Thursday, October 29, 2015

Home to first in like nothing flat.

My dog and I happened to be walking today and we decided to take an off-leash run around the local fenced-in baseball park. We begin by making a lap around the outside edge of the park, alternating between racing each other and play chasing. We finish the lap and come back towards home plate, when doggy suddenly notices there are some large puddles in the infield. Most noticeably there is a large one near both home plate and first base.

He sees the puddle, and there is a fraction of a second of recognition before he SPRINTS directly into the water and begins splashing around exactly as you might expect an individual to do when he is having just about the greatest time of his life. He plays in the home plate puddle and challenges me to join him. He pretend charges me and then runs back to the home plate puddle and continues to frolic...

Then... he stops... as he often does while calculating the next move... He glances at the first base puddle and is OFF WITH A FLASH.... sprinting directly down the base line at top speed.. heading for that first base puddle.....

but he doesn't go directly to the puddle, which is offset a few feet to the left of the actual base.

instead, he sprints directly down the line, directly towards the base...

as he approaches the base he LEAPS... a perfectly timed leap on the very last step, landing on the base and then using the base as a springboard to propel himself into the nearby puddle.... where he continues to frolic and invite me to join him.

i just laughed because i knew it was yet another one of those moments that i'll be thankful to have been involved in. there are several every single day.

now, did he know it was a baseball base and the game involved sprinting from home to first?

well, he has watched some baseball, and he's very, very smart. but even so, i doubt it.

i find it funny enough that this puppy loves to play and frolic in dirty puddles on baseball fields, and loves to run from home plate directly to first base instead of going directly to the next puddle he wants to play in, simply because the base is a fun, soft cushiony thingy from which to jump into the nearby puddle.

that's funny enough, and if you doubt that he knew beforehand both that it was something he wanted to do, and that it was something i would find funny, well, all i can say is i truly think you're wrong.



GOOD BOY, episode something.

Hanley Ramirez is like a super-dense albatross.

The only option is a trade. Eat money if you have to.

The rest of the team deserves it. Move on and be done with it. Now.


The thick-a crust is a so delicious...

the people go crazy for it...

...

also, you take a one bite, you're gonna want a piece every day.


"Lost River" is a dark, bizarre and interesting trip.

Liked it. Certainly found the sensibility interesting and much of the acting was top notch. Interesting directing and music.

Interesting film.

Gosling, huh? Already a more interesting director than Ben.


Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Not guilty by reason of Chinese software hacking.

Not my fault.

My brain's behavioral management software got hacked by China.

Not guilty.

I hope that

individuals who feel that police officers are or can be victims of unfair assumptions and accusations based on small snippets of evidence potentially taken completely out of context, also are able to see that police (at least sometimes, maybe? i mean, we can agree maybe it happened once? no? well that seems unreasonable) are guilty of engaging in the same sort of destructive, presumptive, biased projection of force onto others.

because that's a significant part of their job, and it's as unfair to the victims of their unjust application of force (NAY!!! NAY i say, it's even moreso) as these new cell phone-based moments and the accompanying fallout are to police.

so like, yeah, you might have a point, but you also see how this relates to you, right?

and then you look for a moment of (potentially fairly overwhelming, but not likely) realization. if you see none, you know for sure what you're dealing with, at least for the foreseeable future. if you see such a moment, you then may go on to decide the degree to which the moment has promise as the motivation for lasting behavioral change. most of the time it will have little to none. then your really left deciding what your own abyss looks like, and will look like in the future. will it look like "tried to do the right thing, even when no one was looking" or will it not?

It's time for a "No Lines" movement.

There is no need for lines any more. Shit's synchronous. Everything should be asynchronous. Lottery + asynchronous lines = no lines.

ie. just call me and let me know when it's my turn. meanwhile imma be over there doing that thing that is more interesting than the standing still thing. peace.

hassflag nolines

Yeah so I was the asshole yesterday.

Beeped at a guy for blocking up the rotary.

