Where I came from, and where I am headed to...
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DPn79iHSuOw
As chronicled by BBC
Ikaria, Greece
Friday, August 29, 2014
Meet Malcolm Tucker
He happens to be one of my all time favorite characters of film/TV. I was first introduced to his character in a political satire called 'In the Loop'. This movie is based on a BBC TV series called 'The Thick of It'. Rumor had it that the Malcolm Tucker character is based on Alastair Campbell (best known for being the Director of Communication and Strategy for former British Prime Minister Tony Blair between 1997 and 2003). Alastair Campbell is also a British journalist, political aide and best selling Author. Although the rumors of Malcolm and Alastair have been downplayed..parallels do seem to 'coexist' (by Alastair's own accord).
So...
He may be obnoxious and overly insulting (but must I add hilarious too?)...
With a wit so quick, and a tongue so sharp...his mean streak is something that we all need to experience at least once.
Classic Malcolm Tucker Rant:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sYOlBsls-C0
A Best of Malcolm Tucker clip:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=al7XJxlDoyQ
Malcolm describing Star Wars:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Cg-pnGFbwMQ
Some more brilliant swearing:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LugJd6uGJqI
and a little more fine tuned:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=oF-G03wR6aE
85 times, that's how many times Malcolm used the word Fuck (or it's derivatives) in the movie 'In the Loop'
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lLlEdEx3tn8
P.s.
According to Actor Peter Capaldi (the actor who portrays Malcolm), he based Malcolm on Harvey Weinstein (Hollywood Film Producer and studio boss)...whom he claims is the only person that he has ever witnessed behave in such an aggressive, hostile and profane manner.
Carry On Malcolm, carry on...and Peter, Good Luck with being the new Doctor Who!
Plus....
On an aside, actor Tom Cruise also played a similar behaving character (Les Grossman) whom he claims that he based his character on Harvey Weinstein. The movie was 'Tropic Thunder' and ironically, Tom's character was a movie producer...quite possibly one of Tom's best ever portrayals.
Les having a cozy video chat:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RLcNgawiCJM
Negotiating with terrorists:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dROwEc4VyJA
Dancing to Flo Rida:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3nLb2x-lHSw
So...
He may be obnoxious and overly insulting (but must I add hilarious too?)...
With a wit so quick, and a tongue so sharp...his mean streak is something that we all need to experience at least once.
Classic Malcolm Tucker Rant:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=sYOlBsls-C0
A Best of Malcolm Tucker clip:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=al7XJxlDoyQ
Malcolm describing Star Wars:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Cg-pnGFbwMQ
Some more brilliant swearing:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LugJd6uGJqI
and a little more fine tuned:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=oF-G03wR6aE
85 times, that's how many times Malcolm used the word Fuck (or it's derivatives) in the movie 'In the Loop'
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lLlEdEx3tn8
P.s.
According to Actor Peter Capaldi (the actor who portrays Malcolm), he based Malcolm on Harvey Weinstein (Hollywood Film Producer and studio boss)...whom he claims is the only person that he has ever witnessed behave in such an aggressive, hostile and profane manner.
"barking the foulest and most terrifying of obscenities down the phone at people"
Peter sees Malcolm as a hard working political aide with a heart of gold whom is continually bombarded and confronted by an army of idiots. Charmed with the gift of colorful dialogue, he finds the most meaningful and expressive means to communicate his fullest emotional spunk.Carry On Malcolm, carry on...and Peter, Good Luck with being the new Doctor Who!
Plus....
On an aside, actor Tom Cruise also played a similar behaving character (Les Grossman) whom he claims that he based his character on Harvey Weinstein. The movie was 'Tropic Thunder' and ironically, Tom's character was a movie producer...quite possibly one of Tom's best ever portrayals.
Les having a cozy video chat:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RLcNgawiCJM
Negotiating with terrorists:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dROwEc4VyJA
Dancing to Flo Rida:
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3nLb2x-lHSw
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
When cats attack
Something blue and shines?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HECa3bAFAYk
How about getting all ninja on a stuff animal?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FnJFm9Ijv7w
Poodle vs Persian..
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7Hg_LIdSOOs
What about a ceramic cat?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vSmlBLt5-y4
and a little of everything else
Enjoy
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=i_mKY2CQ9Kk
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HECa3bAFAYk
How about getting all ninja on a stuff animal?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FnJFm9Ijv7w
Poodle vs Persian..
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7Hg_LIdSOOs
What about a ceramic cat?
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vSmlBLt5-y4
and a little of everything else
Enjoy
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=i_mKY2CQ9Kk
Monday, August 25, 2014
A pirate walks into a bar....
And the bartender said "Oh my goodness, what happened to you?"
The pirate said "What are you talking about? I'm fine."
