I fed her egss and ham haven't had mine yet this morning reading philip roth what a complainer portnoys complaint why was it so popular once this morning's news is that there was a concentration camp jacket found at a yard sale..such things found at a yard sale for two bucks...imagine the experience of the fabric washing things out by hand because of that ethic..wondering if gino the dog is ever going to get up and go outside the lazy little bugger time soon to go to the visit center and open the doors to the public for another day of meeting and greeting, might put some limbs on the christmas tree in preparation for the tree lighting next saturday, christmas coming in another few weeks very sad tones is not going to make it for turkey tomorrow but i have made arrangements to be at the coop for that and will cook a turkey friday mine is still thawing..tone's excuse is he has no money..well..for whatever reason there is...turkey will be prepared on friday after I get done at the visit center..meanwhile writing about the hoarder's ethic and exporing in my own world how that goes...kind of like there's something missing was really motivated when I thought tones would be here and now he's not, I let it all slide, keeping the fire warm...worry about the electric bll but am thankful for the dry wood from Sadileks..haven't made a pumpkin pie as yet need to go let out Minh E..ghengis is roping in our Russell - catchphrase..what else is there to look at on the web to avoid doing household chores, did get all the washing caught up...that's a plus...
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
forty years ago?
n't really do the math but it was 1985 when I was at #9 and dana was yelling about cannibalism..
we are here today with the issue...trump has one the presidency...it's time to wear yamakas for real...remind the doppelgangers there are walking dead amongst us and we've just elected one of them to be our president...he will make fine bait at the UN where he'll be consumed again and again for the ideas and policies he promotes, for the lies spread about his challenger, a woman...who supposedly a bigger crook than he but the truth of that matter is that no man in this country would elect a woman, even in this time, because they already elected a black guy so next time a woman? no way...that's the way it is and the way it stands...we either polarize an opposition or we go with the walking dead idea of visualizing the guy as what it is we need and want (besides him out of office which ain't gonna happen because we let it happen)...think Green? that hasn't happened yet but the ideas behind the powers that control the legislators, and with a totally republican congress? yeah..guess whose taken over now baby...right, think walking dead...think mmm whaat?? new roof on the deck? no clutter? all flab removed? wrinkles? hair returned? never have to face the neighbor again? yeah that neighbor...for always a selfrighteous freakazoid or a bamboozled kid sqwaking about never apologizing...whatever...we're done, it's here, walking dead is whereit's at...time to be a droid for the master race and remember always carry your remote, your gonna need it...that's another catch frase...don't be caught without your remote...YOUR GONNA NEED IT
we are here today with the issue...trump has one the presidency...it's time to wear yamakas for real...remind the doppelgangers there are walking dead amongst us and we've just elected one of them to be our president...he will make fine bait at the UN where he'll be consumed again and again for the ideas and policies he promotes, for the lies spread about his challenger, a woman...who supposedly a bigger crook than he but the truth of that matter is that no man in this country would elect a woman, even in this time, because they already elected a black guy so next time a woman? no way...that's the way it is and the way it stands...we either polarize an opposition or we go with the walking dead idea of visualizing the guy as what it is we need and want (besides him out of office which ain't gonna happen because we let it happen)...think Green? that hasn't happened yet but the ideas behind the powers that control the legislators, and with a totally republican congress? yeah..guess whose taken over now baby...right, think walking dead...think mmm whaat?? new roof on the deck? no clutter? all flab removed? wrinkles? hair returned? never have to face the neighbor again? yeah that neighbor...for always a selfrighteous freakazoid or a bamboozled kid sqwaking about never apologizing...whatever...we're done, it's here, walking dead is whereit's at...time to be a droid for the master race and remember always carry your remote, your gonna need it...that's another catch frase...don't be caught without your remote...YOUR GONNA NEED IT
Saturday, November 5, 2016
foc#3
dumb: I was looking in the papers today, there's a battle of the bands..I think you two should sign up
tweet: for what?
dumb: why to be in the battle of course, you can do it, you're tops
fred: we'd need amps for people to hear us
dumb: use the guys you go on after, just leave 'em up
tweet: they don't do it that way
fred: besides, there's some kinda entry free, yes?
dumb: taken care of, they want ya and the band you follow is Ash Corps
tweet: really, Ash Corps?
dumb: signed and sealed, all you have to do is deliver
fred looks at tweet..
