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but I'm turning 32 on the 24th. Here in San Jose, I don't go out, don't do anything, kinda lucky to have that option but it's wearing me down. I need to get outside. Do things with people. Stuff. Yes. More pity? Last year I lost my job the week before, canceled the party as to not spend money, then got sick. Whoohoo! So anyhow, I'll figure out something... but anyone (heather, I'll text you in the morning) who's in the bay area weekend after next, I'd love to get together and have drinks or something. I don't know. Something. |
I'm a dirty old man with to much time on his hands. |
it so happens that my birthday is on the 23rd. i will be...old. i planned to spend it in an alleyway with a case of wine. but if you happened to be in fort worth, i'd love to meet up with you somewhere and let you molest me. beggars can't be choosers. |
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actually, i will be at arts 5th avenue that night. www.artsfifthavenue.org/ i happen to have the same birthday as django reinhardt. i'm going with my boss, who was once a jazz singer. by the way, happy birthday la. |
other Friday I'd be up for it. :) |
next..... bwaha. I'm going to make some kind of cake, but not my dream cake because plums aren't in season. Dream cake is probably more of a coffee cake than a birthday cake anyway. You live in California, Antigone? I've long since forgotten where you are. And droopy, sometime we'll have to get together and play ukulele. Though I never practice. And I live a long ways from Texas still. We've always been dirty here, some older than others. I'm just now getting to the point where I'm not horrified to admit it. la has always preferred wine to molestation. Lately I've been quaffing a sparkling pinot grigio and using the bottle to roll out pizza dough. |
head to birthday partiness. |
we may never be able to meet in person, but perhaps we could create some kind of online ukulele club here on sorabji. we can call it sorabji ukulele club kings (SUCK). this evening, i bought a bottle of wine using change collected from a pickle jar. |
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tomorrow. Oops. I've gotten to the point where I'm really bad at communicating. I notice I've got an email and I week later I *might* respond.... don't feel like I've got much to say. But I did say I'd text you. Um. |
I got it eons ago with S&H green stamps. |
Berkeley half-time now, I should ping you when I'm down next. |
listening to Beethoven, washing dishes, looking busy but doing nothing, just as i like it. birthday carnalities expected to occur at a midtown hotel and some place north of here. |
by the way, everybody send me your unused ukuleles. |
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do you know what ukulele means in hawaiian? don't cheat and google it. |
it's not like i was one of those guys who obsessively researched the instrument once i got one. and not once, in all of the years i've been frequenting ukulele websites, has this subject ever come up. what does "ukulele" actually mean? |
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the word ukulele is an analogy to the sound of the music of an ukulele. uku is hawaiian for "bug". lele means to hop, jump, or leap. it also means to behave in a a happy, upbeat manner. to do a little jig. so ukulele means a happy, jumping bug. |
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oh, and in hawaiian it's pronounced oo-koo-LEY-ley |
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you are a genius for figuring out how to view source. really, you should be making a million bucks a year for that kind of genius. but there are more than 2 people in new york, and many of us access via IP addresses that look the same to you. you'll make two million bucks a year if you figure that out. onward and upward! |
this board he would just edit the IPs himself, or have some posting mechanism for funging them. This is his construct, after all. |
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incantations. |
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Pepper. you are confused. jack does the color things. Mark does not do the color things. Provide a link if you think Mark has done a color thing. He hasn't, that jack knows of. A couple of other people, like Antigone, also did color things at times. But Mark did not, at least that jack ever saw. you think Mark and jack are the same person. they are not. that's what i'm telling you. you can believe whatever you want, but do you like being wrong? |
Being wrong means you can then be right. |
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I can also do this. Because a long time ago, Jack taught me. :) |
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It's spiders all the way down. |
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in the stumps of old trees, where the hearts have rotted out, there are holes the length of a man’s arm, and dank pools at the bottom where the rain gathers and old leaves turn to lace, and the beak of a dead bird gapes like a trap. But do not put your hand down to see, because in the stumps of old trees with rotten hearts, where the rain gathers and the laced leaves and the dead bird like a trap, there are holes the length of a man’s arm, and in every crevice of the rotten wood grow weasel’s eyes like molluscs, their lids open and shut with the tide. But do not put your hand down to see, because in the stumps of old trees where the rain gathers and the trapped leaves and the beak and the laced weasel’s eyes, there are holes the length of a man’s arm, and at the bottom a sodden bible written in the language of rooks. But do not put your hand down to see, because in the stumps of old trees where the hearts have rotted out there are holes the length of a man’s arm where the weasels are trapped and the letters of the rook language are laced on the sodden leaves, and at the bottom there is a man’s arm. But do not put your hand down to see, because in the stumps of old trees where the hearts have rotted out there are deep holes and dank pools where the rain gathers, and if you ever put your hand down to see, you can wipe it in the sharp grass till it bleeds, but you’ll never want to eat with it again. --Hugh Sykes Davies |
That's bullshit; how can a color be strange? |
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happy 29th, mt! hope you're enjoying! |
everyday of January, Spider on this the Vietnamese New Year, the famous TET. Spiders all the way. |
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