"No really, look at you" said the bartender. "You didn't have that peg leg last time I saw you"
"Oh" said the pirate, "That was one day when I was having a fight at sea and a cannon ball shot off my leg. But I am fine now"
"And what about the hook you have where your right hand used to be?" asked the bartender.
"Well" said the pirate, "That happened when I was having a sword fight and the other guy cut off my hand. But I'm fine now."
"But, what about the patch over your right eye?" Asked the bartender.
"Oh, that is an interesting story" said the pirate. "One day I heard a sound overhead and when I looked up a bird shat in my eye."
"You surely didn't lose an eye from bird poop?" said the bartender.
"Nope!" replied the pirate. "It happened on the first day I got my hook."
The pirate said "What are you talking about? I'm fine."
"No really, look at you" said the bartender. "You didn't have that peg leg last time I saw you"
"Oh" said the pirate, "That was one day when I was having a fight at sea and a cannon ball shot off my leg. But I am fine now"
"And what about the hook you have where your right hand used to be?" asked the bartender.
"Well" said the pirate, "That happened when I was having a sword fight and the other guy cut off my hand. But I'm fine now."
"But, what about the patch over your right eye?" Asked the bartender.
"Oh, that is an interesting story" said the pirate. "One day I heard a sound overhead and when I looked up a bird shat in my eye."
"You surely didn't lose an eye from bird poop?" said the bartender.
"Nope!" replied the pirate. "It happened on the first day I got my hook."
The Beauty of Life
Being that I am contemplating a two week visit to Kenya...I often wonder of all the hidden beauty behind all the ugly stories of our planet. Hhhhmmmm, I wonder...should I or should I not hop on a plane and fly sixteen hours South-East to a third world nation...and experience what it truly feels like to have nothing but your health and love. For all those people out there who believe that they are entitled to more. How much more is enough?
Why are people so instinctually so greedy?
By default, darkening their spirit...and making themselves out to be so ugly?
Yes, dark and ugly.
You want to see pretty? How about the wisteria tree tunnel in Japan: http://bd1209.blogspot.com/2013/05/wisteria-tunnel-romantic-colorful-place.html
Where this breathe taken beauty goes unsaid.
The colors just cascade with a violet blue...blocking out all the ugliness that we all, deep down loathe and condemn...yet, so irrevocably feel to attached too?
But what gives us that hypocritical right to take with one hand and point with the other?
Why are people so ego driven?
Sensitive to issues relevant to respecting their power and god given right.
I cringe at this notion, of who is right and who is wrong,
As to who is entitled and who is a taker...and who is at the mercy of the taking.
When in fact, no one of us fully has 'That' right....yet (it seems) everyone (or almost everyone) seems poised to demand more.
Folks...less is more.
Free the ego, release the material...eliminate greed...
Feed the mind the knowledge and the soul the passion...
This will undoubtably make you rich beyond measure.
Money is a man made creation that will disappear from this planet after our extinction.
We should all pay attention to what is truly important.
Our (Your) health, and your (our) love.
Give all your love, take in all the love...you deserve it, you are worth it.
From my mind, to your eyes...I connect this thought to yours. Let's combine our forces, and make amends for this life's past transgressions...to ensure that there is nothing but outward and upward growth of our human consciousness.
live.learn.love.
Here.
Now.
Today,
and until,
Tomorrow.
Let's make it until Forever.
Why are people so instinctually so greedy?
By default, darkening their spirit...and making themselves out to be so ugly?
Yes, dark and ugly.
You want to see pretty? How about the wisteria tree tunnel in Japan: http://bd1209.blogspot.com/2013/05/wisteria-tunnel-romantic-colorful-place.html
Where this breathe taken beauty goes unsaid.
The colors just cascade with a violet blue...blocking out all the ugliness that we all, deep down loathe and condemn...yet, so irrevocably feel to attached too?
But what gives us that hypocritical right to take with one hand and point with the other?
Why are people so ego driven?
Sensitive to issues relevant to respecting their power and god given right.
I cringe at this notion, of who is right and who is wrong,
As to who is entitled and who is a taker...and who is at the mercy of the taking.
When in fact, no one of us fully has 'That' right....yet (it seems) everyone (or almost everyone) seems poised to demand more.
Folks...less is more.
Free the ego, release the material...eliminate greed...
Feed the mind the knowledge and the soul the passion...
This will undoubtably make you rich beyond measure.
Money is a man made creation that will disappear from this planet after our extinction.
We should all pay attention to what is truly important.
Our (Your) health, and your (our) love.
Give all your love, take in all the love...you deserve it, you are worth it.
From my mind, to your eyes...I connect this thought to yours. Let's combine our forces, and make amends for this life's past transgressions...to ensure that there is nothing but outward and upward growth of our human consciousness.
live.learn.love.
Here.
Now.
Today,
and until,
Tomorrow.
Let's make it until Forever.
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Will You?
