It really is great when not much happens. Things happening is much over-rated. Makes for good copy, but that’s just because we love to complain. And not just because we are all whiners. A conversation that goes along the lines of, “What ho, isn’t it pretty nice?” “Oh yes, a perfect rain for the flowers.” soon dims if you aren’t a horticulturalist or a polyglot.
But “Did you read about that asinine city councillor’s __________ ? [fill in blank to your liking] can really get things going.
Wait, I know what has happened, and is happening:
It snowed and it snowed and it snowed. And on the third day, Piglet …
oh sorry, dozed off into the sweet nothingness. It is one of the excellent qualities of lots of snow. Finally, once everyone calms down, it imposes a slowness on life that should be embraced, not vanquished with salt. 24/7 is a fairly new phenomenon and creates its own buzz that keeps it going somehow, feeding off its own poop as it were in a ghastly perpetual motion machine. Except it isn’t perpetual motion, it is slowly fed at great cost. But wait, I was cheerful a minute ago …
It is absolutely beautiful outside is why. It looks like a Christmas card, right here in the middle of porktown [as in the capital city, location of the biggest trough], they didn’t toss Nana out into the street, and my tea is still hot!
Roof over head, check.
Down comforters and sheepskins nearby, check.
Wolf at door, sadly, no check.
No check in both senses, but sadly only in one. I do miss Wolf. Bag of hammers that he might have been intellectually
he was nonetheless a fine, if intimidating, pooch.
But back to my obvious meanderings, if not for the passing of Wolf, we wouldn’t have gotten [gotten? is that a word? self-doubt has arisen] Mouse, so silver linings do abound. And as to the other kind of wolf at the door, he is has gone hunting for easier prey.
So what’s to complain about? I am even tempted to suggest you have a nice day, but that must be the meds kicking in. I do however hope you have a relatively eventless day, unless you are due to give birth or win some enormous prize, or marry your sweetheart.
Speaking of which, I could complain about Valentine’s Day, and the time my poor youngest, on being told he was meant to bring in a Valentine for everyone in the class [does this make any sense?], asked me at home if it was okay to skip the boys. But then I would be complaining. And I do like the colour red, so that helps. But cards and cut flowers are an astonishingly silly thing to spend money on, in my books. Plants flower too and don’t whither and die, and a store bought card that says I love you? Why not just send an email, or better yet, a text. Must we have one day a year to love someone? What happened to the rest of the year? Like Mother’s Day. Isn’t every day mother’s day? Hmnnnn, Pet Peeve #3 might just be special days. On Monday we have a statutory holiday called Family Day coming up, and I will certainly have to complain about that, not just for good copy!. Sorry for the mini-rant. Back to puppies and unicorns.
Have a Happy ________ Day [it is fill in the blank day!], and always be kind to your loved ones, no matter the arbitrary calendar date!
You and me both up awfully early. I hope there isn’t too much awful in your early. A fair bit in mine – but I am slowly vanquishing it.
I knew the first 30 seconds of this album … and here’s the whole thing. Cool.
Here’s a fellow with no shortage of ego, and dead certainty about future events as well. A dreadful combination. This forecast is certain to cheer all the doomsday goldbugs out there, confirming all biases. A doomer’s wet dream.
The Executive Summary is easy, and as old as the hills. Transcribed right off of the original stone tablets. Stocks to crash, Gold to da moon! $2,000 by year end. Book it!
I intend to save this link, in order to give it a fair assessment a year down the road. This of course is the one thing these creatures just can’t abide. Hold me accountable? Unfair! In response he would no doubt pick through all his posts to find something that seemed right, and ignore the rest as if he’d never said it at all. And always finish by asking you to subscribe, so you can get the REAL STUFF!
http://goldscents.blogspot.com/2014/02/another-piece-of-puzzle-falls-into-place.html
And…Good Morning!
US up on Slovenia, 2-0 just a few minutes into the game. Easy boys. Let’s not get anybody hurt.
always up early these days for various reasons. nothing awful so far and i have to constantly remind myself that everything depends on how you look at it. something cosmic is present in our music minds but i’m not eloquent enough to explain it.
is tugging at my sleeve with assurances of fine perspectives….i shall be released 🙂
Good Morning, Pete. Good to see you.
This one came on the radidio the other day. I cranked it to eleven, as our friend the woodpecker likes to say in his mother tongue. Or maybe he was channelling Herr Grun
yo EO, good morning! are you finding that hockey game on tv? nbc has today show crappola on here.
Yes, it’s on the NBC Sports Network. Way high up in the cable channels. Just dropped the puck for the 2nd period, still 2-0.
