November 17, 2012

I must roll my own (Part II)

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Locked!?!?!? With or without discussion!?!?!? Moot point -- it bites!!!
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NOW it's Meta -- thanks.
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You've opened up another flank for "The Attack of The 50-ft Lounge".
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NOBODY EXPECTS THE LOUNGISH INQUISITION!!!
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November 17, 2012

I must roll my own.

November 17, 2012

Nobody plays (and sings) "Chopsticks" like Marilyn Monroe plays (and sings) "Chopsticks".

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If you click on the title of this clip at the top of the video, you'll be taken to its
YouTube page. If you look to the right, you'll see that you can watch the full
movie of "Some Like It Hot"... which has perhaps the most courageous (for its
time) and funniest final line in cinema history -- "Nobody's perfect.".
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From "The Seven-Year Itch" -- arguably the second-funniest film ever made (right
behind her "Some Like It Hot&quot .
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November 17, 2012

I'm still looking for a place to live where I can have a cat (and maybe a little less...

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... housemate stress.
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Housemate #1 (the prison guard) moved out about 6 weeks ago -- his Phoenix-based GF
(wife?) gave him a "transfer-or-else" ultimatum, I think. Ambivalent about that -- he wa
EXTREMELY passive-aggressive (the unexplained silent treatment was a favorite tool).
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Housemate #2 (the contractor who gets an occassional gig captaining and shuttling yachts
for wealthy people when they make their MAJOR seasonal moves between here and ports
far south). Very reclusive and even anti-social, but decent enough and even interesting
when he DOES talk... and again, NO trouble.
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Housemate #3 is me. Flawless.
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Housemate #4 has been more transient than Murphy Brown's administrative assistants.
All varying degrees of major league assholes but one -- a man in his 70's awaiting
sentencing for getting caught a SECOND time smuggling pot into the U.S. -- he was the
only decent human being to stay in that room out of the 7 or 8 that have stayed there in
the three years that I have been here, but he had cancer that worsened and he had to
move up to Phoenix to be closer to his aggressive treatment.
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This last one seemed decent enough. Prison in his past (I didn't ask for what). No big
deal. Did his time. Paid his dues. LATE Tuesday night, this woman knocks on the door
and says her iPhone had been stolen from the bar where she worked and she had
GPS-traced it to inside our house.
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I didn't believe her and told her I wasn't going to wake up my two working housemates
who had to get up early. An hour or so later, the police were knocking at the door. They
asked if they could come inside and I refused (even innocent, I'm no dummy). They
told me they wanted the phone and weren't interested in filling out any paperwork... but
would be happy if they got the phone.
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I finally agreed to get the other two guys. Got the contractor and he sleepily stumbled
out. "Not him" said phonewoman. The other guy comes out, iPhone in hand (it was
ringing as the officer was calling it) and just handed it over and turned away, That was
it. Lucky, lucky lowlife idiot.
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I was ready to go talk to the landlord tomorrow... ex-con was fine, but neither of us
other two wanted to live with an ACTIVE petty thief, but he moved out tonight.
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Arrrggghhh.
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He left a MESS in the kitchen sink, but it's OK. He also left some beer (he was a barfly
AND a 12-pack a night home drinker). I figure there's JUST enough beer to compensate
me for cleaning up the sink.
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Funny how things work out that way.
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November 16, 2012

Talk about your "Nanny State". You know that warning about an erection lasting more than 4 hours?

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From my teenaged years, I seem to remember one that lasted for more than 4 years.
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I mourn the passing of the All-American male.
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His time, indeed, has um, you know... um... well... come and gone.
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November 16, 2012

HORNY!!!

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Just sayin'!!!
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(note to potential jury: just a cockycat thread)
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November 15, 2012

When we had our all-original band, the rhythm guitarist and I used to get together to work...

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... on acoustic versions of what the entire band would eventually play as electric music.
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These sessions would always start with us getting pleasantly stoned (we would record
EVERYTHING to make up for our short-term memory handicaps).
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Half the time, he would be listening to music in his room when I arrived and here's how the
first hour or two of THOSE sessions would ALWAYS progress:
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1. Get some soon-to-be-much-needed drinks -- depending on the season, either hot green or
herbal tea or ice-cold lemonade or sodas or iced tea.
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2. Smoke a bowl or three of fairly impressive pot. Laugh a lot. Not notice that our conversation
was tapering off to absolute silence.
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3. Get lost in wonderful introspection and/or enjoyment brought about by the mellow music
that had been pretty much background noise, but was now all-encompassing.
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4. My returning to being in the moment after about an hour or so (it was always me) and asking
who the hell was making such incredible music.
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5. It was ALWAYS Dead Can Dance. I never ever recognized or remembered their music later.
But it was aways them.
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6. We would go on to have an enjoyable and productive session -- figuring out paces and rhythms
and lyrics and arrangements for new material to be presented to the full band at our next
rehearsal.
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That's basically what I think this YouTube video is -- John and Paul and George getting together
at George's house for a pretty rough first draft (probably more likely second or third draft)
of what would mostly be songs in The White Album.
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I love this kind of early first draft demo type of stuff -- partly because I remember how much
fun and rewarding that part of the creative process could be.
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Enjoy.
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On edit:
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0:00 Intro
1:12 Cry Baby Cry
2:42 Child of Nature
5:25 The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill
8:15 I'm So Tired
11:24 Yer Blues
15:00 Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey
18:00 What's the New Mary Jane
20:39 Revolution
24:49 While My Guitar Gently Weeps
27:29 Circle
29:47 Sour Milk Sea
33:22 Not Guilty
36:36 Piggies
38:42 Julia
42:47 Blackbird
45:02 Rocky Raccoon
47:49 Back in the U.S.S.R
50:50 Honey Pie
52:54 Mother Nature's Son
55:09 Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
58:08 Junk
1:00:46 Dear Prudence
1:05:27 Sexy Sadie
1:07:52 Spiritual Regeneration
1:10:22 Spiritual Christmas.
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November 8, 2012

MiddleFingerMom has gone into hiding. Please do NOT tell him if and when it's safe. Don't do it.

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November 8, 2012

Quite the athlete, MiddleFingerMom was universally described as "gazelle-like". (DIAL-UP WARNING!!!)

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November 8, 2012

Surefire Guide for Training Your Cat:

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