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das fiten babeez

i am a dirty stinking liberal.

Monday, December 31, 2007

blurp

Enjoy.
Email me when you signup so I'll know who the fuck you are.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

weensdy leeeeyerjk


it's getting weirder and weirder out there.


Three Mile Pilot
One Step Ladder
Na Vucca Do Lupu

One for the joker
One for me
One for the road
Twenty for his soul
But I don't want to know
This is me - I might fail

I can hardly steer let alone put on the brakes
So I just keep clear of stations
Legs don't fail me now
I don't want to know

This is me cornered tight in compact steel
Under cement wire mesh
Wrapped over in this stone cold flesh
Suddenly it's my finger moving watch closely
This is my strength being eaten
This is me bone dry torn from surviving flesh
If this is my last breath
I don't want to know I might fail

I've got the hands that can reach your neck
If they feel the need
But I don't want to know
This is me under here bent back broke in half
A sinking anchor screaming in anger
Suddenly it's my finger moving
This is more than structure it walks under your heel
A corner to fit in a house to die in
These are last chances and I might fail
In the land where the leg thought before the head
They were just moving for food and shelter
It just took a hundred steps for every one
Can hardly blame them
One down and a hundred to go
I swear this isn't me
I caught myself again the
One step ladder tries to fuck me over again
Takes it all at once

One for the joker
One for his thieves
One for the road
Twenty for his skin
But I don't want to know this is me I might fail
I can hardly chew my food let alone pay the rent
So I just keep clear of stations
Legs don't fail me now


The whole of "Na Vucca Do Lupu" is one of the better albums ever made. I'd recommend it heartily.
I have a cold, and my left eye feels like it's being shoved out, while the right says "no, everything's cool here". They're both liars.
I saw chris, paul, suz an laura last night, it was cool. desi stayed home vomiting because i am a sensitive man. i would not force a vomitose lady out on the town. nosiree.

my snot pours forth. i will rebuild the forums. it is go time.
luv,
g


PS I made this last night, hit "publish", walked away, and never noticed I hadn't closed my blockquote tag. yay me!

Thursday, December 20, 2007

keep the x in xmas




From A Tale of Two Santas

Neptunian Elves
We are free and nearly sober
With so many toys to build
The machines are kind of tricky
Probably someone will be killed
But we gladly work for nothing

Fry
Which is good because we don't intend to pay

Neptunian Elves
The elves are back to work today
Hooray!
We have just a couple hours
To make several billion gifts
And the labor isn't easy

Leela
Then you'll all work triple shifts
You can make the job go quicker
If you turn up the controls to super speed

Neptunian Elves
It's back to work on Xmas eve
Hooray.

Leela
And though your cold and tired and ugly
Your pride will mask the pain

Fry
Let my happy smile warm your hearts

Neptunian Elves
Theres a toy lodged in my brain

We are getting awfully tired
And we can't work any faster
And we're very very sorry

Bender
Why you selfish little bastards!
Do you want the kids to think
That santas just a crummy empty handed jerk!
Then shut your yaps and back to work!
Now it's very nearly Xmas
And we done the best we could

Fry
These toy soldiers are poorly painted

Leela
And their made from inferior wood

Bender
I should give you all a beating
But i really have to fly

Robot Santa
If I weren't stuck here frozen
I'd harpoon you in the eye

Neptunian Elves
Now it's back into our tenements
To drown ourselves in rye

Leela
You did the best you could i guess
And some of these gorillas are OK

All
HOORAY! (we're adequate!)
The elves have rescued Xmas day
Hooray!

Friday, December 14, 2007

from digby

At CAF:
It's hard to imagine how something like gay marriage or women's rights could even come close to undermining morality the way it is undermined when a society dives this deeply into sanctioned authoritarian sadism.


It is hard to imagine, isn't it? And yet conservatives have some disconnect in their heads when it comes to hurting people...they can't figure out that it's bad. they think, "It's ok because they're different", or "It's OK because it saves lives", or "It's not OK, but it's heroic, because it must be done"(Call it the "Jack Bauer Syndrome". Does anyone else find it kaa-reeepy that the conservative heroes are often fictional? Creepy or appropriate, I guess).

I read a book on the Algerian War for Independence called A Savage War of Peace, and the French went through this as well...they engaged in torture to extract information. When it was revealed the entire nation was horrified, more so than our nation has been thus far, to our shame. The torturers and tortured tell tales of losing their humanity. It's a pit best not stared into, and right now we're pinned back A Clockwork Orange-style, strapped down in a chair leaning over that abyss. Thanks to Bush, and Cheney, and the disgusting monsters they brought with them, who okay'd the whole thing.

