Musings on consumers and overlords in the belly of sound

I cannot honestly remember a time in my life when music of some form or another was not an influence. Most of my interactions in life were accompanied by some form of vibrational manipulation. Whether simply that tune that's stuck in my head or full blown driving a few people crazy outside my head.

Water carries sound. In the womb we are exposed to everything our mother is, through our sense of vibration. We still cannot see what the source is but we can feel it. From there it's pretty much an obsession with this vibration thing. Our first waking moments into this great big bubble of light and complexity are accompanied by our meager brains trying to make sense of what we are feeling.

The first sounds we heard were our own breath,our voice, the pulse in our ears, the hum of central a/c, a lady with cough, the drone of machines ... and on it went from there.

Every day it passes through us still till our dying day. I can't speak to that as I don't remember but I assume 'vibration' is still relevant, only different.

Music has been identified as a consumable commodity. We know this. Food has too.

... to be cont.

Art

Beer Labels

Smokin' n Fishin'

"Legalize" isn't the best word. "Rescind" is better. "Rescind" means it was wrong to begin with. It means the laws are filed properly, in the garbage where they should be.

While we're at it I think 'reparations' would be a good one as well. How many families, lives destroyed by the war on pot? I think one day we stoners will be looked at as an oppressed culture. Enslaved even. Check out "private prison industry" if you don't believe me.

My friend Snuffy believes that one day either you will be in jail making things for the rich or you will be rich... or you will be one hell of an outlaw.

It starts in the heart.

Random thoughts whilst fishin n smokin'.


btw ... Secret Agent Radio (SOMA fm) is really hitting the spot tonite :)

Ferris, TX Horrendous New Animal Control Policy

CITY OF FERRIS ENACTS DRASTIC AND UNNECESSARY RULES FOR ANIMAL SHELTER

New Rules Will Lead to Increase in Unneeded Euthanasia
Animal Control Officer Opposes New Rules; Faces Termination

FERRIS, TX (July 8, 2009)- A major blow to the animal community was felt across Texas today when the city of Ferris created new and unnecessary rules regarding their animal shelter. These new rules, not supported by the city’s one animal control officer, will lead to the euthanasia of many dogs and cats without reason.

The city of Ferris has given their animal control officer 15 days to find new homes for the current dogs and cats living at the shelter. Once the shelter is empty, any new stray animals brought in will be held for six days before being euthanized regardless if space is available. Most D/FW shelters only begin euthanizing animals when the shelter is out of available space. The Ferris City Council would prefer that animals be killed and the shelter remain empty at all times. The city animal control officer was informed if the new rules were not enforced they would be terminated for insubordination.....

Despite claims by temporary City Manager Bill Pardue that the rules are needed because the animal control officer is taking in animals from other cities, there is extensive paperwork detailing where all=2 0animals in the shelter come from-all are from Ferris. In addition, the animal control officer fears she is being retaliated against for a June 5 letter she submitted to the Mayor and Council requesting bathroom facilities at the shelter, something not currently in place. A clear violation of employment standards, the Council balked at the idea of providing bathroom facilities for one of their employees and seemed to believe the animal control officer should continue to drive to the local EZ-Mart to use their restroom facilities.

Rescue groups across Dallas/Fort Worth have united to protest the City of Ferris ’ decision and bring attention to this clear violation against animals whose only infraction is wondering stray into the wrong city. One city council person was heard saying, “why would anyone want to adopt animals?” A clear sign that the city council is only acting on their own ignorance. According to many reports, 2008 was a record-setting year for animal adoptions across the country.

Animals remaining at the Ferris shelter in two weeks will be euthanized for no reason. Something animal rescuers vow to stop.


CONTACTS:
Ferris City Manager: (972) 842-5761, (972) 544-2110


Ferris City Council Members:

City Council, Elected
Jim E. Parks, Jr
Mayor100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110
Richard Barrett
Place 1
100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110
Billy D. Dunn
Place 2
100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110

Bill Pardue
Place 3
100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110
Gary Ross
Place 4
100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110
Carol Wright
Place 5
100 Town Plaza
Ferris , TX 75125
(972) 544-2110


The email is through their city website http://cityofferristexas.org click on email us and fire away!



FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE CONTACT: Nancy Underwood:

nancycunderwood@gmail.com

Good Flick

Watched George A. Romero's Diary of the Dead. Good Flick

Cornfirekushberry

"I gots the corn, the fire." Up north: "I got the berry, the kush."

Anytime I hear that I inwardly laugh and kindly decline. If you have any of the above for real ... then you prob aren't slinging it like that. The colloquialisms stem from actual strains but have been usurped by lowlifes and shady characters.

I did read and hear through various sources that the OG Purple Kush is dead and has been since the late 60's. Raid killed the family line but peeps have been using that name in ignorance of this fact ever since. I myself had no idea till I met that cat from wavy's farm and then read it on a solid board populated by og hippie peeps.