Article By CHELSEA HUANG
"Air Traffic Controller Proposes to Girlfriend on Flight"
Bryson Katzel, an air traffic controller at Vancouver International Airport, seized an incredible opportunity to pop the question to his girlfriend, Christine Waters, who was flying in from Montreal.
The story dates back to 2006, according to a blog post on Cockpit Conversation -- but the adorable moment is bound to melt your heart regardless of its age.
According to a video of the call transcript, an audibly nervous Katzel got some help -- and a bout of confidence -- from an Air Canada pilot. The video notes that the conversation occurred after a successful landing and on a separate frequency, so safety was never jeopardized.
"My girlfriend is on that plane and I was gonna propose to her while you were in the air," he said. 'But I chickened out."
A flight AC187 crew member immediately took action.
"Come on! That's bad, that's really really bad. Give us her name and we're gonna tell her that."
Katzel was redirected to speak over the aircraft speakers, and he flawlessly delivered a performance to his unsuspecting girlfriend in seat 25C.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I'm your air traffic controller speaking to you from the control tower here at Vancouver airport. I hope all of you have enjoyed your flight this evening with Air Canada from Montreal, and I welcome all of you to Vancouver. The reason I am speaking to you is because there is a very special lady on your flight this evening. Her name is Christine Waters. Christine, can you raise your hand, please? Way up, so everyone can see. Christine, I am crazy in love with you, can't imagine my life without you. You can't see me right now, but I am down on my knee, I have a ring in my hand. Christine, will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife?"
We're willing to bet he made Christine the happiest woman in the world that day. According to the pilot, she said 'Yes!' so loud he could hear it from the cockpit.
"Air Traffic Controller Proposes to Girlfriend on Flight"
Bryson Katzel, an air traffic controller at Vancouver International Airport, seized an incredible opportunity to pop the question to his girlfriend, Christine Waters, who was flying in from Montreal.
The story dates back to 2006, according to a blog post on Cockpit Conversation -- but the adorable moment is bound to melt your heart regardless of its age.
According to a video of the call transcript, an audibly nervous Katzel got some help -- and a bout of confidence -- from an Air Canada pilot. The video notes that the conversation occurred after a successful landing and on a separate frequency, so safety was never jeopardized.
"My girlfriend is on that plane and I was gonna propose to her while you were in the air," he said. 'But I chickened out."
A flight AC187 crew member immediately took action.
"Come on! That's bad, that's really really bad. Give us her name and we're gonna tell her that."
Katzel was redirected to speak over the aircraft speakers, and he flawlessly delivered a performance to his unsuspecting girlfriend in seat 25C.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I'm your air traffic controller speaking to you from the control tower here at Vancouver airport. I hope all of you have enjoyed your flight this evening with Air Canada from Montreal, and I welcome all of you to Vancouver. The reason I am speaking to you is because there is a very special lady on your flight this evening. Her name is Christine Waters. Christine, can you raise your hand, please? Way up, so everyone can see. Christine, I am crazy in love with you, can't imagine my life without you. You can't see me right now, but I am down on my knee, I have a ring in my hand. Christine, will you make me the happiest man in the world and be my wife?"
We're willing to bet he made Christine the happiest woman in the world that day. According to the pilot, she said 'Yes!' so loud he could hear it from the cockpit.
Thursday, August 21, 2014
What Reality do you live in?
Do you believe we create our own reality?
"The first thing we have to decide is weather we live in a good or bad universe -Albert Einstein"
I know too many people that live for the purpose of dealing with the worst.
I, on the other hand, know that I will survive the worst (one way or another)...therefore, I anticipate enjoying the best that life can offer me.
"The first thing we have to decide is weather we live in a good or bad universe -Albert Einstein"
I know too many people that live for the purpose of dealing with the worst.
I, on the other hand, know that I will survive the worst (one way or another)...therefore, I anticipate enjoying the best that life can offer me.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
All the Guys
So...some women...say...
and you know, how truthful everything is when they say 'things'...
Some women say how
'All Guys are the Same!'
Really!?
Well, you'd know then since you've tried
All the Guys!
Right?
and you know, how truthful everything is when they say 'things'...
Some women say how
'All Guys are the Same!'
Really!?
Well, you'd know then since you've tried
All the Guys!
Right?
Friends with Cards
A woman was in bed having sex with her husband's friend when the telephone rang.
After hanging up, she says,
After hanging up, she says,
''That was Harry, but don't worry -- he won't be home for a while. He's playing cards with you."
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Truth Spoken, Truth Cometh, Truth Deserved
Poor Alexis Lancaster....she received a call from Tucker Blandford's father...Tucker and Alexis had planned for a wedding in Connecticut this past weekend (15 August 2014).
...the call between Tucker's Dad and Alexis went like this:
"Listen Alexis, I have some bad news. My Son has become depressed, and today we discovered that he committed suicide."