Here’s a link to help find your channel. Put in your zip code.
http://www.nbcsports.com/tv-listings
To find the hockey schedule I find the easiest thing is to just type “olympic hockey” into a google search. It puts up a great schedule, day by day, all games, men and women.
I like to piss off Mrs. O by calling it “girls hockey”
She knows I do it on purpose just to rattle her chain.
You’ll hear the name Joe Pavelski a lot. A former UW Badger. Also Ryan Suter, Ryan McDonagh, and Derek Stepan.
We have a bunch on the girls team too. girls. tee hee. Don’t tell mrs o i said that.
Disclaimer: I love women’s hockey. Fast, without all the gooniness. The boys game is infected with testosterone poisoning.
shit, got it! thanks my man! should have asked earlier.
Phil Kessel is a major star too, and he is from here. Grew up a few miles away.
Hey, thanks for the tune. Love that one. I’d crank it to eleven, but the prodigal daughter is still in bed. Teens. Whatayagonnado?
written for janis but that’s not what prompted the inspiration. you gals are swell.
for da Woodpecker.
Get outta bed, peckerwood! The day’s half over…
This is the first one that put Alan Jackson on my radar. But then, I like those country-hick-fiddle-tune-thingy’s. 😆
Then there’s this one. One of the official theme songs of my old miner thread. Shania was raised in the heart of the Ontario gold camp, though maybe in one of the many down times.
perhaps Woodpecker is in an undisclosed location for his own protection. EO you used to weave some fine stories back then on Sun AM i think, quite a treat it was.
I always think of it as girls’ hockey. Because that’s how it begins, and they are cuter than buttons. Actually, most things are cuter than a button, but watching young girls learn to play hockey is fabuloso!
i thought you were going to change those running shoes into something more provocative and exciting?
Poor Shania used to get woken up as a young child to sing for drunken loggers – her parents made her stand on a table – helps to explain her bad relationship with crapola husband number #1, who cheated on her with her best friend. But then Shania ended up with best friend’s husband, clearly the winner in the trade.
Old vs New:
Pete, that “road trip” series was probably the most fun I had on that thread the whole time. Embarrassing now, since I was pushing piece-of-shit-penny-miners that eventually went in the can, but hey I think I’ve made amends. When I told people to get the hell out, nobody listened. They said I was a contrary indicator and they were going to BTFD! Well guess what folks, even with the recent runup, GDX is still down 43% from where I sold them. That’s the good news! If you are still in miners you only need a double from here to get back to where I’ve been sleeping comfortably for 15 months.
Now I see people name-dropping some of the worst of the worst leftovers from the old movie, and I think “JFC, if you are going to get back on board, at least go with REAL companies! The ones that were fake last time around, ARE STILL FAKE!”
People never learn. Even if you get in this time and make a buck early, the odds of you getting out again with a whole skin are against you. Fear and Greed guarantee it. Carnival Barkers. Charlatans, Carnival Barkers, Snake Oil Salesmen, Faith Healers…and Tea Party Patriots. Wrap yourselves in the Flag, the Bible, the CONstitution, and quick make a buck by shearing the sheep, before you are revealed to be an empty suit.
I forgot about that. I will replace my shoes with something a little less shallow. Entertainment in the hospital. Mum is sound asleep and has no intention of waking up. How I am meant to take this inert thing home I cannot understand. But I think they will maybe see the impossibility. She hasn’t eaten in days, almost – just a tiny bit when forced, and then like a piece of canned pears. I am just going to let her rest for now. Honestly, my back is so sore that I had trouble putting the big frying pan on the floor for lucky Mouse – how am I to carry mum? I know I have some help at home, but we cannot lug her about. Nonsense. And I took a Tramadol this morning, because Mikey says I am an idiot not to take the drugs my doctor gave me because I need them. Kids these days.
And the Canadian men are about to play Finland, if you were wanting to watch something exciting while you wait for my avatar to change.
And I don’t mean a double in one little stock. I mean a double in your whole damn portfolio. Anybody can get a double in one miner once in a while. They are lottery tickets. They are all either double or nothing.
Anybody tells you they “got a double in XYZ Mining!” ask them how much of an allocation they had to that one. If they are smart they didn’t have more than 5% in any one miner. OK, so they made another 5%. Very nice and good for you. Take the wife out for fish fry. But if they had more than that in any one name, they are an idiot and deserve everything that’s going to happen to them.
Constitution shmonstatution … government is for wimps! Would it be cruel to repost the Russian troops prediction this March? Sort of an anniversary celebration of all the bad things that haven’t happened. I know, I know, that just makes them more likely and imminent. Excuse me while I eat my toast.