Fred: 'what's the catch??
tweet: there's a catch I know there is
dumb: no catch, you only have to be there to follow in after ash corps, you can use their amps just plug your stuff in and sing, any ideas on that one
fred: a fine little ditty come to mind
tweet: which is?
fred: remember last summer when we were at the beach and this girl walks by us wearing that ruffly red bikini top with the green bottom and you said she looked like a christmas present
tweet: yeah and you said for who?
fred: and we mde up this song about her walkin' by us
and I wish I was with Santa's girl
watching her fill stockings with the kind of presents we all wanna have
loading them up with the dearest of thoughts and the tenderest of words
and the sweetest of kisses and so on and so frth until I explode
watching her walk by
just
watching her walk by
she's a dear little thing
as sweet as them come
in her santa suit she's soooo cute
just walkiong on by me
she's a dear little thing
tweet: that was a fun one
fred: we could do it
tweet: let's practice..now when is this thing?
dumb: oh, in about an hour
fred: are you serious?
dumb: that I am..sandwich??
tweet: for what?
dumb: why to be in the battle of course, you can do it, you're tops
fred: we'd need amps for people to hear us
dumb: use the guys you go on after, just leave 'em up
tweet: they don't do it that way
fred: besides, there's some kinda entry free, yes?
dumb: taken care of, they want ya and the band you follow is Ash Corps
tweet: really, Ash Corps?
dumb: signed and sealed, all you have to do is deliver
fred looks at tweet..
Fred: 'what's the catch??
tweet: there's a catch I know there is
dumb: no catch, you only have to be there to follow in after ash corps, you can use their amps just plug your stuff in and sing, any ideas on that one
fred: a fine little ditty come to mind
tweet: which is?
fred: remember last summer when we were at the beach and this girl walks by us wearing that ruffly red bikini top with the green bottom and you said she looked like a christmas present
tweet: yeah and you said for who?
fred: and we mde up this song about her walkin' by us
and I wish I was with Santa's girl
watching her fill stockings with the kind of presents we all wanna have
loading them up with the dearest of thoughts and the tenderest of words
and the sweetest of kisses and so on and so frth until I explode
watching her walk by
just
watching her walk by
she's a dear little thing
as sweet as them come
in her santa suit she's soooo cute
just walkiong on by me
she's a dear little thing
tweet: that was a fun one
fred: we could do it
tweet: let's practice..now when is this thing?
dumb: oh, in about an hour
fred: are you serious?
dumb: that I am..sandwich??
Friday, November 4, 2016
ethics on the fourth of november
it's 7:31 am and there has been a storm here in Phoenix where I am visiting my daughter's family and hopefully getting to see my oldest son at some point...well, I guess I did see him for a moment when he picked me up at the airport. He dropped me off here on
Concho Circle and drove off again. Said he had to get to work at the Hyatt...
T here is an election going on momentarily. In Phoenix it is the proposition that marijuana be legalized for recreational purpose. Last night Grandpa Phil was supposed to give me a toke off his vape wherein he has medicinally prescribed marijuana. I have used it for years but never have been legally prescribed it because ...well, because...
There really isn't a dark underbelly with marijuana like there is heroin and cocaine. Right now that's apparently the missing sequence with my older son, that he's out there with his light sword chopping up the known universe of unfriendly trade worlds (read Ashton Kutcher Gwyneth Paltrow for emphasis) and has created an existence for himself outside the rest of us with his own ethic of November 4, which was my mother's birthday always. It still is because she still lives though not in any kind of quality of life because in 2006 my dad died and she would gladly have gone along with him only she gave him his last breath, from whence he was unable to rally. He died in her arms.
So with my daughter and her family there is this great aggregate of goodness and light, we're all in it and it persists with healthy little grandkids and a durable husband figure that takes care of wobbly doorknobs and occasionally scratches his balls in public so we can all see. It's healthy and glowing and successful and comfortable and even their dogs can grow old in peace and quiet, even if they're confined to the backyard most of the time.
I take them for walks when I'm here because I grow fat on the good food and induced idleness from which I find it difficult to escape. Last night I got a new supply of novels for the last days here and for the plane ride back to my sodden existence on the Olympic Peninsula where it has rained for over a month straight.
Yes, I am straight and marijuana has made me so. The experience of a marijuana high, albeit not a great word 'high' it does give one the clarification of the world in which he lives. I say clarification because of where I live, what I see there, and what I see here in the great metropolis of Phoenix/Mesa...the cement city in the desert where last time I visited I was thrilled to find a catfish population in the storm drains...signs of life I took that to be. At home at OP I see flocks of seagulls, eagles cawing in the trees, chirping, chattering, deer in the forest, coyotes, your occasional random black bear...and of course, the neighbors. Plenty folk can't deal with incessant rain. Myself I take it as a time to worry about how MUCH it's raining and will the house withstand this new onslaught. I am on the 'puter, like now...I paint, I read good novels and watch good film...still working on The Seventh Seal which I didn't know was the allegory of the Swedish knight crusader coming home to the Black Plague..oh yeah, I could go off on this tangent and compare the black plague to the effect of marijuana culpability, but the truth is if one's spirit is allowed to enhance itself legally when all this time it has been corraled behind the knowledge that one shouldn't do this because it is illegal to do so and its source and product is gotten to one by devious and no doubt corrupt means..well, the use of it prescribes that one engender that part of it as well, until wherever one goes, one is allowed to be marginal without faith in a hereafter that jail is not so bad a place if one has gotten too much of a whiff of the corrupt aspect...
