Gravy made with drippings….

Ffolkes,

“It happens sometimes. People just explode. Natural causes.”

~~ Agent Rogersz, Repo Man ~~

cold

No, it’s not a myth. It’s melting….


Hajime…. Our opening quote is quite appropriate, especially since it happened, to me. Well, not quite an explosion; more like a strong earthquake in my head. I’m not exactly certain of the details, as, for some reason, I seem to have lost my reason. Wait. That isn’t accurate; I still have it, but, it seems so pointless, and I can’t find the emotional energy to persuade it to even try to put a couple simple factoids together, just for fun, with no mention of profit or loss. If it doesn’t come back soon, I may have to go mundane, & start eating Cheetos, or something. I HATE Cheetos, too….

Okay, I’ll stop. I had thought perhaps a bit of nonsense might loosen up the old grey cells, but, nothing doing. It’s a conundrum, to be sure. Here I am, prepared to create a Pearl, and there is so much nothing in my mind, it’s just plain scary in there. I mean, a full paragraph to lead up to a punch line, and all I can come up with is Cheetos. Pathetic, even if I do hate them. To tell the truth, I used to eat ’em a lot, but, something about the orange glow-in-the-dark color of the tongue after just two of them started to make my eyes water… That & the sharp, bitter taste of chemicals they leave behind, after the faux-cheesy flavor goes wherever a fake flavor goes, started to make me think about just what was in them…. I don’t recommend it…. or them…

Since there’s nothing useful in my head, we’ll have to cheat again, as I’m up late, and starting even later. So be it. At least it will be all be fresh cheating, performed this morning for your reading pleasure. Or, a close approximation of same. We’ll take what we can get. In order to do so, I think, given our essentially useless mental state, we’ll just forgo further idiocy in this section, & use what little wherewithal we have to go look for some coherence further down the page. As justification, I will retreat into a pearl, with a strong statement on the efficacy of personal choice from a surprising, if not completely unlikely source, to wit: “Did you ever notice how ‘why not?’ is always the right decision?” — Marilyn Monroe

Shall we Pearl?….

“I have been a stranger in a strange land.”

~~ Old Testament, Exodus ii, 22 ~~

~~ gigoid, April 2016 ~~


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    I’m cheating today. That, of course, means we go to default for today’s music. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt….. Try to enjoy it, anyway, okay?…. Hey, if nothing else, know I pick the one with the coolest picture, so, at least you can look at that while you listen….

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Classical Music

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    Everybody knows, and, apparently, loves Winnie the Pooh. And, why not, I may ask? Well, let me tell ya…. Pooh’s got a darker side, one A.A. Milne never suspected. It has recently been discovered Pooh had another life, one the public was never allowed to see. I’ve managed to collect some of the things he’s said, and/or done, that might give you an idea of what Pooh is REALLY like…. Enjoy!….

From 10/24/2012:

WARNING: X-Rated Material below…. If the following offends you, well, hey, don’t read it…. I happen to think it’s funny, so, deal with it….  *wink*

I know I’ve spoken to you before about the darker side of Pooh…. He’s actually, for a Bear with Very Little Brains, a pretty swinging guy, and stays active in a part of town that I’m don’t even go to…. In fact, he has been caught en flagrante delecto on numerous occasions, and has never shown a bit of regret, or a shred of remorse. He is an incorrigible sex addict, which is, when you stop to think about it, really, really sick…. I give you now more examples of just how nasty he has been known to be….

— Bother! said Pooh, as he lured the young girl into the bushes.

— Bother! said Pooh, with a sexy grin, as he tied up his favorite redhead!!

— Bother! said Pooh, as Macgyver ran to him with his pants down.

— Bother! said Pooh, when Christopher Robin came in his mouth.

— Bother! said Pooh, as Piglet pulled out the Anal Intruder.

— Bother! said Pooh, as he rolled over and lit a cigarette.

And, worst of all…..