And then nothing much happened … and it was good
I think if I had seen that title in some other random place, I would have probably thought ‘hmmm, that sounds like a title Xty would write’. I like it.
xty, just this Friday he was telling people to not leave too much cash in the bank over the weekend. Just in case. Things are coming to a head, ya know… 🙄
There you go, now you can see the real me. And it is even almost recent.
We finally have some cash to leave in the bank, and dang but it feels good. In fact, it would be hard (as in tax foolish) to take it out of the bank and I have a sneaking suspicion that we will be paying taxes, with said cash, for a very long time.
Xty, because of the (what’s the word I’m looking for? I know there is a good one) of the networks, we don’t get to see much Canada hockey, and you don’t get to see much US hockey. It blows, but it is what it is.
For US viewers who missed it, they will be rebroadcasting the US-Russia game today at 4:30 Eastern.
And just to make a liar out of me, they just mentioned that the Canada game is currently being shown on another of their networks. USA Network. So just never mind…
Nice Pic, xty.
And having enough money to actually have to pay taxes is really rather nice. Better than the alternative.
Does the word start with cluster and end with fuck?
And as to paying taxes, mum is lying in the most amazing bed. They do seem to be trying to empty the floor and apparently there is an MSRA breakout right now, but the bed is awesome. I want one:
Btw, it has silver ions to help it be antimicrobial. Invest now.
I was looking for a suitable follow on to your abbreviated Song O’ The Day. I looked at several. Commercial, Bluegrass, a capella. But I settled on this one. The kid is singing from the heart, and that makes all the difference.
the bed that i was in was just like that one. after making friends with the pain medicine and learning the protocol i was almost reluctant to leave her. some funny stuff at the hospital, upscale Hyatt decor that the nurses were laughing about, carpet that impeded the wheelchairs and many other fine ideas. i gotta admit, life is fascinating. thanks for the new avatar.
is searching for an appropriate tune.
hi all! thank you for the shouts.
i have been reading this morning about cults. all the subtle, and all the brazen warnings some of us have tried to sound for the most part unfortunately only boost resolve and reinforce cohesion. but i do feel vindicated that a person with the audience of Trader Dan has finally called the vomit swamp a cult. i have talked to all of you privately, and i believe now that we all have it pretty much figured out. remember too that this was no accident. like i said a few days ago, one dog can control a lot of sheep. i believe that there are probably 3 main dogs. and once you have convinced a few persuasive speakers, or in this case, writers, then things pretty much take care of themselves. all the behaviors typical of a large group then self reinforce also.
the anger some of us have exhibited makes sense. we too were wrapped up in the lie, and as we deprogram our own inner conflicts and contradictions need to be worked through. i am sorry for my displays – also remember that i went from the frying pan right into the fire. i have revealed my personal family history to several of you.
take care all. i think i may be scarce for a few days. dunno really. like i said, i feel vindicated. also thank you Rico, Excalibur, SilverLeaf. if you reach even one person, then it is worth putting your neck out on the line. and it helps guys like me who are still healing emotionally and especially financially!
as usual, not going to edit this. just like getting my thoughts down.
thank you. you all are real friends. i plan on meeting all of you eventually!
and down goes another (fat) pig.
http://www.nbcnews.com/storyline/christie-bridge-scandal/report-christies-pal-monitored-bridge-lane-closures-n31741
“Ayn Rand’s ‘philosophy’ is nearly perfect in its immorality, which makes the size of her audience all the more ominous and symptomatic as we enter a curious new phase in our society….to justify and extol human greed and egotism.”
Gore Vidal
http://jessescrossroadscafe.blogspot.com/
this post dedicated to Pukeny and Mr. Faux. 🙂
Atlas Shrugged stands as a great reminder not to put sex scenes in a novel, especially if you write like a cold fish. I remember seeing an interview with Peter Benchley in which he described his publisher trying to get him to work sex scenes into Jaws, saying it just couldn’t succeed without them. His basic reply was that it was a novel about man vs. nature, in this case a crazy shark, and that it would be highly inappropriate. Somehow the book sold anyway.
You will be happy to know that by 2006 Jaws had sold over 20 million copies, and as of 2011 Atlas Shrugged had sold about 8 million. Both tell the story of a ruthless shark with absolutely nothing in common with humanity except a harsh cold anger. And only one of them has sex scenes involving the shark.
Girls Hockey this morning! Semifinal action, US v. Sweden at 6:30 Central Time, Canada v. Schweiz at 11:00.
Here’s a link that breaks down the Boys Hockey brackets. Sweden grabbed the #1 seed. Russia lurks as the #5. I’m still scared of seeing the Rooskies again. US and Canada are #2 and #3 and thus in the same bracket.