Friday, June 27, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
RIP George Carlin
The man was a genius, a philosopher, and the best comedian of his era. He will be dearly missed. "Seven Words" was his 9th Symphony.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Really?
Hedviga Golik made herself a cup of tea and sat down to watch some television in her hometown of Zagreb, Croatia. Sadly, she died in her chair. This was in 1966. She was just found, 42 years later, in her time capsule mausoleum where she's been sitting ever since. She never finished her tea.
What's absurd is that she was in fact reported missing, but somehow no one ever checked her apartment, which leads me to believe no one checked anywhere. I mean, where else do you look for someone when they're missing? I don't understand it. Her neighbors apparently just assumed she moved out of her apartment, and she was finally found when the police broke in to figure out who owned the place.
A police spokesman said: "When officers went there, they said it was like stepping into a place frozen in time. The cup she had been drinking tea from was still on a table next to the chair she had been sitting in and the house was full of things no one had seen for decades. Nothing had been disturbed for decades, even though there were more than a few cobwebs in there."
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Witch's Web
Told a lie about yourself
It felt so good to decieve
You pulled the wool over everyone
Told them whatever they'd believe
You missed the train and now you're gone
To join the faceless everyone
You're a name on a phone list I've crossed off
I've pushed you back to square one
And if I fall then I'll stand back up
Because learning how to run is half the fun
Somehow I know that there must be something better
No one's gonna have power over me
If there's a sign above the door (over you)
That says you have to hang your coat
But you're wanting me to pay the doorman with my soul
I think that I'll be moving on
Your witch's web is hanging over my sleep
My one half lies awake, the other in a dream
Somehow I know that there must be something better
No one's gonna have power over me.
It felt so good to decieve
You pulled the wool over everyone
Told them whatever they'd believe
You missed the train and now you're gone
To join the faceless everyone
You're a name on a phone list I've crossed off
I've pushed you back to square one
And if I fall then I'll stand back up
Because learning how to run is half the fun
Somehow I know that there must be something better
No one's gonna have power over me
If there's a sign above the door (over you)
That says you have to hang your coat
But you're wanting me to pay the doorman with my soul
I think that I'll be moving on
Your witch's web is hanging over my sleep
My one half lies awake, the other in a dream
Somehow I know that there must be something better
No one's gonna have power over me.
Lesbian Prunes
Okay--I'd like to believe I am progressive enough to accept the gay marriage thing-but when CNN.com decides to use this picture on it's headline today for licenses being handed out in SF--it's not quite okay with me.
I'd almost prefer a picture of two dudes duking it out with their tongues.
...almost.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
We are Made of Star Stuff.
London (UK) - Scientists from the Imperial College of London claim to have found evidence that life on our planet did not originate from Earth itself. For the first time, the scientists say, it is confirmed that an important component of early genetic material found in meteorite fragments is of extraterrestrial origin.
We had a lot of space and alien stories lately, with one particular interesting making even the Larry King show. But any of that material could be considered insignificant, if Zita Martins’ claims, a research associate at the Department of Earth Science and Engineering of the Imperial College, are in fact correct. According to the researcher, at least parts of the raw material that are believed to have been required to create the first molecules of DNA and RNA may be of extraterrestrial origin.
Martins and her colleagues said they discovered uracil and xanthine, which are precursors to the molecules that make up DNA and RNA and are known as nucleobases in rock fragments of the Murchison meteorite, which crashed in Australia in 1969. She explained that “early life may have adopted nucleobases from meteoritic fragments for use in genetic coding which enabled them to pass on their successful features to subsequent generations."
Apparently, the researchers were successful in proving that the molecules came from space and were not a result of contamination when the meteorite landed on Earth. What supports Martins claims is the fact that meteor showers are believed to have been common several billions of years ago on Earth: “Between 3.8 to 4.5 billion years ago large numbers of rocks similar to the Murchison meteorite rained down on Earth at the time when primitive life was forming,” the press release from the Imperial College reads. “The heavy bombardment would have dropped large amounts of meteorite material to the surface on planets like Earth and Mars.”
Mark Sephton, also of Imperial's Department of Earth Science and Engineering, believes this research is an important step in understanding how early life might have evolved. "Because meteorites represent left over materials from the formation of the solar system, the key components for life - including nucleobases - could be widespread in the cosmos,” he said. “As more and more of life's raw materials are discovered in objects from space, the possibility of life springing forth wherever the right chemistry is present becomes more likely."
The findings are published in the journal Earth and Planetary Science Letters.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Go Dennis! Go!
Kucinich has balls of iron and he's on our side. It takes guts to stand up against Machine: Bush. He's a saint and a true American. It's about time we started talking about what is wrong with this regime on the very floor we should be. Five years too late, yes--but I appreciate the gesture and so should you.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
You've got to Pray just to make it today!!!
I was thinking about the power of prayer today--or it's supposed power. Now, I'd like to strip the act away from the ideology that it is associated with, mainly religion. Desperation makes people pray--even devout Atheists have been know to take part in the act when painted into a corner.
But what is that?
That desperate need to connect with the power in control when life becomes overwhelming, dire, or in the worst case, life-threatening? Maybe it's that understanding that we're not in control all the time--which I think is true. Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm not a religious guy--but I consider myself spiritual--whatever that means. I find myself praying at times when my soul yearns for an exit strategy. Does this make me religious? Hardly. Spiritual? Not Likely.
Instead, prayer makes me human. And humans, at times, want to hand the reigns over to someone else and take a coffee break from life. It's not so much an acknowledgment of a higher power as much as it is an acknowledgment that life is complicated and sometimes we need to face off with ourselves in order to save ourselves. An ego reflection in the mind's eye, for all you stoners reading this.
So don't feel bad if you have to drop to a knee every once in awhile, clasp your hands together and shed a few drops from the ducts. It's natural. It's poignant. And sometimes, it's necessary. Nobody will think ill of you and most times, this purge of emotions can be cathartic and you'll find you can sleep better.
Just a thought...
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
A Pock on Your Lips
I’m a believer in the modern theory of the Apocalypse. Now, you may ask what this modern theory is? Well, I think it’s a state of mind that is perpetuated throughout the annals of modern media. Apocalypse isn’t the end of days per se—but the promise that the downward waterslide we’re all on will pay off…someday. Apocalypse today is slow as molasses, doom at a snail’s crawl. Where death by a blinding light isn’t an instant realization before the meteorite hits the ground and vaporizes us all— instead it’s an inevitable turn of events—a time when we say, collectively, “so this is it, seems too late.”
Will it get better? Will the masses usurp the media and bring the balance back to those who truly have it? I think so. More the point, I hope so. Darkness leads to light…
…and vice versa.
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