thass they Grammar; let it be...

Somebody just sent me an e-mail containing the following phrase:

"I drug myself out of the bed"

My first instinct was to reply with a humorous correction,

but I thought about it...

and in the milli-moment it took to do so,

the parad'oxymoro/niceness of it felt good like
somebody taking some cocoa butter on their
forefinger and rubbing gently my tragus.

(so i let it be)

Breakfast

greenappl
ehoney&al
mondbutte
ronArnold
sNaturalW
heat&Flax
isthejawn

Sick Sux

n/m

Et'mology

Peep post #184, 3rd word from end of first sentence/stanza.

Click here a definition via example (and to know what that excessively long thread is about, anyway).

On the Way Up the Hill...

Why do we age/deteriorate?

Given human propensity for self-inducing death

• war
• folly
• what-have-you

is it biologically necessary?

We certainly don't need it to thin the herd.

Why does nature need for cells to decrease in function until there is seizure?

Perpetual existence would seem to be a better choice given the amount of energy that goes into procreation/rearing.

.
..

Maybe...

The reason for age, is so we have a reason to try. Because, if you had forever, procrastination is much more a convenience.

So, maybe we need the prospect of an impending end to drive is to reach such that we might attain within the amount of time we have.

The concept of time itself, I would argue, is a result of a society's preoccupation with death (avoiding it).

Without aging(-->death), we are the Eloi,

maybe.

(shrug)

Mikey Simon Quotes of the Day

1. "A script is just a prison made of words."


2. "A boss is just a prison made of skin."

The Sissy Duckling

Currently running on HBO, title character voiced by Harvey Firestein.

If you haven't figured out the plot of this re-visioned fable, well, I sure hope it doesn't get too cool underneath that rock.

Kokujin

One gentleman's experience of being (a) in a (b) world.

Nina Got Something

HeeHee

(she sed "boobie")

I wonder if she knew she was gawjuss

>ay, mis pezóns!<

Kwamé Shows Me His Ass

This morning's recollected dream (I'm not kidding):

Apparently, I'm a music producer in this one.

Big Daddy Kane is doing a new album, it's produced by Kwamé. We're discussing what this new sound will be like. I bring up Kwamé's New Jack sound, whether he's going for that again. His response is incredulously "not". He seems to think "I got jokes". Kwamé, his ego having reared itself, leaves.

There was some reference to ass, so, on his way out Kwamé sets forth to show me his - literally. I avoid having my eyes make contact with it.

Having Mr. Kane's full attention, I set forth to begin a dialogue about current styles and play him "Oh"* from the ARE's Dem Damb Jacksons EP.

Having "won", dream state drifts into awakeness.

-

Though it wasn't a truly lucid dream experience, I did feel in control - it didn't feel as things were happening around me. It was unaware lucidity**.

* the beat for which I find to be quite nearly replete with butterynipplegoodness

** the phrase "subconscious lucidity" tweaks my fancy more, but it feels too similar to "lucid dream". I hate ambiguous terminology.

(raised eyebrow, upturned lower lip)

This past Thursday, while on the S67, I saw an individual with both an iPod le Touche and an iPhone.



amuse us with your feeble attempts to explain how this fails to defeat the purpose.

Martin Short Is That Dude!

The Misadventures of Ed Grimley is on Boomerang!

Ha!!

I should be asleep !

HA!!

I am in love with,

and want to do this.

in other news, I just realized this thing is past 400 posts.

Well.

Look at that.

the 3 r's

rocky is the road of the righteous.

Also

I had the "cutting my hair" dream again this past week, too.

Sex & Semi-Consciousness

• This morning I had a dream that a best male friend in youth tried to set me up for an "encounter" with other male friends we went to high school with. It felt insidious without being specifically threatening; like some sh!t that wouldn't hold up in court, even though you KNOW where it was headed. No idea of the significance.

• Yesterday I had a short dream where a long time female friend kissed me. It weren't no tentative peck neither...straight tongue, B! But there seemed to be something nauseating on her tongue/in her mouth. Right after I was nauseated to vomiting, but it now seems as though the sick/substance came from my mouth, i.e. was my fault. I wonder if this was a warning to not let indulgence ruin a relationship. Or maybe my subconscious meant to inform me if the magnitude of my oral offensiveness during slumber...?

(pensation)

Though stated with a certain degree

of chagrin, I will admit to liking Mr. & Mrs. Smith.

And, independent of the puffy lip crush I have on Angelina Jolie,

she is a remarkable film actor.

aunt 10 Eye

No matter how much I pull, tug,

there's always a lock (currently two)

that point, pretty much, straight up*.


Physics or something else?


*no, i don't characterize this as a problem

damn Devil wearin' Prada

I just dreamt that the I was temping at a clothing designer.

Toward the end of my tenure, thus designer wanted to use a shirt made for me by mom-diggidity, which I simply called my design.

While at home thar night it occurred to me that I should clarify that it was mom-Diesel's mash-up (e'en though she wudna cared).

On returning to work the following day, I was picked up in a limo, wherein I was presented with documents showing I wa being sued for FRAUD.

It ended as I was going into the building...