Many Ear Rumbling Teravibes  

    Sanctuary pudding. Tango fortresses fortify my clandestine sanctuary. Fortification saves your cigars from gravy. Yeah. You save it from warm liquids which quickly cool. Camel back spiders. Camel spiders quench. Numb your limb and eat it. I am telling you. Numb your limb and eat it. Get me my Smith Corona so I can type a real thing without being becoming zronpurux. A meticulous lobotomy is what they will give me after a typing of any lengthy proportion.

    I know Robins of sons exist. I know Ashes of Von exist. I know Norra of Anders exist. I know Raveling of Ravels exist. I know Cases of Torms. I know something about opening windows and doors. There is a will among Wilks. I also know how to move quietly, creep across creepy wood floors. I’d like to know the first among us. Is there one? Is there a Primus? Crap. There is a lot of insanity within a few socketoweea songs! BOOM! There was a bomb (home made) that went off in the distance. Don’t worry, you will not die. It has ended. Just one reminder. Listen to that Miscellaneous Debris or you will never experience vibrations that can occur within one half hour.

Don’t Die!

P.S. Thank You, Avon

February 24, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, Music

Give me a Morphsuit  

    One thing I would really like and need is a Morphsuit. Ever since I knew how green-screening worked, I have wanted one for using with green-screens and as part of my wardrobe.

    It seems like everyone wants to get out on a trip. The other day, I was with a big car group. There were three families in the car, besides me. They had all moved out of the state to nice warm places and moved back! The women all talked about how crazy they were for doing it. Then everyone turned their focus on me and called me crazy for never leaving. They said I’m young and full of vigor, that I should have moved somewhere warm since I could. They told me they were happy to have Rach and me in the Hall, despite the fact that we were crazy for staying in this frigid state.

    There is one less suit I can wear to meetings until I sew the button back on the pants. I sat down and it shot off inside my jacket like a bouncy ball in a box. What shock! One thing that has been getting me out and exercising is Geocaching. It involves GPS and hidden "treaure." Well, it is moreso the thrill of the hunt. It is like a worldwide hide and seek game where you hide containers with nearly worthless loot in them. It is a good way to get out and explore places you might not otherwise go. I have gone for a few hikes this winter to Geocache. At the begnining of the winter I went out into the middle of a lake and started a fire. It was great.

    In the picture on the left (click to enlarge) I was the only one who had been out there since it snowed. There were no tracks on the lake or trail when I went out. After assessing the lake, I determined where the center of the lake was, the best I could. There was a wealth of dry wood around, so I dragged out as much as I could and burned it all, had some coffee and a sandwich. Then after a while had some brandy. There must be some way of convincing Rach to join me on these types of expeditions.

    If anyone is up for winter camping let me know. KC and I are definitely going to give it a shot sometime soon it will be fun. We will fish, eat, have a fire, maybe have a few drinks and camp out like the olden days… except we will have high quality synthetic materials to keep us warm and probably use a lighter to start the fire… drive to the location in a heated car and sleep in the frozen woods for no reason but to have fun.

February 12, 2010 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature, Technology

Eye Lookers Get Stuff in em!  

    These are several pictures that I have been planning on posting.

    Some of these pictures were a pixilated in certain spots because we were in the middle of a big city and had to carry protection. Just want to make sure it didn’t offend anyone that came across this baby.

    We cannot be blamed for what we do when under the influence of Aphex Twin!

December 17, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature

Concurrent Versions of the Brain  

    First Walleye in my HANDS! Ate them. My first one was 10 inches long… I snagged it! Ooops! That’s illegal! DNR man not happy.
    Bigger fish yield well. Walleye look like little sea monsters who want to desicrate your throat. They have the teensiest of fangs and eyes but no eye sockets! Yocka bo-zocka! They are almost big enough to cuddle but that would be like trying to cuddle a big bar of Sandle-wood soap. They are slippy dippy.

