Saturday, August 02, 2003
campaign poem proposal
angelyne,angelyne
half stark naked billboard queen
her deepest desires
no one knows
but I suspect she wants
some clothes
half stark naked billboard queen
her deepest desires
no one knows
but I suspect she wants
some clothes
Friday, August 01, 2003
correction #2 - I sometimes get lost in my own neighborhood
OK...OK...for all those who caught my mistake on the businesses at the LaCienega/Wilshire intersection, (see the 'Golden Showers/It came from the Swamp' - below) mea culpa, sorry, get over it already!
I drove by there this afternoon and to my horror realized that the NW corner is not a pawn shop, but an office building where medical experiments, oops! make that 'clinical trials', are conducted. The collateral lenders is on the NW corner of Robertson and Wilshire. This is a really the nitpickety sort of accuracy that plagues my sleepless nights.
I'm tired, I have a stomachache, and I'm going to sign off now.
I drove by there this afternoon and to my horror realized that the NW corner is not a pawn shop, but an office building where medical experiments, oops! make that 'clinical trials', are conducted. The collateral lenders is on the NW corner of Robertson and Wilshire. This is a really the nitpickety sort of accuracy that plagues my sleepless nights.
I'm tired, I have a stomachache, and I'm going to sign off now.
Day 9 of Goobernatorial Recall Race
It Came From the Swamp
or
Golden Showers for a Golden State?
Few Angelenos are aware that much of West L.A. is actually built on filled in swampland. In spanish 'the swamp' is La Cienega and it's now the name of a major north/south thoroughfare stretching from the Hollywood Hills, through the filled in area and the Ladera Heights oilfields, ending at the main access road to LAX. In the early days before it was a state, this area was mostly ranchland and the meadows of the cienega were notable for the strange, tarry oilslicks that would draw to their deaths any animal foolish enough to wade into them. Of course, with the coincidental metastizing of the industrial revolution and the anglo-i-zation of Southern California, the obvious value of the land soon led to its exploitation. After the greater part of the oil had been pumped out and the water drained away, the area was then developed into modest residential housing. (This blog is being typed from a little 1926 bastard-spanish style bugalow built on land that was once a mire) Most of the buildings around here are two storeys or less, because swampland is notorius for its instability during earthquakes and taller structures must be deeply plunged into specially prepared foundations; special buildings for special people, and some especially odd people inhabit this old swamp. Today's news brings a message that California's gubernatorial recall race may have drawn forth one of our most unusual denizens; his advent perhaps causing a minor crack along the fault lines of democratic party unity. In a swamp, the slippery shifting faults of an earthquake can cause a terryfying event called liquefaction, where soil turns to jelly and huge edifices can tumble and collapse in total destruction.
Wilshire Boulevard is a two laned corridor that runs from downtown L.A. to the Pacific. It crosses La Cienega just before it penetrates the business district of Beverly Hills and in the thirties a zone was created here that developers called the 'Miracle Mile'. Many mid and even some fairly hi-rise structures have been raised along the mostly elegant boulevard. I dont know how the engineers accomplished this, maybe there is a firmness in the earth tumescing deep beneath the surface. I suspect that part of the miracle sprang from a desire to connect a depressed city center with the then newly burgeoning wealth of Beverly Hills. Today the Miracle Mile contains some fine examples of Art-Deco extravagance, and even in our currently soft economy continues to hump along wth the support of government and corporate funds. On it can be found museums, shops, and respectable institutions like consulates and charitable foundations, as well as abundance of office space. One of the least noticeable erections is a modest, glass sheathed tower just west of the most 'very respectable ' addresses. Its just a bit of late 20th century architecture; it doesn't look odd from the outset, but it definitely warrants a closer inspection. If you've gotten this far in my blog, I must applaud your willingness to slog through the mush of my verbiage, because all I am trying to do is introduce the builder of a tall, fat, black building that anchors a corner of Wilshire and La Cienega; an ideal place for the intersection of murky foundations and glitzy finishes.
