Wednesday, September 25, 2013

I simply adore

when I ask a "is it (a) or (b) and am told merely yes or no.

Though it is a great way to show someone when they didn't bother to read the whole question.

Peace,

c. walker jr.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

I really wish I could sneak a close-up

of the wide-face, squat head baby sitting across from me on the bus right now.


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

"One of the beauties of Jungle Law is that punishment settles all scores. There is no nagging afterward."

From Kaa's Hunting,  Jungle Book

Thursday, September 05, 2013

So here's something I didn't think actually existed.

Have I ever told you thongs are disgusting?

Oh, well: thongs are disgusting.

Thongs as underwear are only acceptable in the context of lingerie.

As in, "excuse me while I put on something more comfortable" lingerie.

In fact, I go out with female-person, and she wants to thong it up at some point, she is going to have to make the thong part of her costume change.

That change should accompany a shower. Thongs as utility underwear should be banned with the exceptions for certain activity/occupation-based garments.

(dancers, various forms of athletics)

And, again, note that a SHOWER soon after will be involved.

Even primitive cultures that use thongs don't wear them in a manner that so flosses as the average western thong.

Thongs make me angry....as do Urban Outfitters and whoever else is responsible for 14-year-olds thinking it cute to walk around with their ass cheeks gadding about.

:-#


Sunday, September 01, 2013

Saturday, August 31, 2013

So, I just saw this parking.lot attendant

hit a car.

In case you were wondering what happens to your car when you pay to park in NYC.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Unsolicited

Me: (standing outside jazz club waiting for someone, my headset and headphone in hand, just finished listening to voicemail)

Older gentleman who walks up: What do you do?

Me: I'm waiting for someone

Him: No, what do you do

Me: actor

Him: actor? What are you doing messing with technology? You're emotionally constipated. You have to be (something to create)

Me: Dude, it's just a phone.

Wednesday, August 07, 2013

swat.

I'm pretty sure that I had a dream that I did a Mutombo GEICO commercial-style swatting of somones attempt to tozs something into something  last night.

Or recently.

Or something.

I'm kinda hoping it was just a dream...

Some things aren't funny in real life.

Monday, August 05, 2013

From a Sunday afternoon in NYC

I am almost impressed that the topless Vegas-style girl in Times Square* already has a bootleg, disinterested doppleganger.

(*who was a bit bootleg to begin with, as the one I saw was obviously not schooled in the proper movement style and was wearing flip-flops)

Until subway cars are made so that the entire side opens up, people will continue to crowd the areas just inside the doors....despite the wealth of empty space in the middle of the car.

(thinking)

No. that wouldn't help. These lemmings will continue to do things that defy logic and damn sensible nerves.

Dyson does not improve things anymore, he simply tweaks his designs to justify replacing his old designs with a products with lots of fun profit margin built in.

(aka: the curse of the apple tax)

I will not likely stand on a corner and preach to you about getting proper in your religion, but it takes a great deal of energy to keep me from RAILING at you about you letting your daughter come out of the house/hotel/camper with butt cheek-baring shortpants. I may just smite you.

Contrary to what you want to believe, those super-high, narrow-wedge heels were not actually meant to be worn as daily footwear. The model puts them on, the photog takes the picture, the model takes them off. One of you is going to fall off of those things and hurt yourself....and you're going to wonder why you have gnarled witch feet and varicose veins when you're 40. Stop it.

Knowing that you shouldn't stop for nachos while power-walking from 65th to South Ferry will not stop you from stopping for nachos at 14th Street; thereby ending your power walk at Chambers even though you managed to find a clean bathroom on Canal at 1:30 AM.

Roaches aren't particularly interested in finding food in your house, they just really enjoy climbing all over your stuff.

Ba'el vs Worf

"They will kill you."

"Yes, but they will not defeat me."

upon searching for whom were the enslaved Africans

Found this interesting given the citation of a naive African writer....and a previous conversation about minorities having their own voice from this past Friday...