OMG! Thought Alexis. Now Alexis becomes distraught and depressed herself...after a short period of initial mourning, she attempts to reconnect with her deceased fiancee's parents (to mourn in the company of comfort). Alexis reaches Tucker's mother...
Well,
Tucker's death was news to his mother...
As a matter of fact, according to his mother, Tucker was doing great...plus, his mother was under the impression that Alexis and Tucker had split...
What? Come Again?
Oh, by the way...the mother also had NO IDEA about any wedding either.
Well, the good news is that Tucker is OK...right?
And....On Top of all that...the Wedding Hall that Tucker and Alexis agreed upon....well, the hall was Never Booked!
This Tucker has some serious commitment issues...
Tucker, son...we need to talk. You can not be conducting yourself so feebly. You can't. Grow a pair, and call Alexis. No, no! You need to sit down with Alexis and have a serious face to face discussion with her about why this marriage won't last (shocker, I am sure).
Why? Because she's a person, and she needs to reasonably sort out the death of your relationship.
But why burden over that much work? Because we are all people, and our emotions are not strung with cords of logic...instead our emotions sing tunes spoken softly from the heart and soul.
Matters of the Heart a little more consideration and empathy...Period.
We are not robots. Even if logic dictates it, we can't just switch on/off buttons and expect immediate positive and predictable results.
Hey Tucker, what if the news of your death brought so much sorrow to Alexis that she...as a knee jerk reaction...decided to do something drastic...something immeasurable and permanent?
You Tucker are selfish!
Stupid!!
And not to say that you deserve a fate that trumps your actions...but, you know what...you still need a lesson in humanism spoon fed to you...
Do I hope bad things? Not necessarily.
If bad things happened too you...you know, you just may have been deserving of them in order to learn your lesson.
Spit in the mouth of fury, burn in the ashes of your abyss...
...the call between Tucker's Dad and Alexis went like this:
"Listen Alexis, I have some bad news. My Son has become depressed, and today we discovered that he committed suicide."
OMG! Thought Alexis. Now Alexis becomes distraught and depressed herself...after a short period of initial mourning, she attempts to reconnect with her deceased fiancee's parents (to mourn in the company of comfort). Alexis reaches Tucker's mother...
Well,
Tucker's death was news to his mother...
As a matter of fact, according to his mother, Tucker was doing great...plus, his mother was under the impression that Alexis and Tucker had split...
What? Come Again?
Oh, by the way...the mother also had NO IDEA about any wedding either.
Well, the good news is that Tucker is OK...right?
And....On Top of all that...the Wedding Hall that Tucker and Alexis agreed upon....well, the hall was Never Booked!
This Tucker has some serious commitment issues...
Tucker, son...we need to talk. You can not be conducting yourself so feebly. You can't. Grow a pair, and call Alexis. No, no! You need to sit down with Alexis and have a serious face to face discussion with her about why this marriage won't last (shocker, I am sure).
Why? Because she's a person, and she needs to reasonably sort out the death of your relationship.
But why burden over that much work? Because we are all people, and our emotions are not strung with cords of logic...instead our emotions sing tunes spoken softly from the heart and soul.
Matters of the Heart a little more consideration and empathy...Period.
We are not robots. Even if logic dictates it, we can't just switch on/off buttons and expect immediate positive and predictable results.
Hey Tucker, what if the news of your death brought so much sorrow to Alexis that she...as a knee jerk reaction...decided to do something drastic...something immeasurable and permanent?
You Tucker are selfish!
Stupid!!
And not to say that you deserve a fate that trumps your actions...but, you know what...you still need a lesson in humanism spoon fed to you...
Do I hope bad things? Not necessarily.
If bad things happened too you...you know, you just may have been deserving of them in order to learn your lesson.
Spit in the mouth of fury, burn in the ashes of your abyss...
Monday, August 18, 2014
RIP Genius George
"I would never want to be a member of a group whose symbol is a guy
N
Two A Two
I
L
E
D
to two pieces of wood."
-
George Carlin
New York
Empire State of Mind by Alicia Keyes
Ooooh, New York!
Ooooh, New York!
Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway
Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge
I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
In New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6PHOeXIPNZE
Ooooh, New York!
Ooooh, New York!
Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway
Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge
I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
In New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=6PHOeXIPNZE
Are you an old soul?
My whole life, people have made comments to me, or about me...
"You are an Old Soul"
These comments Referring to my peculiar personality and thought mentality. Along the way, there have been a multitude of other more colorful descriptions thrown my way...some less desirable than others...depending on whom said what.
I don't blame people for saying these things to me. It's ok if we can't figure everything or everyone out. It's not ok to dig in negative terms to others though...that, has to stop...if you truly want to expand your own personal spirituality.
For those who know me...
For those that don't...