Half second later, realized he was waiting for the funeral procession to pass.

faahh.... me.






This has been episode 1 of "Yeah so I was the asshole yesterday."


Monday, October 26, 2015

Like Sunday, Like Rain

A rather interesting, meditative experience. Heartwarming is not the right word, but the description says "warmhearted", and that does seem to apply. Contrast and tension. Beautiful, haunting music.

Finds a place and perches.

Thursday, October 22, 2015

H/t to STARZB

cuz I finally totally got Richard Pryor without reservation or hesitation. Hard, hard laughs.

it's so unbelievably unfair

but i am skeptical of the ridiculously outsized accomplishments seen on the professional sports stage over the last week...

i simply assume dirt. don't blame me, blame those who came before you.

Sometimes we think the letterhead matters.

Sometimes we get silly like that and think the letterhead implies wisdom. We can be so silly.

How to miss the point, over and over again, by "letterhead":

http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/10/19/pond-scum


h/t to the Globe for the (i assume synergistic) link.

http://www.bostonglobe.com/opinion/2015/10/21/sorry-new-yorker-thoreau-more-relevant-than-ever/XsF28iSLPwrLkiNZIpHmoI/story.html

i don't think i'll read their rebuttal. in an attractive and perhaps inevitably and/or desperately grasped-for parallel, i don't think i need to.

Mass. State Police want you to SLOW DOWN

so that they may speed more safely. Places to be, son.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Monday, October 19, 2015

The Essence of the Oat

i always kind of feel bad when some of the oats get trapped in the package, never to fully realize their potential as delicious, tummy-warming oat-meal.

i feel the same way about the lost coffee beans.

moment of respect for the lost.

The Siren Call of Human Sociality

essentially you end up defining yourself in terms of social judgment scales. those scales are nearly entirely meaningless and built upon shifting sands. as such they do not represent a stable base from which to launch.

but the body is hard-wired to "like" the rush. i'm not sure anyone is capable of resisting if the call is heard early and often enough, or perhaps simply at the right moments in an individual's life.

it's as all-consuming and addictive as any hard-core drug from the moment they wake until the moment they sleep. as time goes on, the rushes get shorter and the mental toll grows.

such individuals (depending on their current state.. specifically while they are "succeeding") are often as impervious to counter-arguments as a delusional schizophrenic. of course the "delusional" aspect crosses mental illness boundaries. everybody has delusions. delusions are a survival instinct. but some delusions are in fact more equal than others.

the delusion of pleasing the mob in order to gain social status, and the delusion of the reality of a life built on such a delusion (should one be talented enough to make the first delusion survive long enough to "succeed" and even create a family) are less equal delusions than "garden variety" delusions. they are destructive delusions that cause an individual to pass through life without ever taking a moment to truly decide how he or she wants to live it. instead the person's life is carried along by the social current. it is at all times subservient to the opinions of others.

this seems to me a less equal, even morally objectionable category of delusion, and as such, one worthy of exposing in a general sense. of course, those afflicted should always be treated with compassion and respect. we need not hate the players of this game. we need not even hate the game itself. we simply need to decide if it's a good idea or a bad one and whether we want to make our opinions on that matter known.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

The times, they're like, changing

After being in business for 75 years, McDonald's was forced* to post calorie counts on their menus in 2012.

Three years later, they are essentially going out of business.




* "was forced" by pending legislation

Those chicks from the mudslides

basically laughing as their lives were at risk. impressive. they reminded me of the ladies in the car commercial hitting on the sales dude.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

The Simplest Gesture

when celebrities smile a really big smile in pictures with fans, an angel gets her wings.

the fact that it was the case for me has left a mark to this day.

pathetic? well, sure, but that's a bit of a judgmental term, right? is it one you are comfortable with? fair enough.

nonetheless, it's a really nice thing to do and it makes me happy even when it's someone else's picture, especially when the fan is, like, excessively normal.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Ok, my arbitrary dividing line collapsed.

the Eagles are in.

