Madras pants in seasonal colors….

Ffolkes,

I distracted myself yesterday, enough so there is no fresh Pearl for today. As sublimation, here is one first posted in 2016, which didn’t come out too badly at all…. Hope y’all enjoy it, & also hopefully,  I’ll be back tomorrow….

gigoid, the lazy….

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Ffolkes,

“A fire eater must eat fire even if he has to kindle it himself.”

~~ Salvor Hardin ~~

~~ from Foundation, by Isaac Asimov ~~

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Alaskan Taxicab

Hajime…. As I begin today’s post, several, no, many things are running through my head, most of which are unprintable, thanks to the reappearance of Murphy in this process. I’m trying to ignore his usual tricks, including the bloody mess in the water closet, so, that’s the last we’ll speak of it. It’s just depressing, anyway. Instead, I’ll jump right into some light housekeeping, in a manner of speaking, so we can get on with the rest of today’s mess, such as it may be.

I’ve been home from Texas for three full days now, but, still haven’t fully recovered from either the jet lag, or the near-complete exhaustion into which I drove myself, in order to do what I had promised…

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From there to here….

Ffolkes,

“Stupidity is always a capital crime.”

~~ Larry Niven “N-Space” ~~

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Burgeoning Beauty

Good morrow, ffolkes. I had hoped to have completed an entry regarding some of the time I’ve been off line, but, as expected, it’s taking longer than hope can manage. So, I’m going back to an old standby position, wherein I assume a ruthless attitude toward all critical assumptions, & just do what the hell I want to do. For today’s post, that means this bit of lame exposition will be all the prose text you’ll see, outside introductory words, and the ending bit. So be it, he said, with some emphasis; we’ll all just have to learn to live with some disappointment, not that we don’t already do so. In any case, the actual way that looks is like this….

Shall we Pearl?….

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Image from KissPNG via Google Images

For today’s listening pleasure, education, and nostalgic indulgence, here is the Cream farewell concert documentary as seen on BBC TV on January 5, 1969…. Enjoy!

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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 ~~

12/6/2013

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Naked Pearls

Random thoughts….

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“Adversity is sometimes hard upon a man;
but for one man who can stand prosperity
there are a hundred that will stand adversity.”

~~ Thomas Carlyle ~~

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“Anywhere, anytime, I’d sacrifice the finest nuance for a laugh,
the most elegant trope for a smile.”

~~ Edward Abbey ~~

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“Shower the people you love with love.”

~~ James Taylor ~~

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“In the midst of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.”

— Albert Camus

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“A facility for quotation covers the absence of original thought.”

~~ Lord Peter Wimsey (Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night) ~~

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“…you are too modest, Lord Peter. The apt quotation is a form of wisdom.”

~~ Dr. Baring, Shrewsbury Warden, in response ~~

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“Stupidity, like virtue, is its own reward.”

~~ William E. Davidsen ~~

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“Within the oyster’s shell uncouth
The purest pearl may hide,
Trust me you’ll find a heart of truth
Within that rough inside.”

~~ Mrs. Osgood ~~

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So far, establishing some sort of routine to this process has been, if not impossible. then, improbable; I’m still getting used to Bob’s characteristics (Bob is the new computer’s name), & spend as much time navigating the learning curve as actually working. SIGH… I suppose some patience is called for, so, we’ll apply some now, & keep at it until it’s again a smooth operation. Until then, I hope y’all enjoy what shows up, and rest assured it’ll all get bigger and, according to the plan, better. For now, I’ll just say, be well, be happy, & stay as strange as you can manage….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

In the fullness of time….

Ffolkes,

“For the human mind is seldom at stay:
If you do not grow better,
you will most undoubtedly grow worse.”