The question of why is always answered with because. Why me? Because, I can.
Article by
Aletheia Luna
http://themindunleashed.org/2014/08/9-signs-youre-old-soul.html
"You are an Old Soul"
These comments Referring to my peculiar personality and thought mentality. Along the way, there have been a multitude of other more colorful descriptions thrown my way...some less desirable than others...depending on whom said what.
I don't blame people for saying these things to me. It's ok if we can't figure everything or everyone out. It's not ok to dig in negative terms to others though...that, has to stop...if you truly want to expand your own personal spirituality.
For those who know me...
For those that don't...
The question of why is always answered with because. Why me? Because, I can.
Article by
Aletheia Luna
http://themindunleashed.org/2014/08/9-signs-youre-old-soul.html
Saturday, August 16, 2014
L U L U rhymes with kukuuuu
If a LuLu is crazy...Y so?
She's nuts, absolutely nutz........
H
E
L
P
me pleaze...
L
U
L
U
is krazy
totally gone.....
She's nuts, absolutely nutz........
H
E
L
P
me pleaze...
L
U
L
U
is krazy
totally gone.....
Violet Times
I...just....listened....to....a....voicemail. I did, I really did! Guess who I heard? Can you? Can you guess?
I'll give a couple of clues...
Her name is Violet in a not too distant parallel universe. She has super powers but only uses them when no one is noticing....because of this fact, I can't quite comprehend or define the exact extent of these abnormal, yet intriguing abilities. Every Thursday night she would sing four songs at the local karaoke bar....
First Song: 'Love Song' by Pink. Although she loves Pink songs, this is the selection for everyone to hear.
Followed by the silly song: 'Girl in a Country Song' by Maddie and Tae (Violet secretly wants to rename her tiger Tae...yes, that's right, she lives with a Tiger!)
Third Song: 'Oblivion' by M83. Great Songs must be shared, otherwise, what's their worth.
The Finale.....'Voodoo' by Godsmack. You see, there are songs...and there are songs that seem to touch just about everyone! Violet knows this, therefore...she sings this song...every Thursday night...
It's as if Bob Marley jumped straight from the heart to excite our Souls..that Violet is something special...
Violet also inspires the Freemasons, Greenpeace, PETA...and even FEMA seeks Violet's advice on matters that can not (and should not) be openly discussed. Sorry. James Bond is her back up. Violet knows where Jimmy Hoffa is, was and will be...
Violet feels that is ok to eat your dessert first. Violet doesn't use swear words in public. Violet can melt titanium...just by staring at it. Clowns, Politicians and Criminals cringe when they know that they misbehaved During Violet hours. Christmas was Violet's idea. So was Labor Day, Halloween, bath time and your birthday. Violet speak eighteen different dialects of Chinese, every dialect of English, French, Italian and Spanish too! She can harden Ice Cream, emulsify a tsunami, calm a tornado...and scare the hell out of sharks, bears, alligators and pigeons. Violet is the reason why we have fun and delight with each day of beaming sunshine. She is our hope and glory...and we would forever hold her close and dear.
Misunderstood, she is a treasure immeasurable in value and beauty...
And she called me...today...to let me know that everything is A-O-K
Got it?
Good!
Keep it, store it and protect it.
Because, if I come looking...so will Violet....
I'll give a couple of clues...
Her name is Violet in a not too distant parallel universe. She has super powers but only uses them when no one is noticing....because of this fact, I can't quite comprehend or define the exact extent of these abnormal, yet intriguing abilities. Every Thursday night she would sing four songs at the local karaoke bar....
First Song: 'Love Song' by Pink. Although she loves Pink songs, this is the selection for everyone to hear.
Followed by the silly song: 'Girl in a Country Song' by Maddie and Tae (Violet secretly wants to rename her tiger Tae...yes, that's right, she lives with a Tiger!)
Third Song: 'Oblivion' by M83. Great Songs must be shared, otherwise, what's their worth.
The Finale.....'Voodoo' by Godsmack. You see, there are songs...and there are songs that seem to touch just about everyone! Violet knows this, therefore...she sings this song...every Thursday night...
It's as if Bob Marley jumped straight from the heart to excite our Souls..that Violet is something special...
Violet also inspires the Freemasons, Greenpeace, PETA...and even FEMA seeks Violet's advice on matters that can not (and should not) be openly discussed. Sorry. James Bond is her back up. Violet knows where Jimmy Hoffa is, was and will be...
Violet feels that is ok to eat your dessert first. Violet doesn't use swear words in public. Violet can melt titanium...just by staring at it. Clowns, Politicians and Criminals cringe when they know that they misbehaved During Violet hours. Christmas was Violet's idea. So was Labor Day, Halloween, bath time and your birthday. Violet speak eighteen different dialects of Chinese, every dialect of English, French, Italian and Spanish too! She can harden Ice Cream, emulsify a tsunami, calm a tornado...and scare the hell out of sharks, bears, alligators and pigeons. Violet is the reason why we have fun and delight with each day of beaming sunshine. She is our hope and glory...and we would forever hold her close and dear.
