honey sweet bizarre this song is for so long. I was practically homeless the first time I heard it. It had an effect on me. But then what doesn't? I feel like I walk around with my brain tissue exposed. Wish me luck on the plane, y'all. (Yes I was stomping my feet. Yes the neighbors hate me-but I live in a house and should act like it.)
jimmy Wha huh? Crass what? I didn't get all of that speck. I was staring at your tits. -Just got back from practice. I am officially the bassist for Hot Monkey Love, if only for the joy of playing with my friends in a fun, poppy Beatlesesque band. I hated the music at first, but I had to get over myself. It's fun and people really 'bug out' to it. It kind of reminds me of the music all the spaced out pop stars that Judy Jetson would fall in love with play, and there's actually an "eee orp" kinda song. Rip off? Probably. Who cares. I'm too lazy to write more about it, so here is the email I sent my brother: Eric made these beats using a program I can give you. The raps we layed down were just a joke, me pretending to be Reverend Pimp Jones and Eric singing about girls and the 'bling bling'. Eric saved them without me knowing, cut them up and added his own after it. Don't take it seriously. I'm no rapper, beeyatch, I was only testing the microphone. Always remember your brother is a complete dumbass. This oughtta prove it. Let me know if you want me and Eric to make you and your friends some beats, or if you would want to rap on ours. We could use the talent. I start my my own special mixing and looping on Tuesday. Headed to Oregon Friday. My electric guitar is up and running, so per your request, I would gladly lay down some funk on your friend's beats. If you want the program, or you want us to make beats for you so you or your friends could rap, we could use the talent. beat da bling bling Let me know. p.s., and if you're brave, here's a guitar/drum session with me on guitarmageddon and eric on drums.: 17 megs of random sonic trash...it's almost worth it. -love, jimmy
jimmy maybe it's an "instill social phobias" robot. It looks like someone who would stand too close to you on the bus so that he could rub himself against your ass. Or like some indie rocker softie who would explain to you, in a very superior tone, the importance of emo in his life while staring at your tits. I'm so crass.
Miss Speck and the Giant Librarians "I'll be your friend, 'til the end!" -Chucky- He is creepy, like a young Bill Gates! HA! Funny about the whole iLoo mix-up! If they can't keep their wires straight, who can we depend on, Har! And I believe that they may have yanked the first version of the "shoot to kill" story that you linked to, Chief. At least I tried a couple of times, and the link comes up undisplayable or not found. Here's a version also on Yahoo, "Report: U.S. to Approve Shooting of Iraqi Looters." I don't know that that'll work any better. I also liked the picure of the crowd that was doctored that you posted a link to Chief. Sometimes I don't respond to something that's posted on here, but I usually read it all! That doctored photo link reminded me of this one, "During the same week, the front covers of Newsweek and US News and World Report showed the same Iraqi kissing different soldiers", which I believe was also posted here earlier. Interesting either way. And now for something completely off topic (as if there ever is one)... "Nested Greetings" A> Hello. B> ...Hello. A> ......How are you? B> .........How are you? A> ............I'm good. B> ............Good! B> .........I'm good! A> ......Good! B> ...Goodbye. A> Goodbye. And now for the Arts! Q> What does an Artist use to cook-up perspective drawings? A> Foreshortening. Peace All! Awwa \A/
Aw  This is "Andy", a sophisticated robot designed to be a social robot. I have one question for the designers...if you're going to make him that creepy, WHERE ARE THE FUCKING CLOWN SHOES? You call him Andy, I call him MURDER BOT. Look at him! A quote from the site: "...fundamentally you have to have a good face otherwise you will not relate to it." Oh good job! This would be of great use for police training..."High Security Prison Bot". "Solitary Confinement Bot". Cripes.
jimmy I have a close friend who is bad with blues/purples/etc. He couldn't tell if the stuff he was buying was purple or blue. I was truthful, but man it was tempting, would have been fun to get him decked out in a purple pimp suit. Apparently, iLoo was real, but is now dead. MS needs to make up their mind. This isn't going to make any friends: U.S. to Approve Shooting of Iraqi Looters. Update: U.S. Denies Shoot-To-Kill Order on Iraqis Victory! I managed to contact the statefarm claims manager who handled the accident that AAA said I was in. She said AAA was on crack and got me some proof. AAA is cutting me a check. Yay! It is still very disturbing to me that I had to do all of this. I mean, how is it even possible that they believed their own system: 1) Doesn't list my name on the report. 2) Their system listed my drivers license that wasn't created until March 2002 (the accident was in 2000). 3) I wasn't even in the damned country.
chiefwagonburner Wow, wacky, heh. I have always had a little trouble telling certain shades of blues, greens, and browns apart. I used to get in arguments with my roommate all the time about whether my pajamas were tan or green. (I think they're green! everyone else in the world, apparently, thinks they're tan!) I have trouble with teal and blue also. I really don't think I'm a "tetrachromat" or whoever... I'm more likely slightly blue-green colorblind. I'll have to ask for a color test next time I get my eyes checked. LOL, if they really do engineer women to be "tetrachromats" in the future, they could all be wearing their own fabulous color combinations, and the rest of us will think they look like crap. Maybe it won't be such a sought-after gene.