— Bother! said Pooh, as he flashed a group of nuns.

I wouldn’t have believed it, if I didn’t see them there in black and white….. Hey, it’s not any harder to believe this, than it is to believe some of the shit coming out of Mitt the Twitt’s mouth, now, is it?….

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Accentuated Lessons

Bold statements of calculated intent
Become common rule of the malcontent.
Avarice assumes such attractive wear
Beguiling deception, illusory and fair.

Grasping and pulling with ghostly hands
Legally proper in all the signatory lands.
Seeking and finding each vulnerable soul
Anguish as payment for exacting the toll.

Wraiths of commerce’s invisible dead guards
Still haunt the dreams left in sad empty yards.
While absentee nobles sit in stiffly elegant splendor
Served by sad-faced detainees in abject surrender.

Escape from reality is illusory at best
Often we falter and fail its daily test.
Only when focused on inner strength
Does peace stay with us for any length.

Peace lies within, always…..

~~ gigoid ~~

9/27/2012


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Naked Pearls

Stuff to Remember

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“Happiness is the only good,
reason the only torch, justice the only worship,
humanity the only religion, and love the only priest.”

~~ Robert G. Ingersoll ~~

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“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”

~~ William Shakespeare ~~

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“Every man is a divinity in disguise, a god playing the fool.”

~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~

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“Nobody really cares if you’re miserable, so you might as well be happy.”

~~ Cynthia Nelms ~~

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“Never does nature say one thing and wisdom another.”

~~ Juvenal, Satires ~~

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“He should not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.”

~~ Elrond ~~

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“One final paragraph of advice:
Do not burn yourselves out.
Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast…
a part time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic.
Save the other half of yourselves
and your lives for pleasure and adventure.
It is not enough to fight for the land;
it is even more important to enjoy it.
While you can.
While it’s still here.
So get out there and hunt and fish
and mess around with your friends,
ramble out yonder and explore the forests,
encounter the grizz, climb the mountains,
bag the peaks, run the rivers,
breathe deep of that yet sweet and lurid air,
sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness,
that lovely, mysterious and awesome space.
Enjoy yourselves,
keep you brain in you head and your head firmly attached to the body,
the body active and alive,
and I promise you this much:
I promise  you this one sweet victory over our enemies,
over those deskbound people with their hearts in a safety deposit box
and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators.
I promise you this:
 You will outlive the bastards.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~


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I did it. That, in and of itself, is a minor miracle. At this point, trying to explain or justify such a remark would be foolish, and, I can tell you, for sure and for certain, Sarge & Mom didn’t raise no fool. Okay, honesty rules here, so, y’all should know I just had to delete three lines of BS that might have kept us here for much too long. After all, this IS the closing paragraph, and, by golly, we’re gonna close this thing, and, now… See y’all tomorrow, ffolkes; if I don’t stop now, we’ll be here until then. Don’t fret, I’ll be back, and so will you…. See ya….

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest Carole, Mark,Theresa, & Richy
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
   and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

The *only* duly authorized Computer Curmudgeon.

PLEASE STOP READING THIS MESSAGE NOW.

“SCRAM!!!!!!!!!!”- Oscar the Grouch

dozer3


À bientôt, mon cherí….


					
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14 thoughts on “Gravy made with drippings….

  1. Hope you had a wonderful weekend….the music is delightful…..when you wrote about Cheetohs and the ingredients I thought of something……MacBeth and the witches…..
    Fillet of a fenny snake,
    In the cauldron boil and bake;
    Eye of newt and toe of frog,
    Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
    Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting,
    Lizard’s leg and owlet’s wing,
    For a charm of powerful trouble,
    Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
    Sounds like the ingredients of a hot dog….