Misunderstood, she is a treasure immeasurable in value and beauty...
And she called me...today...to let me know that everything is A-O-K
Got it?
Good!
Keep it, store it and protect it.
Because, if I come looking...so will Violet....
Friday, August 15, 2014
Reasons to Divorce
They could be a bit crazy. Especially for those rare and memorable extra crazy moments.
Crazy people say stupid things.
(I just let them...because others will notice too)
World's Craziest Divorce!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gF628DbcJbA
too nice?
Crazy people say stupid things.
(I just let them...because others will notice too)
World's Craziest Divorce!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gF628DbcJbA
too nice?
The Relationship between Hot Women and How Crazy are They?
Ask me personally, and I think most women are either unreasonable, unstable, illogical or just downright crazy. Most of these women can not even recognize their extreme and unnecessary magnitude in absurdity...and in most instances, these same women project OR reflect their own bizarre thinking onto the males in their lives whom...in all reality....are trying to calm them or assuage their foolish tendencies. We All Know THIS happens.
It seems the prettier they are, the more pronounced their insanity becomes. How true are my statements? On a survey taken amongst unmarried males between the ages of Twenty(2)-(2)Two and Thirty (39) Nine...in an overwhelming consensus...yes, this is ALL True!
How should we deal with hot and crazy women?
Great question that needs further investigating....
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hKWmFWRVLlU
S
P
O
T
ON
video
P.S.
You can find me reciting this post on Snap Shot for all curious and devoted readers.
P.s.s
Remember the Lock and Key Theory
It seems the prettier they are, the more pronounced their insanity becomes. How true are my statements? On a survey taken amongst unmarried males between the ages of Twenty(2)-(2)Two and Thirty (39) Nine...in an overwhelming consensus...yes, this is ALL True!
How should we deal with hot and crazy women?
Great question that needs further investigating....
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hKWmFWRVLlU
S
P
O
T
ON
video
P.S.
You can find me reciting this post on Snap Shot for all curious and devoted readers.
P.s.s
Remember the Lock and Key Theory
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Stuck in the Middle of You
One of my all time favorite movie scenes...
K Billy's Super Sounds of the Seventies
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FdX8pRDO-ow
Stealers Wheel
"Stuck in the Middle of You"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ye7x3jbi_TE
K Billy's Super Sounds of the Seventies
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FdX8pRDO-ow
Stealers Wheel
"Stuck in the Middle of You"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ye7x3jbi_TE
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Monday, August 11, 2014
Thursday, August 7, 2014
High Heel Fails
I, for one, am ecstatic not to be in a class whereby I would be encourage or pressured to wear heels...one of the many perks of being a dude's dude. Well, there are women that I know that absolutely loathe the whole idea of wearing heels. Some are klutzy, while others feel awkward in high heels...whatever their reasons may be, high heels Are Not Their Thing!
Whatever, wear proudly whatever you Want to wear!!!!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=irRdZT1BMXI
Whatever, wear proudly whatever you Want to wear!!!!
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=irRdZT1BMXI
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Mark 11:13-14
Seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to find out if it had any fruit. When he reached it, he found nothing but leaves, because it was not the season for figs. Then he said to the tree,“May no one ever eat fruit from you again.” And his disciples heard him say it.
The Fig Tree that Jesus cursed had no fruit on it because it was not Fig season. It seems to me that, that mentality is extremely unfair....a mentality in which one expects fruit out-of-season and be disappointment when there is none.
Why Did Jesus curse the Fig Tree?
it was an object lesson.
killing of the messiah because they did not "bear fruit"
killing of the messiah because they did not "bear fruit"
Led to destruction by the Romans...followed by a life of slavery
nurturing an unfruitful nation....created tangible faults
Then there was a wait
allowing for failure
We are facing unimaginable times, and God (if you believe in one) gives us one more warning so we can know who the
We are facing unimaginable times, and God (if you believe in one) gives us one more warning so we can know who the
Abomination of Desolation is (each has their own)
consider us warned
Blessings,
K
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Asian Fruits
I tried them, I really did.
Yes, durian May smell like rotten swamp mushrooms...but the savory pungent taste makes up for it.
Mangosteen (Mango's Jewish cousin) is sweet, tangy and addictive.
Apple Custard (this video uses another name for it) is creamy and very sweet.
Jackfruit doesn't excite me.
Neither does lychee, longan and star fruit.
Pomelo and Asian pears aren't too special since they are common enough in an American market.
Rambutan is delicious.
Dragonfruit reminds me of a bland Kiwi.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IgfegiWS3Ds
In General, here is a clip of interesting Exotic Fruits (you will notice duplicates from the list of Asian Fruits).