Sucking up to the east side of Beverly Hills, it is a rather ordinary crossroads, locally reviled for the placement of one of those automatic cameras that catches idiots who try to run 'yellow-oops! it's red' lights. But if you do actually have to wait for the light and happen to glance at the buildings on the corners, a curious 'only in L.A.' synergy is revealed: a collateral lenders(pawnbroker),a bank, a very high priced automobile showroom and the Flynt Building, home of Flynt Publications. Nowhere is there signage indicating the (in)famous mag that is published by the tenants, but it is a curious sensation to know that this is a veritable fount of smut, a motherlode of porn, the Sutter's Mill of sex; all done up in glossy black glass and chrome. This is the home of Hustler Magazine, and as of today , I must suppose the headquarters of one of the (now 250!) gubernatorial recall candidates, who all believe that they can do a MUCH better job of running the Golden State. Here's what theysay!
Larry Flynt, pornmeister extraordinaire, valiant champion of the United States Constitution, is for some odd reason, a member of the democratic party. I dont think they want him just now, even though he is no stranger to the old in and out of governmental systems. Some years back, before he got shot by a non-admirer, he successfully met some federal challenges to his freedom of speech with a spectacular vulgarity that could only have been spawned in the underbelly of Hollywood's consciousness. I believe that there are very few real coincidences in life; Larry's corporate address being in a swamp is no mere happenstance. His eruption into politics brings to mind the Uruk-hai birth scene from 'Lord of the Rings', and like the perverted elves of Tolkien he is a creation we have brought upon ourselves, through the flaws of our fickle plebiscite-driven constitution. His coming out unveils the cracks in the folding, if not quite crumbling facade of Democratic Party unity. The Dems sputtered protests that Mr. Flynt is not a serious democratic politician of note, much less an official party nominee. They vainly resist the spindling and mutilation that comes of the current situation, while the list of possible democratic goober wannabees begins to get rather lengthy. And Larry is not the only Southern Californian of note or notoriety to apply for a spot on the ticket.
I don't know if the putative shlock jock of my previous rant has tossed his chapeau into the soup, but when it was brought to my attention that today, not just one but two of L.A.'s most flamboyant citizens have decided to run, I knew I must be some kind of prophet. Yesterday I wrote that this race was going to be a show 'a la Jerry Springer' (even if he does come out of New York, I'm talking about zeitgeist here-the vision thing-a matter of taste). The second light of the fundament (think burning swamp-gas)...okay, I'm being a little harsh here with the lights of our stars...This latest political light of the Hollywood firmament, is none other than that ever iconic Angeleno, Angelyne herself, who may be a member of the Party Party! (in truth I'm not sure about any of her affiliations).
Now Larry and Angie dont appear to have joined forces and I am afraid that they might cut into each other's demographics of support, kind of like what happened on the Al and Ralphy show back in 2000. Like the microquakes experienced daily in the state, Flynt's announcemnt must have sent a titillating frisson of horror into the more staid members of his party. Angelyne, of course is an old hand at titillation, and has been titillating the streets of L.A. for at least a generation; so her desire to meet the needs of the public comes as no surprise. But I think Larry is the far more serious candidate, and that Angelyne is only doing this for the publicity. In fact, I can't remember anything she's done that wasn't for the sake of her own publicity; so I'm not going to focus on her too much. It was those pink feathers (not to mention that cheap, beaded elastic safety-pin bracelet) she wore in the nineties that convinces me she just lacks the gravitas to do the job. Also, it is hard to believe that a woman, whose eyeshadow is applied crookedly, has the competence to be the leader of the world's fifth largest economy. In any event, gravitas or rather gravity is Angelyne's main enemy and our state is in need of a heavy hitter who can handle the weighty financial mess we're in. I dont know how much ol' Larry weighs in at , but in this fight he packs a lot more political and business punch than the once lovely billboard queen.
Larry has something in common with Gray Davis. He too believes that Californians want a leader with progressive ideals, and because of this, he is sure that he won't have much trouble getting support. He has a spanking new business plan for the state, and if enough voters show an interest in his candidacy, he claims to be ready to place his own chips on the table. He ain't broke folks; he is a serious and successful businessman. Adept at emptying the pockets of willing boys nationwide with his completely legal 'expressions of free speech', he just might be what the democrats need to zip up their ticket. After the federally endorsed rape of the state coffers by the energy giants there is something ironically sweet in thinking that America has rained golden showers of support on a man who promises to lead us to fiscal health via tried and true business methods. Watch out Dick Riordan! This is a man with staying power, who can see us through the night of our financial ruin. Anyway, he sure is livelier than the gray eminence currently in office.
