The words said, "cross the perilous seas" nowadays everyone says "across the pond."
"How'd your sails get all ripped up?"
"Left 'em up during a storm to go faster."
"How'd that work out?"
"Live n learn innit."
Thank God! Thank God Thank God Thank God Thank God Thank God
Have you ever been in a situation where you're so freaked out that you silently pray for the whole universe to focus on your spot and help you pass through it? Have you ever yelled inside yourself for help? Did you ever weirdly plead silently, "Help me, help me, help me." ?
And they do.
And so it all seems very real to you. Concrete.
That's when you drop to your knees in gratitude and the only thing for you is pray.
From a materialist observer's point of view, that's ridiculous.
But there you are consorting with the unseen but closely felt.
What are you to make of it?
[I skipped past the part in that clip up there when the woman is making it all about herself and her *sarcastic voice* re-lay-shun-ship with the dude. The writers definitely don't put that in the script for men. The characters are doing something spectacular even as they don't know it at the time.
The energy the seamen show at the beginning scrambling all over the ship like mice on acid is unrealistic. Comical.
While I have scenes on tv of Macey's parade. It's all very silly. As a kid I thought the balloons were w-a-a-a-a-a-y up there. And now I see they're basically directly over their heads. And the costumes and songs are mostly girlish like Disney cartoons for girls. While the highest energy, the most fierce and most serious dancer is hardly shown. The cameraman is uninterested in the best one and keeps videoing the principals, not the most energetic. A Prince song, and the kids are dancing hard on a giant guitar. A ten year old white boy positioned on a spot at the end of the neck of the guitar is giving it his all. Full unrestrained, barely contained, unrestricted, unconstricted energy. Every ounce of energy right there brought to full force. The fullest possible. If you want to see real serious focused energy, it resides in little boys. Apparently. That is my observation. Like the actors on the ship in this video. The director said, "run all over the rigging." And they did. Quite unrealistically.
I'm thankful for high-energy people. They make life all around a lot more interesting.
I didn't have enough butter. If I was going to make this thing I wanted to make I needed more butter. More milk would be good too. It was 5:45 on Thanksgiving evening. Everyone should be at home with family, no problemo.
So I got out and drove to Freds. Closed. That left Kroger or WalMart. Wasn't much traffic out so I turned left to try WallyWorld. I saw why there wasn't much traffic. They were all at WalMArt. Pretty much the whole town. The parking lot was full (I've never seen it full before). Plus the entire police department and a few Sheriff's cars.
Fuck it, I said, I'm going in. I need butter.
Amazingly, it went well. Straight to the dairy case and then straight to an open self-checkout. OK, one brief detour to grab a box of chocolate covered cherries. So sue me.
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Happy Thanksgiving, Trooper, and all you other Lemmings too.
Happy thanksgiving 🦃 🍽 🍁 everybody.
Happy Thanksgiving, all y'all (that's the plural of y'all).
May your turkey runneth over.
Or something.
To all us Lemmings and especially all us Deplorable Lemmings.
Damn, that was a pretty good dang video. I thought it was going to end with a turkey dinner, but no, no it didn't.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, EVERYONE!
The words said, "cross the perilous seas" nowadays everyone says "across the pond."
"How'd your sails get all ripped up?"
"Left 'em up during a storm to go faster."
"How'd that work out?"
"Live n learn innit."
Thank God!
Thank God
Thank God
Thank God
Thank God
Thank God
Have you ever been in a situation where you're so freaked out that you silently pray for the whole universe to focus on your spot and help you pass through it? Have you ever yelled inside yourself for help? Did you ever weirdly plead silently, "Help me, help me, help me." ?
And they do.
And so it all seems very real to you. Concrete.
That's when you drop to your knees in gratitude and the only thing for you is pray.
From a materialist observer's point of view, that's ridiculous.
But there you are consorting with the unseen but closely felt.
What are you to make of it?
[I skipped past the part in that clip up there when the woman is making it all about herself and her *sarcastic voice* re-lay-shun-ship with the dude. The writers definitely don't put that in the script for men. The characters are doing something spectacular even as they don't know it at the time.
The energy the seamen show at the beginning scrambling all over the ship like mice on acid is unrealistic. Comical.
While I have scenes on tv of Macey's parade. It's all very silly. As a kid I thought the balloons were w-a-a-a-a-a-y up there. And now I see they're basically directly over their heads. And the costumes and songs are mostly girlish like Disney cartoons for girls. While the highest energy, the most fierce and most serious dancer is hardly shown. The cameraman is uninterested in the best one and keeps videoing the principals, not the most energetic. A Prince song, and the kids are dancing hard on a giant guitar. A ten year old white boy positioned on a spot at the end of the neck of the guitar is giving it his all. Full unrestrained, barely contained, unrestricted, unconstricted energy. Every ounce of energy right there brought to full force. The fullest possible. If you want to see real serious focused energy, it resides in little boys. Apparently. That is my observation. Like the actors on the ship in this video. The director said, "run all over the rigging." And they did. Quite unrealistically.
I'm thankful for high-energy people. They make life all around a lot more interesting.
A "love-starved mutinous crew"? What the hell kind of movie is this?
I didn't have enough butter. If I was going to make this thing I wanted to make I needed more butter. More milk would be good too. It was 5:45 on Thanksgiving evening. Everyone should be at home with family, no problemo.
So I got out and drove to Freds. Closed. That left Kroger or WalMart. Wasn't much traffic out so I turned left to try WallyWorld. I saw why there wasn't much traffic. They were all at WalMArt. Pretty much the whole town. The parking lot was full (I've never seen it full before). Plus the entire police department and a few Sheriff's cars.
Fuck it, I said, I'm going in. I need butter.
Amazingly, it went well. Straight to the dairy case and then straight to an open self-checkout. OK, one brief detour to grab a box of chocolate covered cherries. So sue me.
I think this ship is the Raging Queen.
John it was a well known aphorism that the Britsh Navy ran on rum and sodomy.
Sort of like the Democratic Party.
They don't make movies like that anymore.
This is just about the most famous movie abort the Pilgrims ever made.
I bought some chocolate covered cherries too.
They were on sale. Buy one get one free.
Hope all had a good day.
Trooper York said...
John it was a well known aphorism that the Britsh Navy ran on rum and sodomy.
You forgot the cat.
They don't make movies like that anymore.
They don't make movies like anything anymore.
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