I can't see some lesbians or gays getting married causing our civilization to collapse. I can't see any of the bullshit those cons spout doing it. But I can see a deluded nation, half believing its own exceptional fiction, half full of rage and shame, tearing itself apart. Maybe it all comes down to..."we're better than this". The deluded fools think "We're better than these dirty protesters, we're better than these Arab mothers screaming in those just filthy streets over dead rended babies, we're just better than everyone", and the dirty hippies saying "We're better than this...why are we failing?"

Try to keep a lot of canned food and fresh water on hand.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

my own special lyric

for those special nights.


Sebadoh
Brand New Love
The Freed Weed

Restless eyes close maybe it'll go away
please rest tomorrow, bring a satisfied day.
The restless urge of love that's worth burning for
surely it's that forgiving love to give you more.

Any thought could be the beginning
of a brand new tangled web your spinning,
anyone could be a brand new love.
Any tie that holds can be broken,
tear your bitter world to the open,
anyone can be a brand new love.

You won't be the first
your twisted change is normal
gossip dirt
whisper to the nodding head
thrilled you fell apart instead of them
but they will
cause any hope for love could be killed
If you need a different face
it's definite time to destroy this place.

Any thought could be the beginning
of a brand new tangled web your spinning,
anyone could be a brand new love.
Follow what you feel
you alone decide what's real
anyone can be a brand new love.

Anyone can be a brand new love.


here's deadsy doing it.
I like Lou's version better. I saw him playing with Folk Implosion once, and after his set he sat at a little table and sold shirts. I went and got a shirt, and tried to get him to call my drunken friend a motherfucker. As Mike was lying on his back, Lou looked at him and said, "I can't call him a motherfucker, he bought a shirt too." I was also drunk and did not think that, had I purchased another shirt, it would have tipped the cursing balance in my favor. So Mike escaped my first attempt to get hiim cursed at by a musician.

desi chimes in




Devo
Jerkin' Back 'n' Forth
Now It Can Be Told: DEVO At The Palace

I know I let you tell me what to do
You were confident you know best
Now things arent working like you want them to
Your confidence is what I detest
You got me lookin up high
You got me searchin down low
You got me I know you know
You got me jerkin back n forth
You told me people like to suffer
You told me thats the way it is
You said that things were getting better
You said I should expect all this
You think its funny
But what I say is true
The reason that I live like this
Is all because of you
There is a thought that keeps me thinking
Like a stone inside my shoe
It is a vision reoccurring
A dirty window I can see you through



No comment from des

sucks

From Terry Pratchett:

Folks,

I would have liked to keep this one quiet for a little while, but because of upcoming conventions and of course the need to keep my publishers informed, it seems to me unfair to withhold the news. I have been diagnosed with a very rare form of early
onset Alzheimer's, which lay behind this year's phantom "stroke".

We are taking it fairly philosophically down here and possibly with a mild optimism. For now work is continuing on the completion of Nation and the basic notes are already being laid down for Unseen Academicals. All other things being equal, I
expect to meet most current and, as far as possible, future commitments but will discuss things with the various organisers. Frankly, I would prefer it if people kept things cheerful, because I think there's time for at least a few more books yet :o)



PS I would just like to draw attention to everyone reading the above that this should
be interpreted as 'I am not dead'. I will, of course, be dead at some future point, as
will everybody else. For me, this maybe further off than you think - it's too soon to tell.
I know it's a very human thing to say "Is there anything I can do", but in this case I
would only entertain offers from very high-end experts in brain chemistry.
-o-

Hopefully lots and lots of books, Terry.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

respondicles

so far so good.
Charles left me a lyric in the comments of the last post...

Tom Waits
I Don't Wanna Grow Up
Bone Machine

When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up

Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wnna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old Tomb
On Grand Street

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up

this is my fucking theme song as I fight through my life at the moment. Life sucks, growing up sucks, but we all have to do it. -charles


Jerm sent me an interesting and terrifying picture of himself and a macaque.

