You can lead a man to knowledge but you can’t make him think
“Return of the Ex-Girlfriend” by Loveless

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Happy birthday to me.
I spent the eve of my birthday playing with amps, capacitors and resistors. It was fun. Plan to doKill Bill 1 the same tomorrow.
Mailed a surprise present to my wife. Mostly handmade electronical present. I’m certain that when she opens it she’ll appreciate the artistry, the thought and the hard work and she’ll have no idea what it is or what it does. Isn’t that great!?!
The hurricane was a bust. The earthquake was cooler and it was pretty dismal in its way. My puppy and I were out with out pennants too.
USC meets Minnesota in the opener in one week!
Football is nearly here.
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Shonen Knife – Osaka Ramones Get it. Play it. Love it.

You can lead a man to knowledge but you can’t make him think
“Return of the Ex-Girlfriend” by Loveless

Hedi Klum
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Happy birthday to me.
I spent the eve of my birthday playing with amps, capacitors and resistors. It was fun. Plan to doKill Bill 1 the same tomorrow.
Mailed a surprise present to my wife. Mostly handmade electronical present. I’m certain that when she opens it she’ll appreciate the artistry, the thought and the hard work and she’ll have no idea what it is or what it does. Isn’t that great!?!
The hurricane was a bust. The earthquake was cooler and it was pretty dismal in its way. My puppy and I were out with out pennants too.
USC meets Minnesota in the opener in one week!
Football is nearly here.
AND
Shonen Knife – Osaka Ramones Get it. Play it. Love it.

Prosperity is full of friends
Euripides

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My bank has named by checking account “Lifetime Free Checking”. It’s important to know this or else the rest seems pretty normal.IT! The Terror From Beyond Space
I got a letter and then an email this week. They both said the same thing: On November 1st your “Lifetime Free Checking Account” will be moved to “Everyday Checking”. “Everyday Checking” will cost you only $7.00 per month.
My first thought, before I got angry, was that banks and I have different definitions for either Lifetime or Free or perhaps we see both words differently. I was slightly mollified by reading that because I had direct deposit on my account the fee would be waived. That was short lived as the next line stated that I would be charged $5 per month for my Debit/Checking card!
I’d been reading about the banks plans to pull this stunt some months ago. I thought it had been disallowed as common sense but also as unfair, disruptive and exploitive. I mean, hundreds of millions spent advertising free checking cards forcing people to rely on and use them while earning billions in extortionate fees from merchants and now the banks need to extort more money from us.
I was foolish. I believed that Congress and the President would protect us from the greed of the banks. The greed that has brought our country to its knees.
I was an idiot to rely on government to do the right thing.
I have to decide, unfortunately about whether to change banks and get stuck eventually for the same fees and deal with the present where a new bank would end up costing me more than $5 a month is usurious ATM fees.
These are not decisions that a citizen in the USA should have to make. I blame the government for ignoring the people and helping the banks violate basic human decency.

Hope for the best but expect less

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I made the final payment on my wife yesterday.
Actually I made the final payment of the immigration lawyers fee. I just like to say that stuff about

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owning her free and clear because there’s nobody around to cuff me on the back of my head.
My wife should have her interview in Oct/Nov, then if everything rumbles along as it should, she should be here before Christmas.
My puppy is very happy about this as she thinks it is too much work keeping me in line all on her own.
Me; I’m just looking forward to a whole other set of anxieties: Job, buying a home etc. Real world stuff. Who needs real world stuff when happiness is so near?

The trouble with a kitten is that when it grows up, it’s always a cat
Ogden Nash

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Purple Chick Music has just released “The Complete Shangri-Las”. And, boy, is it ever complete. On 2 CD’s and a DVD they’ve managed to present every burp hiccup sound smile and frown the Shangri-Las ever made in front of a microphone or camera.Intimate Illusions
If you feel that Mary Weiss is one of the greatest quixotic talents of all time this collection is already flowing through your blood and enraging your beleagured hormones. If you don’t feel that Mary Weiss and the twins are a devastating tour de force to be reckoned with and not merely enjoy then I don’t think I know you.
The DVD is exquisite. It starts with excerpts from the 80’s documentary “The Rock & Roll Era” and includes the cool snip where Cynthia Weill tries to explain her fear of and sexual attraction to the Shangri-Las.
“These were tough girls. The way they talked, the way they popped their gum. They were tough street girls. We’d never seen anything like them before.”
She didn’t understand that the Shangri-Las were girls you’d bust up a party for a chance to talk to alone for just a few minutes. Every song they sang, every dance move said that they understood and that it didn’t matter what you did for a living or if you were battered and bloody, it only mattered that you were true to yourself and true to them.
Back at the carnage of the party, even if you struck out with Mary their were still the twins who just broadcast fun and games. The Shangri-Las were all that. The kind of girls you’d scheme to just get them to notice you.
The video has the group on all the old rock shows, sharing the stage with The Bryds, Lloyd Thaxton, The Righteous Brothers, pop stars, TV stars and movie stars and the Shangri-Las always hold center stage, they commanded and ruled the stage.
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The final oddity is a news clip from the 80’s when the Shangri’Las came out of retirement to sue some disco type chicks who were advertising themselves as the Shangri-Las! Mary Weiss used her married name on camera. The rumour I’d lived with was that she’d dumped raock and roll and married a truck driver that she stayed devoted to. I hope it’s true.
Mary looked pretty much like she does now, judging from the TV appearances promoting her solo album a few years ago. She’s still a heartbreaker who understands what an audience is and how to stop a show with a whisper or a scream.
The CD’s have all the hits, including odd little studio chatter and freaky little fragments of songs and operatic dialogue. It’s essential and it rocks. Not having this and “Myrmidons Of Melodrama” is to be masochistically nursing a hole in your heart.

