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how do I even know if anyone even sees these pages? I suppose that's why I stopped updating them
April 17, 2023 8:28 PM EST
And did he ever even get to that part about 'helmet safety' and that the guy in the photo wasn't wearing one?
Oh, no, yet another topic for the echo factory to pretend that people care about and repeat over and over.
this is a lot more fun than wading in through the chan spam.
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Onward into the storied evening!
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People!
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Here is today's pretty poem:
Springtime in Middlesex Country
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Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
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Wake up!
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nextWhat are you doing?
they all want to know.
but they don't have a job for me
Fluid plans. Not so much. It's better to make the date and keep it. Or, you know, the magic is gone.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, next year, maybe forever.
I'm not dead or dieing, dude. I'm just waiting for the rain.
Oct 27, 2014
maybe forever
In Wicked Need of an Edit
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Political and Media Inanity
Truck-u-later
October 19, 2014
Ya, know, back in the day when I was writing comedy for myself, and laughing, oh, hysterically (historically) at the lameoid so-called jokes that I would pen (and I did, I 'penned' those jokes) I would (I used to), I would, I did, back then, back in the day . . . oh what was I going on about?
So anyway, there is this new deallo with the people in charge of channel trying to decide what constitutes proper content of that channel. They believe that they have a 'stake' in making things work for 'stakeholders'. I think they have a fetish on 'holders' because it seems to be a favored concept. Oh kay, I'm vauge. I'm done. There is no future with this blog if there are fussy-crats breathing down the neck of the Internet doing their "Oh, we see what you mean, unregulated." As if.
People like that don't get humor.
Well, you'd just have to see, see what they do with their new extra-constitutionalist powers of censoring. If they only use it during elections? Or do they apply it all of the time with a "Oh, we see what you meanness" always on their activities like an ice-mizer of a fairy-tale who always does the bad and malevalent activities.
They will try to get away with whatever they can. They hope that no one is paying attention. They use their offices like political fifes of a fudeal nature. Clearly the idea of 'equality' and 'equal access' are just rethoric to them. They use their power of making regulations for hardware (so that the channels of communications do not interfere with each other) as a mandate (which they were never given) to regulate content for the purposes of [whatever they make up from the imaginings of the gew factory of false premise].
So I imagine this . . . idea-brutus coming lumbering out in my meadow-parkland (where I get free wifi, so I go there to blog). It's a wonderous desert of light and fluerescent images that all have a 'mars hotel' quality to them. All of the pages of the dream flicker like a lamp where the power is sketchy, some old school flurescent thing that wagging around in the air and shooting sparks. Don't worry, it's just a video-game quality interface. Those aren't real wires cracking like a bull-whip and shooting flames to another part of the cage.
Idea Brutus shows his institutional credentials and asserts his assertation of presumption of mother-hood and pie (only healthy pie, no apples and their pesticides in this pie, Danggy). And Idea Brutus wants to know, he (or she or not-known or relevant) wants to know not only who Danggy, is (as if Danggy is to be known like that) and she/he/? wants to know more about "the gew factory of false premise".
Well, there, Danngy, let me tell-ya mister, I ain't got no assertation as to the validity of the assumption of the gew factory of false premise. So let me leave it here. Y'aint gonna need to know if I say you said you said you say. Yain't gonna get out of that gew factory Saturday for the festival of others. Do you want to go to that festival?
Danggy, I think most people do. They want to go party at the festival. And they don't want to be fussy meanies who dangle their false gew of premise onto the art and minds of others. They imagine that they know the best way that people should behave. They are always usually wrong about that when they go and try to force their point of view onto others. They have their station through the fault of guilty governance. They are not their by merit, and they know it. So they try and manufacture for themselves a purpose. But their purpose is against the better way that governments can behave to actually allow for the free flow of ideas.
They will not get away with it, will they, Danggy?
Maybe what we need is . . . [billion dollar idea].
. . . well . . . Truck-you-later!
Remember the Sultana!
April 27, 1865
1800 souls lost in a single river boat accident!
these, the same image shown twice are from an actual photograph of the Sultana at it's last berth:
the images of the people on the boat have an etherial quality, like spectors.
This image, also freely available in BW format, from, for example, the national archives, shows an etching of the imagined way that the scene of the riverboat burning, with all of those people in the river, etc, must have looked like. This image first appeared in Harper's Magazine in the 1860's:
The print is titled EXPLOSION OF THE STEAMER "SULTANA", April 28, 1865. The print is widely available in BW format as free to use.
Steamer Sultana seven miles north of Memphis Cause if you go seven miles north of Memphis north of Memhis seven miles north of Memphis cause if you go cause if you go there might be some things you'll be wanting to know. Oh River, river River Queen, a steamer with a long beam a bow with a long fall a stern above the flood down in the flood flood flood flooding blood prisoners no more they try to reach the door of what they had before oh, river, mean. The lust for steam. oh river, river river queen filled up, people leaning on every beam a bow so long, with a long fall two giant smoke stacks above it all oh river, river, flood on over put out the fire quench the desire for the river to be a dream seven miles north of Memphis seven miles north of Memphis haunts the lonely dead? not lonely. No one's lonely they may be longing Do they still hear the shreiking? No bodies talking. Too many bodies. Too deep a river. Oh river, river river queen capture the dead the guant and the lean oh river, river river queen? why did you have to be so mean. Seven miles seven miles north of Memphis seven miles seven miles north of Memphis Oh, river, river river queen why did you have to be so mean? well, nothing more here today.William Perilli writes all of these columns.
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The Right Column
August Tomatoes
In the back yard!
It's August. People are harvasting their tomatoes. Other people don't have any tomatoes. The chipmunks will eat every single one while it's still very tiny. You need a fortified and fenced in garden.
9:12 AM EST Thursday Aug 29, 2022
Greetings from tree shaded yard!
Praise The Lord for insight given!
Praise the Lord for insight given!
Fix your self and the world gets fixed around you
as an example . . . I have tried to do some introspective things as I come into awareness of my own flaws, and recognize the way I act and correct my self and make a better narrative for myself and for others.
you raise me up from far away when a memory of you lifts me!
Somethings never change nothing need stay the same ah, but on a website the constant change is kind-of the point . . .
change without continuity and tradition is often very hard to manage for those thrust into it. And thus the frame of things gives a place for the change to happen. If you violate that idea then you are coming up with something completely different and maybe no one will want to see your new idea, or use your great, new venue, because it's too far out, and very far away from what they currently care about. It's a nether or a meta and it's merely for a lark? Or does it become the next big thing? As fun as graphics are (CGI) and animation, and making a world to fly around in (like minetest, which is easy when you learn how) ultimately such a meta is a hollow place. It's a distraction during the season of gaming. It allows one to brush up on geometry and math, and architectural design, it gives people training in computer languages, it allows someone to make some graphical ideas, and pass a few hours of time every few days or so . . .
To live within such a realm really isn't possible.
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A butterbean, because the baby likes them. Buy a, poppa, poppa, The people said.
oh how the sea will rage in a Cape Ann Nor'Easter
Winter would be wonderful and cold within the light of dusk at the sunset hillock in the woodland town where the lakes have froze
🌛 Great beginnings misting tired eyes with joyous hope aware and Free!
Please visit my DEMOS
Live your life
in constant resurrection!
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Praise the Lord!
I got nothing more
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