Saturday, February 2, 2019

Statues with eyeballs

Katlyn Roberts writing for Medium puts up an entertaining story about visiting Cairo Museum twice. She opens by describing Mitri the scribe, a well known statue of the top administrator under Unas. The photograph that she took while there is the best photograph I've seen of this statue. Compare.
Her focus is his eyes so his seated body is cropped. It's damaged and distracts from what she is writing about. None of the other photographs capture the life in the glass eyes of the statue so much as hers does.


She describes on her first visit the Museum was unorganized and cluttered while her second visit the whole place was tidied up. Cairo is much larger now (population 19 million) and the museum is visited a lot more, so that is to be expected but a sore disappointment. She did not mention the famous painting "Geese of Meidum" is situated on a wall behind Mitri (the most replicated geese in the world, the geese painted in color, not even showing behind Mitri's head). [geese of meidum

Her story is actually about travel guides. Emil, the guide she had both times. She admired his ability to get his tours into places before and after visiting times, and how the guards loved him and afforded him much greater leeway everywhere they went. His tour had the run of the entire Cairo museum the first visit, but her second visit was during regular hours among the crowd and years after the first visit when the museum was a lot more ordered and a lot less chaotic fun than the first visit.

But first, she describes a passage in Mark Twain's The Innocents Abroad about travel guides about how to piss them off, and finding that passage hilarious, being an ex-travel guide herself. Travel guides get off on the astonishment of tourists. They love the gasp of admiring crowds. They know the gasps are for some marvelous spectacle they're showing while they secretly take a cut of it for their own ego.

The passage she found so funny is the traveling doctor decided to stop giving the tour guide his satisfaction.
“Ah, genteelmen, you come wis me! I show you beautiful, O, magnificent bust Christopher Colombo! — splendid, grand, magnificent!” 
He brought us before the beautiful bust — for it was beautiful — and sprang back and struck an attitude: 
“Ah, look, genteelmen! — beautiful, grand, — bust Christopher Colombo! — beautiful bust, beautiful pedestal!” 
The doctor put up his eye-glass — procured for such occasions: 
“Ah — what did you say this gentleman’s name was?” 
“Christopher Colombo! — ze great Christopher Colombo!” 
“Christopher Colombo — the great Christopher Colombo. Well, what did he do?” 
“Discover America! — discover America, Oh, ze devil!” 
“Discover America. No — that statement will hardly wash. We are just from America ourselves. We heard nothing about it. Christopher Colombo — pleasant name — is — is he dead?” 
“Oh, corpo di Baccho! — three hundred year!” 
“What did he die of?” 
“I do not know! — I can not tell.” 
“Small-pox, think?” 
“I do not know, genteelmen! — I do not know what he die of!” 
“Measles, likely?” 
“May be — may be — I do not know — I think he die of somethings.” 
“Parents living?” 
“Im-poseeeble!" 
“Ah — which is the bust and which is the pedestal?” 
“Santa Maria! — zis ze bust! — zis ze pedestal!” 
“Ah, I see, I see — happy combination — very happy combination, indeed. Is — is this the first time this gentleman was ever on a bust?”
On the second less chaotic visit she felt as if she was missing some of the magic of the place until she encountered the statue of a fat man. She doesn't mention the name Ka-Aper, Chief Lector Priest, but it struck her as the most realistic statue she's seen. The guide tells her to give him her phone. He uses the light on the phone to illuminate the face of the statue and its eyes light up flashing life to the wooden statue. This stunned Katlyn Roberts. She had never noticed the statues have glass eyes.

The guide illuminates the eyes of the very famous statue of married couple, Rahotep and Nofret.

Katlyn is amazed she hadn't noticed this before. It changes everything. Then she encounters the statue of Mitri.
I was looking at a person, not a statue. I’d never experienced anything like this before in my life. I was seeing ancient Egypt through a whole new dimension. I felt like all I needed to do was reach out and brush the clay from his face and he would blink and his cheek would be hot to the touch. Either he was here or I was there but one of us was outside of our space-time and acknowledging the other. 
I was having a deeply existential experience.
Katlyn's story is filled with surprises, acute repetitions, and reversals and insight. I cannot lift anymore of her excellent storytelling. It's the finest thing that I've read from any visitor to Egypt. It's funny. It's told lovingly with tremendous compassion and understanding. Recommended.

If you choose to click over and read it, and turns out you don't care that much for it, try the comments to see what others are appreciating that you are not. But that won't happen because nobody doesn't appreciate stories told this well.

Ralph Northam refuses to shake hands with political opponent

He didn't want to get cooties. This guy's got a problem. This is an earlier 0:15 video of a time before he was governor of Virginia. It's dug up now, after the earlier yearbook blackface/KKK photo was revealed. Commenters are saying his political career is over. Democrats want him out. For these earlier improprieties and not for him supporting infanticide. This opens the way for Lt. Governor, Justin Fairfax. Commenters are also saying they believe this was planned all along. Northham was more of a sure thing against Republican contender because Fairfax is even farther left having worked for Planned Parenthood when he was fifteen years of age. (What an odd early interest.) And now they will have their preferred man as governor.

Slaughterbots

A bit on the nose but the kids like it. This is the only video on YouTube channel"Stop Autonomous Weapons" opened mid November. The channel has no other content. The video has 3 million views with 3 thousand comments.

Goat KOs cow

Friday, February 1, 2019

My take on Melania's recipe.



So I decided to take a swing at the traditional Slovene dish that Melania talked about in her last diary entry. I used her basic recipe and added my own refinements.

3 1/2 ounces of bacon chopped
1 pound pork diced,
1 pound beef diced
2  pounds onions chopped 
1 red pepper 
6 large red potatoes quartered
8 cloves of garlic
2 tablespoons of the herbs of Provence
2 bay leaves
1 cup dry red wine
1 cup water

Actress Ellen Page Blames VP Pence for Causing Smollett Attack

"Openly gay actress and liberal activist Ellen Page appeared on The Late Show Thursday and went on an bizarre rant against everything from media coverage of global warming to the alleged hate crime against actor Jussie Smollett. She predicted the world was going to end in the next eleven years, yet no one was talking about it, and emotionally ripped into the Vice President for causing the alleged anti-gay attack against Smollett."

