floccinaucinihilipilfication
yesterday as i was driving, i saw a guy riding a golden bike. a memory from college came crashing in, about my own golden bike. it was an absolute piece of shit, and a can of gold spraypaint goes such a long way. wait, perhaps you would all prefer that i say 'a can of gold spraypaint goes quite a long way and is rather useful.' ha ha ho ho he he. i believe the greatest element of my bicycle, was the dull grey tires. the bike had rather strange rims, and as fate would have it, i walked out of the bike shop feeling frustrated that no tires would fit, glanced up and saw a wheelchair store across the street. voila. the memory makes me miss that time of my life...the ability to ride a bike everywhere. i read something yesterday in a jim harrison novel {whom, in the midst of this hemingway talk, i highly recommend. or for that matter, i also recommend going to christian kiefer's site and reading the first 50 pages of his novel titled 'out of iron'...if you like it, i suppose he'd let you read the rest.} anyway, harrison's character was talking about the idea that the greatest psychological detriment of the automobile, has been it's profound impact on the way in which we perceive time and distance. this of course spoken by a character who would never have conceived of the rampant environmental destruction we see today. the character proposed the floccinaucinihilipilfication of cars in general. there big word lovers. top that.
Posted by jeff at September 11, 2003 02:29 PM
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*YAWN*
Oh, oh, it's over, sorry I fell asleep at the post.
Anyway. I don't think that I have ever seen more people trying to sound intellectual discussing a book that no one has read. How about we discuss a book I'm sure that everyone has read and is one of my personal favorites- To Kill A Mockingbird.
Just a thought. If something more contemporary is desired, hmm let me think, ooh, ooh, Dark Star Safari by paul Theroux. Not done with it but getting close. And Chin Ring DingO, Glad to see you didn't fight it.
Posted by: John Rensing at September 11, 2003 04:12 PM
Desiderata - Beautifully written words...
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others; even the dull and ignorant - they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the starsyou have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
"Desiderata" was written by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945)
Posted by: niobe at September 11, 2003 04:48 PM
Desiderata - Beautifully written words...
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others; even the dull and ignorant - they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the starsyou have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
"Desiderata" was written by Max Ehrmann (1872-1945)
Posted by: niobe at September 11, 2003 04:48 PM
Not sure we needed it twice, but thanks.
And remember, in 100 years no one will ever know you existed.
Now back to "Triumph of the Will"
Posted by: t at September 11, 2003 05:14 PM
Beatiful words, yes. I think the part, " Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection." is poignant.
For those that continue to use the three words. It is predictable. And not funny. I know funny, and you are not. And Pitcher, borbarigmy spews from your fingertips. Not as big as yours but definetley more colorful.
Posted by: John Rensing at September 11, 2003 05:55 PM
Sorry I don't get all my thoughts into one post. JUst hyperactive. Niobe. Righteous indignation is a beatiful thing also. Of course I enjoy solitude, I also enjoy both Tomatito and Vincente Amigo. Pitcher turned me on to Flamenco years ago.
Posted by: John Rensing at September 11, 2003 05:59 PM
Alright I knoww everybody is looking for a juicy topic and we've been stumbling around in the dark trying to meet somewhere. I think that I have the subject that could possibly bring us to some productive discourse. For those of you that have read The Fountainhead, I think we can do a comparison. For those of you that have not this will be the impetus to start reading ( and in 1 case I believe to continue). I would like to do a comparison of Jeff Pitcher to Peter Keating as I see many similiarities. I throw this out in hopes that some other will take it a run with it.
Hunter John.
Posted by: John Rensing at September 11, 2003 08:41 PM
Just recieved my sample ballot in the mail. After reading Davis' Governor answer to the statement of reasons for recall I would think democrats would be ashamed to call themselves such. I'm going to savve this sample ballot because I don't think I shall ever see another ballot with the likes of porn stars, comedians, child actors, golf profesional, used car dealer,retired meat packer, or railroad switchman/brakeman all on the same ballot. I didn't make any of that up all are on the ballot. Says adult film actress, not porn star. John, the honey badger.
Posted by: John Rensing at September 11, 2003 10:33 PM
Probably the most amusing sample ballot ever.
Favorite excerpt: Mr. Flynt's self description as a man who has taken a bullet for the first amendment.
I was just disappointed Gary Coleman (or the East Bay Express--they ponied the cash to put him on the ballot) didn't cough up the extra funds to give him a paragraph in the pamphlet.
Posted by: ron at September 12, 2003 10:35 AM
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