Yes. It is cold. But, I don't have to enter your idiotic narrow themed discussion about how cold it is. I noticed, thanks.
So what? This isn't Belize. This is what happens every year during winter: it gets cold. We've called it winter forever.
Why all the drama? Your wool mittens and stocking cap can come off in your cubicle, it's what - between the forced air heat and the space heater - about 90 degrees in here. Your sweating!
I am boycotting your little play. I mean, the world's not coming to an end....
...or it is. Maybe that's what I'm concerned with.
Monday
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When, in the morning after the first day of the opium binge, the eyes finally open and the pain is bearable enough to focus on the time, life seems such a surprise.
The only relief is that day two of the opium binge is soon to begin.
The pain is the pleasure; at least in its symbiotic relationship.
The mundane becomes the profound. The senses open like hanger doors.
Merry Christmas.
[y’all driving Subarus and working in cubicles]
The only relief is that day two of the opium binge is soon to begin.
The pain is the pleasure; at least in its symbiotic relationship.
The mundane becomes the profound. The senses open like hanger doors.
Merry Christmas.
[y’all driving Subarus and working in cubicles]
Friday
"Sports, when played passionately and intelligently, are great a great thing
to watch and experience. Especially when performed by those who are the
best at what they do. We rise above the basic necessities of daily life
(food, shelter, protection from enemies, and the meaningless passing of
time) to a heightened state similar to that caused by great music or great
art. At their crudest, sports provide distraction and tribal identity (like
pop music). At their best, they provide transcendence. Sports, like art,
dance, or music are a uniquely human expression, initially meaningless in
product or outcome. The meaning (and value) of sports is a function of
careful study on the part of both the performer and observer and like art,
dance, or music, transforms from meaningless brush strokes, tones, or motion
into something greater.
The game you watched last night is the sum of all basketball games that came
before it. The pinnacle of human expression through basketball.
I'm sure the same can be said for NASCAR. I'm just not studied enough. And
I belong to the wrong tribe.
Time for lunch."
-Rich Walkling 11.21.03
to watch and experience. Especially when performed by those who are the
best at what they do. We rise above the basic necessities of daily life
(food, shelter, protection from enemies, and the meaningless passing of
time) to a heightened state similar to that caused by great music or great
art. At their crudest, sports provide distraction and tribal identity (like
pop music). At their best, they provide transcendence. Sports, like art,
dance, or music are a uniquely human expression, initially meaningless in
product or outcome. The meaning (and value) of sports is a function of
careful study on the part of both the performer and observer and like art,
dance, or music, transforms from meaningless brush strokes, tones, or motion
into something greater.
The game you watched last night is the sum of all basketball games that came
before it. The pinnacle of human expression through basketball.
I'm sure the same can be said for NASCAR. I'm just not studied enough. And
I belong to the wrong tribe.
Time for lunch."
-Rich Walkling 11.21.03
Two consecutive pages of useful information
Confirming and disappointing consecutively
Of theories toward brain-machine interfaces
And smart relief from severe and chronic pains
Focus the minds on intelligent goals
With unimportant but highly imaginative colleagues
We can agree that the time has come
For cognitive coups and invisible acquisitions
A society parallel and unequal
Simple and vigorous can indeed exist
Without feature-creep or worrisome expenses
Of spirit, integrity, creativity or hair loss
Queen for a day or pawn for a lifetime
White full-length faux fur or rumpled worn oxford
Human reliability analyses with weak probabilities
Only conceptualize the obvious
Long and technical papers to recapitulate
Our instinctual demise as a species
Confirming and disappointing consecutively
Of theories toward brain-machine interfaces
And smart relief from severe and chronic pains
Focus the minds on intelligent goals
With unimportant but highly imaginative colleagues
We can agree that the time has come
For cognitive coups and invisible acquisitions
A society parallel and unequal
Simple and vigorous can indeed exist
Without feature-creep or worrisome expenses
Of spirit, integrity, creativity or hair loss
Queen for a day or pawn for a lifetime
White full-length faux fur or rumpled worn oxford
Human reliability analyses with weak probabilities
Only conceptualize the obvious
Long and technical papers to recapitulate
Our instinctual demise as a species
Though sunsets are keenly
embedded in my chronology
I am growing more tolerant and appreciative
of the inspirational values of rising suns
in the easting part of our continent
Living life like death wishes
Fighting battles for origins unknown
Building legacies out of
"conflicting tastes"
Making a difference is hard when
I'm still making up my mind
Clouds shading clouds
and the times we had, baby
From up here
So much seems unimportant
Simplicity and satisfaction from within
Are ultimate rewards
embedded in my chronology
I am growing more tolerant and appreciative
of the inspirational values of rising suns
in the easting part of our continent
Living life like death wishes
Fighting battles for origins unknown
Building legacies out of
"conflicting tastes"
Making a difference is hard when
I'm still making up my mind
Clouds shading clouds
and the times we had, baby
From up here
So much seems unimportant
Simplicity and satisfaction from within
Are ultimate rewards
Monday
Halloween at the Oakland International Airport
I.