Last night with Stephen Colbert (Link)



And back with Ted Cruz at the Iowa State Fair back in 2015 (Link)

Larry the lush's diary


"Dear diary, mommy was getting uneasy and out of sorts after being stuck in the house with me for weeks. So she walked me out to the car, buckled me into my seat and drove us to the Big City. She found us a luxury room on Lower Water Street where her favorite people congregate - the drunks, skels, meth heads, junkies, 'mos and disgraced ex-law profs. She feels right at home among the dregs of humanity.

Once we checked in as Mr. and Mrs. Smith we went to our room. I kept filling her glass with a mixture of cheap wine and grain alcohol and in no time at all she was blacked out on the floor. Since it was only 2 in the morning I decided to go out for a cruise. I needed some amyl nitrate, crystal meth and cocaine, as I claim to be sober, but like everything else I write, say and think, that is a lie. A little action would be nice, too, so off I went.

I met a nice fellow out in the street and he said he wanted a go. He said his name was Hussy or Fuzzy or something, I couldn't make it out. We don't allow those sort of people in our lily-white gated community, so it was difficult for me to understand what he was trying to say. We went back to his place, I put a dog collar and leash on him, and at his insistence I put on a MAGA hat. He said that got him hot.

Per Titus' instructions I slapped him around and called him names that mommy says I mustn't use, but since she was dead to the world, how would she know? We were just about get to it when his "life partner" came home. How embarrassing. I grabbed my trench coat and loafers and ran outside.

Next thing you know he was all over the news and now I think the police are searching for me. I should have stayed home with my family - incest is best, right boys?"

Crazy Russian Hacker: 5 dog gadgets tested, part 8

Enjoyable watching Taras Kulakov interacting with his three huskies.

1) dog shoes
2) water hammock
3) shedding brush gloves
4) bath tub
5) non-tangling swivel double leashes

Restaurant bans MAGA hats

Come to my restaurant wearing a MAGA cap, you aren't getting served.

That should be easy enough, and thanks for the warning, I'll just not wear my MAGA hat when I come in. Oh wait. I don't own a MAGA hat. Oh wait again, I never had any intention of coming in.

It hasn't even happened yet. He's just mouthing off. Showing his intolerance and bigotry and racism, his Little-Nazi attitude, his self-righteous sanctimony for all to see. He's just waving his little flag. Slapping you in the face with his little ... nevermind.

But let's look at the place anyway and see what we're missing by avoiding melting little snowflake mini-dictator fairies like him. And notice we're not disputing who he must serve. His biz wax. He can draw his line wherever he likes no matter how mal-informed or malevolent or just plain stupid.
It hasn’t happened yet, but if you come to my restaurant wearing a MAGA cap, you aren’t getting served, same as if you come in wearing a swastika, white hood, or any other symbol of intolerance and hate.
Wrong, Stupid. It's not the same as wearing a swastika, nor the same as a white hood that Democrats wore to terrorize blacks. And it's not a symbol of intolerance and hate, but his statement is. I should be able to walk in wearing a MAGA hat and not have anyone notice beyond how dashing I look in bold red and how well that goes with gray shirt, were it not for their own intolerance and misinformed hatred. We see it's no coincidence his restaurant is German inspired.

Here's the thing, were I hungry and If I was wearing a MAGA hat, and near his restaurant, and willing to lower my standard for charred food, I'd fold it and put it away for the moment and I'd actually order something from the menu even though everything on it are things that I'm moving away from. I don't even see these things as real food anymore. They're all third and fourth choice things. They're not on the list of things that I buy. I think I'm turning a bit vegetarian and Wursthall salads aren't half as good as my own. No brag, just fact. I can do better blindfolded.

They have over six hundred photos on Yelp and 600 random photos of my own food are better food and better photography. And he's a pro and his customers Silicon Vally elite, and I'm just a regular guy. All the photos are cell phone photos but none of them have the right white balance. For Silicone Valley elitist, their cell phone photography acumen and composing artistry is simply not there and their food choice decisions are poor. If you eat this food regularly over time you will suffer health issues down the line. And that's well established fact. Although delicious, Maillard reaction is cancerous. And that's probably okay in small doses. When everything on the menu relies on Maillard reaction then you are contributing to spreading cancer. The only things on the menu that don't rely on charring are salads and those are treated as afterthought.

I would fit right into the place. But I'd fit in as spy among known political douchebags, intolerant, narrow minded, poorly informed, naturally hateful and racist who don't know that much about healthy food.

It looks like a nice place. And they look like nice people. So, something else is wrong. Youth. Mis-education. Propagandized politically. Perhaps the customers would not agree with the chef-owner's statement. And maybe they would.


Come on! Are they gorgeous, or what?


Right off, I like these people on sight. These people find my conversation interesting. I find their conversation interesting. These are helpful happy and satisfied people. I fit right in and hit it right off. 

Until conversation gets political. I listen. I tolerate abject ignorance then ask, "Where are you getting your information?" They answer. "The news" or, "Online. It's common knowledge." Then I offer something uncommon and leave it at that. They accept me being unusual.








I would eat these things and be happy with them. But I would not seek them out. At this point when I make similar things for myself at home, I feel like I'm cheating myself. Taking short cuts. Not doing the best for myself. And I do that a lot because I am lazy. This is careless lazy food. Apparently they're very successful. 

Take Cacio e pepe spetzel for example.


Thursday, January 31, 2019

Melania Trump's Diary



I am sorry that I have not been writing to you Diary but I have been so very busy the last few months.  Donald has been so busy trying to get the wall built and shutting down the government that I am my wits end. The laid off the kitchen staff and I actually had to cook. Now we could have sent over some of the staff from the hotel but there are all kinds of ridiculous rules that would lead to an ethics complaint that we thought the easiest thing was if I cooked.

Larry's church of the perpetual polyester leisure suit


"Reverend Larry here, and I would like to welcome you to the church of Saint Anne the Alky. Let me start by clearing up a comment I made yesterday - I mentioned something about licking self-inflicted wounds, but that was only because I recently discovered that the "woman" I "married" was in fact a tranny. Prior to meeting him/her he/she had had a terrible manscaping accident that effectively neutered him/her, so he/she went to the doctor and completed the transition. Now he/she is left with only one last angry inch, but I lick it with a fervency that is remarkable, even for a half-goat lawn boy.