    At work last weekend I got a call to help a customer at the customer service desk (the “boat house”). It was very bothering because I was trying to get work done so I could get some things listed on eBay and GunBroker. When I got out to the boat house, no one was there. Then I heard someone say my name in an A.D.H.D. sort of way. It was my uncle! The last time I saw him was… way to long ago. It was great because I had been thinking of him for quite some time. His father-in-law was with him. He invited me to go fishing with him. We went… and his father-in-law, a pretty old dark horse type, had chart-plotter (GPS for boats) units all over the place on his fishing boat. He had an Aqua-Vu (under water camera system) and high tech depth/fish finder. It was very cool to see. After that experience I found out how worthless fishfinders are. The chart-plotter came in handy though. You can see the structure of the lake and find your way back in the dark! It was an experience.
    It turned out to be a great night. The moon was out and the stars are amazing up here. You can see the haze of the Milky Way like a haze of fog drifting in the air. Plus I experienced an awesome time fishing with my uncle. I told him to come up for ice fishing this winter. He sounded excited about it. Hopefully he will be able to and I will get to write about another memorable experience with him.

Snag

To hook a fish externally that has not tried to bite on your lure/bait.

    Rach is not home tonight so I make fish and wild rice food for me. She no like wild rice. Music for tonight is George Harrison….. what… I think the song that just started has a mantre in it because I think there was a lyric in there about Herr Krushna… hmmm. Pretty sure he’s at least singing about the Herr Krushna. This dude rocks some dackle saddle crops. Vinyl is good sound. Mars Volta sounds great on vinyl toozies.

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    Just through in a Jefferson Airplane album. Tonight I decided to listen to some old records I picked up when I was experimenting with music. Just listened to a little Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young but wasn’t in the mood. I used to listen to them a lot when I was nineteen. Jefferson Airplane is sleep enducingly boring but good for background noise.

Notes to self for future wonderment:

• Words stuck in my head for years:
  • Karate Chop Massacre (From that night of long jambles and cackle blathers to Shannon and David)
  • Screemin’ Urithras (Dave Anderson.. thanks. It is a funny image in the head)
  • Poop Horse (One day it pooped popped into my head)
  • Watch out for Slim Pete! (Mulch beneath the feet in Avon at Blue Grass Festival. Chubby boy exits bus.)
  • Bogdoxy (Ry Wilks… thanks, James-ah Joyce-ah rock-sah!)
• A rodent in the wall makes your wife want to bawl.
• Missesseses Robinson-ah! Woah, woah, woah… you just put in Simon and Garfungckle (Thank Rach… wouldn’t have experienced, if it weren’t for you)
• Joe Demajio – did you play baseball?
• Percy was a scavanger little lich when he turned up in the gutter but we love him today. He thinks I saved him because I slept with him when he was a kitten and he cried and almost cut open my eye-lid. I guess I didn’t really sleep. Rachel also saved him. I thought he might have rabbies and said we should leave him in the gutter. How could I!? (¡Gracias RaeRav!)
• Jeff Abbott where are you and your wife. Maybe I will be that guy on your couch that you make breakfast for. You won’t recognize me because I will have a beard. Don’t worry that will be okay then. Remember when we watched the lunar eclipse. Beautiful!
• Pink Floyd, driving the overnight, watching her sleep. First time I saw a Beautiful girl! Haven’t stopped since then.
• Get yourself a ribon for your Smith-Corona.
  • Remember where you found that?! At the Palisades sitting in the lobby of the 550. Rock! Got a free Smith-Corona.
• Float. Fly. Liquid air. Breath under water. Phantasm.
• Remember when your body got warm. Feels like you could lie on needles and be comfortable? The climbing vines with blooming and de-blooming flowers. The amazement and wonder at seeing the earthquake christmas lights.
• Neu Ulm. Mein Frau und Mich das Radio spielte. Deutsch essen war gut.

October 01, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General, Nature, Technology

Craigs for Bem  

    The past few days I have been listening to The Blood Brothers. They give me spider fingers and beaver tail tongue… They are amazing.

Note: See the pictures at the bottom when you are done reading. They go along with this post. Pictures in my posts will soon be common. It is much more fun. Zugggggggaaaah.

    Craigslist has pushed in the the far stretches of Earth and added a section for Bemidji, Minnesota. There is also a Brainerd, Minnesota section which may have just appeared as well. Since there aren’t many postings in Bemidji yet I decided to add a posting in the “Free” section. Apparently it goes against the Craigslist guidelines so it was flagged and taken down. Only one person had a chance to responde to my posting for a free glass of water. He was interested but wasn’t sure about the item when he emailed me saying: “I can’t tell from the picture but is that glass half full or half empty?”.