We've got to step outside ourselves
in order to be ourselves
Since we cannot rely on anyone
other than ourselves
to save ourselves
II.
Libido burrito
Flat long and wide
Like the Oakland airport
Chrome accents and high heels
Extra large oddly proportioned breasts
We're all in costumes anyway everyday
III.
Living in my own customized world
Insulated from real contact
with glasses, hats and socks
Personal electronics help the tweak
IV.
Ground zeros still exist
soundtracks of personal "Live Events"
of smokes, clones and flesh
Living on parallel planes
Automatically rotating human scenery
V.
Scoring quite low on
the evaluative scale
from one to infinity
Memories of the day
taste of human skin --
The white girls
Definitely the white girls
VI.
I am convinced sometimes
That my life is nearing its end
Short, squat and useless
Bored and afraid of the freaks
who possess all the real power
And who force the wealthy meek
to react with little or no love
VII.
Costume or not
Angles are all right (toward perfect)
I think I love you
Because love is one standard deviation from lust
And since that's our only real duty
or is it my sanity that's in question?
VIII.
Simple truths
and purity
We've got to step outside ourselves
in order to be ourselves
Since we cannot rely on anyone
other than ourselves
to save ourselves
II.
Libido burrito
Flat long and wide
Like the Oakland airport
Chrome accents and high heels
Extra large oddly proportioned breasts
We're all in costumes anyway everyday
III.
Living in my own customized world
Insulated from real contact
with glasses, hats and socks
Personal electronics help the tweak
IV.
Ground zeros still exist
soundtracks of personal "Live Events"
of smokes, clones and flesh
Living on parallel planes
Automatically rotating human scenery
V.
Scoring quite low on
the evaluative scale
from one to infinity
Memories of the day
taste of human skin --
The white girls
Definitely the white girls
VI.
I am convinced sometimes
That my life is nearing its end
Short, squat and useless
Bored and afraid of the freaks
who possess all the real power
And who force the wealthy meek
to react with little or no love
VII.
Costume or not
Angles are all right (toward perfect)
I think I love you
Because love is one standard deviation from lust
And since that's our only real duty
or is it my sanity that's in question?
VIII.
Simple truths
and purity
Deconstruction of deconstruction
String theory applied to the psyche
Relative to nothingness indeed
Just what happened directly prior to the Big Bang?
Points smaller than points
The space that contains space
No aspirations for ambition anymore
Emphasis on legacy and end games
Leaky and stuttering creakily about
String theory applied to the psyche
Relative to nothingness indeed
Just what happened directly prior to the Big Bang?
Points smaller than points
The space that contains space
No aspirations for ambition anymore
Emphasis on legacy and end games
Leaky and stuttering creakily about
Back to Work
Back to work adventures
We learn slow
Rock and roll Marcus
Marcus is crazy
Tap-tap drumming
Leonard Hoffman taught me these chords
Jamie Perez taught me how to love
At the cat Box
Waiting to swim to the surface of all these wires
Rolled by the system
Intellectual challenges posed by the inquiry
This is a waste of our time
Do you understand where I'm coming from?
"Shit, motherfucking yeah, by the Sexy Motherfuckers."
Theoretical airflow and heat propagation
Intellectually arrogant
Get your baby
You don't know my name
Not trying hard
We learn slow
Rock and roll Marcus
Marcus is crazy
Tap-tap drumming
Leonard Hoffman taught me these chords
Jamie Perez taught me how to love
At the cat Box
Waiting to swim to the surface of all these wires
Rolled by the system
Intellectual challenges posed by the inquiry
This is a waste of our time
Do you understand where I'm coming from?
"Shit, motherfucking yeah, by the Sexy Motherfuckers."
Theoretical airflow and heat propagation
Intellectually arrogant
Get your baby
You don't know my name
Not trying hard
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