The Left Column
Until the diode pops at a rather high voltage.
No, no gripes today. Not being jolly doesn't mean being a jerk.
Dec 16, 2017
Onward into the storied evening!
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Here is today's pretty poem:
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glossary of what's next♥♥? :
Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
What we have done What we have failed to do.
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The Message Column
Bright Sun in the early morning. Wakes me up just at the dawn. Rabbits feast on the tender flowers. That I planted on my lawn. And the neighbors cat trying to pounce, tumbles over. Runs away. The rabbits are really scared and all run away.
July 4, 2017
Dead man. It's you, and Death is there to take you on to Glory. Honking Gershwin-like arpeggios from the steam horn of his hot rod spitting flames in bardo for you. Painted flames on the size. It's a four door model of your favorite car from 1967 and that blue color you love, like midnight driven by your favorite great uncle who always loved you and died too young. Or is it black, midnight flames of orange. someone beckoning "this way, over here." Don't be destracted. Don't be disillusioned.
end of rambles for now . . . and always in need of an edit.
June 6, 2017
Political moshing ought always be in mock!
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Praise Praise Praise the the the Lord Lord Lord! for because Easter He's so awesome! welcome to The Message Column!
Is it obvious parody or News or both?
Vote Once One Vote here is a fresh link, a new path to some older content: photo pile!
a sane backup strategy includes . . .
Suns gone don't follow me Spring falls like rain. If you don't wait for me I'll never wait for you again. I'll never wait for you again. I'll never wait for you again. All of those dreams I had last Summer they fade fade fade with the rain All of those times I tried to reach out to you you always act like i'm insane I'll never wait for you again. Again and again I wait for you in the morning I dream you'll come to see me buy you never ever ever come again. Again and again you never ever ever come again. All of those dreams I had in Summer they did fade fade fade with the rain All of those times I tried to talk to you you always acted like I'm insane I'll never wait for you again I'll never wait for you again Again and again I dream you come to see me I dream that we are walking down the long and storied lane and you'll always come again
Kafka wrote comedy. Orwell was a pessimist. Depends who you ask.
Imagine if they both could have lived and made it to Los Angeles, post war, and been collaborators on writing romantic screwball comedies for Hollywood. If we search IMDB for movies written by Kafka, or by Orwell, will we find one? I kind of doubt it.
Stop tweeting already.
Mr Trump: your 'base' stopped listening to the New York Times, CNN, Time Mag and all of the corrupt voices of political opportunism a very long time ago.
Please stop with this battle. It puts you at their level.
There are sane voices on the left. They have ideas that might work for some things. Try to listen to them instead.
OK, I dare to speak to you as if you read this. If you swim in fetid waters, you might have a choloric reaction. When you back-at-cha meanness to those who lie for a living, you are swiming in the same sewar which they do.
There are sane and rational people of ideas, on both the left and the right. Please, as our president, engage with them. Mud Wrestling is fun in some sense if you like that. But you weren't put in office to be a put-down commedian, though you are amoung the best at that if someone 'gets' your sense of humor.
In many ways politics ought to be humorless. Too often a joke that goes bad can result in a major 'affair' or diplomatic kerfuffle (what the hell is a kerfuffle?)
But then again, it's what is on your mind. So who is your audience? When you say that so and so is bleeding? who is your audience and what do you think they 'get' from these concepts that you present. Often in the early A.M.?
But here it is: it's a kind of warfare, people. Mr. Trump is lobbing these tweet-bombs at them in the early A.M. and they are up and trying to ascertain how they can throw it right back at him mean while, meanwhile. Do we really know the time line of these tweets? Maybe he thinks up a bunch at brunch the day before and then he times them to wake up all the people who are always talking him down. They get up and loose sleep and loose their minds. What is Trump thinking? Why is he doing this? What purpose? Who does he think thinks this is funny?
So Donald is at war with them, in a strange way, as if it's a celibrity roast.
Donald, snap out of it. You've got to be someone who doesn't play to the peanut gallery. Ya, yucking it up with put-down commedians is a gas, and they might touch a nerve and actually make someone have a moment of self reflection. But a diplomat or a president has to be much softer spoken. But you got the bar-guy personality, I know this about you because I can see it in you, Wharton guy too, you know what I know about Wharton: the guys really were 'the guys' that you'd want to hire to get your business doing things correctly to turn a large profit. So you aren't a joke. But you played it like you were, it was your 'brand'. You with the orange hair, like Heat Miser from the old cartoon puppet Christmas XXX-a-ganza (that's a word that will get you banned from Tweet land, so i've exxed it out). But it was a happy kind of obviously puppet fest.
But here is the thing about Donald: he's not a puppet.
And for all of you who hate him, so what? That's your flaw not his. You hate. Not him.
But when he tweets about people bleeding, something that's hard for people, and some people say, say that it's a sign . . . stigmatta.