I had always thought marijuana was illegal because it was just that: an eye opener. One could look at one's surroundings and see for oneself wherein the corruption lay...that there was the secret butt society at work, people who were actuall dogs sniffing one another's asses for the latest scoop on society...we're seeing that in spades in this presidential election: we'll be delivered up the giant sludge of poop on election day and we'll have to sort through that for four years...I won't even say I have a HIllary sign in my window. According to the grand margin, HIllary should be in prison. It's the Trail of Tears to me, Clinton's home state and the ethic of what it means to be Cherokee. Does he even acknowledge his heritage? Do I? I want to...but my forebears are busy buying time for the corrupt master race shouting out for the other guy: the businessman...
Meanwhile, I got on here this am to talk about the reason marijuana should be legalized in America and that is because we need this collective consciousness as a people to make the quantum leap into our future. We are bound to discover new worlds to enhance our genesis with a rainbow collective that finds new worlds, with the First Peoples being the first to arrive there..we need this because of India and Southeast Asia, the dictatorships that ruled till now in the Siberias where I think only animals should exist...where Korea and Viet Nam will call the shots and decide who goes there and they shall only be beast when they do...it's the only way...it's what I think God wanted for us when he died on the cross (JeSUS that is..) there's a little religious spice for you, you have to have your own faith like I have mine, a true ache in my heart to be with my family and miss my son as well...and my spouse wheverhemaybe whomever he shall be whatever may come in this day...understand that a heightened consciousness does mean anything but the awareness that we live in a free society ...weall have to do our part...ask Dana/k
Concho Circle and drove off again. Said he had to get to work at the Hyatt...
T here is an election going on momentarily. In Phoenix it is the proposition that marijuana be legalized for recreational purpose. Last night Grandpa Phil was supposed to give me a toke off his vape wherein he has medicinally prescribed marijuana. I have used it for years but never have been legally prescribed it because ...well, because...
There really isn't a dark underbelly with marijuana like there is heroin and cocaine. Right now that's apparently the missing sequence with my older son, that he's out there with his light sword chopping up the known universe of unfriendly trade worlds (read Ashton Kutcher Gwyneth Paltrow for emphasis) and has created an existence for himself outside the rest of us with his own ethic of November 4, which was my mother's birthday always. It still is because she still lives though not in any kind of quality of life because in 2006 my dad died and she would gladly have gone along with him only she gave him his last breath, from whence he was unable to rally. He died in her arms.
So with my daughter and her family there is this great aggregate of goodness and light, we're all in it and it persists with healthy little grandkids and a durable husband figure that takes care of wobbly doorknobs and occasionally scratches his balls in public so we can all see. It's healthy and glowing and successful and comfortable and even their dogs can grow old in peace and quiet, even if they're confined to the backyard most of the time.
I take them for walks when I'm here because I grow fat on the good food and induced idleness from which I find it difficult to escape. Last night I got a new supply of novels for the last days here and for the plane ride back to my sodden existence on the Olympic Peninsula where it has rained for over a month straight.
Yes, I am straight and marijuana has made me so. The experience of a marijuana high, albeit not a great word 'high' it does give one the clarification of the world in which he lives. I say clarification because of where I live, what I see there, and what I see here in the great metropolis of Phoenix/Mesa...the cement city in the desert where last time I visited I was thrilled to find a catfish population in the storm drains...signs of life I took that to be. At home at OP I see flocks of seagulls, eagles cawing in the trees, chirping, chattering, deer in the forest, coyotes, your occasional random black bear...and of course, the neighbors. Plenty folk can't deal with incessant rain. Myself I take it as a time to worry about how MUCH it's raining and will the house withstand this new onslaught. I am on the 'puter, like now...I paint, I read good novels and watch good film...still working on The Seventh Seal which I didn't know was the allegory of the Swedish knight crusader coming home to the Black Plague..oh yeah, I could go off on this tangent and compare the black plague to the effect of marijuana culpability, but the truth is if one's spirit is allowed to enhance itself legally when all this time it has been corraled behind the knowledge that one shouldn't do this because it is illegal to do so and its source and product is gotten to one by devious and no doubt corrupt means..well, the use of it prescribes that one engender that part of it as well, until wherever one goes, one is allowed to be marginal without faith in a hereafter that jail is not so bad a place if one has gotten too much of a whiff of the corrupt aspect...