I didn't think they had it in them anymore...

but the indigo girls pretty much made me cry again with come a long way shut up why dont you try listening to it tough guy whatever alright but really its a beautiful song ahosxch

An Unexpected Treat

Naked Eyes
Always Something There To Remind Me

ahosxch


yeah...

Marijuana prohibition is a

custom i don't observe.

2 seconds

that's how long the refresh should take to remind you how useless many of your bad-habit time-wasting activities really are. from there you should be able to demonstrate some discipline. generally the bigger challenge is the mind control in the first step. the laziness leads to looking for easy answers which leads to predetermined conclusions and destinations (feeling a void.... there is stuff on internet... stuff must be better than void... void must be filled and void can be filled immediately before i even finish this tho...    but the void isn't filled. it is simply replaced by a new, slightly larger one for which the lazy/tired mind again seeks out the easiest "solution"... and on it goes)..


just for one second, "guess" what you're going to see.

were you right?

does that tell you anything?

does that make you feel any different?




course i'm ignoring the actual first step, the acknowledgement that i, too, may actually have some time-wasting bad habits, and as such am not even close to the perfect person i have always thought i have been, an assumption that has colored darn near every decision i've made, especially in terms of when and how to judge others for falling short of my presumed standard.

but back to the initial point: guess, check, improve. and if at first you don't succeed, simply try again next time. it won't take long.

NO, you can't get violent about it,


but some people have absolutely no regard for others when they are ordering their Mexican food at Anna's.

we REALLY need different lines EVERYWHERE for people like the ARROGANT DAD who loves to play the "in control of everything" authority figure who is in NO HURRY TO COMPLETE HIS RIDICULOUSLY LONG ORDER because he KIND OF LOVES THE OPPORTUNITY TO passively-aggressively bully others in such situations because he's frustrated by how unfulfilling fatherhood is.

and then there are the others who are less particular but just painfully slow.

fixable.

perhaps we'll miss human interaction when everything is a touchscreen, but in the meantime, can we at least provide the option during peak or rush times? because the above-mentioned father with the overly intense attitude and board-like posture who appears eager to engage with everyone he interacts with to talk politics is not someone i want to be around for any longer than absolutely necessary.

but you still can't get violent about it. once you do, you of course become the only asshole on the scene.

Mac and Cheese kid's bragpology

ooof.

may have yourself a psychopath there. most certainly have a narcissist. kid's in for a very, very, very difficult next 10-12 years.

Monday, October 12, 2015

I may have said this before

(imhstb)

but why not allow football teams to use team-wide communications in the helmets, rather than just the quarterback and coaches?

it would allow a home team's fans to be more boisterous during a home team offensive drive, rather than needing to be quiet to allow the players to be able to hear each other.

ka it could also allow for a ridiculously up-tempo offensive pace ching

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Is Jack Black descended from Paul Revere?

https://www.bostonglobe.com/arts/theater-art/2014/10/18/choosing-greatest-paintings-new-england/hgajazC07upYrQeKB41AdM/story.html

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Two hands on the ball

(with possession) two feet in bounds

That's a catch.

yw.

(edit: two hands w/poss. is sufficient but not necessary. of course a one hander can suffice)

Modest Mouse and Jim Croce are like

positive magnets to my negative at the moment.

you know i don't know but it's like an immediate click when i see either name right now.

mm is a wonderfully disorienting journey.



(mm ahosxtl)

My dog is smart and demands respect.

Sometimes I bother to test this theory but that is a waste of time.

The theory is correct and everyone's life, including the dog's, is far better off once this is accepted.

and BOOM there it is....


reelin' in the years, at the right moment, and i feel like i lost any hesitation in my appreciation of the Dan, most Steely.

ahosxcv

Monday, October 5, 2015

Another angry loner threw a tantrum yesterday


The angry loser left a note and those who read it laughed at it before burning it.

