Monday, November 17, 2008

Experimenting with Roman Numerals Day XXI


It has been established through the exertions of others I might add that commas are really not ever needed and that with a series of connector words and or full stops an author could essentially write an entire novel without ever using one . A comma I mean .
Froget your English teacher and so what if you occasionally misspell a word as long as everyone knows what you’re trying to say why sweat a couple misplaced letters. Commas appear to be a preference and not the rule or so I have read .
Actually every country has its own punctuation rules and every author has his or her own interpretation so there that’s my story and I’m sticking to it . The more famous an author you are the more quirky you are allowed to be although the critics may disagree . So what if they argue for one point or the other it is really only the readers that count and of course the dollars they will shell out for a favorite author’s new novel .
That is all I have to say about that and I sincerely hope that you all have a groovy day or night whichever applies best to your circumstance . Toodles .
Did Andy Warhol (spellcheck wants to make him a warthog) ever do a series on punctuation ?
I guess the lowly semi-colon isn’t as exciting as a soup can .


Sunday, November 16, 2008

Experimenting with Roman Numerals Day XX .


Faces , and the faces that the faces wear . It’s a put on . In this new world , this future age , we can carry extra faces and around every corner we can open our face bag and exchange one face for another . Look , up the street is a man who’s face doesn’t match his gait . It is a wonky and aimless way he ambles in and amongst the crowd , while his face is confident and goal orientated . We meet , and we trade legs . Now our legs match our faces . Today is Tuesday , I think my old Tuesday face no longer reflects my modern Tuesday sensibility , so I’m going to the face store , Faces , for a one of those popular faddish faces . And a cappuccino . Face you later .

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Experimenting with Roman Numerals , What the heck Day am i on now ?XIIX or something ?

Berries : Look , don't eat .

Today’s Seldom Horoscope and Not News for the Faint of Heart & Please ignore this DRIVEL !
Great news , sprouts : tonight you’ll be getting a little wiggle room as Saturn and 2/3’s of his moons are slathered in sublime equilibrium with the revised magnetic poles of the new Geo-Confabulation engine at Port Monsnouts in San Puerto .
And that of course means that now , for a limited time only , you can drill through shale with a calibrated yellowwood bit . Also , brown is a good color for the week and your fancy keyword -- good for establishing contacts and super great deals -- is : Full Moon . And to elaborate , Miss Woody Smithhelper is engaged to be married to … an ancient Warthog manager a.k.a. editor of Feed Yourself with a Spoon and also without a doubt the finest man ever to turn Playdough into a fantastic Thanksgiving side dish . Recipes available through his blog and Facebook account ; avoid staring directly at pixilated images of Mr. Booph . That’s his name .
Only confirmed spies (all confirmed spies log on for a superior key word ) have a better key word this period and it is “ ************** ” , pronounced with a Cuban accent and slight genuflect . For lizards a change of color from scarlet to umber on the palms and lower squeltch is mandatory .
From the land of the Bass-Ackward Lizard People I have collected some beans in my pocket ; into each has been carved with Chinese characters the twelve monuments of Peru , and a senator’s mailing address complete with a portrait of his wife making bunny ears with Crisp , the Hawaiian spokes-hare of Kellogg’s Salty Chocolaty Breakfast Crisps , sold only in the UK .
Major dos : Do drink 8 ounces of water and swallow one pill ; do nod at passing soaker-headers ; do ignore preening beavers .
Major don’ts : Don’t make planetary purchases or drive fast into cones or cone-headed citizens . If you must smoke then only smoke left handed underwater and snorkel less . Smoke Trees are exempt ; as are their cleaning-gnomes .
Also , tomorrow is another day , confirmed by NASA engineers .


Fire !

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Searching for a new Roman Numeral TTYQWERTY

Forget the day , as it’s a fly-by , a song on the wind , blown hither and yon from lips to the monarch’s parcel route , shrouded by wispy cloud matter into the jet stream over hills into valleys and out into the warm breath of the gulf .


The immortal bug croons on a waft of melancholy and drifts into through and around space , or the atmosphere , like a lollygagger out of control … a habitual lackadaisical dunderhead … a flower sniffing hobo set adrift on the seas of fate high and high on life .