    Could not resist….have a great day my friend….chuq

  2. Oh God.. mY friEnd.. gigoid
    the burnout.. the potential
    incredible disadvantage
    of the Asperger..
    ADHD.. Bi-Polar
    way of bEinG
    and extended
    broader phenotype
    spectrum as such
    that constitutes
    somewhere
    around
    10 to 15
    percent of
    the population
    per the over systematizers
    vs empathizers of social
    animal way
    of culture
    being..
    Great advice
    to get out in the
    forest away from
    digital online Jungle..
    (note to self.. go see
    that movie by Disney
    “The Jungle Book”
    this week..)
    and the nice thing
    about allnaturale
    personal
    art.. one
    can see in
    real time nothing
    hidden of the ravages of
    sitting too much.. and
    eating ‘cheetos’
    behind
    the
    digital
    life… in my case..
    it was months of
    fast food burgers..
    and increasing girth of
    waist.. and 10 Lbs
    to 230 LBS.. sTiLL
    230 LBS but finAlly
    getting back in
    Michelangelo
    Art
    oF
    hUman
    NatUre.. i guaran
    God dam
    bet
    ya there would
    be much less
    illness if all
    walked naked
    from birth in a reasonable number
    oF friendly population iN knoWinG
    each other as such.. as clothes
    do hide cultural functional
    disabilities from the
    reaLITy oF
    living
    less than
    free and wiLd
    hUman animal now..
    anyway.. been getting out
    into.. the forRest.. the beaches more..
    and away from what has alWays become
    a Restrictive Repetitive Behavior aS Asperger
    Way for me.. to mix it up.. in reason and art
    oF miNd and boDy Yin and Yang Balance
    is certainly sTilL a great TAO
    way to
    goNOW!
    nowGO!
    But anyway.. when i was
    young and more or less
    mute.. volume of i iN exPreSsinG
    SpiRit of talk and emoTioN one
    and same non-verbaLLy too..
    turned way way down.. then..
    my hiGh spiRit
    elders as
    story talers..
    including A salty old
    sailor named Mick who was
    my boss for over a decade at
    the Military Bowling Center i worked
    as DOD employee.. for almost
    2 decades aT..
    told these wonderful
    sea stories.. of his bar fights
    and other adventures across the
    Ocean of Navy boats on float..
    and Liberty
    of course FREE..
    i could write technically
    but paragraph creating verbal
    expresSinG was way beyond my
    ability then.. except for rote fActs
    here and there..
    and now i have
    sea stories too.. yes..
    even a few bar room skirmishes
    to tale too.. but better yet.. Jesus F
    iN Christ.. i’ve got an iphone6 and my
    real Goal of a lifetime dreAM
    finAlly comes
    to fruition..
    i AM fucKinG
    ForRest Gump..
    Life is a FucKinG
    Box oF Chocolates
    and God dam.. iF i can’t
    FucKinG prove iT.. with that
    i PHone 6s.. a lInk(s) to a third of a
    million word poem.. another 3 million
    word blog that is a poem longer than
    any in recorded history with
    633 major verses
    now..
    with tens
    of thousands
    of micro verses
    of macro whole
    of 3 Million aLL
    and more more
    to come as nows
    go by.. and yes..
    leg pressing close
    to half a ton on you tube
    way.. and Jesus F iN Celebrating
    God in David’s more vile ways..
    iN the most pasSioNatE arT
    oF aLL..
    the human
    boDy sensuAlly
    aLL sET free iN
    Michelangelo flesh
    and asPiRinG new
    heiGhts oF New Age
    Renaissance way..
    and yes.. the documented
    record of 800 or so photos with
    me and all the smiLing girls
    ear to ear with
    hand gestures
    of peace
    and Victory
    at Old Seville
    too.. and oh too..
    the logs of Dance
    Walking 5300 miles
    plus noW iN 33 months
    all across the public
    in metro
    stores..
    with YouTube
    videos of that
    in tow too..
    Question is.. WiLL anyone
    have the patience to sit sTiLL
    long enough for me to tale them
    the hell i came from in 19 medical
    disorders.. including the worst pain
    known to mankind.. named type
    two trigeminal neuralgia
    like dentist drill
    in right eye
    and ear for
    66 months from
    wake to sleep..
    Sjogren’s Syndrome