If you're an angry loser thinking about throwing a tantrum, call xyz-xyz-wxyz to be taken to our safe area in the desert where you will be fed 3 squares a day for the rest of your life and you can freely interact with others like you or you can choose our isolation sector in which you have complete control over the frequency and type of human interactions you are exposed to.

No, this isn't some sort of veiled threat. We are simply offering you exactly that which you seek. At this point, you now have a legitimate choice, whereas before you believed you did not. Therefore there will be exactly none who have any compassion for you in any sense.


I got to rock out to Fleetwood Mac as a kid.

That's a cool thing. Bouncing around the back seat, maybe riding up in the spot between the seats and the window where cats like to chill.

ba da da da daa da da da da da

YOU CAN GO YOUR OWN WAY

bum ba da da da

GO YOUR OWN WAAAAYYYYYYY

punch poke punch smack whine yell get yelled pout punch owww



good times.

in my day

it was more dangerous to both wear seatbelts and to wear helmets while biking. in either case, the fierce beating you would receive would be a guarantee. the benefits of the precautions, not so much.


and no, the intro drum beats are not accurate. i tried for about 20 seconds and then decided i needed to quit that. is it dangerous to tell children that they should never quit anything? even if their names are joshua? i think that's basically like asking for an autist.

I want someone to be straight up honest and just say

"No, of course I wouldn't vote for a DH for the Hall of Fame. Please. It's not a real position and it's an insult to the game to consider such a thing."

It would be strengthened if they went further, like, "and I say this as a huge fan of the DH rather than having pitchers hit. it's just not a real position and allowing DH's to be eligible for the Hall is a slap in the face to all the guys who actually play the game. I'm especially not going to put in a legitimate cheater on top of that. So no, I wouldn't vote for a DH, and I'm certainly not going to vote for a DH who cheats."

As has been explained, the correction factor for DH's offensive numbers is 0.4, and in some cases (where more injuries are a guarantee) much less. So I may one day be proven a liar. I may have to vote for a DH at some point, because he hits 2,000 home runs and his adjusted numbers would still put him near the top of the game's history in terms of production. But thankfully that is not the case, and it's a much easier decision to keep such fraudulence out of the hallowed Hall.

That "terror coaster" video is awesome.

and that girl on the viewer's left is far more fearless than I.

Friday, October 2, 2015

Dobie Gray

never knew the man's name. thanks for the songs.

ahosx70o7

An obvious thesis (guilt motivates)

but with the sort of honesty and data, specifically the angles of investigation that can be put into practice almost immediately in almost any conceivable situation.

http://www.bostonglobe.com/ideas/2015/10/03/feel-guilty-you-help-society/zYcytlhK9DsRmatF2iUNHK/story.html

in a tangentially related point.... no, not really tangential but a distant, weak, uninteresting parallel is that i feel uncomfortable about the above link because it includes encrypted text which could (or, you know, does) reveal my identity, location, bank account number and atm card pin code. it makes me more skeptical of bostonglobe.com. add to that the intrusive drop-down javascript ad on the front page and i'm like 'bleh'.

the timing is coincidental, as i recently got the adblock message regarding the acceptable ads movement and after immediately and angrily clicking the "disable" button upon hearing that the program was "enabled" by default, and immediately becoming more skeptical about adblock's motivations and practices (the dude sold, so all bets are of course off), i have already come to be excited about the movement's possibilities. at the very least, i'm curious as to the results.

so when i went to boston.com with another browser to investigate the generation of the above link, i was immediately put off by that ugly, intrusive ad.

(* sips coffee *)

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Early gifts that last forever

that I was able to hear CCR's "Hey Tonight" regularly prior to the age of 3 made me a better music listener and fan.

Toonniiiiigghhtt......

Anything but Gravity, and I'm outta there...

when it comes to Mayer.

that "Daughters" nonsense is a capital offense in many, ... many ways...

oh and of course that pull was done felt

ahosxts

Don't admire me.

It kind of means you think you are perfect.

% of kickoffs with penalties?