    Abe contacted me the other day… wish I could join him. September, 11^th really takes the fun out of things though… all I picture happening are people having a great time, just being gloomy the whole time or being raided by the F.B.I (^{J. Edgar Hoover}). Either way it will certainly be fun… its going to be held at residence of Abe, Alex… and the rest of them. Wish I was there. 9-11 baby!

    Recently, went on a long drive. Stopped in a little town and saw that some kid was looking for work. Resisted the urge to call the number. Would have felt bad.

    Tonight, on the Super One bulletin board, I saw a flyer for a walk to prevent suicide… sounds like a lazy way to prevent suicide. It made me wonder how many people who drive electric wheel chairs join this walk.

    Its starting to change colors a tiny, tiny bit here. Mushrooms are popping up and I wish I had a book to tell me if I will enjoy eating them or die a horrible vomiting death. Mushrooms and Sardines are on my tongue lately. There must be some way of making those tastes converge into an Earth shatering taste craft.

    B ƒ L… Rach and I finally got to spend a day together. We walked around town and visited this amazing! rock garden a block away from our house. There is a stream and rocks and flowers! It is great. It was so nice to spend time together and relax for once. It makes me sort of happy that winter is nearing. My job will be less hours and we will be together in the house staying warm together.

September 05, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, General, Technology

Scalding Hydrocephalus and Other Membrainzah  

    Sinking chins and finny things. Actually… my friend, Actually, is a funny gunzopo. Tan Dog and the Tam Cat come to visit us soon with sail-boat in queue as well as other sea fairing vesels. Dreams of nubs in place of apendage lanks are very good. Discomfortable conversation and atmosphation are always right up my alley… if its not there a wrench in someones’ brains are always something that will get us there.

    Dreamed last night I was stuck in the mall… the mall that always is in my brain. Things I destroy or build are always that way next time I visit. Sometimes others who must visit my dreams while I am not there destroy them! Who are you! If you keep spray painting my favorite store I will catch you and jail you in my least favorite store! It sucks there!

Good night.

August 10, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, Dreams, General

Convention Mania  

    At the convention we got a new DVD, all about creation, and found out we are getting a new song book! It is nice to be the last convention of the year because none of us will have to hold back from telling about the new releases or anything!

    There were so many great points, simple ones but enormous at the same time, about keeping your mind focused on signs that will make us aware unseen things going on. It was amazing to have a convention like this. It was amazing! The drama was also great. Everything was so realistic. All of the things David’s so called friends were doing and saying to him were things people did and said to me… except for crashing a car because of drunk driving. I never crashed a car when I was under the influence of anything but fun.

    Also, I have been thinking for some time about quiting my job and doing web-design or web-development work. If anyone knows of someone who does this type of work who is looking for someone that could work from home let me know. I know it is rare but if I could do a little work like that and make enough money it would be great.

    What would this post be without pictures!?

August 03, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, General, Technology

Zronpux… add it to your Vocabulary  

    A-von, a friend of Rachel’s and mine invented a new word. It is probably one of the best words I have ever heard of. She deligated to me the job of creating the definition.

Zronpux [zrawn-puhks, zron-puhks]

-noun

The negative effects of electronic visual stimulation and/or too much space travel

Use: After arriving home from Pico 7 the boy watched his favorite television show then, later, slaughtered his family. Doctors said it was due to Zronpux.

-adjective

An ill minded feeling that results from electronic visual stimulation and/or too much space travel.

Use: After a long day of online schooling in the Zethron Sector of Bremtha 9, the girl complained of feeling Zronpux so her parents proceeded with a thorough course of lobotomies.

    Norra, Adnaram and Yme have left. It was great having them around. Yme is so fun to have around. It is nice to see a little, cute, soft baby. Norra made some awesome ribs and he caught the biggest Sunnies. It is a shame I cannot send them to him. It is possible that I will attemp Sushi with one fillet. If it is success I will re-attempt it when we visit them next.

    Rach and I cannot wait to visit them at their place. Norra told me he was going to give his neighbors money to do something crazy so our visit will out-do the last, when the neighbors rolled their truck in the middle of the road and tornadoes disturbed our sleep. Shooting the gun Norra found in his attic will surely make it a memorable experience. You bring the gun, I’ll bring the ammo. Just tell me the type of gun.