Expansion of state sponsored gambling is a main plank in Flynt's campaign platform. Being a casino owner himself, he's no stranger to the old in and out of this system either and I'm sure that his experience as a major player in the porn biz would be very handy in dealing with the antics of our legislature. Here's a man who knows how to get down and dirty when it comes to handling adversity. His proven business strategies would, I am confident, help to quell any future disorderly disputes over raising taxes and curbing services. In fact curb services would probably be something Larry would be able to raise taxes on! Why, the moral and ethical breakdowns that a Flynt Administration could bring to our state absolutely ensures that economic boom-boom times would rapidly mount.
Since I have already shown an amazing level of prophetic ability, what with yesterday's rant and all, I want to share with you a glimpse of what I think Larry could mean California. There is no doubt in my mind that a Flynt Administration would attend to the total health care needs of the population. For example, regular sexual healthcare would not be abandoned, as would probably happen under the leadership of other, stuffier, more repressive political hacks. In fact, a well thought out re-organization of Medi-Cal and the HMO's could do more to stimulate our economy than a fresh injection of silicone valley style technology. Consider the obvious health benefits of a state-managed sex services industry and how it just might erase a large portion of our scandalous $38bil. debt. and do it in a far more pleasurable manner than the current belt-tighening schemes. Tourism would certainly benefit from such changes, and I'm not talking some mickey mouse chump change here either. Consider what Larry could do for education.....
Oh! So many incredible and radical changes that could be wrought by a Flynt Admin, it boggles the mind.
And to think that these brave new possibilities comes to us from a swamp. A fecund, wet oily, place of low, slippery dark wealth blooming with the flowers of our cupidity.
Our man Flynt, the bringer of golden showers to the Golden State.
or
Golden Showers for a Golden State?
Few Angelenos are aware that much of West L.A. is actually built on filled in swampland. In spanish 'the swamp' is La Cienega and it's now the name of a major north/south thoroughfare stretching from the Hollywood Hills, through the filled in area and the Ladera Heights oilfields, ending at the main access road to LAX. In the early days before it was a state, this area was mostly ranchland and the meadows of the cienega were notable for the strange, tarry oilslicks that would draw to their deaths any animal foolish enough to wade into them. Of course, with the coincidental metastizing of the industrial revolution and the anglo-i-zation of Southern California, the obvious value of the land soon led to its exploitation. After the greater part of the oil had been pumped out and the water drained away, the area was then developed into modest residential housing. (This blog is being typed from a little 1926 bastard-spanish style bugalow built on land that was once a mire) Most of the buildings around here are two storeys or less, because swampland is notorius for its instability during earthquakes and taller structures must be deeply plunged into specially prepared foundations; special buildings for special people, and some especially odd people inhabit this old swamp. Today's news brings a message that California's gubernatorial recall race may have drawn forth one of our most unusual denizens; his advent perhaps causing a minor crack along the fault lines of democratic party unity. In a swamp, the slippery shifting faults of an earthquake can cause a terryfying event called liquefaction, where soil turns to jelly and huge edifices can tumble and collapse in total destruction.
Wilshire Boulevard is a two laned corridor that runs from downtown L.A. to the Pacific. It crosses La Cienega just before it penetrates the business district of Beverly Hills and in the thirties a zone was created here that developers called the 'Miracle Mile'. Many mid and even some fairly hi-rise structures have been raised along the mostly elegant boulevard. I dont know how the engineers accomplished this, maybe there is a firmness in the earth tumescing deep beneath the surface. I suspect that part of the miracle sprang from a desire to connect a depressed city center with the then newly burgeoning wealth of Beverly Hills. Today the Miracle Mile contains some fine examples of Art-Deco extravagance, and even in our currently soft economy continues to hump along wth the support of government and corporate funds. On it can be found museums, shops, and respectable institutions like consulates and charitable foundations, as well as abundance of office space. One of the least noticeable erections is a modest, glass sheathed tower just west of the most 'very respectable ' addresses. Its just a bit of late 20th century architecture; it doesn't look odd from the outset, but it definitely warrants a closer inspection. If you've gotten this far in my blog, I must applaud your willingness to slog through the mush of my verbiage, because all I am trying to do is introduce the builder of a tall, fat, black building that anchors a corner of Wilshire and La Cienega; an ideal place for the intersection of murky foundations and glitzy finishes.