Now that that is cleared up, let us discuss our beliefs here at Anne the Alky, or the Drunken Douche as his/her friends call her. Ha, who am I kidding, he/she doesn't have friends any more than I have a car or money. But what we do have here is hate. Lots and lots of hate. We hate the unborn, hell, we hate newborns - as progressives we feel they deserve to be murdered. That is our sacrament. We hate democrats. We hate republicans, But we love Starbucks and will walk miles through a blizzard to fetch some gay-ass fancy pants drink for our mommy, which shows our dedication to the ongoing destruction of this country. We also hate work, which is why we grift.

Some of you have noticed the scarlet "A" on my chest - that is a sad remnant of my recent behavior - it seems I was still married when I took up with my current he/she, and through some mysterious means, this mighty "A" appeared on my sunken chest. Think nothing of it - now that I have found my free ride, er, best he/she ever, I will never stray again.

As for miracles - I perform them daily - I turn a senile old he/she hag's pension money into wine. Walk on water? Hell, I skate on it.

Speaking of hell, I have recently been condemning multitudes of people to hell. That's what I do. I am superior to all others - just ask me - in terms of morals, intelligence, accomplishments, wealth - I am a veritable god among men. Why I can even run a lawn mower - that shows just how skilled I am with high tech machinery. Look upon my works and despair, weaklings. Ye shall never be as mighty as I.

Thus ends today's sermon, now please give freely as I really, really need the money. There are only so many times I can do the filthy things Alky Anne asks of me, and I fear that I really will go even more insane than I already am.

Thank goodness I can still drink with he/she, and marvel at the size of his/her knob. Even after the accident he/she is twice the man I am."

I need your help (update 2)

Link to original post.

It occurs to me I've missed sharing with you how much exactly I need to raise, in order to (1) get my Drivers License back and (2) purchase a vehicle. (actually, it's the other way around, I have to have a vehicle with a tracking device installed in order to get the license back.) 

I need approximately $5,000 in total. So far I've got $1,000 in savings and $716.50 in PayPal thru your generous donations. I texted my brother two days ago, but I haven't heard back. He's a good man. He gave me his old iPhone, I can't complain.

Did I mentioned I caught my employer shortchanging my pay, a few moths back? There is a good chance they were frequently doing this and I wasn't catching on because I was naively trusting that nobody would do something like that and... I'm lazy about keeping detailed track of my finances. I have to do better.

Below are phone screen captures of my PayPal account detailing the help I've received since I asked for your help my last update 1.


La cabina del gato

Cats are easy to catch - simply build a box, put it on the floor and presto - the cat voluntarily jumps in:



La Cabina

This 1972 film gave nightmares to a generation of Europeans.



Don't like it? Before giving up, try the comments to it on YouTube.

It's similar to a scene in an earlier film, The President's Analyst


Trump gives Daily Caller an exclusive interview, explains Paul Ryan lying about funding for the wall

Interview here. The meat of it is Vince Coglianese and Saagar Enjeti with Daily Caller are asking President Trump if Paul Rayan lied to him about promising to fund the wall.

Daily Caller: Did he lie to you? Did he play you?
I don’t want to say he lied. I think he probably meant it at the time, I guess. I hope. So I don’t call that lying. But when he went lame duck, meaning, he said he’s not running again — and it was very unusual because usually they’ll do that sometime after an election and he didn’t want to do that because it’s somewhat misrepresenting and I understand that too. But maybe you don’t run, okay? Maybe you just don’t run. And he had an excellent person taking his place in Congress, he ran a really great campaign, did a really good job. 
So Paul said, please sign the omnibus bill. Now, in all fairness to Paul, I may have signed it anyway because it was so much more money than anyone ever thought possible for the military and equal to the wall, and maybe even greater than the wall was my promise to refurbish the military.
LIES! All lies. Ryan did lie to Trump, and Trump know full well Ryan lied to him and here he is padding the whole thing with cotton balls. Trump is such a big fat stinking liar. He lies everyday. Every word out of his mouth is a patent straight up lie.

*ventriloquist voice* "He still has to work with these people."

Oh, shut up, Ventriloquist Voice.

Comments at Daily Caller are wild.

More at Daily Caller.

The interview is posted in separate parts. Another portion in another post is about President Trump being appalled by a series of religiously bigoted events within the Democrat party.

* Antisemitic leanings of Women's March leaders.
* Sitting Democrat members of Congress expressing antisemitic beliefs
* Attacks on Karen Pence for teaching at a private Christian school
* Attacks by Democrat lawmakers on Catholic judicial nominees including one for being a member of the Knights of Columbus
* Attacks on Covington Catholic High School boys attending the March For Life and wearing MAGA hats.

Not mentioned, attacks on Christianity are up now because of necessity relating to Ruth Ginsburg dying. Democrats are going out of their minds. And it shows quite clearly all over the place. Laws restricting abortion are based on Christian teaching, as such, antithetic to Democrat aims of zero personal responsibility and inherent eugenic propensity.

When I was ten years of age I leaned the Spartans killed babies born with imperfection. Physical imperfection was not tolerated in their culture. So the author wrote in a book. Their civilization did not support members in need that would burden their civilization with no contribution. The parent took the child and dropped them off a cliff. A specific cliff for a ritual.

An illustration of this has haunted me ever since, and gravely for years.

Through childhood I kept rolling over in my mind asking myself if this was a virtuous practice while horrified at the prospect of growing up and killing my own physically imperfect child. Even in High School when the subject of abortion came up I would think back to the earlier book.

The  book had an accompanying illustration.That is the thing I would see and still do. A line drawing of a woman dressed as a Greek, with Greek hairstyle, holding up a baby over a cliff. Readers were left to imagine the pile of baby bones at the bottom.

Democrats read the same book or something similar, or thought up themselves, and concluded, yes, that's a good solid practice. Plus, women are freed from the burden of childrearing and can immediately resume the same practices picking up unimpeded where they left off without missing a beat.

Truly blessed are the children that are wanted having survived this gauntlet.

For our future is in old people.

Who want children.