The point? I don't really have one except to post up some validation to others. Doesn't it just suck to hear either of those phrases and know they are full of shit? Somebody says "Yeah, I got you covered man ... I got the corn ...." It's not easy being greasy I guess.

So, though, if it were legal for me to experiment I would and I'd try for the Cornfirekushberry just to do it. I remember my punet squares, lol.

On the flip side, I wish peeps would show an interest in my organic gardening projects in realms other than "Do you grow weed dude!!?" NO and I don't plan to until it's completely legal for me to do so. I won't even grow the male(hemp) plant under the radar for all the resources it provides. I'd love to research small scale for a small community or homestead. (clothes, fuel, etc...). The lady, she is quite beautiful and a great love of my life but when she pokes her head out and spreads her flowers, she brings much trouble from those that hate her. I wish it weren't so.

Aint stupid till yous stupider

There's a butt. In the movie "Idiocracy" a whole nation waddles into the theatre to see a big butt on the screen. It farts and everyone laughs, again and again.

Bubble gum for the head. We've all been through it, standing there. They sometimes gang up and almost on cue recite the headlines of todays news, a good show, and maybe even a commercial or two. Faces glossed over with the sheen of make believe. It's too bad really because sometimes they seem ok.

However; it's a real drag to get caught up in that lil eye popper, the device, the ghostly guest, the tube type conversation with them. Always a very safe, confined type conversation.

A wise man once told me that knowing when to say "yep" and "unh huh" and "hmnnnn" would make people think you're smart. It's because they think you are agreeing with what they are saying and they think that they are smart. Therefore if you agree, then you must be smart. Unfortunately the man hung himself one day but his advice was solid in most other areas.

It's like a rigged exam where everybody showed up to get the answers and I was at home sleeping. I don't have the damn script from last nights presentation and now I'm the dumb one. "Yep", "hmnnnn", "Hey, I'll be back"

Technically play stupid could work. "How do you work a remote?"

There's a question a person ought never ask me though. Its this "Boy, just how stupid are you?"

Robots with Boobies

"She had em just lined up there with a low cut v, just showin' em' off, jesus man, she caught me, gawd them titties, ......." The man spoke at length about the womans augmented frontal swellings. But, was she interesting? Hell he don't know and didn't care apparently. However; to her discredit he says "But they were definitely fake and I don't care I'd ..." yehp at length about what he'd like to do with a fake pair of breasts. I asked him if he saw AI about the robots. What if he could just hump a robot? "WHAT? Man I don't wanna have sex with no robot!" "What about just a pair of titties?" "WHAT?" "What if you could just have a leg with a tittie on it?" "What about a remote control set o' titties you could take out to the race track?" "What about ..."

Man, sometimes I ramble about the wrong things at work I think. God help those people if i do figure out how to animate one of those stupid looking adult toy dolls and make it walk around. First thing, have it sneak up on homedude.

A GOOD COMBINATION:
practical joke

Remote control fart machine and some stink bombs, figure out the rest.

all is fair in war.

listening to: Technicolor Web of Sound

How it happenned

\Out the bay window we could see the lights of the sprawl of civilization. "Good Will Hunting" had played at 8. A quick dip in the hot tub,a nice white russian, loafers on slacks slacking, and another white russian later, I spaced.

The genius was in construction and demolition. He fell in love, made amazing mental stunts, and moved. It was a good movie although the popcorn tasted like shit and some crazy big bellied woman was jabberjawin the whole way through.

The condo is spacious and gratuitous to hosting comfortable private parties. It's a din of discussion on 'genius' and the juxtapostion of society vs the worker or some other humdrum hoo ha. I asked this question amidst the poppycock discussion of 'genius' from my comfortable space of partial owner of this pad. "What month has 28 days in it?"

Naturally a few fumbled and told me the obvious right away like I was an idiot. A few smirked and allowed me to divulge the obvious answer. Here's what happenned.

Joaquim D. Pilantro gave me the best answer. He said "Is this a bet?" He set out twelve empty glasses. Joaquim had been dealing with partially drunken smartasses all night. Not everyone had gone to see the movie. I already knew what I was in for and said "You Betcha!, what's the wager?". "12 specially mixed deluxe drinks, and you get to drink them all,pay for them and I walk away with 1,000 dollars if you can't drink them." A hush fell over the crowd.

So, I downed the first one and kindly reminded Joaquim he hadn't set a time limit. Joaquim gave up around 4 and smoked a joint with me then joined me though I still had to complete the bet. I'm pretty sure we never mentioned that word genius and talked mostly about how cool turtles are. The man got up and left around noon completely shitfaced and lost the bet and I've never seen him again. I have to say though that even though he lost that one, the man had damn good head on his shoulders.

Hank had told me that's how you tell if people are smart. You ask them that question. It's simple like a compass. It tells you just what you need to know. He was right.