Sucking up to the east side of Beverly Hills, it is a rather ordinary crossroads, locally reviled for the placement of one of those automatic cameras that catches idiots who try to run 'yellow-oops! it's red' lights. But if you do actually have to wait for the light and happen to glance at the buildings on the corners, a curious 'only in L.A.' synergy is revealed: a collateral lenders(pawnbroker),a bank, a very high priced automobile showroom and the Flynt Building, home of Flynt Publications. Nowhere is there signage indicating the (in)famous mag that is published by the tenants, but it is a curious sensation to know that this is a veritable fount of smut, a motherlode of porn, the Sutter's Mill of sex; all done up in glossy black glass and chrome. This is the home of Hustler Magazine, and as of today , I must suppose the headquarters of one of the (now 250!) gubernatorial recall candidates, who all believe that they can do a MUCH better job of running the Golden State. Here's what theysay!
Larry Flynt, pornmeister extraordinaire, valiant champion of the United States Constitution, is for some odd reason, a member of the democratic party. I dont think they want him just now, even though he is no stranger to the old in and out of governmental systems. Some years back, before he got shot by a non-admirer, he successfully met some federal challenges to his freedom of speech with a spectacular vulgarity that could only have been spawned in the underbelly of Hollywood's consciousness. I believe that there are very few real coincidences in life; Larry's corporate address being in a swamp is no mere happenstance. His eruption into politics brings to mind the Uruk-hai birth scene from 'Lord of the Rings', and like the perverted elves of Tolkien he is a creation we have brought upon ourselves, through the flaws of our fickle plebiscite-driven constitution. His coming out unveils the cracks in the folding, if not quite crumbling facade of Democratic Party unity. The Dems sputtered protests that Mr. Flynt is not a serious democratic politician of note, much less an official party nominee. They vainly resist the spindling and mutilation that comes of the current situation, while the list of possible democratic goober wannabees begins to get rather lengthy. And Larry is not the only Southern Californian of note or notoriety to apply for a spot on the ticket.
I don't know if the putative shlock jock of my previous rant has tossed his chapeau into the soup, but when it was brought to my attention that today, not just one but two of L.A.'s most flamboyant citizens have decided to run, I knew I must be some kind of prophet. Yesterday I wrote that this race was going to be a show 'a la Jerry Springer' (even if he does come out of New York, I'm talking about zeitgeist here-the vision thing-a matter of taste). The second light of the fundament (think burning swamp-gas)...okay, I'm being a little harsh here with the lights of our stars...This latest political light of the Hollywood firmament, is none other than that ever iconic Angeleno, Angelyne herself, who may be a member of the Party Party! (in truth I'm not sure about any of her affiliations).
Now Larry and Angie dont appear to have joined forces and I am afraid that they might cut into each other's demographics of support, kind of like what happened on the Al and Ralphy show back in 2000. Like the microquakes experienced daily in the state, Flynt's announcemnt must have sent a titillating frisson of horror into the more staid members of his party. Angelyne, of course is an old hand at titillation, and has been titillating the streets of L.A. for at least a generation; so her desire to meet the needs of the public comes as no surprise. But I think Larry is the far more serious candidate, and that Angelyne is only doing this for the publicity. In fact, I can't remember anything she's done that wasn't for the sake of her own publicity; so I'm not going to focus on her too much. It was those pink feathers (not to mention that cheap, beaded elastic safety-pin bracelet) she wore in the nineties that convinces me she just lacks the gravitas to do the job. Also, it is hard to believe that a woman, whose eyeshadow is applied crookedly, has the competence to be the leader of the world's fifth largest economy. In any event, gravitas or rather gravity is Angelyne's main enemy and our state is in need of a heavy hitter who can handle the weighty financial mess we're in. I dont know how much ol' Larry weighs in at , but in this fight he packs a lot more political and business punch than the once lovely billboard queen.
Larry has something in common with Gray Davis. He too believes that Californians want a leader with progressive ideals, and because of this, he is sure that he won't have much trouble getting support. He has a spanking new business plan for the state, and if enough voters show an interest in his candidacy, he claims to be ready to place his own chips on the table. He ain't broke folks; he is a serious and successful businessman. Adept at emptying the pockets of willing boys nationwide with his completely legal 'expressions of free speech', he just might be what the democrats need to zip up their ticket. After the federally endorsed rape of the state coffers by the energy giants there is something ironically sweet in thinking that America has rained golden showers of support on a man who promises to lead us to fiscal health via tried and true business methods. Watch out Dick Riordan! This is a man with staying power, who can see us through the night of our financial ruin. Anyway, he sure is livelier than the gray eminence currently in office.