That grow to be old.

And want to have their own children along the way.

One day my sister said to my mother, "I didn't ask to born, you know."

I sat there thinking, "This twisted sister is bold. I think that same thing sometimes but I'd never actually say it."

Then my mother shot back, "I didn't ask for you to be born either."

And that made me think, "Holy shit! My mum's got an answer for everything!"

Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Ralph Northam endorses post birth abortion

Virginia governor is walking back his statements due to the tremendous pushback he's received from his horrified state only to mention a disgusted nation. But then, Democrats are themselves horrified with the prospect of President Trump nominating another Supreme Court Justice after Ruth Ginsburg

dies,

DIES,

DIES! 

She must die three times over a period of three years, become mummified and entombed before Democrats will finally accept that she's gone. When she does die if she hasn't already.

That is what this is about. They are horrified with the prospect of conservatives overturning Roe vs Wade and by the way telling us how tenuous they felt that ruling was this whole time, so they're coming out of their minds doing everything that they can no matter how outrageously murderous.  Even to the point of killing babies that are newly born when their mothers consult with their doctor to protect the woman's right to control her own body.

While having that control all along.

That's right. Kill a living child to protect a woman's right to her own body. There's a visible mental polemic disconnect going on there right in front of us. The pushback was so immediate and powerful that even worked up Democrats see it, quite out of their Godless amoral disturbed minds.

And New York is no better.

It's believed the Democrats will push impeachment with the aim of preventing Trump from nominating another S.C. Justice. "A president cannot nominate anyone while he's under impeachment process" goes the thinking, but I don't think that will be successful.

I haven't watched this video even though it's been pushed in front of my eyeballs some fifteen times today. The commentary tells its disgusting content.

Don't watch this. It will only make you disgusted and cross.


Democrat party has forfeited any claim to morality whatsoever. They are worse than the Aztec human sacrificers, the worst of all the Mesoamerican cultures, thankfully conquered by a better civilization.

I Heart Denver

The mailers from Yelp are outstanding. They tell me more about my area than anything else. I recommend them. I think that they're sent to everyone who posts a review on Yelp because that's the only contact I've made with them.

This week has a photograph header not part of their recommendations but I clicked on the photo anyway because that's how they get their photographs for their reviews. The photographs used in Yelp's mailers are provided by people who made Yelp reviews and sent cell phone photographs. Sure enough, the email header was a link, and this one went to a souvenir shop on the mall. One I had been in decades ago. All the souvenir shops were crap places selling junk trinkets. The best things offered were rough-hewn things made of buffalo, sketches burned into wood, fake Indian clothing, headdresses, moccasins and jewelry and the like.

I worked at the FRB on 16th St. when the mall was built. When I first started I could sail down 16th, turn left on Arapaho and right into the bank parking lot. Then they built the mall and the whole street was turned to mud. For years! Then, right as they were finishing, they tore up what they built and re-built it and this went on another few years. Then finally, after half a decade of mud the mall was finally finished. Now it's mature, the trees are grown out, and the whole thing is beautiful. And now beyond that is all quite beautiful. The bus terminal, the train station, the sports arena, new skyscrapers and tall apartment buildings, restaurants and businesses, the confluence of Cherry Creek and Platte River, the parks, bike trails, the whole area is beautifully redeveloped.

The best souvenir shops, gift shops actually, are the one at the base of Dinosaur Ridge and the one in the carriage house behind Molly Brown's house a few blocks away on Pennsylvania St. between 13th and 14th.

The boys went nuts in the Dinosaur Ridge gift shop that has a lot of unusual dinosaur-related things along with Colorado mining related things. You can even buy dinosaur coprolite.

"Uncle Bo, what's coprolite?"

     "Fossilized dinosaur poop."

"S-q-u-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e."
"S-q-u-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e."

Both boys at once.

And the Molly Brown gift shop has an unusually large amount of Egyptian-related things and Titanic related things because those are connected to Molly Brown. They had one of the best model boats that I've seen. It could actually float. A replication of a Titanic lifeboat. With oars and a rolled up sail (I didn't know the lifeboats had sails). Elaborately detailed and large. Four feet long. It could have fit nicely on top of my aquarium. And only $100.00. But I already had too many model wooden boats. So many I had to give some away. Very good models. But I had just whittled it down to my two favorites. So I didn't buy it. And I kind of resented not snatching it up ever since. I still think of that thing. The ladies there got tired of seeing it so they marked it down to a ridiculously low price.

They pack a ton of stuff in that carriage house.



Some of the souvenirs are pot-related. A hand-thrown ceramic pot with "A little pot from Colorado" etched into it. 70% of sales go to some Colorado artist or designer. I guess we get quite a lot of weed tourism. I suppose that will change as more states follow our lead.

This Yelp issue is about adventures.

* DAGAR 2000 Lawrence St.

Lawrence St. is 1 block beyond Arapaho, and 20th is obviously 4 blocks beyond 16th. Maths!

“Just throwing the axes is fun, but the real fun begins when you start doing competition among your group to see who can get to a certain amount of points. We had a blast.”

What? Throwing axes? Okay, now I have to go there.

* Denver Art Museum

Golden Triangle, 100 W 14th Ave

“I'm blown away by the enormous amount of activities provided for children... if you're bringing along a kiddo, it makes the trip so much more fun when they have things they can create and do along the way.”

Blessed are the little children for their angels see in them the face of God.

This is half a block from my apartment and there are a lot children being escorted to and fro. The various programs really are excellent. While frankly their gift shop is wanting. Some unimaginative adults gave it the short shrift. While the gift shop at the Museum of Natural History is far more interesting with a million things that interest little kids. It's up there with the top three.

* Dark Side of Denver Ghost Tours

1701 Wynkoop, Lodo. This is the redeveloped area beyond the mall near the the confluence of Cherry Creek and Platte River. This particular area is a like a refurbished cowboy town. The original old buildings are all restored. This was brilliant redevelopment instead of tearing down everything. It really did revitalize the whole area.

"All of us had a great time listening to the stories... learning about Denver's past. He is an amazing story teller who kept us engaged the whole time and was able to show us parts of Denver that I would have never otherwise been able to see."

Before Yelp, the Botanic Gardens also emailed with upcoming events. And this time it's not just some dud performer.

