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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2001-2022
After scanning its face again and again,
I began to scale it, picking my holds
With intense caution. About half-way
To the top, I was suddenly brought to
A dead stop, with arms outspread
Clinging close to the face of the rock
Unable to move hand or foot
Either up or down. My doom
Appeared fixed. I MUST fall.
There would be a moment of
Bewilderment, and then,
A lifeless rumble down the cliff
To the glacier below.
My mind seemed to fill with a
Stifling smoke. This terrible eclipse
Lasted only a moment, when life blazed
Forth again with preternatural clearness.
I seemed suddenly to become possessed
Of a new sense. My trembling muscles
Became firm again, every rift and flaw in
The rock was seen as through a microscope,
My limbs moved with a positiveness and precision
With which I seemed to have
Nothing at all to do.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
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The song, “can’t touch this!” is rolling around in my empty skull. I appreciate her sense of irony very much.
For my part, I trend towards even darker humor. Like the NBA player touching mics and then coming down with the Coronavirus. You cannot write irony this rich.
Paging Mr Rudy Gobert. Your Darwin Award is ready for pick up. Mr Gobert…
(I hope Karma has a sense of humor)
This lady makes a lot more sense than 95% of the blathering buffoons on the lobotomy box…
Were it not for my bride’s weakened state, sardonic misanthropic shit that I am, I would be enjoying all this a lot more than I am. As it is, I am thankful indeed that you kind folks were so generous as to provide me quite a few weeks of schools on making do in a contaminated world. The WuFlu will burn itself out in good time, but it won’t be our last plague, so to the already planned spring rebuild of my deck I am adding a fully plumbed decon station.
Got any plans for such, ghostrider?
The list is long, Cap’n, as it is every year. And every year all of it does NOT get done. That’s what next year is for. I too have a deck that needs some attention, on 2 different levels. In about a month my new wood lathe from Grizzly will be delivered and all bets are off on whether anything else gets done as lathes have a tendency to addict all they come in contact with. We’ll see. I’ve had a smaller lathe since 2010 with it I have created 600+ pens unlike any ever seen anywhere and sold all of them. I have also created 300+ wooden bowls and have sold about 250 of them – the others have been in a variety of art galleries. I have also created several hundred other items on that small lathe and have sold most of them too. I likes doing some lathe work.
Thinking about taking the bed off my 1991 Chevy S10 and replacing it with a home made aluminum camper. I’ve designed it in 3d in autocad and have most of the aluminum tubing on hand and I have access to a welder.
But back to the decks. We have about 1000 sq ft of deck on the first floor and about 400′ on the 2nd floor and I need to strip all of it with the pressure washer down to bare wood, then paint all the railings and stain all the decking. There is also a 32′ bridge linking the house with my office in that mess too. I need spring to start last week.
Obama virus cure here:
https://youtu.be/C1GpWOdj2e0?list=RDC1GpWOdj2e0
No evil goons. One million girls cannot be anything but fun, fun, fun.
Southern wit & wisdom;thank you ma’am,that was delightful.
Casey’s right,someone notify MC Hammer.This lady’s rant would make a great remix of “Can’t Touch This”.
It’s official,Arizonans are in panic hoard mode. Stopped at Wally World today for a couple gallons of spring water I use for coffee. Surprisingly,they still had it,but the toilet paper aisle was wiped out. (Sorry) Seriously,not one pkg left. Hand sanitizers disappeared 2 weeks ago,along with Clorox-type wipes.
The ramen noodle section,normally crammed full,had 2 pkgs of chili flavor left. Disappointing. I had hoped to add to my stock of “oriental” flavor,which has recently been changed to “soy” flavor,presumably to stop offending oriental snow blossoms.
Apparently the Coronavirus apocalypse will have Corona beer;that case was well-stocked.
Is that Mummy Pig or is it Daddy Pig?
Elvin Bishop! Yes sir!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0MCLPtTKKgQ
“Man, you should have seen,
That little juke joint jump”
https://youtu.be/WtwhkS6-QHY
As always, the Muslims have the most senselessable response to plague. Blame infidels in musical form. Try not to look away.
I totally love this woman’s response! She speaks for many of us as we witness the unfolding insanity.