March 21st, 2021

* - Elephant of Life


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Someone needs to tell these anti-Americans there is a new president in office, screwing up the border.  They are still harping that Trump is the racist.  What does it take, fgs?!  Biden stole the election and they are still banning anyone associated with Trump.  How do people get brainwashed like this?  It's absolutely crazy.
cheers - rock on!

Throwing Muses

The album, "Limbo,' by the Throwing Muses, is one of the greatest rock albums of all time

Do you know that Kurt Cobain referred to one of the Muses' albums as one of their greatest, most inspirational albums?  Can't neme it for you here.  A one-word title.  Possibly, "University."

I have a few Muses albums, from 1989 to the 2010's, I guess.  Limbo is incredible.  But, before Limbo, I was running around in my car with Belly, and Pixies, and Muses going on.  By far, the best Muses album was, "The Real Ramona."  Incredible stuff.  Fantastic driving music.  I really don't see anything better than this.  Check them out;  I named you two albums.  The Throwing Muses.  Do you know that the only reason why the Pixies ever got signed was because the Throwing Muses knew and referred them?  Go to the source.  Always go to the source.

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Have watched the Russian video about the new for me country - Guinea Bissau and its capital – Bissau… Very interesting evidence which is telling more than anything what was at this country when Portuguese were ruling in it and what has this paradise land has become after decades of aboriginal authority – all what was built was destroyed, pictures are like the post apocalypse has dropped on this place, like in old Soviet cartoon where after the nuclear war, thousands of years later the nature and black Africans are taking place and peacefully living eating coconuts and bananas…

I couldn't imagine what Japanese would do at such place after decades if they would controle something like this...

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* - star of david

Pickled Herring!

If I go to the death chair, and they offer me one last meal?  It will be pickled herring.

Pickled herring has lots of onions and sugar in it - two things I mean to avoid, because of CFS.

But it's so good!

When I worked at the deli, I would sneak back into the cold room, or whatever that was called, and I would pig out on pickled herring, which was in a large, open 'barrel'.  I couldn't help myself.  I was a terrible person.

Then I heard the rumour that someone was eating the pickled herring, so I guess I stopped.  I had no idea anyone might be able to figure that out.  But, you know.  Business men, they count every penny.  They have some kind of godlike awareness of everything that happens.

The deli's pickled herring was better than the stuff you get in jars at the supermarket.  It was firmer.  The jarred stuff is mooshy, but still - so good!  Caviar has nothing on this.

I eventually confronted the annoying old owner of that place, I think because he wanted me to stop singing, even though all the customers thought of my singing as a part of the celebratory ambience of the place.  I am always famous, wherever I go.

One of the girls I once flirted with, and made herself an available gf, she quit only days after I left.  At least one person thought I was right, although I was wrong for loving the pickled herring, which I think I felt free to eat as some kind of passive-aggressive revenge for the subtle injustice I kept having to endure.

Like, in Brazil, the movie.  The caught, set-upon main character keeps dreaming of flying around in the heavens with some angelic bird lady.  Similarly, I had my pickled herring.

PS - The Cardigans had a guy gargling in the background, to the music, as part of, "Explode or Implode."  One of the best ideas in music I have ever come across.  They were fantastic.

Oh, the deli went under, very soon after I left. Because everything I leave, dies.

Even the angry old sour, bitter owner died, soon after I left.

I am completely aware of the comic book superhero powers I possess.  I try to keep them hidden, or use them discretely, but I am like the Hulk if you offend me.  I will unleash all my bottled-up pickled herring onto your face.