Expansion of state sponsored gambling is a main plank in Flynt's campaign platform. Being a casino owner himself, he's no stranger to the old in and out of this system either and I'm sure that his experience as a major player in the porn biz would be very handy in dealing with the antics of our legislature. Here's a man who knows how to get down and dirty when it comes to handling adversity. His proven business strategies would, I am confident, help to quell any future disorderly disputes over raising taxes and curbing services. In fact curb services would probably be something Larry would be able to raise taxes on! Why, the moral and ethical breakdowns that a Flynt Administration could bring to our state absolutely ensures that economic boom-boom times would rapidly mount.
Since I have already shown an amazing level of prophetic ability, what with yesterday's rant and all, I want to share with you a glimpse of what I think Larry could mean California. There is no doubt in my mind that a Flynt Administration would attend to the total health care needs of the population. For example, regular sexual healthcare would not be abandoned, as would probably happen under the leadership of other, stuffier, more repressive political hacks. In fact, a well thought out re-organization of Medi-Cal and the HMO's could do more to stimulate our economy than a fresh injection of silicone valley style technology. Consider the obvious health benefits of a state-managed sex services industry and how it just might erase a large portion of our scandalous $38bil. debt. and do it in a far more pleasurable manner than the current belt-tighening schemes. Tourism would certainly benefit from such changes, and I'm not talking some mickey mouse chump change here either. Consider what Larry could do for education.....
Oh! So many incredible and radical changes that could be wrought by a Flynt Admin, it boggles the mind.
And to think that these brave new possibilities comes to us from a swamp. A fecund, wet oily, place of low, slippery dark wealth blooming with the flowers of our cupidity.
Our man Flynt, the bringer of golden showers to the Golden State.
Thursday, July 31, 2003
This is a Test to show my friend how a blog works
My friend just came by and is curious as to how it all works. I might descibe her as a skeptical luddite, but that would be rather rude. She is much more afraid and repused by this than you could ever know.
Correction #1 'I got my dates wrong'
Oh, under certain conditions, these are words that no one ever wants to hear...but this time I'm a bit glad. The termination date for candidate applications (Cal. Gov. recall) is on the 9th of Aug, not the 15th as I had originally thought.
I still say its's going to be a circus
and with the new budget having been passed, I no longer have to be concerned about my bread rations...they're still on
I think I'll go rent Roman Holiday, or maybe Gladiator and have a night in at the movies
I still say its's going to be a circus
and with the new budget having been passed, I no longer have to be concerned about my bread rations...they're still on
I think I'll go rent Roman Holiday, or maybe Gladiator and have a night in at the movies
eventually it will all be clear
I have been rummaging 'round the net this morning, trying to figure out a bit of the blog phenom. I was told there are alternatives to posting this way...like pro blog and there are other services as well. I feel like such a troglodyte...maybe I should take some kind of course in how to use these template languages. Where do other folks get the ability to make all these links and comment opportunities?
So many of the blogs I dip into seem to be written by the very young...students, young parents etc. lots of talk about classes and he said, she said...so and so is so slutty...agonies of youth , of like...arghh... the vanities of love and the 'marvelous' discoveries that come with age. And then there are the really finer sites:
I still dont know how to get the links thing working on the sidebar...if I did, I'd put up
Favourite Half-Light
It's good enough to make me embarrassed to publish: the intimacy of her posts, the capacity to turn a phrase, the simplicity. She seems so young, but her writing reveals what intelligence and a good education can actually produce in this world; plus I'm a sucker for the pre-raphaelite wallpaper and her cute little michaelangelo 'finger of god' icon.
if anyone out there is reading this stuff, you can mail me.
evmagid(at)aol(dot)com
yeah aol ...
I hate it -their dsl is a scam...never available and always kicking me offline...it's actually faster and more reliable to ring up at 56k .. too cheap/lazy to change cuz someone else is footing the bill and then if I did change, I'd have to learn a whole new protocol..
no excuses
truth be told
I deserve this pain-it satisfies my masochistic needs, so that I can keep the rest of my reality in proportion and not allow the 'significant others' in my life to get out of hand.
such an embarrassing address, it's like I'm living in a strip mall.