coop I think I got one or more of the wacky reds or greens. I know, I know, I can't have two, because I don't have two X Chromosomes. But if these Tetrachromatic women are inventing new colors, by having slightly askewed reds or greens, then I figure I might have one or more of the wacky ones, rather what is thought of as standard. At the least I can say that there are combinations of red and green (Christmas colors) which drive me wacky! Whereas other blends aren't as disturbing to me. Actually that might mean that I'm slightly on the color blind tip, as my father is red/green color blind. But another argument might be that there could be mutants walking around who have more than one X Chromosome, and still carry a normal, additional X or Y (depending on their gender). Why there might be people with XXX or XXY or XYY or XXXYYY or XXXXXXXYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYXYXXXXXXXXXYXYXYXXXXXXXXXXXXXYYYYYYYYY chromosomes! And what about those mutants walking around with the XYZ chromosomes, Huh! There ya go Jimmy! I always knew you were special! Peaceful Perceptions! Awwa \A/
Aw Whoa! I want extra color sensors!
Anna Any mutant females around here?
jimmy Ban Oreo cookies! He does have a point.. transfats are pretty nasty. Who really expects conscientious actions from a cigarette company? Kraft/Nabisco/Tang/Jello/Maxwell/etc (click here for all the brands they use) are owned by Altria aka Phillip Morris.
chiefwagonburner Didn't this seem like a load of crap in the first place? Heh!
coop I can only imagine that driving a cab would be a combination of interesting and annoying. What fantastic weather this weekend. I went body boarding yesterday, my nose is a bit red. I would like to cut my hair (shave pretty much) for easy use, but think it looks a bit goofy on me. Finally got myself together and uploaded this picture. It is a mural on a market building in SF. I think it is fantastic. One of the great things about SF is that the people have taken ownership of their surroundings. I wish SD had more of that. - Frustrated, U.S. Arms Team to Leave Iraq - Doctored Photo (Iraqis in Baghdad celebrating) from the London Evening Standard - Mexicans Outraged by U.S. Congress Move to Link Immigration With Oil "The House International Relations Committee narrowly approved the measure Thursday saying that any accord on immigration issues with Mexico should include an agreement to allow U.S. companies to invest in the state oil company Pemex." - Finally. Now I can tell how much cash I have at a glance :)
chiefwagonburner Awwa, when I drove a cab, I was reading Lenny Bruce's autobiography. Like I imagine his stand-up (from descriptions like yours), it had this unique combination of hilarity and earnestness, which I'll never forget, and it was so very real. Then, like a lot of my books, it disappeared from my cab before I could finish it. It's most likely that I left it in the cab overnight and just never got it back. I highly recommend it though. Well. I highly recommend about the first 80 pages or so. Heh. It seemed to be the perfect cabbie's book. Driving a cab holds some of my fondest and most interesting memories, and sometimes when I'm feeling especially nostalgic, I think to myself, "wow, someday, when I've got my shit together, I'LL NEVER DRIVE A FUCKING CAB AGAIN!"
jimmy Yea, I oughta watch that. I usually never use those kinds of slangs, except when only meant as an endearment. However, they are almost sure to offend someone, and since I am not about that, I really should watch it! I appologize if anyone took offense, and have already corrected the post with the full spelling of the word "Japanese." A friend and I were talking about the use of similar slang words and one in particular which is bantered about fairly often, the "[N]" word. I suppose one could trace roots to the idea of someone being from Niger or Nigeria, which degenerated down to the slang in question. My friend and I both are white, but never use the word! It is offensive to us, in an odd sorta way, especially since it usually isn't used against us personally. But rather it is more against our sensibilities and beliefs. Lenny Bruce had a standup routine, where he used the word so many times and so intensely, one was left with the options of laughing, becoming violent, becoming ill, or all three. But he used it with a message, a message which seems to have worked, if only to a partial degree. He said that Blacks should use the word [N], they should use it often, "[N] this, [N] that, hey [N], yo [N]", so often that the word loses its negative connotation. (Check-out the movie starring Dustin Hoffman, "Lenny." I believe there may be some actual live footage Lenny Bruce performing that and, or similar routines). Well, that is sorta what has happened. At least within the Black community, the slang is used, more often than not as an endearment toward other Blacks. Odd as it might seem, my friend and I are still a little offended, even when the word is used in this context. It's like we'd rather no one had ever used the word, and that even this use of the word is yet disrespectful (even though about themselves and, or fellow associates). Oh well, it's better that some Blacks use it to describe themselves or others like them in a somewhat flippant endearing way; than a bunch of less than well educated (they might have the sheepskin, but they didn't learn anything about people), caucasions using it to describe and degrade that man down the street, whom they don't actually consider a man at all. I doubt if I said that quite right, or the way I meant it. I mean it with only the highest respect, that no one should be belittled or made to feel less than they are. Those who use such terminology to degarde others; are uninformed and, or insecure in themselves. Sorry if any offense was taken. Peace and Love Everybody, Awwa \A/