* Bumblebee Jamboree

Family-friendly concert is the perfect winter escape for children ages 0-12 and their parents. Sing along and dance to original and traditional songs by Doctor Noize.

* 60th Annual Colorado Garden & Home Show

Find inspiration from the latest ideas in landscaping, gardening and more. Stroll through more than an acre of professionally landscaped gardens. Two people gain free admission to the show upon showing current Gardens’ membership card.

* Volunteers Needed for Art Installation

This spring, help create an art installation with artist Patrick Dougherty at Chatfield Farms. We are now accepting applications for volunteers to work alongside the artist, weaving flexible saplings into a large-scale architectural sculpture.

The Botanic Gardens itself has outstanding displays. They have a spectacular greenhouse, a splendid Japanese teahouse and pond, and an incredible cactus garden, lily pond, outstanding seasonal displays, dedicated staff, art installations, fountains, home garden training area, children's programs, yearly rose displays, orchid displays, and the like, summer outdoor concerts on their lawn and endless perennial courses on xeriscaping, spring gardens, vegetable gardens, tulips, and the like. The Denver Botanic Gardens is a valuable living outreaching educational civic asset.

The Smiley Face Killers....in Madison Wisconsin




With all of this talk about going to Hell I want to share on of my favorite podcasts. It is called "Tim Dillon is Going to Hell."

Tim Dillon is a pretty funny comedian who actually occasionally offers a conservative take. He has to kiss ass and offer a ton of caveats so the SJW majority in comedy world doesn't ostracize him but he actually does understand the working class perspective because he is a mook from Long Island. His podcast is often pretty funny and even informative. The one curveball is that he loves conspiracy theories. This episode is about the Smiley Face Killers operating in Madison Wisconsin.

Hmmmm. A weird couple abducting young college guys in Madison Wisconsin. Killing them. Then leaving a weird art project. Hmmmmm.



Dave Janda's take on Trump shutting down government

He's interesting. He speaks slowly. Skip the first few minutes as he pimps his other activities; radio show, podcasts, other websites, cost of subscriptions, newsletters, etc. The end also. In the middle he offers a unique take that I haven't seen anywhere else. Trump using the shutdown as a trial run. He went into this one more prepared than I knew and he learned during this one and made changes during during this shutdown to better handle Federal employees for the next one. Janda explains all that.



I looked for a list of airports with private security but didn't find one. Apparently the numbers fluctuate as airports experience unacceptable long lines, also trial programs of various methods take place at airports across the country like SPOT (Screening Passengers by Observation Technique) that is used at some big airports. Wikipedia has an interesting writeup. They must be learning from the Israelis. Denver International uses this system along with several others. 

UK Telegraph forced to publish apology to Melania Trump

Plus pay her a couple million of dollars which she'll probably give to some charity. Expect that not to be covered by American media. Here's the story on the Right Scoop. They have the full message from the Telegraph that sounds like something Melania's lawyers wrote, not something the Telegraph wrote themselves.

Here's video of their apology.



Oops. I got mixed up again. Oh well. Close enough.

Tuesday, January 29, 2019

When Hairy met Smelly

Normal people meet other people in real life. Grifting goat boys use blogs run by desperate old spinsters. One notorious case went like this:

Him:


Goat boy, currently in Ohio, looking for stupid woman who is too drunk to realize the marriage they are going to enter into is a sham. Hobbies: diddling dogs, grifting old commie hippie chicks, abandoning my family and being a moron. Must provide financial statement as I have no money of my own.

Her:


Droopy old hag, currently getting rich from a no-show, no-brain job supported by the tax payers of a midwestern state. Fetishes include black out drinking, playing prowl the jowls, and popping out 'mos. Being anosmic is a plus - you must be able to tolerate horrific BO, as my personal hygiene is none too good. Bring plenty of splooge.

As fate would have it, they met and realized their kinks interlocked like two stripped gears.

And yet, to this day, they have no idea why they have no viable offspring.

Sometimes a new show can "trigger" a weak minded person....



Just Sayn'

Larry's in the dog house again

"Lar-reeeee, you come up here this minute, and bring my computer with you! What have you been doing you naughty filthy little boy?"

"Aw gee, mommy, alls I was doing was giving a guy an online temperance lecture."

"Shut up you sniveling little brat, and fill up mommy's wine glass."

"Yes, mommy. I used a new word that I saw on my Word-a-Day calendar, it was 'Calumet'. Aren't you proud of me?"

"Larry, you are stupid even for a lawn boy. I should have married a goat. Now top up my glass - it's getting low again."

"Okay, mommy. You'll be happy to know that I also condemned another guy to hell. Did I do good, mommy, huh, did I?"

"Larry you nitwit, we are godless communists in this house and by God if you don't know that by now you are even more of a 'mo than my sons. Now light some candles and freshen up the pentagram on the Hillary shrine - I fear her life force is ebbing. Damnit, top up my glass again - I am getting dry!"

"Yes mommy."

Lioz Shem Tov, mentalist, America's Got Talent

Mentalist because he's mental. The judges didn't like him until they realized the real nature of his act. They're such duds sometimes. The audience is way ahead of them.



The guy is hilarious when he said, "This is not comedy" when Simon Cowell told him "I thought this was stupid, then I thought this is really stupid, pause, then I thought, this is really funny, keeping up the act all the way through never coming out of mentalist character.

Two things. 

1) A high school friend in Louisiana was the most unique student in school. It wasn't that hard to stick out in the small school, but Gary Hennigan stuck w-a-a-a-y out beyond everyone else in talent and imagination. 

He had this thing about magic and mystic powers from television shows Bewitched and Dark Shadows. So he faked them. For example, I never saw him turn on a light the usual way. Instead, he'd back up to the light switch, draw attention to himself, then stare intently at the light fixture and dramatically reach toward it and snap his fingers at the light fixture while simultaneously snapping the light switch behind him. 

He especially liked magnets.