~~ Samuel Richardson ~~

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Apparently, I’m back. For some, such news is un petit passé; for others, it signifies naught. For me, it is, if nothing else, edifying, as well as something of a relief. Since it’s been over two months, and more, since my last post, I am fairly certain it will take more than a little focused effort on my part to get it done, but, we’ll see how it goes. Should it prove less than satisfactory, well, I suppose we’ll just have to deal with it. Who knows? It may come out well, so, let’s see what we can come with out of the depths of dross & drivel piled up in various portions of my cluttered mind to make that come to pass….

In fact, let’s get right to that, shall we? No sense in delaying any longer….

Shall we Pearl?

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Wolfie Mozart

Image from Open Culture via Google Images

There hasn’t been much summer here in California this summer; the weather has gone completely wonky. To compensate, here is some summer music from our old friend Wolfie….

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Adjectives of Quality ~~ Bloody Friday

A baleful lump of ironic introspection
sits upon my shoulder today
leaving traces of fey reflection
with a smattering of true dismay.

Resistance may be futile, many have said,
belief didn’t necessarily follow.
Abnegation of fear marks all bills paid,
leaving such empty threats hollow.

Symbolic courage never sleeps so deeply
as when delusion holds sway.
Bartered virtue, sold far too cheaply,
stands in shame, until honor fades away.

Too many culprits exist to count just one;
all of us bear obvious blame.
Evil is as evil does, only, when it’s done,
it begins again, all same-same.

Nobody seems to care enough to deny the lies.
Ignorant fear rules humanity’s masses.
When evil passes unremarked, innocence dies;
silence equals guilt, leaving only hope’s ashes.

Reality screams; tales of terror unfold,
flames fanned with purposeful malice,
insidious dangers hide beneath atrocity untold
as Gaia weeps into an empty chalice.

~~ gigoid ~~

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Naked Pearls

Off the cuff….

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“If I had a brain I could think of things I never thought before.”

~~ The Scarecrow ~~

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“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable,
but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.”

~~ George Bernard Shaw ~~

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“The message of history is clear:
the past lies before us.”

~~ Smart Bee ~~

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“I err, therefore I exist.”

~~ St. Augustine ~~

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“The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character.
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love
Born out of concern for all beings.”

~~ The Buddha ~~

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“This is no time for moderation.”

~~ Sardonic Bee ~~

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“Don’t blame me–I was raised by humans”

~~ Smart Bee, speaking for gigoid ~~

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As per expectation, getting this done tool some time, much of which was spent finding my way around my new computer (“Bob”) & cursing the learning curve for new Microsnot O/S’s. I’ll post again in a day or two; it will take that long to summarize some of the thoughts I’ve generated in the past 3 or so months of being off-line, & mostly off-grid. Hopefully, someone will come by to read it, but, that’s never been my primary purpose here, so, oh, well if they don’t. For now, suffice to say, I’ll be back as soon as I have more to say. Until then, be well, be happy, and, of course, be strange….

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

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À bientôt, mon cherí….

Further on down the road…

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Ffolkes,

It’s been more than two months since my last post, sad to say. I’m also a trifle sad to say this post is merely a chatty news entry, mostly to see if I can still type at all. I’m in the library, since subconsciously deciding my life wasn’t complicated enough, said decision manifested by dumping coffee all over my computer, turning it into a paperweight. As if that weren’t enough, I have also managed to lose both my pairs of glasses, as well as a wallet, containing every form of identification known to modern man, all of which requires replacement or some sort of bureaucratic penance…

Sigh…. Ah well, such is life in the big city, otherwise known as Consensual Reality in its physical form, aka the Big Blue Room….

Since I have no idea how long it will take to obtain a new computer & configure it enough to get back, I won’t try to predict at all. I’ll simply say, see y’all when I see you….

Ambiguity

fills every waking moment;

such is human life.

~~ gigoid ~~

Love

gigoid, the dubious

Sometimes I sits and thinks,

and sometimes, I just sits.

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Splendid specimens, sir….do they wiggle?

Ffolkes,

Finishing the poem in the previous post a couple days ago seems to have exhausted me, physically, as well as mentally. Can’t seem to find any energy, & when I do, it’s gone at the slightest exertion. Ah, well, such is the aging process; new paradigms are discovered every day, it seems….