    too.. with eyes no
    longer making tears..
    Fibromyalgia..
    Dysautonomia..
    Severe Degenerative
    Arthritis in spine..
    congenitally
    fused vetebra
    in spine too along
    with spinal
    stenosis and
    closed up nasal
    sinuses per deviated
    Congenitally Septum
    way in nose too.. Severe depression..
    Anhedonia.. Alexithymia.. Severe
    Anxiety.. Panic attacks
    and a dash
    of PTSD too..
    with Agoraphobia..
    shut-in of bedroom
    life for 66 months as
    not so well.. aT aLL..
    and yes.. last and somewhat
    least as far as all these
    challenges go the
    New diagnosis
    of Autism
    Spectrum
    Disorder still
    classified in Sweden
    in Gillberg way as
    Asperger’s here
    noW trUe
    sTiLL for me..
    that’s enough..
    the rest of the disorders
    are minor compared
    to all that said
    and done and
    miraculously
    overAll remissed/
    cured by attending
    professionals own
    report.. on or about
    July 22nd of 2013..
    Well it’s true.. we live in
    a Twitter age of bits and bytes..
    only the much older folks will
    likely have the attention and
    focus or even interest
    to listen to a sea
    story iN liFe of
    adversity.. challenge..
    and change in Victory
    now this long/EPIC..
    so if they
    still read
    i’ll just give ’em
    the google lInk here..
    and this new post.. noW..
    “Sea Stories oF God WiN”
    WiLL FiLL the BiLL of what
    i oWe tHe God of NatUreNoW
    aS aLwAYs LiVinG wiThiN
    shaRinG thiS
    Box of
    chocolates
    in sweet and
    sour oF aLL NoW..
    You kNow gigoid.. i am very tempted
    to shut my online presence completely
    down.. except the record that stands
    so tALLnoW.. just become a vagabond
    on road of rail tracks every which way
    and loose.. shaRinG my
    stories..
    like a hobo
    oF aLL one;;
    yes.. Red Skelton
    way.. as you sTiLL WiLL
    remember his Clown too..
    but it is a few folks like you.. mY
    friend.. to name some more.. Rafiah..
    Himali.. Prajakta.. and whomever in
    the Autism Community who are
    likely the mainstay left
    overs from my
    28 or so
    month stay
    on the ‘Wrong
    Planet’ of they..
    the hundreds of silent
    folks who view what i do
    on my blogger blogs each
    day who are not talkers but
    the readers only that i too once
    was.. who will keep me here.. but
    i aM getting too FucKinG close
    to work by making
    a milestone
    of responding
    to every single
    prompt and link
    from dVerse for a year..
    i am gonna move back
    more to plaYinG aGaiN..
    gET mY health
    back wHere
    iT all naturAlly
    belongs.. and just
    flow again.. in bliss my
    friend.. as the wars and
    the battles for me are over
    foR NoW.. tHeRe is proof enough
    that God oF Nature lives within
    mE noW.. for anyone
    but the
    most fearful
    of dArk or cynical
    of liFe lost on the
    terrestrial plane oF
    Earth noW.. i WiLL
    do aLL i can.. but hell
    no.. i ain’t sacrificing my liFe
    for the lost among uS.. as mY
    FucK yes.. ME.. ME.. ME.. ME!
    MY Gift iS mY liFe and i owe it to
    THE REAL GOD OF NATuRe
    to sHoW God thE
    best
    FucKinG
    liFe ever
    in mY temple
    oF God NoW..
    and the rest
    wiLL FoRrest FaLL iN plAce
    of course.. sitting on a bench
    iN heaven just BeinG the free
    FloWinG feather that the God
    of Nature makes mE NoW onE..
    but i WiLL dance first and continue
    to SinG poeTry when my legs become
    to old.. and the bench oF Love iS REaLiTy left
    as
    right..
    MoreOver noW that
    i sTiLL can i WiLL
    continue
    to thInk
    OuT
    LouD..
    And 70.. ha!.. Ed..
    yeah.. ya.. gotta bE
    kidding..
    after aLL
    i’ve been
    through.. 120 plus
    is gonna bE a
    cinch.. just
    some iCinG
    oN the peace
    oF LiFe aLL thAT iS
    trUly Cake by
    the Ocean
    oF Y i
    As God/W/iN
    mE.. and when
    i die.. i WiLL onLY
    have the strength
    left
    for
    one more
    sMiLE.. mY friEnd..
    thE sAMe sMiLeNoW
    iF i moVeOnoW
    aS pArt
    ofF ThE
    PLANetNoW..
    BooK oF ELi
    i….
    ..
    .
    ..
    ….i
    a
    GaiN
    BaCK!iI..:)

