Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The Who: "You are Forgiven"

OK, quoted lines rather than song title but fave part starts 'bout 6: minutes into it.

Pete, googled all contact info could find but just want to interview you.

How does one survive after writing Tommy, second in rock opera only to Quadraphrenia?

Maybe just writing day by day and trying to wake up and make my little corner of the world better?

Sure, reads like small thought to y'all but I've never spawned.  Truly drive myself crazy finding the right adjective--too ironic, sarcastic, must eschew profanity now for the sake of my nieces as they've yet to hear those words--so never could I imagines raising myself to adulthood absent infanticide.

PEACE.





















PS: Have a great life house script with clones, except Keith, sorry, and stealing Star Wars bar scene and search for Robert Johnson's lost song archetypes.

Samuel Johnson's "A Dictionary of the English Language"

[This month marks the 256th anniversary of the publication of “A Dictionary of the English Language,” the first definitive English dictionary. Today, we’d like to take a moment to celebrate the man behind the book, the famous (and infamous) Dr. Samuel Johnson...


To understand Dr. Johnson’s undertaking, we first have to tell you about the state of Englishlexicography in the middle of the 18th Century: It did not exist. There were a handful ofglossaries of difficult words, but overall, there was no reference for the English reader to consult if a word was unfamiliar. In addition, books were becoming widely available and literacy in England was growing. Several book publishers got together and commissioned Dr. Johnson to compile a dictionary similar to the one created by the French Academy. In France, that effort took 40 scholars 40 years to complete. Johnson, in a barb aimed at the supposed inferiority of the French, said he could do it in three: “This is the proportion. Let me see; forty times forty is sixteen hundred. As three to sixteen hundred, so is the proportion of an Englishman to a Frenchman.” It took Johnson 9 years to complete...

 Johnson wrote all the definitions himself with humor and style:
“Oats: a grain which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.”
“Monsieur: a term of reproach for a Frenchman.”]

Tsunami Video: Count Every Breath a Prayer

http://www.americablog.com/2011/04/truly-horrific-and-amazing-video-of.html

Does Governor 48.9% Read His Bible?

His budget says no.

"Then Jesus said to the host, 'Whenever you give a lunch or a dinner, don't invite your friends or colleagues or relatives or wealthy neighbors. They might invite you in return and thus repay you. No, when you have a reception, invite those who are poor or who have physical infirmities or are blind.'"
Luke 14:12-13

Sunday, April 3, 2011

The Who: "How Many Friends?"

The Who: "However Much I Booze"

"Lesson of the day: don't do drugs and then overdose in front of your kid..."

[...because you just might end up in jail.

That's what happened anyway to Casey Royer.

The former drummer for SoCal punk band Social Distortion was charged today with one count of child endangerment and one count of being under the influence of heroin after OD'ing on the drug in front of his 12-year-old son while the two watched TV at home last week.

The medical emergency prompted the younger Royer to get help from neighbors who called an ambulance as well as police. Lucky for him, the 52-year-old rocker was taken to a nearby hospital in time and doctors managed to revive him.]
http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/b230920_cops_ex-social_distortion_drummer_odd.html

At least, he survived to strive to set a better example for his kid.

Axl lives, in whatever state of oddity and idiosyncracy, still hating Slash, but he survived his fame.

Charlie Sheen, whatever plane of existence he lives on, has survived so far despite learning first hand youtube rants do not make a comedy show, getting booed unmercifully in Detroit.

Charlie, most situation comedy requires a straight man.

Pathos, however, can come with just 1 actor on stage.

You need me, bro', as your "no" man, someone to tell you you've gone too far or at least try to take an established joke structure and make it ironic: Mothra, Faust, and Buddha walk into a bar, probably the most reprhensible joke ever even though in search of a punch line, too cerebral but trying to make people think how the insatiable greed of modern society for energy leads to destruction of our planet.

Dude, you'd get me working cheap as can only make 1k a month on top of disability payments, for the second time in my life.

Broman, you obviously need someone to tell you the obvious like put down the crack pipe.

Or, do the goddesses really "love" you? If you go broke, will they stay by your side?

Peace, bro', good luck and God bless.

Casey Royer

"Trust Me, I'm the Doctor."




Johnny Cash cover: "Personal Jesus"

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Lord, They Want ME as Motivational Speaker

Cue the rolling. laughing in way far off thunder.

No, really!  They want me to talk talk to some depressed dude named Elliot.

Whom be they?

Donnie, Davey Boy, Mikey.

Fender or Les Paul Mikey, Jesus asked knowing full well which played which but He has some fun with me?

Pony tailed Mikey.

They seriously asked you?

Yes, but they want the usual grateful cripple crap from me, happy to stay alive and God has a purpose for everything.  Does He?