No such nonsense , just a penchant for a sweet bouquet and so ends this flight of fancy , for the winged are as we are and pulled by the gravity of existence into the depths of our surroundings … engulfed by life and beleaguered by a tendency to feed and survive .


So feed , on cake , and burst free . Fly , fly , fly .

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Roman numerals , blah blah blah . Whatever .


"I'm convinced that time travel is impossible.


"If it were , then everything would be different ; better .


"... but maybe time travel would just screw things up more . Every time the traveler tried to fix something it , he would just screw something else up .


"Actually , i'm convinced that time travel is possible , and is actually going on ! "


Sunday, September 14, 2008

Experimenting w/Roman Numerals Day EX-VEE-EYE

Update on Hadron Collider Calamity !



Breathing a temporary sigh of relief , it seems we are all still here in one piece at this moment in time , unless we are existing in an alternate universe as a joke or something . Still , the stock market seems to have taken a huge hit as rumours of our demise are overstated , yet still undetermined , and hackers are now in control of the collider because scientists had pirated 60,000 computers to evaluate the results of the atoms and protons and such colliding willy-nilly into each other and the on/off switch is seemingly stuck and no one can figure out which plug needs to be pulled to turn it off since there are a lot of plugs all strung out over the entire countryside into every house within a thousand kilometer radius . It is a mess .



Until the data is compiled and decoded and analyzed within a petabyte , we will not be sure if we still exist in or not ... considering the mountain of data still to be dissected , we will probably not know for certain for a week or a month ; until then live your life like it's your last day on Earth .



Toodles .

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Experimenting with Roman numerals , day XIV .

Do Over !

Tomorrow is the day that civilization has been working its way toward for a good many years .
I think the troglodytes may have supposed it , or dreamed it . Their dreams were probably what did them in ... once they figured out the uselessness of it all they all sat down around the fire and smoked funny plants until the neanderthals came in and stole all their stuff and that was that .
So what. Probably not the way it all went down ...

Back to tomorrow , in Switzerland , home of whom is arguably the greatest tennis player that ever lived . In several billion years the new universe will have no inkling of tennis or Switzerland or the greatest last latest super collider in the world , a world which no longer exists and in fact maybe never even did !

Hold onto your socks ! Oops , they no longer exist .

So here's the proof that we humans on the planet Earth in the Milky Way galaxy are the most advanced civilization in the universe or anywhere conceivable or for that matter inconceivable :
We have created the fantastic Super Collider .
Of course , we aren't the first .
This is a scenario that has been played out , maybe , several dozen times , perhaps even several million times , and God is just waiting for us to flip that switch ... again .

The Large Hadron Collider (LCR) outside of Geneva is , after decades and billions of dollars , ready to heat up and reveal all of the mysteries of the universe . Scientists believe that by bouncing protons into each other at the speed of light that they will recreate the big bang and find out what the stars are made of , what is dark matter , what is the meaning of life , how is Brittany Spears possible ? You know , all the really big questions .

Some people , important people , think that this experiment will actually create mini black holes that will swallow up Europe , oh well , and then everything else in the vicinity ; meaning you and me and even the entire Beatles' catalogue . All of our stuff ! Egad .

Other important people say 'Bumpkiss' . Apparently they are the more important people because the experiment is going to go off without a hitch . Are we doomed ? Most say 'no' .

Ha !

Here's how it will go down : When Peter Higgs throws the switch tomorrow the protons will in a split nano second or even maybe probably much much less then that squirt around the 27 km circular track buried under Switzerland and will in fact accurately recreate the big bang . It will be spectacular ... only God and his posse will witness it ... as every particle everywhere on Earth and the universe is sucked back into one tiny little speck of nothing that will hover like an irritable itch for an instant then in an impossibly magnificent spasm explode and create a whole new expanding universe .

And that is how it goes ; every time a civilization becomes advanced enough to create a really cool super collider , it decides to use it and doing so destroys itself by recreating itself . Weird .

We have basically created a big reset button .