Month: July 2006

why do the first and last letter row on your keyboard have 17 keys?

multiply the number of keys in the first and the last times the number of keys in the middle rows (17 x 9)

Q is the 17th letter in the alphabet

look at the keyboard as letters in columns each column has a number or value

Q is always followed by U, which has what value?

add the total of all columns that doesn’t contain any vowels…

Q the first and M (13th letter) the last letter are in which columns?

right.

patterns emerge no matter what you are looking at. it is part of nature, it is part of life. sometimes the patterns show bad things. sometimes they show good things. sometimes, they show destruction. destruction is either a good or bad thing, depending on if you are the destroyed, or the destroyer.

in recent history, someone on my FL (can’t say i particularly remember who, sorry) made a post asking about concurrent nightmares. i had nothing valid to add at the time, so i didn’t.

i started my day at about 4:30 am today. i regularly have nightmares, and have learned to cope with them pretty well. they are part (but not the whole) of my insomnia, and a big part of my work on lucid dreaming. at this point in my life, a nightmare is the type of dream so involved or disturbing that i can’t bring myself out of it. a nightmare, to me, these days, is either not being aware that i am dreaming, or knowing i am and still being unable to do anything about it.

this morning, i had an incredibly vivid dream that i was back in my grandparents summer house. in the dream, someone had broken into the house, and my grandfather and i went to investigate. on the way to the front door, we split paths around a dining room table, and the perpetrator ran past me and tackled my grandfather. as i rushed over to pull the guy off of him, all i could think was that if i had been a little quicker, or had been holding something in my hand, like a bat, i could have stopped the guy before he got my grandfather.

of course, there was another person in the house, who stabbed me in the back as soon as i tried to haul his partner off my grandfather. i woke up with that knife in my back, my brain buzzing “intruder!”. i could not put myself back under. i was so unsettled, in fact, that i had to get up and do a circuit of my apartment to be sure that everything was sound in my own house, and that this was not some sort of subconscious warning system.

the eerie thing is, L. was having a nightmare when I woke up, but doesn’t recall it. t three other people I have talked to today about their dreams last night/this morning all mentioned vivid nightmares, between 3-5 am EST. the themes of all of them have surrounded separation from loved ones, violence done to loved ones, sneak attacks, and some sort of buzzing and or alarm/klaxon. given the vivid pallete of the nightmare, i find this interesting statistically, among other reasons.

anyone else in on this?

Ghost:
I’ve got a doodle in my noodle and its name is Minky Boodle!
Zorak:
Minky Boodle!
Brak:
Minky Boodle!
Zorak:
Minky Boodle!
Brak:
Minky Boodle!
Ghost:
I got my mojo rising, there’s a poodle in my strudel!
Zorak:
Minky Boodle!
Brak:
Minky Boodle!
Zorak:
Minky Boodle!
Brak:
Minky Boodle!
<Ghost:
Croodle noodle doodle moodle boodle foodle zoodle. Ahh, yeah.
Zorak:
Ehh, I’m sick of this.
Brak:
Minky Boodle!
Zorak:
Shut up, Brak.
Brak:
No!
Ghost:
I’ve got a doodle in my noodle and its name is Minky Boodle!
Zorak:
(as Space Ghost speaks) Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it!
Brak:
(joining in with Zorak) Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it!
Ghost:
(joining in) Beautiful! Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it!
(long pause)
Ghost:
Hey! Let’s do that again!

“The upper class: keeps all of the money, pays none of the taxes. The middle class: pays all of the taxes, does all of the work. The poor are there…just to scare the shit out of the middle class.” – George Carlin

Think of me fondly today while I am in interview hell trying to plug ANOTHER one of the vacancies in my department. Anyone wanna see Clerks 2 tonight? I feel like laughing at someone else’s (fictional) job misery.

My pics from the Kara Suzanne and the Gojo Hearts show are up. Scope them, then go scope the website.

The band is truly great, in a heart and soul kinda way. Their lyrics and their sound are perfectly married, so that each tune leaves you with a pang or a smile, depending on what the song is supposed to be invoking in you. Putnam Murdock’s suit and stage antics are offset by his powerful voice and mastery of the instrument he wields. J. Frederick matches the tempo beautifully with his drums, and Calvin Bennett adds the harmony of his voice offset against the jangle of his bass. Pianist Aya Kato can’t help but draw you in, with her easygoing posture, warm smile, and dancin’ piano hands! All of this is blended with Kara’s voice, which pours the lyrics into you like molten steel filling a mold. I’ve shot a lot of shows over the years, of bands I know and love, and I’ve rarely had to pause my photography so as to enjoy the aesthetic of the show more. Last night was one of those nights. I can’t recommended them more to anyone who is in to folksy/rocky/soulful ballads.

Building Collapse in E 60’s!

http://www.ny1.com/ny1/content/index.jsp?stid=1&aid=60876

http://abclocal.go.com/wabc/story?section=traffic&id=4350943

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13801112/

off to cross the dry, dry desert with my family. someone should write all this down, it could be the foundation of a major religion someday, or some shit.

i am off the grid. if you need me, leave a message on ze phone.

peace and chicken grease.

When walking the paths of life, many people find companions.
It is always a breathtaking thing to see two travelers
re-plan their individual trips, and plot a course together;
a common destination of uncommon joy.
May the path you walk bring you clear skies and sweet waters…
Now you will feel no rain for each of you will be shelter to the other.

If hardship does fall upon you, remember those good times;
Find solace in your partner’s arms. A good spouse is both
a refuge from the hardships of life,and a creative source of solutions
to the problems life sometimes throws at you, which would otherwise overwhelm
someone who does not have a lover they can trust at their back.
May you never have to face any of the challenges of life alone again…
Now you will feel no cold for each of you will be warmth to the other.

I admit to being held somewhat in awe…
Of all the languishing kisses, ecstatic peals of laughter;
of all the blazing smiles, and the effervescent love,
that seems so apparent when the two of you are together.
May the fires of your hearts burn as long as they have burned bright,
since I was introduced to you two as a “couple”…
Now there is no more loneliness for each of you will be companion to the other.

In the still of night, when heartbeats quicken, the air turns to syrup,
and every touch is like the whisper of silk or the shimmer of velvet,
may you find endless smiles and satisfaction. Luxuriate in sighs
shared with nobody else in the way they are between you
May the celebrations of your love be pleasurable when you want them to be,
and fruitful, when you want them to be…
Now you are two bodies but there is only one life before you.

May the path you walk bring you clear skies and sweet waters,
may you never have to face any of the challenges of life alone again,
May the fires of your hearts burn as long as they have burned bright since I was introduced to you two as a “couple”,
May the celebrations of your love be pleasurable when you want them to be, and fruitful, when you want them to be.
Go now to your dwelling place to enter into the days of your togetherness.
And may your days be good and long upon the land.