    • Nice song/poem today, Fred… I DO remember Red’s clown, and he was a good one, as clowns go, but, then, Red was a comedian right to the bone. My favorite character of his was Clem Kadiddlehopper, and, of course, Freddie the Freeloader… Of all the comedians I’ve seen, (most of whom are the best social critic/philosophers of society… the Jesters, y’know?), nobody, ‘cept maybe George Carlin, ever made me laugh as hard as Red did every week….

      Good memory…

      Have a good one bro; I’m still off line more than on these past few days….reintroducing myself to the streets….

      gigoid

      • Ah.. the streets.. even the streets of a small
        town can be difficult to renter
        when away for
        what seems
        forever
        alone..
        and i have
        to say that reminds
        me of that number
        15 tarot card shaRed
        DOWN
        THERE..
        iT surely can
        bE a dark archetype
        oF liGht Bringer too..
        iN Freedom’s liGht..
        outcast.. lonely..
        dark
        and shut-in
        but oh the balance..
        and truly hobos search
        for freedom often in this
        dark my friend.. the hermits.. too..
        my Grandfather on the maternal
        side.. hobo sure.. full blooded
        Sioux Grandfather of his..
        my Granddad.. wanderer
        iN
        liGht
        oF niGht dArk..
        but surely as a symbol
        oF Nature wholeness..
        Baphomet.. A symbol
        for balance of dArk
        and liGht..
        maNiFest
        Balance..
        iN masculine
        and feminine of
        hUman iS similar
        to the Cern Indian
        Yogi Dancer too..
        Humanity
        is fascinating
        to me.. end and
        beginning oF story noW..
        and glad you are getting out
        in the streets.. my friend.. and
        i have come to gain an
        affection
        for the
        niGht liFe
        theRe.. Born
        to bE WiLd and
        Free iN DArk and liGht
        oF DaY and niGht sandsmanwoman..
        And it really kinda pisses me off.. no one
        in the family has ever had a photo to share
        of my Maternal Grandfather.. oh the
        the liFe of the
        bLacK FooT SheeP..
        so misunderstood..
        so outcast.. so
        Strong to
        bE a
        liGht
        aGaiN..
        And finAlly.. alWays
        do Love a happy hobo
        like Red Skelton.. and
        the movie.. the Big Lebowski..
        comes back aGaiN wHere
        trUly
        the F iN
        Bums WiN
        my FriEnd..
        iN simple Balance
        of being free from THE MAN..;)

        i mean Jesus.. Jesus.. too.. was a wandering
        barefoot Hobo.. and all his friEnds sponging
        subsistence and shelter of off Loving share..
        increasingly noW
        as reported then..
        his friEnds.. noW..
        TruE ones..
        are winning
        a war against
        priSon.. albeit
        it’s mostly iN
        Mom and Dad’s
        home… BeinG Free..
        ain’t a job for soft Angels..
        iT takes a little Devil to get the JOB
        aLL
        dONE..
        iN Angel FiRe
        WinGs oF cLouD deLiGhts..:)

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