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jbd_IcUp4hQ
Yes, durian May smell like rotten swamp mushrooms...but the savory pungent taste makes up for it.
Mangosteen (Mango's Jewish cousin) is sweet, tangy and addictive.
Apple Custard (this video uses another name for it) is creamy and very sweet.
Jackfruit doesn't excite me.
Neither does lychee, longan and star fruit.
Pomelo and Asian pears aren't too special since they are common enough in an American market.
Rambutan is delicious.
Dragonfruit reminds me of a bland Kiwi.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IgfegiWS3Ds
In General, here is a clip of interesting Exotic Fruits (you will notice duplicates from the list of Asian Fruits).
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jbd_IcUp4hQ
Shipwrecked
I couldn't begin to tell you when The Music melded into noise. But as soon As I noticed your undesired voice, my mind flipped your switch and your screech turned into a silent roar...regardless of your streaming insincere tears, the laughter of your soul help bury your boring self so deep Into my conscious...that I swear, you have become some sort of faded dream. Without a start, and no end...I found myself in some hunt, some wild chase into a foreign zone of chaos and oblivion. What a stark contrast of hateful lies that decorate the dying amidst a battlefield...one in which takes no prisoners...on top of bloodied soil...in your world or mine. It's there I lay your tombstone. Your name, etched in stone, garnishes the top. On the bottom, Two dates end your story. Unlike my dream, you clearly see the start and finish of your cautionary myth of an imaginary romance. Any substance in between has turned into a distant memory that flirts with a tale intended to delight others of an unresolved dance of nonsense.
My book, your eyes, my truth, your lies...our story...Til Death do Us Part.
If the judge only knew, the case would be dismissed...
Unfortunately, the jury of your peers know just enough to shame and paint a Red Corner Black. Look at your bucket of color before you start. You'll be glad to know that your vows can't mask your ugly eternal walls...nor shield your mind from the heat above.
The clouds offer only so much before it rains and washes clean your black walls of rogue cream and mascara.
White will become the new Red.
Puff my little baby, don't cry...I am no longer listening...
The Music died with your voice and vows...
Sunk like a ship, somewhere out in the ocean...that is where the tide will come and take you.
My book, your eyes, my truth, your lies...our story...Til Death do Us Part.
If the judge only knew, the case would be dismissed...
Unfortunately, the jury of your peers know just enough to shame and paint a Red Corner Black. Look at your bucket of color before you start. You'll be glad to know that your vows can't mask your ugly eternal walls...nor shield your mind from the heat above.
The clouds offer only so much before it rains and washes clean your black walls of rogue cream and mascara.
White will become the new Red.
Puff my little baby, don't cry...I am no longer listening...
The Music died with your voice and vows...
Sunk like a ship, somewhere out in the ocean...that is where the tide will come and take you.
The Difference between
School vs Life
In School, you receive your Lesson.
After the lesson,
you are tested on your lesson to prove your level of comprehension.
l
i
f
e
Throws you, face first, right in the middle of a test...
Without warning, nor without any preparation...
It's left Up to you to learn your lesson.
My Lesson? You.
My test? This.
The Result? That.
The Reason? Because.
Purpose?
Now, that is truly the lesson of this and every test.
Humbled in my voice, I cringe just thinking how one word created an Ego so grand...that no mirror could reflect. I spat on your disrespectful mindless mercy of false fantasies and illogical self representations. Do you believe in chance and miracles? Or have you shared your final descent into obscure relativity? A crowded closet of cluttered and contaminated trash. It's there that you sit on your decaying deathbed. Old, rotted and decrepit. You'll die alone, like you always knew.
At least, you'll have some light peeking through your bedroom window.
"I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it calls itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use -- silence, exile, and cunning."
James Joyce
In School, you receive your Lesson.
After the lesson,
you are tested on your lesson to prove your level of comprehension.
l
i
f
e
Throws you, face first, right in the middle of a test...
Without warning, nor without any preparation...
It's left Up to you to learn your lesson.
My Lesson? You.
My test? This.
The Result? That.
The Reason? Because.
Purpose?
Now, that is truly the lesson of this and every test.
Humbled in my voice, I cringe just thinking how one word created an Ego so grand...that no mirror could reflect. I spat on your disrespectful mindless mercy of false fantasies and illogical self representations. Do you believe in chance and miracles? Or have you shared your final descent into obscure relativity? A crowded closet of cluttered and contaminated trash. It's there that you sit on your decaying deathbed. Old, rotted and decrepit. You'll die alone, like you always knew.
At least, you'll have some light peeking through your bedroom window.
"I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it calls itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use -- silence, exile, and cunning."
