Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Hé l'Ange


Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I know, I KNOW!!!

All I do is post's not permanant, and you KNOW I don't post sit back and enjoy it. At least it's not an Ursha video.


Monday, July 28, 2008

Maniacal Musick Mondays (TFUWOAB)


Thursday, July 24, 2008

Deuxième côte d'ivoire de Voyage

"Every single line means something." - Jean-Michel Basquiat
Second Trip to Côte d'Ivoire

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Quelque chose nouveau brasse...are vous prêt ?

Suddenly, things are starting to get pretty interesting in a formerly dull area of your life -- it looks like something new is brewing. Are you ready? If you are eager for more romance to come into your life, today is the day for you! Don't be surprised if you feel a special connection getting even more special -- but don't try to push things along too quickly! Soak it up and enjoy it for what it is. If you spend the day wondering what the next step will be, you'll miss out on all the fun.
Something new is brewing...are you ready?

Tuesday, July 22, 2008


Two words, eight syllables, thirty six seconds of destruction.
Fedor Emelianenko.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Maniacal Musick Mondays (Freddie, part I)


Friday, July 18, 2008

Soixante-dix Un Ans il y a

Hunter Stockton Thompson (July 18, 1937 – February 20, 2005) was an American journalist and author, most famous for his novel Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. He is credited as the creator of Gonzo journalism, a style of reporting where reporters involve themselves in the action to such a degree that they become central figures of their stories. He is also known for his promotion and use of psychedelics and other mind-altering substances (and to a lesser extent, alcohol and firearms), his anarchist views and his iconoclastic contempt for authority.

Thompson died at his self-described "fortified compound" known as "Owl Farm" in Woody Creek, Colorado, at 5:42 p.m. on February 20, 2005, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head.

Thompson's son (Juan), daughter-in-law (Jennifer Winkel Thompson) and grandson (Will Thompson) were visiting for the weekend at the time of his suicide. Will and Jennifer were in the adjacent room when they heard the gunshot. Mistaking the shot for the sound of a book falling, they continued with their activities for a few minutes before checking on him. Thompson was sitting at his typewriter with the word "counselor" written in the center of the page.

They reported to the press that they do not believe his suicide was out of desperation, but was a well-thought out act resulting from Thompson's many painful medical conditions. Thompson's wife, Anita, who was at a gym at the time of her husband's death, was on the phone with him when he ended his life.

What family and police describe as a suicide note was delivered to his wife four days before his death and later published by Rolling Stone Magazine. Entitled "Football Season Is Over", it read:

"No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won't hurt"

Hunter S. Thompson is every reason that I write.
Seventy One Years Ago

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Hath d'éclat pas un piédestal plus haut

Guildenstern: "I think I have it. A man talking sense to himself is no madder than a man talking nonsense not to himself."
Rosencrantz: "Or just as mad."
Guildenstern: "Or just as mad."
Rosencrantz: "And he does both."
Guildenstern: "So there you are."
Rosencrantz: "Stark raving sane."

Player King: "We're more of the love, blood, and rhetoric school. Well, we can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and we can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and we can do you all three concurrent or consecutive. But we can't give you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory. They're all blood, you see."
Brilliance hath not a pedestal higher

Monday, July 14, 2008

Cibles doux

"...and, behold, I, even I, do bring a flood of waters upon the earth, to destroy all flesh, wherein is the breath of life, from under heaven; and every thing that is in the earth shall die."
Soft Targets
(Genesis 6:17)

Meilleur Rouge que Mort

"Hellboy II: The Golden Army" pulled in $35.9 million to debut as the No. 1 weekend film. Fuckin' A! Up next for Guillermo the first film in the Hobbit Film Duology. More on that in the links section. In the mean time, support del Toro, support Mignola and the Hellboy franchise!
Better Red than Dead

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Prendre en compte la torture

Overuse. It's not a word that gets overused BUT, it is a word that should re-appear in everyone's vocabulary when it comes to buzzwords. The overuse and running into the ground of buzzwords these days is at an all time high and the only thing one can think of to blame is a fundamental break down of the use of one's own cognitive mind. That is unless of course your intent is to deceive the masses or "sheep" on a grand scale. But then, that's not JUST my opinion.

