Monday, April 16, 2018
Sunday, April 15, 2018
Saturday, April 14, 2018
Live Interesting, Dead Bored
Everyone can make their life interesting,
all they have to do is thinkaboot it
Friday, April 13, 2018
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Tuesday, April 10, 2018
Monday, April 9, 2018
Saturday, April 7, 2018
Friday, April 6, 2018
Thursday, April 5, 2018
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Hot enough to collapse the infrastructure let alone the ecomony
It only March
but is southeast
Asia its already
hell season
Temps are in the mid
40's C which in Fahrenheit
is 113 degrees. The warm
on your kitchen oven setting.
How can a society live
in this climate?
A rich one like America
cranks us the AC and rushes
from Car to AC outpost
in the dessert.
This takes enourmous
amounts of energy
and its just not
sustainable
things are going to fail
we keep on keeping on with
every climate disaster
earthquake, hurricane
and volcanic eruption
like its the cost of doing
business
well doing business
in a climate that can not
support habitation
is going to end
soon
Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Monday, April 2, 2018
Sunday, April 1, 2018
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Giant Chinese Penis about to crash to earth
Scientist cant say where it will land. Obviously its going to fall to earth
wherever a giant vagina is visible. If your in Tahiti, you may want to move for the weekend.
Certainly, this will re write history. There was no mutiny on the bounty,no it was a pussy riot.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Sea Fever
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
By John Masefield
Monday, March 26, 2018
Sunday, March 25, 2018
Saturday, March 24, 2018
Friday, March 23, 2018
Thursday, March 22, 2018
John Bolton's favorite movies
For sure he wants this on a bigger screen. I have
documented some others.
I resisted the opportunity to go with Desolation Row
or a Boy and his Dog. I know his plans are more
like THE 100 and Mount Weather.
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