But when he tweets those really mean things it does seem that Mr. Trump is hating. And hating a person. No matter how vein or misguided or addicted to 'looks' that someone is, that they get themeselves cut up so as to 'look' better, which doesn't always work, isn't it a medical condition, either a form of obcessive compulsion or . . . a deep seated sense of worthlessness tied to body image? Something to be pittied? A person in need of loving and understanding, a private thing, pathethic you might think. But even more pathetic to talk about it to the whole world, who, by the way, are reading all of your tweets and trying to make sense of them. I'm talking to him as if he reads this, but I kind of know . . . that he's got more important things to do. I've been his ardent supported about a lot of what he's doing. There are a lot of topics about which we could disagree. But in the end we all have issues, personal issues, that we all must face. If we use other's issues against them, that are out side of the domain of politics and in the realm of the personal or the medical, we seem to have a callus disregard for their well-being and the eventuality of their enlightment and coming to terms with whatever obcession is driving them into dispair to the point of letting someone cut up their face so that they will 'look' better.
I'm showing my judgey way, at times. Vanity is a weight that drags people down. That announcer or new reader (I don't know her name, I don't watch her show) ought to know that in the realm of ideas if you look pretty that doesn't make your ideas more valid.
Maybe that's Mr. Trump's point? But that's not what he said.
Maybe he's got the voice recognition on and it's just transcribing what he's saying while he's talking in his sleep.
Main point: don't hit send. Review your content and post it later. I don't always follow that rule myself. But I'm not the President of the United States of America.
June 30, 2017
delight in the delete.
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The Right Column
In any case let me change the subject: receipt in box. Book in box. Causing no problems. In a corner. It takes up space!
It also clutters one's mind with it's presence.
So if you decide to . . . do a clean up do you make a point of throwing away certain things to clear up your living space? An old technical manual, once it is available on line, is more than useless, but it is wicked-cool and retro. Yes it is. And a thin document about a rare piece of equipment might be better saved. If you like that kind of thing.
OR: put it in a box and pass it on. Put any ad on Craigs list: vintage studio equipment user's manual.
7:38 AM Nov 28, 2017 Somethings never change nothing need stay the same ah, but on a website the constant change is kind-of the point . . .
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Derrick dreaming lyrics at the dance rave. My moon said to your moon "reason escapes me let's not take too long to resolve these serious issues" Your moon said to my moon "Reason dictates that I suggest you have a nice show. Now I'm going to dance over here." My moon danced off and forgot all about your moon. no issues really ever needed to be resolved. After that Derrick never went to another dance race
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Fedora core 27 is coming out this week, and I jumped the gun and did the upgrade on two of my machines. I have to say it's been rather flawless. Cudos to Fedora for getting the dnf system-upgrade right this time.
I have a legacy system that's about a little more than 10 years old. I replaced it as my desktop box, but I decided to leave it as a server. It's got Nvidia, so that's been an ongoing issue over the years. But I got the blender bug, and I decided to upgrade to a dual head nvidia system so that I could render much faster (much much faster). My recommendation is that it is worth the money if you are graphically inclined, and that's a good reason to do it. One of the main purposes for doing this is to do VR, but the only VR I do is crafting in minetest. I do that as a hobby. I also like to make tuxkarts, for the game supertuxkart. It took some time to get more proficcient. I came up with some ways of doing it. It really comes down to, in blender, learning, learning, and learnig more. Blender is one of those realms where you couldn't possibly use it all or know it all about the product. It's too fast. And not only that, it's got boucoutte plug-ins (in python) so . . . it's a real big thing."
My oldest system, that will still boot, though I haven't done it in years, is a legacy Compaq 'notebook' computer, a big black brick of a thing, heavy and it was very cool (very very cool) when it was new. Years ago there was a 30 days of the dead and I loaded on 30 days of Grateful Dead songs and turned that machine into playbox. But, as it is in the real world, when would I ever have call to use the thing? If I set up a music server, why do I want to run a 20 year old machine with a ten year old operating system? But it's cool to have a working copy of FC10 (or whatever the version of fedora was in 2006 or so). I suppose I could try and yank the drive and load the latest just to see how it works. In lieu of getting a new music machine, I think that I should investigate what I already have. Even though some of the android from a few years back really are inadequate the way that they are, they do have a lot of good features that a non-hobbled operating system (I consider Android OS a hobbled version of Linux, Google built their house on usurping open source. I see no advantage to keeping and maintaining an Android system. If it is to be made into something useful it mostly needs to have a less commercial, and more real-time operating system. But I just haven't gotten to the part where I take the mistake purchase that I made of an android tablet, some years back, and have some old version of Android on it. I think I got a hobbled version of the OS. I wouldn't be so derisive of it if it were actually a reasonible operating system that let you upgrade to a new version, like you can with Fedora and linux.
I have an old phone that I could convert to a linux. I haven't tried to do it. I guess it's doible, as long as the thing is 'unlocked'. But . . . instead . . . I would rather work with a newer system.
Nov 5, 2017
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