I'm not sure what to make of it. I'm a little scared, a little aroused, you know how it goes.

tolek weighed in with this one...


this song makes my nards rumble. for the sound. lyrics are unmentionable.-tolek

Radiohead
Idioteque
Kid A

Who's in bunker?
Who's in bunker?
Women and children first
And the children first
And the children
I'll laugh until my head comes off
I'll swallow till I burst
Until I burst
Until I

Who's in bunker?
Who's in bunker?
I have seen too much
You haven't seen enough
You haven't seen it
I'll laugh until my head comes off
Women and children first
And children first
And children

Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time

Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both sides
Let me hear both
Ice age coming
Ice age coming
Throw them in the fire
Throw them in the fire
Throw them in the

We're not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening
Happening
Mobiles quirking
Mobiles chirping
Take the money and run
Take the money and run
Take the money

Here I'm allowed (background: and first and the children x6)
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time

Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time
Here I'm allowed
Everything all of the time

deaf and lost are the children (repeated)


keep 'em comin'. I want to hear/see/read the nard-rumblin' beats.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Open call

I want to send out a call to my pals: send me your songs. send me the tune that when you hear it something goes off in your head, something makes you think in whirling skeins of thoughts. send me your dream- scream- and cream-songs, send me the shit that makes you want to punch a baby or baby your baby. something like that.
Do it thus:
Artist
Song
Album
(give me links for them if you can)

Lyrics

Commentary/pictures/covers/nude photos of you with a macaque etc


I'll post one song from each of my friends, whenever you send it.
love, g

Sunday, December 09, 2007

aleerks

random timing sunday edition

Peter Frampton
Show Me the Way
Frampton Comes Alive!
I wonder how your feeling
There's ringing in my ears
And no one to relate to 'cept the sea
Who can I believe in
I'm kneeling on the floor
There has to be a force, who do I phone
The stars are out and shinning
But all I really want to know

Oh, won't you show me the way
I want you show me the way

When I can see no reason
You living on your nerves
When someone drops a cop and I submerge
I'm swimming in a circle
I feel I'm going down
There has to be a fool to play my part
Well someone thought of healing,
But all I really want to know

Oh, won't you show me the way (everyday)
I want you show me the way
I want you day after day

I wonder if I'm dreaming
I feel so unashamed
I can't believe this is happening to me
I watch you when you're sleeping
And then I want to take you love

Oh, won't you show me the way (everday)
I want you show me the way
I want you day after day

Oh won't you show me the way (everyday)
I want you show me the way
I want you night and day
I want you day after day

Thursday, December 06, 2007

wha?

okay, Mitt Romney is stupid:

It's as if they are intent on establishing a new religion in America - the religion of secularism. They are wrong.

What? Do they screen these people for idiocy? m-w.com ("religion" is what "religious" people do):
re·li·gious
Pronunciation:
\ri-?li-j?s\
Function:
adjective
Etymology:
Middle English, from Anglo-French religius, from Latin religiosus, from religio
Date:
13th century
1: relating to or manifesting faithful devotion to n acknowledged ultimate reality or deity (a religious person) (religious attitudes)
2: of, relating to, or devoted to religious beliefs or observances
3 a: scrupulously and conscientiously faithful b: fervent, zealous
— re·li·gious·ly adverb
— re·li·gious·ness noun
Okay, that was fun. How about secular?

secular
sec·u·lar
Pronunciation:
\?se-ky?-l?r\
Function:
adjective
Etymology:
Middle English, from Anglo-French seculer, from Late Latin saecularis, from saeculum the present world, from Latin, generation, age, century, world; akin to Welsh hoedl lifetime
Date:
14th century
1 a: of or relating to the worldly or temporal b: not overtly or specifically religious c: not ecclesiastical or clerical
2: not bound by monastic vows or rules; specifically : of, relating to, or forming clergy not belonging to a religious order or congregation (a secular priest)
3 a: occurring once in an age or a century b: existing or continuing through ages or centuries c: of or relating to a long term of indefinite duration
— sec·u·lar·i·ty \?se-ky?-?la-r?-t?\ noun
— sec·u·lar·ly \?se-ky?-l?r-l?\ adverb


Mitt Romney is psychotically stupid.

UPDATE: from a long absent pal
no forum or blog response to add this to but, I need to add this:

he said also “The founders proscribed the establishment of a state religion, but they did not countenance the elimination of religion from the public square. We are a nation ``under God'' and in God, we do indeed trust.” -- those phrases came into the american experience in the 1950’s—they are not the “e pluribus unum” that our founders forwarded. jackass. (from the wik: "E pluribus unum" is a motto found on the Great Seal of the United States, along with Annuit Coeptis and Novus Ordo Seclorum, and adopted by an Act of Congress in 1782. According to Alan Frederick at Oxford University, "Ē plūribus ūnum" is Latin for "one out of many," or, "from many, one." Never codified by law, it was considered a de facto motto of the United States until 1956 when the United States Congress passed an act (H.J. Resolution 396) [1] adopting In God We Trust as the official motto.)

hi.

tolek

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