To soothe the urge to write, strong but impossible to fulfill just now, (sitting is again my enemy….), here is a Pearl from the very first days of ECR, posted in December of 2011. It’s got some of my first rants, as well as a link to another site on which I was writing at the time. I hope you enjoy a bit of historical pearling; it’s quite entertaining to me just to see the style and structure of things in the early days….. & the ranting isn’t too shabby at all…. I’ll see y’all in a day or few, when I can sit long enough to compose an appropriate offering…. Take care, be well, & happy as you may be….

Oh, and for goodness’ sake, stay strange….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
We go now, in search of cognitive dissonance… heavily armed with oodles of insouciance, and eager to wage war with words. Let us then take a foray into the day, spreading the contagious joy of living……

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
— Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) — A Psalm of Life

Alrighty then, let’s have at it……
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“With the first link, a chain is forged. The first speech censured, the first thought forbidden, the first freedom denied, chains us all irrevocably.” — Picard, ST:TNG, quoting a fictional judge, The Drumhead

One doesn’t often find profundity in Picard’s words, though he has one of the best voices for delivering such gems. This one seems timely, considering that we Americans just watched quietly as Congress passed another version of the Anti-Bill of…

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Miso, marmalade, or muskrat?….

Ffolkes,

The new poem FINALLY got done; unfortunately, the process of getting it there exhausted me sufficiently to preclude finishing the rest of the intended mess. To hold y’all (pronounced ‘me’..) until I can do so, here is an iconic Pearl from a couple years ago, right about the time I returned from Hell. There’s a fine religirant, a decent poem, and some fine entertainment. Enjoy, for now, & I’ll be back tomorrow with an all new entry for the archives. Have a good one, ffolkes….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others;
to be, not to seem.

~~ Michael de Montaigne ~~

~~ Essays, Book ii, Chap. xxxvii, ~~

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Bar at the Old Swan, London

Hajime…. Of the nearly 80 hours I spent in London in 2013, many were spent in the public house you see pictured today at the top of this page. The Old Swan, established in 16something, was about as typical a pub as you’ll find anywhere in England. Since it was located about one block from my B&B in Kensington, I spent many a happy hour observing the day and night life of the Londoners who frequented the old pub. This morning, I chose the picture simply for the good memories it brings, of a trip I’d dreamed of my entire life.

Today, I appreciate the memories, as they are a welcome change from the OTHER memories recently flooding…

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Scratching at the nadir of indifference….

Ffolkes,

Wow…. An entire week has passed since I was able to sit long enough to complete a fresh Pearl… AND, it may be another day or two until I can do so. Hence, another reblog, from our rather extensive archives. This one is from the relative early days here at ECR, about a year after first beginning to write & post here on WP. It’s pretty decent; in fact, its reasonably iconic, for a Pearl. I’ll be back soon, I hope; sitting is being enforced today by extensive weather issues, so, maybe I can shuffle around enough to get one done…. one may always hope, yes? Yes….

Enough blather; let’s get on with the day, shall we? Y’all be well, & happy, and as strange as you can manage…. I’ll join you, & rejoin y’all soon, in the flesh known as real time….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,
I’ve always known that Murphy was an asshole, but this month he has gone to new, extreme lengths to mess with my head, and I really don’t appreciate it.  As a non-corporeal entity, he no doubt feels safe from any retribution on my part, but I swear, I will figure out how to have a negative effect on an iconic force of nature, and he will pay, and pay, and pay for all the crap he puts me through….. and if not, well, it’s fun to think about it…..

I suspect that he really doesn’t have to extend himself very far to get cooperation from the USPS; they’re set up to aid his kind of purpose by the very nature of their business. They are responsible for carrying dreams and hopes to people who are desperately waiting for them to arrive, and it only takes a minimum of effort…

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A facility for gasping at flaws….