You'll have to ask Him that; I take care of the forgiveness department.  What would you tell Elliot?

Buck up and front down, Boyo.!

Thanks for self editing for your nieces but you stole that from Elka on Hot in Cleveland.

Yes, but that makes humour before truth.

Go on, Dan.

Then comes the more obvious stuff like did you wake up this morning, did you eat, can you go to the tap in the sink in your kitchen and get a glass of water and not have a cholera care?  What do you think, could that help Elliot?

If said in love, maybe.  But what makes you mad about this?

Folk just assume cripples should count crumbs as crowns, bestowed by their favor when if I looked like a homeless human they'd walk away or step over me like as a Pharisee instead of Samaritan.

Now you steal my parable.  I don't judge so you ought not presume to.

Oops, my bad.

Does this come down to the old lady you might have threatened to jackslap into next week at Publix?

Maybe, but she 'bout broke my pinky wresting the 18 pack of Ice House from my hand.

Do tell.

OK, truthfully, her words hurt more, "Everyone else likes me.  Maybe you should try some sugar."

Oh, Me, drat, she really cussed you.

OK, but it aggravates me people want a lucky rabbit foot like a happy cripple.

This surprises you?  You've gone to bars since age 16 and seen how near every place has a token geek or several.  You started drinking illegally and thought it would never become thee but when it did you railed and struggled and tried to love for decades,  Don't you think that enough for the legacy of 1 man rather than teach every other human how they ought to treat you because it does change over the course of any human life.

OK, 'nuff said.

Besides, you've prayed for a chance to make your corner of the world better.  Take a chance and speak in love.

Quotes of the Day: Blaise Pascal

"Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction."  Blaise Pascal.
http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/b/blaisepasc133606.html


"Can anything be stupider than that a man has the right to kill me because he lives on the other side of a river and his ruler has a quarrel with mine, though I have not quarrelled with him?"
http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/b/blaisepasc107027.html

NATO Kills Libyan Rebels by Accident: Rebels reconsider asking for more help

Life makes satire too easy.  One can't even make this shite up.

So c'mon, Goddess, keep throwing me these curveballs, and I keep laughing until the grave.

Tsunamis, earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, Mitch "Wild Thing" Williams closing for the Cubs in the playoffs, stupid humans killing others for no apparent reason--or worse--killing for power, ideology, any God-forsaken religion, cause, or creed.

Collateral damage or fog of war?

The dead don't care which.

While talking heads and former US Congressman Sestak say on MSNBC the perception the US has to remove Qaddafi has become reality.

Whose reality, sir, yours?

Were you a kin to the victims, your reality would differ.

Partition the damn place, a "country" cobbled by colonial powers out of tribes and desert.

[Pro-democracy forces in Libya say at least 10 of their fighters have been killed in a NATO air strike on the outskirts of the eastern town of Brega, as the battle rages on for control of the oil port.

NATO said on Saturday that it is investigating reports that a coalition warplane struck pro-democracy forces near the front line of the battle with fighters loyal to the Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi.

Burnt out hulks of at least four vehicles, including an ambulance, were seen by the side of the road near the eastern entrance to the oil town on Saturday, the Reuters news agency reported. Men prayed at freshly dug graves nearby as they buried their colleagues...

Al Jazeera's Laurence Lee, reporting from the eastern city of Benghazi...

"Both sides now are basically mired in this stretch about 200km wide on the southeast tip of the Gulf of Sirte and that situation - it seems increasingly - can't change [...] So they have - despite all the bluster and the bravado - to find some sort of accommodation [...] Something's got to give."

Mustafa Gheriani, a Transitional National Council spokesman, told Al Jazeera's Lee that the loss of lives is very much regretted.

"However we understand that collateral damage may also take place and we do accept it, because we look at the big picture which saving more lives.

"So a few people being victims of circumstances or of being at the wrong time or the wrong place it is more or less very bad luck."]

Bad luck indeed, Mr. Gheriani!

How do I apply for a job as an adviser to transitional national council?

Best! Rock! Film! Ever!

Life Imitates Baseball

[In his only major league appearance, Joe Cleary gave up seven runs while getting one out. The one out was a strikeout, as described by Joe himself to the Baltimore Post.

"The man was up to bat for the second time during the inning. He hit two wicked fouls down the third base side. I decided to waste a pitch at that point. I did such a good job of wasting it, that it sailed about two feet to the right of home plate, and by the time the catcher had retrieved it, the runner on first had made it to third. The batter was laughing so hard that he totally missed my next pitch and struck out." - Joe Cleary in The Baltimore Post]
http://www.irishcentral.com/story/sport/from-the-bleachers/irish-born-players-in-major-league-baseball-119056869.html