I adopted some his ways for fun with my nephews. I took them downtown and parked at the FRB where I worked. Upon leaving the parking lot the unseen guards inside the building watch on cameras and open the gates when the car approaches the exit ramp. They never miss you. They are ever vigilant. I acted like I'm magic and said dramatically and powerfully addressing the gate, "Open sesame" with power coming from my fingertips. The gate opened and the boys went nuts. The older boy knows about electronic eyes and he wanted his brother not to be misled, but come on, there is no electric eye, that would defeat security, and I had just opened the gate with my psychic telekinesis power. 

2) In Shirley Maclaine's book Out On a Limb, I think, I read two of her books and they're both oddly interesting. Like candy is interesting. She describes a drive in Peru to a mountaintop with high UFO activity. On the way up the mountain in a van a Peruvian woman got ahold of Maclaine's box of tissues and pulled one out as Lioz does in this video, instantly replaced with another tissue. Fascinated as a child would be, the woman kept pulling out tissues one after another trying to figure out the magic and Maclaine just sat there and watched as the woman emptied the whole box of tissues.

Hot Ones with Gordon Ramsay

First show of their eighth season. This is the most entertaining episode that I've seen. I like Gordon Ramsay a lot, but I've never seen him this cooperative or this sportsman-like or this fun to watch. The host, Sean Evans, prepared as always, does an excellent job getting the most out Ramsay. Warning: abundant creative swears.

Monday, January 28, 2019

Report card


I have to do better

I haven't posted much here because I have been busy with other things.

I am going to try to do better.

How to sign

In class today my teacher asked "Mr. Grit, how do you sign 'I don't know?'. I held a "Flat B" hand shape to my forehead and flipped it out and said "I don't know!". She said "You are correct!".

Made me laugh.

Finished a bowl yesterday - just like the last walnut bowl I posted I started with a big chunk of black walnut, sawed it round on my bandsaw, chucked it onto the lathe and started rounding off the outside:


I kept turning and it got less lumpy:




Once it was round I reversed it and began hollowing out the inside:


After more turning and more chips a-flyin' I got the walls to a uniform thickness and began sanding it:


Eventually it was completely sanded and I applied finish:


I kind of like that - and to think that in the course of 2 days it went from a chunk of wood to a finished bowl. The customer is going to be very happy with that.

Mark Levin with Sidney Powell

Ew, Lordy, she's good. It's enough to make me buy her book. But then I'd be reading about terrible things that terrible people do that would alter my naivety permanently and there would go my boyish innocent charm forever. I've yet to develop mature unflappable equanimity such as Sidney Powell shows. 



She talks about Andrew Weissman's role in the prosecution of Enron and the destruction of Arthur Anderson in which just being indicted destroys the auditing business. Thousands of jobs lost just by being accused, then prosecuted for crimes that do not exist by combining two accusations that were later overturned, but after the business was already destroyed. What happens to Weissman for doing such evil? 

Promoted, of course. Duh. It's government, not private business. 

Here's Louie Gohmert discussing what he discovered about Weissman. It's terrible. Don't read it. It will certainly ruin your pure precious attitude. The page leads to this PDF file where Gohmert lays it all out, until he stops for it becoming too long to enumerate all the evil he's found, and that you must also avoid lest you become tainted with cynicism. 

I'd say read the comments instead, to spare your beautiful smile that comes from your bliss, but comments at gohmer.house.gov are useless. 

Waking up angry

This is absurd. I think. Why did it have such profound emotional impact?

I had an unhappy dream and woke up angry. It took hours to recover from something that didn't happen.

It took that long to realize it simply is not relevant. I think.

Nothing relevant that's obvious.

In the dream a policeman stopped me and cited me. "For what?" I asked sharply. I didn't like this guy. He was predatory.

"For standing there when a woman closed her umbrella behind you. Here. I have you on tape allowing it."

The policeman showed me a recording of a woman closing her folding umbrella behind my back as I'm standing there innocently. It's fascinating, actually. The whole thing folds into itself from a hang glider size stretched fabric and tucks neatly into a black cloth cylinder with sturdy but exceedingly
thin metal bones like pterosaur wings except even better. Much tighter. All by itself. A very useful device. Brilliantly engineered.

"So?"

"That's illegal in Colorado."

"So? It must be an antique law, Stupid. But you know that. Some vestige. Probably. Something insanely stupid that you've taken up as real and valuable. Something that should be off the books."

"But it's on the books. And you are guilty."

"But that was a year ago!"

"I know. I waited until I saw you again. So now you're cited."

"You pounced. On something senseless. You are senseless. Have you nothing better to do than trap people with antique laws?"

I could pay the fine or go to court. I went to court to expose the predatory policing. I was fined even more for challenging and court costs. The whole thing was another scheme like property seizure maintained as income stream to the state. The judge was working with the police to grab money from innocent people using bizarre laws from which citizens have no protection. And that meant living in Colorado totally sucked because of their ridiculous laws and insane police and judges.

And I woke up angry about that.

But IRL there are no such laws that offend me so gravely. Colorado is actually lovely and supportive.

So my waking thoughts shifted immediately to arguments against Planned Parenthood to compensate for the absence of any real grievance. To allow the anger to crest and flow out of me.

And my argument against an imagined interlocutor was that I used to have a strong interest in Inca and Maya and other ancient Central American cultures because their pyramids matched somewhat with Egyptians, until I went there and climbed on them and learned of their blood lust.

The story about the massive sacrifice that left so many dead bodies rotting in the streets such that the whole city of Tenochtitlán at the center of present Mexico City had to be evacuated for weeks put me off Central American history permanently. The visual image of piles of sacrificed bodies is unthinkable. What horrible cultures. Especially Aztecs. And now my culture is even worse than those. As a modern civilization we insist on a veritable mountain of dead baby bodies. To our god of independence. And worse, they must be diced up and sold in pieces!

My culture actually profits from killing unborn babies.

That is our culture. Because of you. I'm re-imagining old arguments with individuals. There is a duality occurring in my mind. Because you want women to be allowed irresponsibility for their own actions. Irresponsibility for their lust. And you do this by creating your own language that changes genuine life to clusters of cells, even as those clusters in other circumstances are given transfusions, and heart surgery, operated upon inside the womb even quite early and even as photographs show them to be people with audible measurable heartbeats.