Ffolkes,

It’s been four days since I posted, back on All Fool’s Day. I’ve been busy out in the BBR, NOT sitting, so, not much done here in cyberspace. To sublimate, and let y’all know I’m still alive, (surprise!…), here is a rather decent Pearl from early in 2016, during the last stages of my trip to Hell & Back…. I hope you enjoy it as much as I’m enjoying regaining some of my youthful vigor. I’ll be back relatively soon, so, hang in there. Be well, & happy, and all that other good stuff….

Dubiously yours….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“Just by choosing where you stand,
You alter your destiny.”

~~ Deng Ming-Dao ~~

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Hajime…. Finding our natural rhythm, once lost under the sands of time and circumstance, can take time, even if one is treading the proper path. The damage done by neglect over time is just as deep as that incurred quickly, adding to the frustrations that come with any such effortful task. But, small steps get one to the same place as long strides, thus taking the time needed to make sure one remains on the correct path. Or, as is commonly stated by those wise ones on the streets, “Keep on truckin’!….

All that said, it merely means I’m late again; different reason, but, the rhythm remains the same. The result is, I’m again sitting here, with nothing really done for this Pearl, beyond picking a picture for…

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Illusion is a deck with 51 cards….

Ffolkes,

I had planned to blow this off again, but, my Celtic nature, so prone to guilt, intervened to compel me to find something to post. In spite of not having much time I can afford to spend on my butt today, I managed to find this, from a bit over two years ago…. It’s a fine, iconic Pearl, just the right tone for the current state of affairs & I hope you enjoy it. I’m working, bit by bit, on a fresh one for tomorrow ( I DO like to post on All Fool’s Day….), with relatively high hopes for success. I won’t ask y’all to wish me luck, as that’s just dumb; instead I’ll say only, I’ll need it. Meantime, be cool, and strange, and all those things one can do to make the journey worth our time….

See ya soon, ffolkes, cosmically speaking….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“To make your children capable of honesty is the beginning of education.”

~~ John Ruskin ~~

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Tá sé i foscadh a chéile go gcónaíonn daoine.

It is in the shelter of each other that people live.

~~ Irish Proverb ~~


Hajime…. El Niño has come to California, bringing copious amounts of rain, sufficient to pound the windows hard enough to wake the dead; since I’m not quite there, it woke me, too. Nice to hear, actually, as we are, rain notwithstanding, deep into a serious drought in this neck of the North American woods. While welcome, the rain, as usual, will be trumpeted as disaster in the making, and people will wander around to their work and play, as if they’d never had to deal with rain in their lives….. Every time an event of almost any nature, whether caused by man, society, or nature, it…

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Incidents of random iridescence….

Ffolkes,

Sadly, I still cannot sit for more than a couple moments, making computer work next door to impossible. I managed, this morning, to last long enough to find a Pearl to re=blog, one posted first in late 2015. I have much to do in the BBR again, but, will make an effort to get the newest fresh Pearl done as soon as I can sit for more than two minutes without pain or bloodshed (don’t ask…).

Angst is building within; I can feel it. NOT being able to write is, trust me, just as bad as HAVING to do so…. and, feeling both is worse than either alone…. SIGH… We humans sure do know how to fuck with ourselves, don’t we?….

I’ll be back, ffolkes. Who knows? It could even be soon…. Y’all be well; & happy. It’s better than the alternative, trust me….

gigoid, the dubious

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Ffolkes,

“We are confronted with insurmountable opportunities.”

~~ Walt Kelly, “Pogo” ~~

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Hajime…. Not sure why, but, woke up today in a crusty mood; it must be the shoes. Who knows, &, moreover, who cares? I don’t, not today. In fact, it may not be possible to describe just how little a fuck I give today, so I won’t try. I’ll merely refer you to the previous sentence for an example, & be done with it. In point of fact, I’m in such a place right now to be done with this intro; being retired, I can damn well do what I please, so, I say, without caring at all about repeating myself, fuck it. I declare this intro section complete….

So be it….

Shall we Pearl?….

“We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along…

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