the guru or described as randy for eternity
For most of the first two years that he knew me, my father-in-law pretended not to be able to remember my name. Of course, I was obligated to return the favor and that is how he picked up the nickname, “Randy.”
Hedwig’s Theme - John Williams
The only leitmotif from the original film to appear in all of the sequels. I am drinking coffee and getting the music ready for Finn’s birthday party. I can’t believe she is going to be ten on Monday.
and also happy saturday imaginary constructs -mumblelard
new toy talks funny
…by taking advantage of similar four-trace, differential SerDes transmit and receive signals, the NonStop signal midplane can support either network-semantic protocols or memory-semantic protocols using the same signal traces.
zone five fourth ward
field notes …
Y.C-Young Crew (4th ward, Boulevard, Wheat St.)
3C-Triple Cross (4th ward, Boulevard)
Y.S-Young Squad ( 4th ward, Grady Homes)
L.K-Low Key (4th ward, Boulevard)
I.S.G-Irwin Street Gorillas sic (4th Ward, Irwin St.)
Y.P-Young Posse (Techwood)
G.M.B-Get Money Boyz (4th ward, Boulevard)
Y.Y.C-Young Young Crew (4th ward, Boulevard)
Y.V-Young Vard (4th ward, Boulevard)
K.A.M-Kalvin Augustus Mumblelards (4th ward, Ice Cream factory)
february 3rd
Change is good.
(image via Groundhog Day)
gratuitous picture of a failed retinal scan
I Got You Babe - Sonny & Cher
…and don’t forget your booties ‘cause it’s cold out there today.
It’s cold out there everyday.
and also happy groundhog day imaginary constructs -mumblelard
icosahedral interdimensional gateway (with human scale reference)
Finn’s grins
french toast
You All Everybody - Drive Shaft
I have given up on Drive Shaft a half dozen times at least after repeatedly growing weary of their antics, but I know when Tuesday comes, I will be there standing in line, waiting for the new one to drop. Don’t screw it up Drive Shaft!
and also happy sunday imaginary constructs -mumblelard
Men at Forty
by Donald Justice
Men at forty
Learn to close softly
The doors to rooms they will not be
Coming back to.
At rest on a stair landing,
They feel it moving
Beneath them now like the deck of a ship,
Though the swell is gentle.
And deep in mirrors
They rediscover
The face of the boy as he practices tying
His father’s tie there in secret,
And the face of that father,
Still warm with the mystery of lather.
They are more fathers than sons themselves now.
Something is filling them, something
That is like the twilight sound
Of the crickets, immense,
Filling the woods at the foot of the slope
Behind their mortgaged houses.
(via chrismasgorilla via Poetry Magazine, May 1966)
in bed drifting but awake and listening to the footsteps approach until they are on top of me
babo: What time is it?
fallie: BOg!*
babo: What time did you get up?
fallie: BOO!**
babo: Is your sister up?
fallie: No!
babo: Ok, give us a few more minutes, we will be downstairs soon.
(fallie with antlers via brerfly)
*8:09
**8:00
reblogged from brerfly
icosahedral interdimensional gateway
During a lunchtime ramble through the streets surrounding the ice cream factory, my friend and I happened upon this strangely illuminated polyhedral structure. All too well, I know the dangers such structures pose, and I warned my companion to approach it with caution, but he could not resist the lure of the unknown. As he climbed into the seat suspended at its center, I readied my camera to document his achievement, but before I could trigger the shutter, he was gone. After waiting around for a moment, I had to walk back to the ice cream factory alone. I probably would have waited around longer to see if he rematerialized, but it isn’t a great neighborhood, and there was going to be some post-lunch birthday cake back in the break room that I didn’t want to miss. If he isn’t back by Monday, I will let someone know.
The girls want to see it now, and I will eventually give in and take them, but I will tie a rope on them or something before I let them climb into it.