I became infuriated again recalling old arguments in which a girlfriend at the time argued U.S. must allow abortions because she is uniquely challenged to give birth. She told me she could die if forced to give birth. Therefore America must allow piles and piles of dead babies. Each year. Year upon year. And she told me this in the same way she told me to leave out garlic from our spaghetti sauce because she suffers heartburn from garlic. Henceforth, all garlic is banned. Because she is uniquely disabled. While abortions are demanded.

Then I think of the class of people for whom this service is performed and think further there just might be something there to your straight up eugenics. And then realize again there are people eager to take over the job of raising your unwanted children born with such poor genetic makeup as yours.

Living children precious when seen on video talking to Google trying to work out a bargain of intellectual exchange, the boy trying to get Google to agree to accept unique 4-year old boy-information for Google teaching the boy ABCs, and Google not understanding that's a proposal not an inquiry, and his father being so charmed by his boy he giggles in hiding and uploads what he sees to share the charm that he feels, and a little girl showing her two signs for native people actually teaching adults. Delightfully charming on sight. Gorgeous children when permitted to live and to thrive in love.

And all the previous argumentation comes back as discourse with the devil himself. That leaves me with two options, run from the devil or smash you across the face with a board.

So I stayed angry way after the dream evaporated to nothing rehashing something related only tangentially and not applying directly to me. Satisfied my culture really is rotten. Much worse than Incan and Mayan that killed only 50,000 at once for their god and not a mountain of dead babies each year as we do. Statistics so bad they cannot even be stated in absolute terms, rather, percentages of live births are given instead to ease the pain of reading them.

All that because of a dream about a woman closing a folding umbrella. By law I am not permitted to allow that intriguing technological tightening into a tidy package of black fabric and excellent thin bones to occur behind my back.

I need your help (update 1)

Link to original post.

Below are phone screen captures of my PayPal account detailing the help I've received since I asked for your help yesterday.


Once again, thank you to all of you.

Yellow vest protests

Let's see what there is on YouTube.  I expect tons. Things that are recent, not weeks or months old.

YouTube [yellow vest protests]

* Yellow vest protesters clash 2:08 2 days ago
* Tear gas used as police clash with  2:06 1 day ago
* Yellow vests stage a "yellow night"  29:52  1 day ago
* Act XI Yellow Vests protest in  4:43 1 day ago
* France's yellow vest protests  2:10 3 days ago
* Yellow vest protest in Paris turns  4:25  2 days ago
* 11th round of 'yellow vest'  0:46 2 days ago
* Tension after yellow vest protests 3:09 3 days ago
* ... 1 month ago
* ... 1 month ago
* ... 1 month ago
* Yellow vest protests: French  1:46 5 days  ago
* ... 2 weeks ago
* ... 2 weeks ago

* Picks one*


If we had real news services and not curated propaganda then we would see this covered every day. We'd have explained to us that many French police have joined the protestors, and the riot police we are  seeing are another European force brought in to crush protests that can be applied to any European country. We'd have explained that we are seeing nationalism re-emerge and with Brexit we're seeing united Europe coming apart at the seams. We are watching in real time Macron lose it as president but first become something else less attractive. But it's too similar to Trump being elected in America, except a lot uglier, so it cannot be shown to the extent that it should. Too dangerous for themselves to feed by covering it.

So we don't see it. I'm guessing here. Because I don't watch American or British news anymore for being sick of hearing all those people. I could be wrong, maybe they do show it, I'd have to watch them to know, and I gave up on all that a long time ago.

It's like that strange thing that happened with cardboard.

At work I handled so many cardboard boxes that my fingertips developed an aversion reaction. An actual physical response. Just touching it sucked out all the moisture in my fingertips and the sensory nerves sent the very strong signal to stop touching cardboard. Like the cardboard contains poison that I must not touch. But I had to keep touching boxes. I had to open them, and stack them, and deliver them and cut them up and fold them and dispose of them. They were coming and going every hour of every day. So I bought these really cool thin leather driving gloves and that fixed the problem of touching cardboard. Plus they looked super cool with anything I wore, open shirt and jeans, sport jacket, or suit and tie. The gloves became part of my image. Picture it. At a bank. Now the same thing with news. Exactly the same.

Zak Korvin draws a mandala

Doreen Ketchens with Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra

Tribe

I was reading the comments to the article on Legal Insurrection about Trump administration seeking Supreme Court review of Census Citizenship Question case and going along with my other mind interpreting the comments as you do then I encountered the word "tribe" and was stopped cold. The system for a word like that, some kind of encompassing group, already has double "t" configurations put togehter, detaching and circling around reconnecting forming a circle for the word "team" so I looked up the sign for "tribe." What a loser. I have to look it up. How have I missed it this long?

Ew, man I f'k'n hate it when I open the page and they fingerspell the word instead of showing the sign. I'm all, thank you very much for showing me how "tribe" looks when fingerspelled. I click off disgusted with them before they finish spelling it. That happens a lot. Because the signs I look for don't exist. Or else I'd most likely already know them. Why did they even offer? Why did it show in results? Why did they make a page for it? It's a sign dictionary, not a how-to-spell dictionary.

Second dictionary same thing.

I kept looking and found something new.

Care to see the most adorable thing ever? It's a new sign proposed by native Americans a few years ago. This is more interesting than the legal discussion about "all persons" being counted on the census. Coincidentally, a Constitutional matter written specifically for native Americans. There are two suggestions for new signs on the page.

Aw, bless.

I love seeing cute little kids showing signs. Obviously both are referring to face paint. The first shape, a flat "F"  at the cheek is already assigned for "cat." But the second one, a "V" shaped smudged backwards on the cheek is available. Therefore I'll use it for now on, boom, just like that, instantly internalized. Because it's so perfect.

Sunday, January 27, 2019

How to make $100 K a year, if you wanted to

Microgreens.

John Kohler kills me. He's a force of nature. And his tautology takes an hour for something that can be expressed in five minutes with more redundancy than Egyptian hieroglyphs across videos and within videos.

Perhaps run on double speed would be better for internet viewing.

But he does explain everything. Everything. My first paper in college for a class about writing papers for college was similar to this video. I was pleased with an A on the paper, the final actually, to write our first college essay paper, and the professor wrote, "Good but a bit long."

And I sold five copies of my paper to fellow students.