(and understanding that Africans are not really the "minority" in this instance)

"Slavery was practiced in some parts of Africa,[16] Europe,[16] Asia[16] and the Americas before the beginning of the Atlantic slave trade. There is evidence that enslaved people from some African states were exported to other states in Africa, Europe and Asia prior to the European colonization of the Americas.[17] The African slave trade provided a large number of slaves to Europeans.[18][19]
The Atlantic slave trade was not the only slave trade from Africa, although it was the largest in volume and intensity. As Elikia M’bokolo wrote in Le Monde diplomatique: "The African continent was bled of its human resources via all possible routes. Across the Sahara, through the Red Sea, from the Indian Ocean ports and across the Atlantic. At least ten centuries of slavery for the benefit of the Muslim countries (from the ninth to the nineteenth).... Four million enslaved people exported via the Red Sea, another four million[20] through the Swahili ports of the Indian Ocean, perhaps as many as nine million along the trans-Saharan caravan route, and eleven to twenty million (depending on the author) across the Atlantic Ocean."[21]
According to John K. Thornton, Europeans usually bought enslaved people who were captured in endemic warfare between African states.[22] There were also Africans who had made a business out of capturing Africans from neighboring ethnic groups or war captives and selling them.[23] People living around the Niger River were transported from these markets to the coast and sold at European trading ports in exchange for muskets (matchlock between 1540–1606 but flintlock from then on) and manufactured goods such as cloth or alcohol.[24] However, the European demand for slaves provided a large new market for the already existing trade.[25] Further, while those held in slavery in their own region of Africa might hope to escape, those shipped away had little chance of returning to Africa."

via, wikipedia

Friday, July 05, 2013

In The midst of my current Star Trek viewing

...in which I'm revisiting old Treks and becoming acquainted with new ones (i.e.: Enterprise),

I've realized for the first time that Deanna Troi was a com officer and dilithium is lithium with two atoms.

All this time I thought she was brought purely for the sake of her clairvoyance and never considered that was just the word lithium with a prefix.

Which all sort of point to not having been quite as big a fan of Sat as I thought....

I was still the only little brown child that I knew of in rural-ish north Louisiana that cared about ST and was really excited at the prospect of TNG.

(now back to watching Mirror Mirror to stare at Uhura's abs some more)

Wednesday, July 03, 2013

chemistry

I made the mistake of eating mint choc chip Hagen Daaz Sunday.

I am now about to start a protest to get Trader Joes to sell a soy cream version of the same,

because there are some things methadone just can't help.

Sugar remains the magic fairy dust of the devil.

Dairy is a mu$^%&*#@#$er, too.

Wednesday, June 05, 2013

lil' mamacita & granpawpaw

Setting: walking out of the one-and-only diner on Roosevelt Island

L'Mamacita - 11-12, dark hair festooned with the loose wool of Afric cut with Carib, pulled back yet flowing with a downturned bound, sleeveless white blouse, black slacks, patent black quarter-heels

Granpawpaw - blue ballcap brown slack, navy windbeaker. You know. Grandpawpaw. Same height as she, hands-in-pockets.

•lights up as they exit diner, x-Ing DR

LM: Di-, di-, di-, did you, like, hear me?

GPP: (vocal but not verbal mild affirmative response)

LM: but what about, like, the high notes?

• they cross offstage, continuing unintelligibly. Lights down.

(scene)


Monday, June 03, 2013

Get up, get out.

During the past week I have had:

  • humidity induced swelling in surgically repaired right knee
  • tendinitis on big tow of same
  • Pulled left hamstring from a trip while running
  • residual soreness in left foot from standing on bike too much during previous week

Riding the bike seemed to aid in making them all go away or feel better.

There is no better medicine than exercise even when overexertion is the cause of the injury.

All things in moderation,
but never sit for too long.

P.S. - Tiger Balm patches and stretching is the *ish.

P.S.S. - Limping up and seeing the set medic smoking, then telling him (hamstring) with his response being to point at your quadriceps is not confidence inspiring.

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