% of punts?

the commercials nearly ruined vivaldi for me

end this practice now.

Steel drums kind of scream

NO COPS

which is kind of awesome

and so is Jane's Addiction's tropical interpretation of  "Jane Says" ahosxjo

a huh... yep... it's midnight again...

it's midnight up in harlem, with a sage intro.. and that beautiful shiz was ahosxjo

Eddie Van Halen

and Rembrandt would have gotten along every single day of their young adult lives.

the later years of course they would not speak.

I don't like cranberries much

cept for sauce for the stuffing.

but i do miss the band the cranberries and i thank them for contributing to my soundtrack.

ahosx90o9

You knew who Nathaniel Ratliff were?

I dint.

Do now.

ahosxts

Modern Rap's verbal cadence was established by the Rolling Stones'

"Wild Horses", among other songs.

True story.

...

or is it?

I fear my enemies know me...

and as such will find a way to play "Chicago" at my funeral.

Chris Christie, "The law says the jew must be killed...

Republican presidential candidate Chris Christie, "The law says the jew must be killed and as long as I'm president that's what's gonna happen. We're a nation of laws."

The Honorable Chris Christie stands up for the law!

Hey Chris, you're a fat joke and you'll be dead within 3 years. Go fuck yourself and quietly mind your own business as your diabetes kicks in and you die still desperately trying to tell other people what to do.

GFY.

and RIP.

Perhaps I'll feel differently by the end, but

I am not interested in getting to know anyone who dislikes, at least the beginning of the song "Dimming of the Day" by Alison Kraus and Union Station

ahosxtl

the Sun will NOT

melt our wheels tonight.

What an amazing, amazing gift.

Rather than reinvigorating my involvement, the Pope's visit has cut my final ties with the Catholic church.

They are not God.

Later, fellas.

THE HORROR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i ran across a joyful and playful border collie running off his leash while taking a walk through a wooded and isolated areas, one of the few safe areas that such creatures could even consider a free jaunt but NO!! Nay!!! NAI!!! where the AI sounds like the word EYE!!!!!! I WILL NOT HAVE THIS,  I SAID!!!


and I which until now has been  you, will now return to me...

...


i guess it was too much....


too MUCH TO ASK...........


YOU CAN'T INSTEAD WALK IN ANY OF THE OTHER TRAILS STREETS PATHS SIDEWALKS YARDS PARKS ETC. THAT HUMANS ARE FREE TO WALK ON.

NOPE.

YOU GOTTA OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH.

FUCK.

YOU.


After having given it much thought

I do not put the Eagles (in toto) alongside the rest.

(ie. the GOATs).

I do not.

Such disparities.

Mere days after the Pope's inspiring visit, the world has reverted to form, and priorities seem to be re-seating themselves in their evolutionarily appropriate slots.

There are lots of stupid pieces of shit driving on the same roads as you. Apparently they too are God's children, but they're stupid as fuck and will NEVER behave themselves without constant monitoring. They are PIECES OF SHIT who ruin everything for everyone.

It is not viable for people to live on top of one another as we currently do. It can not sustain. We need space and we no longer have it. We have way, way, way too many people in the world. With this number of people, every one of us is forced to not only deal with but in many cases RELY on some of the dumbest fucks on the planet.

The Pope exists in a world that is not the one the rest of us inhabit. The rest of us must fight to survive because the rest of us are being stalked and preyed upon by the savages.

I almost knew it was going to happen when he was here. A rapid overcorrection in the other direction. I'll find the tipping point again as time goes on, but for now, I'm very comfortable with this approach.

Schizophrenia

is often little more than the giving up of hope for stupid or awful people.

And since that is obviously implying the intelligence level of the schizophrenic, I will state clearly for the record that that is not the actual implication, but merely the incorrect surface level one.

ie. "the giving up of hope for the meaningful and healthy interaction with what are essentially stupid or otherwise awful people."

Old is not equal to wise in all ways.

Partisanship is essentially an adolescent phase.