So many of the blogs I dip into seem to be written by the very young...students, young parents etc. lots of talk about classes and he said, she said...so and so is so slutty...agonies of youth , of like...arghh... the vanities of love and the 'marvelous' discoveries that come with age. And then there are the really finer sites:
I still dont know how to get the links thing working on the sidebar...if I did, I'd put up
Favourite Half-Light
It's good enough to make me embarrassed to publish: the intimacy of her posts, the capacity to turn a phrase, the simplicity. She seems so young, but her writing reveals what intelligence and a good education can actually produce in this world; plus I'm a sucker for the pre-raphaelite wallpaper and her cute little michaelangelo 'finger of god' icon.
if anyone out there is reading this stuff, you can mail me.
evmagid(at)aol(dot)com
yeah aol ...
I hate it -their dsl is a scam...never available and always kicking me offline...it's actually faster and more reliable to ring up at 56k .. too cheap/lazy to change cuz someone else is footing the bill and then if I did change, I'd have to learn a whole new protocol..
no excuses
truth be told
I deserve this pain-it satisfies my masochistic needs, so that I can keep the rest of my reality in proportion and not allow the 'significant others' in my life to get out of hand.
such an embarrassing address, it's like I'm living in a strip mall.
Syntax, Semantics and other Pretentious Nonsense on the kittybox
kittybox terms...#1 they
I have decided that in order to be more succinct I must define some terms...When theyappears in a blog the word shall henceforth refer to the media in general...whatever tidbit follows they is a snoggle of info gleaned from my general media peregrinations...for example
They say that California has passed a budget.
this would indicate that it is general media knowledge...probably found in several forms (radio-tv-papers-mags-web-playground gossip). So when a general pronouncement, as in 'they say' comes out, you can pretty well assume that it is something I glommed onto from somewhere and I may not have a specific source...if this worries you - google it.
I have decided that in order to be more succinct I must define some terms...When theyappears in a blog the word shall henceforth refer to the media in general...whatever tidbit follows they is a snoggle of info gleaned from my general media peregrinations...for example
They say that California has passed a budget.
this would indicate that it is general media knowledge...probably found in several forms (radio-tv-papers-mags-web-playground gossip). So when a general pronouncement, as in 'they say' comes out, you can pretty well assume that it is something I glommed onto from somewhere and I may not have a specific source...if this worries you - google it.
Version #2
(written because first version thought to be lost in a compucrash on the dsl off ramp)
California Cracks Up
Yup, this state is about to fall into the biggest bucket of politcal and financial doodoo imaginable. Edgar Cayce always said that it would slide into the sea and I guess he was correct.
It's pretty common news by now that California is $38+billion in the red, and that a sufficient number of duly registered voters have decided that it is all the fault of Gray Davis; the man with the charisma of an abalone, whose most mysterious quality is that everyone wonders what his wife sees in him ( no one else sees much of anything). Like a pacific coast fog, he inspires....not much. So the whole mess must be his fault, and if he didn't realize how awful things were, then he must be too stupid to govern...or something like that.
So now there is going to be a recall vote on October 7th. From all I can discern, it is happening mostly because it is possible and Muphy's Law has finally kicked in to show us the exotic fruits borne by the wisdom of the direct style of democracy enshrined in the state constitution.
Chaos theory in action
or...Jerry Springer presents: The world's 5th largest economy!
A Cast of Thousands?
The recall ballot to be presented to the voters is a simple two part affair. Yea or Nay for Gray and if Nay...well here comes the good part; the voters can choose from a list of candidates who are sure that they can do a much better job. Candidates need only to pay a $3,500 fee and present 65 signatures of support from duly resgistered California voters. They must be citizens in reasonably good legal standing and they have to have been residents of the state for at least 5 whole years! As of today, one week later, 123 candidates have applied to be on the ballot and that is with out any of the democrats folding on their party pledge to back Davis.
The number of applicants has risen exponentially over the past seven days. The registration period has two more weeks to run and by that time....well, just do the math. Get me a ticket to Hollywood and Vine, this show is gonna break someone's leg. Arnold is a smart boy and has decided to skip the audition of this turkey production.
A shlock jock however, just this morning, spoke of forming the Party Party and running with a platform of marijuana legalization reform.
The California legislature passed the budget, sort of.
It's going to be a legendary fall.
California Cracks Up
Yup, this state is about to fall into the biggest bucket of politcal and financial doodoo imaginable. Edgar Cayce always said that it would slide into the sea and I guess he was correct.
