Not that anyone is paying attention, but this web site has undergone somewhat of a diabolical reconfiguration. Okay, so maybe that’s a stretch. I did a Google image search for “diabolical”, and for some reason this image showed up in the results. Huzzah!
Something to put our human struggles into perspective; to paraphrase a comment in the article, those aren’t noisy pixels. Those are freaking stars. If you’re not sure what that means, consider that our sun is a star, and it has planets orbiting it.
When I think of false prophets, it’s James Dobson, Donald Wildmon, Ted Haggard, Joel Osteen and their ilk that comes to mind. Al Sharpton is a media whore, no doubt about it, but no one can ever tell me exactly what he’s said that’s not true.
I recently stumbled across an article on Loudwire.com titled, “20 Best Rock Songs of 2014″, and it included handy video embeds of all the songs. Well, you know me. I disagreed with some of the songs on the list. So I made my own damned list.
Okay, it’s almost December, so somebody has to ask the hard questions about Christmas songs. Yes, this stuff goes through my head every December. Honestly, it keeps me up at night sometimes. I’m not sure if these are misheard Christmas lyrics, or if this is just how my twisted brain prefers to hear Christmas songs.
Jesus is clearly the criminal mastermind here who encourage these men to engage in the illicit activity of feeding the homeless. Without his influence these people wouldn’t have strayed into criminality. I applaud these gentlemen, who live their beliefs and express them through their action.
I started writing the introduction to the Mama Peggy cookbook today. I don’t know what we’re going to wind up with, but I know it needs to be done. It’s high-time I got a move on with it. If you don’t know what this is, my mother, Peggy Chaney, always wanted to put together a […]
Heard some bad news today. One of my favorite bands, One Leg Rooster, has decided to shelve their 3rd album, which was going to be called “OLR3″. Nothing sums up how I feel better than the tweets I tossed out on the subject. I don’t normally copy stuff like this, but these were heartfelt. Broke my […]
We must always continue on, fighting and hoping that what matters is breathing, and today itself is defiance for us, the crazy ones, for whom our restless human existence is thought. We breathe in. We breathe out. We keep moving.
Stealing away a few moments from the morning routine before heading off to work. I’ll be in Tampa today, which I’m not real happy about. Mostly because I don’t drive much when I’m in Tampa. Of course, I haven’t driven much at all this week anyway. Which isn’t good.
FROM DA TWITTERS
- The Theft Of Pink Floyd (essay) April 2, 2010
- If You Listen January 13, 2010
- Carlo Robelli SSBFL Fretless December 5, 2008
- 1992 Ovation Ultra December 5, 2008
- A Diabolical Reconfiguration January 25, 2015
- Perspective and The Andromeda Galaxy January 10, 2015
- Al Sharpton and the Delusional Right December 28, 2014
- 6 Best Rock Songs of 2014 December 8, 2014
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