still trying to deal with the herd mentality... perceived needs are drilled into the collective psyche on a minute to minute basis... new car... big one and all the gas that goes with it... nice house and all the things needed to keep it nice... my favorite is the nonchalant manner in which my doctors (plural) keep feeding me expensive legal pharmacueticals and look at me like I'm nuts for saying that I'd rather not pay for that... reversed socialism? We must support the corp? All for one, none for all? I sold an ethanol stock today because the prez said ethanol was good and ethanol was great... so everyone bought, and I sold... nice little profit bang... thanks George, the herd is sometimes good...

I'm sure how much farther I can pull back from all the bullshit that I find more and more intolerable... and still participate in this culture of mass herding all the biped cattle that exists... my usual inclination is to amplifiy the absurditiy and throw it back in their faces... it's usually a safe thing to do... since very few "get it"... safe but unsatisfying all at the same time...

so I came up with what I thought was a reasonable apropos spam for our monthly event at the shop... it was pretty much as follows:

Fill in the Blank Business

In Conjuction With any and all Who Wish to Play

presents

The First Wednesday Downtown something event

This Month's Theme

Nothing to do with Tulips!

No tulip festival specials

No tulip labeled products

No special tulip product promotions

And last but not least... no tulips

Find anything in the shop that has to do with a tulip

and receive a free anti-tulip gift...

Guaranteed not to have anything to do with tulips..

See you all there!

obviously the powers that be refused this simultaneous slight attempt of humor and slight on the you know what festival...

have you ever felt that what you were doing at the most "in the moment" time... when you are supposed to the most self aware... that thing you are doing in the most important moment in the universe... now... is not as important as something else you should be doing instead? Welcome to my world...

I try not to write anything for the sake of writing something... we do that to get attention... to let as many people as possible now that we exist and it would be nice to send us money...

I try not to write anything when I have nothing to say... we do that because the squeeky wheel gets the grease and if we have nothing to say no one will send us any money...

I try not to write anything when whatever I write doesn't have a creative purpose... because if it doesn't come from the heart or gut... it's nothing but an advertisement...

this has been a public service announcement

when I was in my early 20's I decided to allow a goof of multiple magnitudes take my legs out from under me on a hardwood basketball court... my only real injury to date as far as I knew... being it was an actual break of a bone...

after this last session with the deep massage therapist it was duly noted that beneath several areas of ever stretched and wrinkling skin is massive scar tissue from what appears to be many injuries... none of which I remember other than the usual contusions and scrapes... saying I am wound like a phucking tank and unbalanced at every cross section of shoulder to spine to hip relation... after being told that for a 49 yo I have the infrastructure of a 70 yo... and on top of that I was put on high blood pressure pills today... mind you I not complaining... I'm just wondering if it would be a good time to retake up mountain biking... I kinda miss it...

deep tissue massage is an intense hour of extreme discomfort... the purpose is to penetrate all the layers of bacon and cheese to get to the scar tissue in question and break it up to be flushed out of normal exit portals with the help of gallons of swallowed water... then there is the buzz factor of these toxins running loose through the body along with new found blood circulation and oxygen... riding a motorcycle after such a treatment is highly not recommended...

so now I'm pondering yet another insult to my previously perceived notion that invincibility lasts forever if you let it... I'm not saying I'm phucked... I just would like to lose the anti-inflammation drugs and all the ice packs... wine helps...

so our fearless leader is shaking hands with their fearless leader... they is different today and will be different tomorrow but we crawl in the bed that benefits us today... capitalistic communists... now there is an interesting meld... a free market idealogy with the worker in mind... our totalitarianism is only exceeded by there's... who is striving to excell in who's footsteps... it appears to be a good time to buy more gold and bury further underground...

rebirth remembered...

I fell eyes wide open into the midst of all there was and felt nothing
a lifetime away before I could leave—trapped
for an inconceivable duration with no purpose
other than the relentless pursuit of food, gypsy jazz violin, and pussy