Aw I did a search. Apparently, it's an oft used phrase. I remember my first day in a Japanese language course. The instructor discussed how the class was abbreviated in the course description, and how we should label our work when we turned it in. She was an aging, extremely eccentric Japanese woman with a heavy Japanese accent. "You write your name, and JAPN 101. Do not stop at JAP, illegal!" Her accent did not permit her a strong occidental L-sound, so I had to think for a moment when she said the use of this word was "illegal". She then launched into a discussion about how the word "Jap" has been used and how it still hurt people's feelings, and you could tell she'd seen a lot, because she suddenly looked very sad. Perhaps it was a fresh memory, or something leading all the way back to August 6th, 1945. I don't know. I remember one of my girlfriends, a Korean by birth and ethnicity, would have racial slurs hurled at her so often she would scream whenever anyone used the word "nippy". The racial slur "Nip" is much the same as "Jap". It too was meant for Japanese people and was the first syllable of the Japanese word for their homeland, "Nippon". I remember how she was so affected by this word that she beat me in the chest the first time I used anything close to it. We were standing in a Thrifty Store, and I noticed some snacks in the impulse buying section by the register. "Oh! Cheese nips look good right now!", I cooed, and was suddenly met by a barrage of hand slaps. I never really thought the beating was unfair, and she got over it quicker than I did (like 2 minutes). I still think about it. Apparently, she could scarcely get to her own bus stop without hearing it. I can't remember where it was she was living at the time. Awwa, it sounds like you should see a doctor. A lot of problems begin with annoying little aches or twinges. I've got one in my left eye, but the optometrists can never see anything. It's a sudden ache or a lasting throb, like a pulse. I ask them about it, but they say the eye looks healthy, and it's gotten much worse over the years, to the point where I have to go to sleep to stop the aching. I am hoping that whatever it develops into, it isn't serious, but I know something awful is in the mail. Normally, I would think it's just eye strain. My left eye is considerably more weak than my right, and the left-eye compensated for my right eye when one optometrist decided to practice his philosophy of under correcting my vision with his lenses. Damned fringe doctors! According to my latest optometrist, this weak prescription was what caused the aches. We changed the prescription, but the aching continues and worsens. Fringe doctors are sometimes correct though, as medical science and science in general is by nature quite stubborn and extremely conservative. I suppose I'll have to wait until something bad happens. Anyhow, I hope your belly pain is nothing serious.
jimmy One thing I want to know about the Klingon translators in Oregon, how do they know the patients are actually speaking Klingon (and not just quoting episodes) if they don't already have someone who "speaks" the language? The mind boggles. Speck, it would sure be a whole lot creepier to be inhabited by a little alien if I hadn't put him or her there on purpose. Hehe.
coop I think I got some kind of belly problem, well not to mention that I'm somewhat over weight. I keep getting these twinges, lower left mostly, like a needle is being inserted. Rather sharp, sorta like sparrows' beaks pecking their way out of my stomach. (Monty Python reference). It usually goes away pretty quickly, but I guess I'm gonna have to see a doctor. Why is it I feel like I'm falling apart? It's like my warrenty ran out when I turned 40. Now I know what the androids felt like in "Blade Runner." Speaking of Philip K Dick plots, ever read his story about a talking head named Yancy, who was the political leader, but was actually an automation of some sort?  Where's Batman when you need him? Those wacky Japanese! If our politicians start wearing masks, we'll never know if they're real or not! Oh wait, we don't know that now anyway, HA! The "Whoa! He read my mind!" department... "Livingstone attacks President Bush" Gawd, I wish they'd make something stick! "Halliburton subsidiary admits paying bribe in Nigeria" Now here's a bit of amusement. Maybe they'll start teaching Klingon as a second language? "Klingon Interpreter Sought for Patients" This is just wrong! "Wife Charged in Perfume Plot Vs. Husband" But so is this! "Man Advertises 'Son for Sale' on Internet" And in the "What are they thinking?" department... "Idea of Big Apple Secession Rears Its Head, Again" And in the "They can't be thinking" department... "Man Tells Cops Someone Stole His Marijuana" Hehehe! I heard a similar story back in the 70's or 80's (though I wonder if it isn't one of those Urban Legends). A man, who was on Spring Break down in Key West or somewhere, called hotel security about a room break-in, saying that someone had stolen his cocaine. The local Sheriff went out looking for possible suspects, rounded up a likely candidate/suspiscious looking homeless wanderer, who happened to have a sack of coke on him. The Sheriff returned to the hotel with the cocaine. (I believe the article said that the Sheriff let the thief go. No law against stealing cocaine). He showed the man the bag of coke and asked him if it was his sack. The man checked out the baggie and said that it looked a little short, like someone had done some lines from it. But that it appeared to be the bag he had called about having been stolen. The Sheriff slapped the cuffs on him and hauled him off to jail for possession of a controlled substance. What was that guy thinking? Peace Everyone! Awwa \A/
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