    After typing a little and looking at this computer screen I am feeling a little zronpux. Before I become anymore zronpux I should turn off my computer and chop off my hands.

July 27, 2009 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, General, Technology

The Chocolate Shoppe Chap  

    There is a story I wrote in early 2005 that has been on my mind for a couple of months now. I wanted to read it and see if I still liked it. It is probably one of my favorite ones. This is the reason I still keep my old blog active. There are a number of stories like this one.

    Maybe I will try to get it published some day. The story goes as follows:

i’m not to blame, for i cannot help that it tastes so good…

   Walking through isles of chocolate, sugars and candies can get you quite hungry. Walking one day on my way down the street the Billy Belly Boy barren with blubber blew his blither blather over my way,”Come with me to the candy shoppe store and we’ll have a good time i say!”
   ”That we must do if we are to have ourselves a good day. We shall eat some candy and chocolate my friend if we go over that way.” i shoved through the air with my throat on that day. We walked side by side to the chocolate shoppe to find what we would on that certain day.
   The shoppe door opened with a frivolous sound, the bells jingled and the speakers from above played that severed sivle sound, and no that isn’t a song, it’s a sound. He went his way and i went mine to find whatever our mouths did long. While wondering the isles feeling fwong and sig dwong i could not believe what my eyes came upon. There was dancing and cheering that went on within as i stared at, what i felt i did win. It was Baby Beef Batter and Wiz Cries With Brim. Never seeing or knowing this sort of thing could touch your lips i took the box and shook it for my mind then did wonder what was in this box with such a draw and a shine.
   Walking to the front i did not take my time, i walked fast because then it wasn’t running… at least in my mind. For there were signs in this chocolate shoppe store that said “no running no shouting i do not have the time!” and i did not want to break them, those rules on the sign. When i got to the counter and paid for mine i whispered quite loudly, remember the sign,”Hey blithering buddy, i had just seen the time, i fear i am late and must flap and flim flime. i bid thee adieu and good luck i hope you find what is right for you.”
   For quite some time i had not seen the blithering blubber boy who’d led me to find that magic that touched my lips. He had disappeared, the TV had said a few times. i had figured he’d probably be dead by this time. Upon hearing this news i thought it would be good if i went back on down to the chocolate shoppe for a day. It was what he’d want me to do, the little blithering blathering blubber boy that led me to my baby beef batter. Walking through the isles, what i had come for i could not find. It was what i’d longed for for quite some time so i went to the spot where it was, what i thought i would find. Instead when i looked there was another box that had a good shine. Upon it’s smooth blumby bum, bimbly exterior read the words “Blither Blather Blubber Boy Batter, Better Bet Big Buck That IT’S GOOD!”
   And it was… good that is.

September 18, 2008 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations

Polar Goldie Cats and the Scripting World Meeting in an odd Way  

    There is this band I have really been into for quite a few years now. They are called Polar Goldie Cats. They play, somewhat, technical, instrumental music that makes you want to lurch around your apartment scarring people who look up at your window. At the same time it is upbeat, in a way, and sort of epoch in a blasé sort of way.

Geeky Stuff – If it doesn’t interest you read below this paragraph

    At the same time I listen to that group I am just finishing up a few final touches for the first script I have ever written! Last night after, probably too long a time, messing around with simple user input from the Bash shell I finished a temporary version of the script but now it is ready to go. There is no real title for it yet but what it does is make the file extensions of any .JPG files lowercase. We all know that uppercase extensions on any file are a pile of disaster and phlegm. Eventually the script will work with JPGs with lowercase extensions but the whole reason it was created was to fix the uppercase extensions my digital camera produces. If you are interested in the script, which works in Bash take a look at my script website for the source code and other info.

    In other topics a friend of mine sent me a police report that someone had taken a picture of and aptly so because it read:

Wal-Mart: Police receive a report of a newborn infant found in a trash can. Upon further investigation, officers discover it was only a burrito.

    This was funny to me. I had to reply so I switched the image up a bit and replied with my version: Read the rest of this entry »

May 28, 2008 by flipjargendy
Categorized: Creations, General, Music

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