It was about how to grow pot hydroponically. Way before all that became an industry. Years before companies offered hydroponic setups, developed new lighting and new micronutrients. Way before dedicated pot heads took all that to another whole level. Several levels actually beyond what I wrote.

The professor said we could write about anything, to choose something that we want to learn about. And that was the only thing outside of college that I did want to learn about back then at that time. But I checked with her anyway. When I asked the professor for permission to write about that she said, "Sure. Don't let the fact that my husband is a cop interfere with your thinking."

Okay. I won't.

I wrote about the plant, about it being a sexed plant, about horny female plants, about the stressing the plants, about seeds, soil, nutrients, altitudes and arid climates of original stocks,  the history of the plants, about light, about the nature of light, theories of light, artificial lights, before LEDs were invented, about photosynthesis, and containers watering, and nutrients and hydroponics. Apparently I went way overboard. The paper was nearly a book, a very thick pamphlet, just short of fifty pages. And now the subject has advanced light years beyond the material available to me back then. Now, true maniacs have taken over and do this legally inside rows of warehouses that stink up entire neighborhoods.

John is like that. You have to be interested to bear with him. He details every aspect of Larry's setup for microgreens.  Comments to his videos say, "You talk too much." Still, it's his nature and he doesn't change anything. He has over 1,000 videos on YouTube. I think he makes a video everyday.

Then after all that, viewers are offered the chance to set themselves up with everything needed to begin their own business for $1,200 when you've just had explained how to do all that in tremendous detail.

I'm not interested in starting a business. I just want to grow microgreens here for my own consumption. Another little hobby perhaps. One tray. Not 100 trays. Just a little thing for myself, not a business.

And in this video I see for the first time near the end when John interviews Larry that John is actually emotional. It's sweet when Larry says the thing that John has devoted his life to for the reasons John holds himself and his eyes turn red and glisten. What Larry said got him. This is their religion.

I think this video is interesting just to see the catechism of their shared religion.

I need your help

I was going to lead this post with some "factoid" I picked up on YouTube claiming there are more people alive today than have ever died. Upon further examination (googling), however, that interesting soundbite appears to be factually inconclusive. Link

So, never mind that right now.

I’m writing to you because I hope you can help me with something. I’m trying to raise enough money to One, get my drivers license back*, and Two, purchase a used mini-van so I can take co-workers back and forth to work**. This may eventually help me leave warehouse work, which is getting harder and harder for me to do***.  I believe I may be able to do Uber later on, after the tracking device is taken off the vehicle****.

I’ve asked family members for help, but that’s going as well as it could be expected. My mother in Florida sent me a little money but she’s on a fixed income. I’m lucky she was able to help me at all. I've asked two of my three sisters and they are helping as much as they can. I'm reluctant to ask my brother and littlest sister.

I would really appreciate your help. If you can help, please use the PayPal Donate link to the right.

Thanks. Yours trully, Lem.


* Post 2nd DUI costs in NJ are exorbitant.

** I have about 6 co-workers living near me using mass transit like myself. it take us over an hour for a 20 min ride because we have take two buses.

*** I almost broke my leg when I took a false step into the gap between a truck and the gate. I assumed there was a ramp when there wasn't. I was lucky I was able to recover in time to only get away with a painful scrape to my shin.

**** It might look strange to a fare, to see me blowing a tube connected to a sobriety tracking device.

Falsus in uno, falsus in omnibus?

I finished reading William Manchester's "Goodbye, Darkness" and in the author's note at the back of the book he admits that he did not see action at Guadalcanal. What? You mean all those stories you wrote about your firsthand experience there storming the beach and the tale of Tubby "going over the top" and getting stitched by a Nambu were false? Why would you do that.

It seems he did spend two months fighting on Okinawa, and was wounded there, but after reading what he wrote about the Canal and Tarawa I kind of have my doubts. I read his Wikipedia bio and found this down at the bottom "In 2017, research into Manchester's life story revealed that he had fabricated many details about his academic accomplishments, war record, and military honors. These revelations cast into doubt much of what Manchester had written in his memoir Goodbye Darkness."

What the hey? If you served honorably, put your life on the line, nearly got killed, yet survived and made it back to the States, why did you embellish what happened over there. Why lie? What was gained? Moreover, what was lost. Now I consider the book to be fiction. Overwrought, florid fiction to be sure, but fiction nonetheless. 

Anyway, the book was a gift from a friend who knew that my uncle served as a Marine in the Pacific and so I appreciate the gift. What I don't appreciate is someone embroidering the truth in order to, well, I guess, to sell books. Makes me question everything Manchester ever wrote. And now I understand why he took great pride in labeling himself a liberal and using the word "Republican" as an epithet. Don't get me started on what he thought about conservatives. I guess the press has always been filled with lying progressives, but these days they are becoming increasingly destructive.

E
nough about that. Glad I finished that book, and now it is time to study for ASL class. *Signs 'bottle of water'.

Newfoundland parent records his boy talking to Google

Google, how should I hold the cell phone when recording video for YouTube, portrait or landscape?

Hummingbird tries to suck the brains out of a young hunter through his hat

And fails.

I thought it was a MAGA hat, but it's actually orange. And when the boy turns his hat reads "Colorado" on the front. So the hummingbird is not necessarily a Never-Trumper.

But it could be. You never know. And those little birds are proper bastards.

Michael Jackson voice twin

These talent shows like America's Got Talent, Britain's Got Talent, Blind Auditions and the like, have a lot of imitators in other countries. I do not know the name of this talent, nor the name of show nor even the country but he sure has blown away the audience and the judges. So it appears.

Yes, it's a show and it's scripted, and yes it's acknowledged that Jackson wasn't that great of a singer, and yes, he was an obvious kiddie fiddler, but there is no denying he was also an international star, a superstar in fact, and he was loved by a lot of people worldwide if not by you. This video has over twenty million views and it's just a guy who is not Michael Jackson yet when he sang he brought people to tears.

I take it from YouTube comments that he did poorly on his second audition. His choice of trainer drawn from this show had him get off the Michael Jackson thing and sing something else.

Like him or not, can you try not to be a jaded cynical old fart and just appreciate it for what it is? An American talent was loved. Globally. And people, maybe not you, still hold his memory dear in their hearts.



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