That person holding business meetings who dive-bombs issues by throwing around the same buzzwords over and over, time and time again... shallow and most likely a moron. These people are not smart. They are not to be emulated. Just ask Machiavelli. Oh wait, READ Machiavelli.

The over-use of "buzzwords" points out a lack of any REAL thought going into a speech, presentation or conversation. Do you really want to waste your time listening to or conversing with someone who throws out the same buzzwords over and over? Do you really want to take the time to jot down the words of a speaker overusing the same words used in a generic corporate "strategies" video, and do you think someone who is ACTUALLY successful is going to make a corporate "strategy" video? But that's another blog...

A buzzword (also known as a fashion word or vogue word) is a vague idiom, or a neologism, that is commonly overused in managerial, technical, administrative, and sometimes political environments. Some modern examples:
  • Dynamic
  • Empowerment
  • Enterprise
  • Framework
  • Immersion
  • Leverage
  • Long Tail
  • Next Generation
  • Paradigm
  • Paradigm shift
  • Proactive
  • Synergy
  • Web 2.0
  • Viral
  • Social Studies
  • Perspectives
  • Globalization
  • Critical
  • Key
Machiavelli noted that, to retain power as a leader effectively, a prince should speak of mercy, humanity, peace, and faith, while preparing for war all-the-while, ready to wage it quickly and mightily. Thus, his speech-writers would be encouraged to use the appropriate buzzwords liberally. Now, are you one of those people that doesn't "get" what's being said there?

In 1950, the year he won the Nobel Prize for literature, Bertrand Russell wryly observed, "It is not difficult to learn the correct use of such words as 'complex,' 'sadism,' Oedipus,' 'bourgeois,' 'deviation,' 'left,' and nothing more is needed to make a brilliant writer or talker."

According to George Orwell's "Politics and the English Language," people use buzzwords because they are convenient. It is much easier to copy the words and phrases that someone invented than it is to come up with one's own.

Think about all that when you consider who you are and how you'd like to be perceived. Or, just wade through life on the coat tales of someone else.

"Let not princes complain of the faults committed by the people subjected to their authority, for they result entirely from their own negligence or bad example."

- Machiavelli's Discourse on the First Ten Books of Titus Livy Book III, Chapter XXIX
Factoring in the torture

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

vous êtes tout vous avez besoin d'être

Hey angel
Your position
Afraid to be consumed
Your sympathy

Hey angel
Fly over
And bless me
See you feign surprise
I'm all eyes
You're all you
Need to be.

Hey angel
We consider fit
To put you in
You'll protest your

Easy now
One hand will wash the other
you're all you need to be

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Mots plus gentils

No time now for losing tempers
Or filling up with rage or anger
Flying off the handle could be detrimental
Calmer hands are called for here
A breath or two could be applied
Count to ten and then decide
A rash decision, crash collision
Damage done beyond repair

Kinder words here we could pick
A kind approach might do the trick
Hurt you, hurt me, well that needs to stop
Kinder words here we could choose
We've kind of got a lot to lose
The temperature we need that to drop

A wrong move now might spell disaster
A selfish one might spell it faster
Let's relax, review the facts
For all involved that be best
A world of difference might be made
If our next move could be delayed
Sort it out and talk about
Just what it was that caused this mess

Kinder words here we could pick
A kind approach might do the trick
Hurt you, hurt me, that's the worst thing we could do
Kinder words here we could chose
We've kind of got a lot to lose
Watch what we say, don't walk away, let's see it through
Kinder Words

Monday, July 07, 2008

définir l'état de choses si loin

binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eye dropping biopsy cyclops overlooks optic options rotten show stopper skin popper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock re-encounter incident subsistence inexistent non-committed un-witted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistent wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succeed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succeed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel
[5k1NNy PvPPy: W0Rl0CK: R4b1eS: 1989]
define the state of things so far
(((03))) (photo by blackholeSleep)

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Je ne respire pas...

I'm unable to breath. My pulse is racing, my mind is wondering, my hands can't stop shaking.

My instinct to flee takes over my better knowledge, my heat becomes my hell.
I'm not breathing...

Tuesday, July 01, 2008


In the cinematic slice of perfection The Big Lebowski, the word "fuck" in it's various forms is delivered 281 times. Let us revel in every single one. This is "fucking" heaven.
"Yeah, well, you know, that's just, like, your opinion, man." - Dude