It's pretty common news by now that California is $38+billion in the red, and that a sufficient number of duly registered voters have decided that it is all the fault of Gray Davis; the man with the charisma of an abalone, whose most mysterious quality is that everyone wonders what his wife sees in him ( no one else sees much of anything). Like a pacific coast fog, he inspires....not much. So the whole mess must be his fault, and if he didn't realize how awful things were, then he must be too stupid to govern...or something like that.
So now there is going to be a recall vote on October 7th. From all I can discern, it is happening mostly because it is possible and Muphy's Law has finally kicked in to show us the exotic fruits borne by the wisdom of the direct style of democracy enshrined in the state constitution.
Chaos theory in action
or...Jerry Springer presents: The world's 5th largest economy!
A Cast of Thousands?
The recall ballot to be presented to the voters is a simple two part affair. Yea or Nay for Gray and if Nay...well here comes the good part; the voters can choose from a list of candidates who are sure that they can do a much better job. Candidates need only to pay a $3,500 fee and present 65 signatures of support from duly resgistered California voters. They must be citizens in reasonably good legal standing and they have to have been residents of the state for at least 5 whole years! As of today, one week later, 123 candidates have applied to be on the ballot and that is with out any of the democrats folding on their party pledge to back Davis.
The number of applicants has risen exponentially over the past seven days. The registration period has two more weeks to run and by that time....well, just do the math. Get me a ticket to Hollywood and Vine, this show is gonna break someone's leg. Arnold is a smart boy and has decided to skip the audition of this turkey production.
A shlock jock however, just this morning, spoke of forming the Party Party and running with a platform of marijuana legalization reform.
The California legislature passed the budget, sort of.
It's going to be a legendary fall.
Life in a Fault Zone
lesson 1
July 31, 2003...very early in the moning, 'round midnite.
chaos theory? self organizing systems anyone?
One week ago a sufficient number of Californians, who happened to be registered voters, had signed a petition to recall Governor Gray Davis. The campaign to oust old Gray was headed up by a Republican with deep pockets named Issa and I guess his plan was or is to present himself as the shiny new replacement Leader.
There was a lot of murkiness as to why Gray Davis was being attacked, from charges of being too stupid to run the state to outright lying to 'whatever'. The whole world seems to know that the state, which is the fifth largest economy in the WORLD is $38+billion in debt, and bad times do need scapegoats. Of course after the Federal Energy Commission decided that the electric companies did not have to give back their finagled goodies it became painfully obvious that it must have all been the fault of Gray Davis. Who else could it have been? Oops, that might be an impolitic and rather rude question.
I figure it happened because according to the structure of the state constitution it was possible and Murphy's Law finally kicked in and so now there will be an official recall decision and the possible election of a new governor. Voters will be presented with a two part ballot; first a thumbs up or down on Gray and if it is a down then the voter can choose a new governor from a list of candidate. Still with me? Seems pretty straightfoward so far.
Ha! the fun is just beginning. In order to get on the ballot as a candidate for this special election, one must post $3,500 and 65 signatures from registered voters, plus a few normal citizenship and residency requirements. The application must be in by August 15th. In seven days, 123 candidates have applied. It also appears that the rate of registration is proceeding to grow exponentially. There are two more weeks for candidates to apply. I dont have access to the pattern of growth since last week, but at the very least Californians could be presented with a ballot listing hundreds of candidates. If the anarchists decide to put their money on the line then the numbers could reasonably reach the thousands.
This morning one of the radio shlock jocks was pointing out that he could run too! He said he would register as the Party Party and run on a marijuana law reform platform.
This is going to be a legendary fall.
lesson 1
July 31, 2003...very early in the moning, 'round midnite.
chaos theory? self organizing systems anyone?
One week ago a sufficient number of Californians, who happened to be registered voters, had signed a petition to recall Governor Gray Davis. The campaign to oust old Gray was headed up by a Republican with deep pockets named Issa and I guess his plan was or is to present himself as the shiny new replacement Leader.
There was a lot of murkiness as to why Gray Davis was being attacked, from charges of being too stupid to run the state to outright lying to 'whatever'. The whole world seems to know that the state, which is the fifth largest economy in the WORLD is $38+billion in debt, and bad times do need scapegoats. Of course after the Federal Energy Commission decided that the electric companies did not have to give back their finagled goodies it became painfully obvious that it must have all been the fault of Gray Davis. Who else could it have been? Oops, that might be an impolitic and rather rude question.