I had always thought marijuana was illegal because it was just that: an eye opener. One could look at one's surroundings and see for oneself wherein the corruption lay...that there was the secret butt society at work, people who were actuall dogs sniffing one another's asses for the latest scoop on society...we're seeing that in spades in this presidential election: we'll be delivered up the giant sludge of poop on election day and we'll have to sort through that for four years...I won't even say I have a HIllary sign in my window. According to the grand margin, HIllary should be in prison. It's the Trail of Tears to me, Clinton's home state and the ethic of what it means to be Cherokee. Does he even acknowledge his heritage? Do I? I want to...but my forebears are busy buying time for the corrupt master race shouting out for the other guy: the businessman...
Meanwhile, I got on here this am to talk about the reason marijuana should be legalized in America and that is because we need this collective consciousness as a people to make the quantum leap into our future. We are bound to discover new worlds to enhance our genesis with a rainbow collective that finds new worlds, with the First Peoples being the first to arrive there..we need this because of India and Southeast Asia, the dictatorships that ruled till now in the Siberias where I think only animals should exist...where Korea and Viet Nam will call the shots and decide who goes there and they shall only be beast when they do...it's the only way...it's what I think God wanted for us when he died on the cross (JeSUS that is..) there's a little religious spice for you, you have to have your own faith like I have mine, a true ache in my heart to be with my family and miss my son as well...and my spouse wheverhemaybe whomever he shall be whatever may come in this day...understand that a heightened consciousness does mean anything but the awareness that we live in a free society ...weall have to do our part...ask Dana/k
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
here with go with November 2nd
I liked that phrase from the other blog 'sexist fraud of a man'..what a good description of Dt...AS in alcoholic tremor 'dt'...representative influence thereof..the same...and yet this 'chip' guy from 'fixerupper' shows HDTV...exactly how to promote the real guy...someone you could love and marry...someone who is 'the man'...he's the definitive persona of the masculine integer and to capitalize on that in a political arena is to directly assimilate the Grover Cleveland ethic of making America 'great' again...while in that time the landmass belonging to the native american population went under the knife one thinks in this time it might be what we don't even consciously have yet 'the worlds beyond this one' like the moon for starters he's going to purloin it all off in the interest of capitalism???is he? is that not the gadfly HIllary telling him to acknowledge there are women as capable without testicles to corral the american society? he's not liking it for sure but to attack at the kneecaps and put out posters 'hillary for prison'...perhaps the lot of us with signs in our windows urging one vote for her 'HILLARY'...we should probably wear stripes from now until election day reflecting the casualty of that ethic...j.ail/JZ...hmmm that was one of the characters in Blue Bistro the married man, like DP is baby daddy and baby momma has his stones in her pocketbook...
something like that have to reference my sementec logic portal to get a biscuit on it..hmmm
I think that's it though..the big challenge my ovaries can defeat your already deflated nards...I like the british term bullocks..and so 'bull' it is, as Grover would say..
good character from Sesame Street 'grover'..lives in a garbage can..
grow 'ver'....hard to understand underlying ethic of today's political stats...was easier when Glover was fielding the composite, this time we've got the fallout from the UN exposure lending credence to a bankrupt socidety represented by a comb over/k...can't find mine...what I got's so thin...yes, he has a certain sexualness gthat's so creepy in representative form (republican) but chip and fixerupper is the cool guy he really could be...get 'er done man because you ARE the man...kinda what we need while HIllary would be a demographic statistician to eliminate the last crumbs of a bloc that never sholda been and thank god Bowie came home...we'll see how that goes, antagonism isn't going to cut it..twank the arensals for history..wear a feather for Jesus and the new way...believe in yourself and then go out and vote for whomever...remember men ARE sexy just as they are...seekthat and you shall find the answer...one curly chest hair away from being relevant as a woman...that's the missing link..the synapse of an orgasm..male or female/k
something like that have to reference my sementec logic portal to get a biscuit on it..hmmm
I think that's it though..the big challenge my ovaries can defeat your already deflated nards...I like the british term bullocks..and so 'bull' it is, as Grover would say..
good character from Sesame Street 'grover'..lives in a garbage can..
grow 'ver'....hard to understand underlying ethic of today's political stats...was easier when Glover was fielding the composite, this time we've got the fallout from the UN exposure lending credence to a bankrupt socidety represented by a comb over/k...can't find mine...what I got's so thin...yes, he has a certain sexualness gthat's so creepy in representative form (republican) but chip and fixerupper is the cool guy he really could be...get 'er done man because you ARE the man...kinda what we need while HIllary would be a demographic statistician to eliminate the last crumbs of a bloc that never sholda been and thank god Bowie came home...we'll see how that goes, antagonism isn't going to cut it..twank the arensals for history..wear a feather for Jesus and the new way...believe in yourself and then go out and vote for whomever...remember men ARE sexy just as they are...seekthat and you shall find the answer...one curly chest hair away from being relevant as a woman...that's the missing link..the synapse of an orgasm..male or female/k
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