Listening to: Flobots: There is A War Going on for Your Mind

Good people getting absorbed by sea creatures of gelatinous nature

Spider web shortly after dawn.

The poor thing

I treat this blog like a neglected pet. Every once in awhile I wander back over here and throw some water and food at it then wander off again. I've been on this blog for several years now and I just don't want to see it go. The primary reason for not ever blogging here is that my interests drifted from writing to other creative areas. So, in an effort to combine I will be posting up gardening pics along with descriptions of what I'm doing and of course, the inevitable rant that will erupt from time to time.

Next up: pics of last years gardens at their peak to get started. .. just have to dig them up ...

A Quick Note

As a resolute matter ... the subjects of zoology, botany, horticulture, and chemistry have become penciled in for goals in the new year for this individual.

I take it as strong medicine that we are facing on a global scale, the indications of our own extinction. Deny it or not, this pattern reverberates on the consciousness of daily life en mass. 'Our people', this diaspora of culture, color, continent ... is in trouble. Taken to simplest form, WE,human being male and female, are up shit creek. That is the common knowledge underlying our actions. "Don't need a phd to sling the street philosophy". Some of the animals enjoy a better perch but as geology and history prove, perches collapse. Like ideas, and that's the positive side.

The negative is the negative and it's common sense. The uncommon arises from recognition of the obvious but the initiative to change it. Action is indeed virtue.

I will not go into how this is actually reproduced as a philosophy of survival on the microscope level. Most thoughts are produced after the fact of physical intervention between the host body and the soul inhabiting it. The rest is left up to religion or pondering under a coconut tree.

I do my part, you do yours. That's the science behind the madness.

We've done a pretty good job of breaking that down, actually. We are in fact, pretty f'n smart. Despite the maniacal ramblings, the tomes of absolute, the plan man, the restriction, constriction, and suffocation, of our collective and wonderful knowledge .... we've shown a terrible tenacity to the truth. Look it up.

So, this interest in a focus of sciences is beneficial to my overall life goal. It should behoove me to pursue specialties and concentrate my efforts towards obtainable, perches. Perches allow a vertical perspective. All cats can have perches and all cats are smart. If the perch drops, the scene doesn't change, just the situation. Still, a cat.

Life is a maze, a message is a matrix. Resolution number uno, learn more, reallllly, learn more.

The way outta the trap, is the spring.

A Good Resolution

Go ahead and ask any cop that was on duty what they think of New Years Eve. Now ask how many people died last night,wound up with fatal injuries, got in fights, lost all their money, etc... because of

dun dun dun MARIJUANA.


I'm sure some went to jail simply because they had it but what else did they do? Probably nothing.


New Years Eve is a prime example of the hypocrisy and cognitive dissonance evident in this country. As a national holiday, we celebrate one of the most addictive and destructive substances on the planet. In conjunction usually comes the number 1 killer, Cigarettes. Yet, people still scream how bad a plant can be.


In comparitive tests, Marijuana ranks lower than coffee on the addiction scale and hasn't had a single death attributed to it's use.
Marijuana has no addictive properties,no permanently damaging side effects,does not cause "wet brain",actually lowers violent tendencies, and the list goes on. Outside of consumption it produces fuels, textiles, construction materials, and the list goes on. I thought we were in a resource crunch.

So, what are we doing? Why is it illegal again? Run that by me one more time.

Most of my friends already know all this. Preaching to the choir seems to be my specialty lately but I mention it, bring it up, time and again anyway. Why? It's still not legal.


So, this fine new years day, I encourage all my friends to think about ways in the coming year that you can help get the plant back to where it should be.
Openly legal, with the laws repealed and circular filed.


... and to those who would say "no, no no, then I can't make any money..." I think you know what this middle finger means.


Let's keep it real in 2009 ;)

WARNING

Warning: should you become a dad, the fat lady never sings

Sometimes your child will do things that illuminate an ugly, insensitive, stupid, side of themselves. They may get mad at you for simply doing the right thing and making them face their own faults. They may pout and not talk to you and try to manipulate you. They may piss you off to no end by deliberately going against your best advice. You may find yourself wanting to beat some butt and be quite the hardass.

Warning, right when you're about as up to your eyeballs as you can be, you'll look at that kid and you will see a baby, a toddler, a prom date. You will see the small moments that make up a dads storehouse of info and guide your intuition and bond with that kid. You'll see that kids true eyes and you'll think about them and want nothing more than for them to be safe and sound and happy.

This will get in the way of a dad's righteous might. It will get in the way of a true grumpy face. It will steal the loud thunder, calm the storm, and leave you with a wimpy breeze at times. The warning is it will come unexpectedly against your greatest fortitude and resolve. It's a dad's weak spot and in the end, you'll be incredibly thankful for it. In the end, the fat lady never sings because it is never over and that is one of the greatest blessings of your life.