I figure it happened because according to the structure of the state constitution it was possible and Murphy's Law finally kicked in and so now there will be an official recall decision and the possible election of a new governor. Voters will be presented with a two part ballot; first a thumbs up or down on Gray and if it is a down then the voter can choose a new governor from a list of candidate. Still with me? Seems pretty straightfoward so far.
Ha! the fun is just beginning. In order to get on the ballot as a candidate for this special election, one must post $3,500 and 65 signatures from registered voters, plus a few normal citizenship and residency requirements. The application must be in by August 15th. In seven days, 123 candidates have applied. It also appears that the rate of registration is proceeding to grow exponentially. There are two more weeks for candidates to apply. I dont have access to the pattern of growth since last week, but at the very least Californians could be presented with a ballot listing hundreds of candidates. If the anarchists decide to put their money on the line then the numbers could reasonably reach the thousands.
This morning one of the radio shlock jocks was pointing out that he could run too! He said he would register as the Party Party and run on a marijuana law reform platform.
This is going to be a legendary fall.
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Help?
I cant figure out how to add links to the sidebar
I cant figure out how to add links to the sidebar
okay...I checked out how to find my thong rant (scroll down) and it worked fine
I still dont really know how link in another site
try this...hope it works
if you havent seen it, check out
The Last Domain
okay... I followed the instructions
it's basically links with a bit of commentary, but it has some of the weirdest stuff I have ever found on line.
I still dont really know how link in another site
try this...hope it works
if you havent seen it, check out
The Last Domain
okay... I followed the instructions
it's basically links with a bit of commentary, but it has some of the weirdest stuff I have ever found on line.
Recently, as I was browsing around a national book clonechain (think edges and rhymes with hoarders), I passed by a display of bookmarks being touted as the 'very latest thing'.
bookthongs
It was inevitable I suppose, that somehow the moral cretins of adland would figure a way to make reading sexy; as if Jurgen and Madame Bovary had not been enough.
Now I could grace my copy of Co-Dependant No More with a thong,
I could even get one with a religious symbol attached for my Book of Psalms
thongs
Actually,
I WANTED one...I am seriously vulnerable to all things cool
some beads and a hunk of string, wow getta load of the price
uh, some beads and a hunk of string for ... uh
sigh
what to do
here's how to make a mini-bullroarer, which will double as a skimpy unmentionable for any tome.
Find an old piano key...antique ivory is acceptable, however plastic will do in a pinch. To be quite honest any old stiff piece of thin plastic, cardboard etc about 1/2 inch by 4 or 5 inches will work very well.
Make a tiny hole in one end of the stiff thing about 3/16ths of an inch away from the edge and using a half of a yard of black #6 china silk beading cord, make a lark's head knot through the hole from the center of the cord. Tying on a hunk of string to the hole will also be okay.
The anchor bead is of course an essential opportunity for significant levels of self expression. It should not be too large, heavy, or ostentatious. go for it. Tie it securely to the other end of the string.
To properly operate the little bull roarer, tightly grip the anchor bead between the thumb nd fingers and rapidly swing the stiff thing around in the air,
mystic mosquitoes...
also works as a bookmark
bookthongs
It was inevitable I suppose, that somehow the moral cretins of adland would figure a way to make reading sexy; as if Jurgen and Madame Bovary had not been enough.
Now I could grace my copy of Co-Dependant No More with a thong,
I could even get one with a religious symbol attached for my Book of Psalms
thongs
Actually,
I WANTED one...I am seriously vulnerable to all things cool
some beads and a hunk of string, wow getta load of the price
uh, some beads and a hunk of string for ... uh
sigh
what to do
here's how to make a mini-bullroarer, which will double as a skimpy unmentionable for any tome.
Find an old piano key...antique ivory is acceptable, however plastic will do in a pinch. To be quite honest any old stiff piece of thin plastic, cardboard etc about 1/2 inch by 4 or 5 inches will work very well.
Make a tiny hole in one end of the stiff thing about 3/16ths of an inch away from the edge and using a half of a yard of black #6 china silk beading cord, make a lark's head knot through the hole from the center of the cord. Tying on a hunk of string to the hole will also be okay.
The anchor bead is of course an essential opportunity for significant levels of self expression. It should not be too large, heavy, or ostentatious. go for it. Tie it securely to the other end of the string.
To properly operate the little bull roarer, tightly grip the anchor bead between the thumb nd fingers and rapidly swing the stiff thing around in the air,
mystic mosquitoes...
also works as a bookmark