James Joyce
Love, Hate and Hostage
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
― Neil Gaiman
The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Break my heart? Is that what you think you did? I have news for you; you didn't break my heart. My heart's just fine. My heart's in the best shape of its life. But do you know what you did do to me? You took an AK-47 and blew up my soul.
-Tiffanie Debartolo-
― Neil Gaiman
The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
Break my heart? Is that what you think you did? I have news for you; you didn't break my heart. My heart's just fine. My heart's in the best shape of its life. But do you know what you did do to me? You took an AK-47 and blew up my soul.
-Tiffanie Debartolo-
Monday, August 4, 2014
Burning Man Festival 2014
Starting August 25th and running up until the First of September in the calendar year of twenty-fourteen...over One Hundred thousand people will congregate in Black Rock Desert, Nevada to construct and burn an imaginarium so spectacular....that No Singular creative mind can fathom its epic-like proportions...transcending into an existentialistic bliss, meshing into an endless ocean of our collective consciousness...peering towards a grandiose horizon.
Welcome to my world, look into my mind...take hold and grasp for a reality that is nothing short of Man's Greatest Dream.
Burning Man http://www.burningman.com
Fierce like A lion, jump into my den. Dispose of all your inhibitions...allow me to rob your morals of all it's civility. Your fears feed my pleasure, my teeth will shear through your heart as I feast on your soul...
I stack, one stick at a time...creating my mountain unto which I strike...like lightning...
Fire, high...harsh...violent...it burns...
In the dark desert, under our heavens...
Shrouded by peace and stars, it's here where I root...here IS where I sprout...
Reaching the sky, the endless paradise that only my dreams seem to satisfy...
I,
Live today
To walk to my grave
Dig my hole
Lay inside my tomb
Recline my fabric
and Close My Eyes
For the very last time
In the burning desert,
Before your gods...
I become One with the sand
My soul, my conscious soul shall ascend...
And my eye will rise beyond my static shell
This world (your world) has limits,
Ones in which my will does not respect
Your walls hold your insecurities, my fists will pound through
This world...is it really what you see?
Because what you see influences what you think...
PS when you think,
Think Big, think free
When you Dream,
Dream Bigger...and without limits!
Big enough of a story that even Vanity Fair posted it's take on Burning Man 2014
http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2014/07/grover-norquist-burning-man-dead
An extended look into the minds, eyes, hands and soul that comprise of The Burning Man
http://weezbo.com/people-of-burning-man-festival.html
Ps, to my fellow acquaintances in attendance, enjoy your festival.
Welcome to my world, look into my mind...take hold and grasp for a reality that is nothing short of Man's Greatest Dream.
Burning Man http://www.burningman.com
Fierce like A lion, jump into my den. Dispose of all your inhibitions...allow me to rob your morals of all it's civility. Your fears feed my pleasure, my teeth will shear through your heart as I feast on your soul...
I stack, one stick at a time...creating my mountain unto which I strike...like lightning...
Fire, high...harsh...violent...it burns...
In the dark desert, under our heavens...
Shrouded by peace and stars, it's here where I root...here IS where I sprout...
Reaching the sky, the endless paradise that only my dreams seem to satisfy...
I,
Live today
To walk to my grave
Dig my hole
Lay inside my tomb
Recline my fabric
and Close My Eyes
For the very last time
In the burning desert,
Before your gods...
I become One with the sand
My soul, my conscious soul shall ascend...
And my eye will rise beyond my static shell
This world (your world) has limits,
Ones in which my will does not respect
Your walls hold your insecurities, my fists will pound through
This world...is it really what you see?
Because what you see influences what you think...
PS when you think,
Think Big, think free
When you Dream,
Dream Bigger...and without limits!
Big enough of a story that even Vanity Fair posted it's take on Burning Man 2014
http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2014/07/grover-norquist-burning-man-dead
An extended look into the minds, eyes, hands and soul that comprise of The Burning Man
http://weezbo.com/people-of-burning-man-festival.html
Ps, to my fellow acquaintances in attendance, enjoy your festival.
Saturday, August 2, 2014
Freedom
W E
must be
F R E E
not BeCause we Claim 'it',
Freedom...
but,
Because We Practice 'IT'
-William Faulkner
must be
F R E E
not BeCause we Claim 'it',
Freedom...
but,
Because We Practice 'IT'
-William Faulkner
Why do guys send Dick Pics?
Seriously, why? What brilliant thought process leads one to the conclusion that a 'Dick Pic' is a good idea? What is the desired outcome of these misguided dick pic senders? What are they hoping to accomplish? Something tells me that they will miserably come up short just about each and every time...
Let's ask Janet as she views 89 Dick Pics.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9-SkhOmXE6U
Ps, today I will survey my male coworkers and see how many of them are guilty of this needless violation.
Let's ask Janet as she views 89 Dick Pics.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9-SkhOmXE6U
Ps, today I will survey my male coworkers and see how many of them are guilty of this needless violation.
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