I discovered my puppy can wake me just by staring at me . . . I have no idea what that really signifies.

I’m not finished yet

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I’m fatigued, nearly as bad as leukemia fatigue but not as all encompassing as that.
It’s the heat. The walking to work everyday and drenched in sweat. 3.1 miles and 3 miles of it How To Make A Monster wiping the sweat from my eyes. Then I stand on my feet for 8 hours, I don’t get a break or a lunch hour. Right to work state means the employer can abuse us all he wants. No holidays, no days off and no vacation, just drudgery and abuse.
My glutes are sore, my hamstrings tight, my calfs throb and my feet swell up to almost twice their normal size. They have me on diuretics for the swollen feet. And my legs are fit. It never seems right that you can be fit and in fatigue pain at the same time. There should be a rule.
I’m tired and it takes almost all by brain just to keep pushing me to take that next step, get through the next hour, next 15 minutes.
It takes my sparse energy to deal with my loving puppy and my loving wife. After that I’ve little left for much else. I go hungry some nights because I didn’t have the energy to tote home groceries or if I did I don’t have the energy to prepare anything. I take my pills. Do my shot of insulin. Collapse and sleep a sweat filled jittery kind of sleep with a few hours of death in there but mainly I’m just trying to fall asleep.
To push me to sleep I listen to podcasts. I really only listen to two types: Dogs and old time radio. My current fascination is with “Our Miss Brooks” which is so dated and cruel towards woman I listen in fascination.
I saw the doctor for my annual check up. With all my negatives I’m fine. Tough, tight skinned (I’ve no idea what that means but they keep mentioning it). I still look healthy. I remind myself that doctor’s spend most of their time looking at sick people so I can’t put a lot of value to their well meaning assessment. I guess it means that I’m a mess but I sure don’t look it. SoCal style, “Its better to look good than to feel good.”
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We’re moving closer to getting my wife a green card. I try not to look forward past this. I’m ignoring the future as best I can: The move, trying to find her a job, trying to find a house the usual rubbishthat can come up and become dramatic. The immigration process is aggravating enough and every small bight spot seems like a celestial explosion of giddy lights and slashing comets.
I’ve mixed feelings about the NFL lockout ending. The same way I think that Congress needs to be severely punished for the cruel government they’ve been imposing on us I think the NFL owners need to be punished for the stupidity of the lockout and the absolute disregard they’ve shown for the fans and spectators. How do you punish billionaires who treat us with the contempt they feel we deserve?
The prejudiced incomprehensible actions of the NCAA have tainted the joy of USC’s upcoming season, but as practice has started this week I still find myself excited and looking forward to Troy destroying everything put in its way.Hot Times My job still sucks. I dislike being manager and realize I was right to avoid it for as long as I did.Surprisingly I’ve gradually increased revenues by 30%/. Rah.
Of course I can’t get through my little idea of small bonuses to the staff to thank them for the extra effort and extra work. When a staff of 6 are generating $15k plus a week net profit it seems more than churlish to not give a $50 or even $20 bonus for a job well done. Instead of threats, which is all we get, they think praise is wasted and that everyone is just trying to rip them off. Self fullfilling prophecy that. Hungry people gotta eat. And the unappreciated have no cause for loyalty. There’s no reason to be grateful when you do your best and receive nothing but threats for uncommitted crimes.
The only good part of the managerial bit is that I get to fight for common sense and decency. The little extra money helps too. Its not much but even $20 a week can make a difference especially when your self worth demands you be honest.

I still have to figure out what to do with the site. I want it, need it. But, clearly, I can’t keep it going the way I want it. I average around 200 visitors a day, for whatever that’s worth. I have a vision of how I want it to be. Some of it’s just not possible: A combination of my technical limitations and my lack of energy.
I’m making moves to be able to change some of the things I want to change. It’s more a matter of content and rapid shorter posts. I think it can work.
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I’m still getting bombarded with spam. That ticks me off. There are about 150 spam comments an hour. I like the comments. There’s a fellow who keeps correcting my errors in artist’s name. It’s important to me but it’s too tedious to go through emails and track down the offending caption. A comment would link me straight to it. And of course I worry about who might be trying to reach me and I worry that its important to them. Still need a solution to that.

Indecision may or may not be my problem
Jimmy Buffett

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It’s been an eventful week. Mostly depressing but with a bright spot that hints at glories to come.
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My job just keeps getting worse. I piled up over 13 hours of overtime and, even with taxes, got a check that will ensure I’ll be able to pay the immigration lawyer on time. No small thing.
I hate being the manager. Responsibilities for people who I would not choose to hire but with the wages being offered it is probably the best I can hope for.It doesn’t help that my regard for the owners is low so I can’t work up any concern for my co-workers ineptness even if they do make my life difficult and ungainly.
Yesterday I got a panic call because the toilet was out of order. Three hours later, and thinking why am I in here, sweating and doing plumbing repairs? That stint pushed me over 40 hours for the week and I took off 8 hours to go to the doctor!
They call me constantly. I keep telling them that they should be able to figure out most of this stuff themselves but, clearly, they figure for the pittance they receive (especially in comparison to the income they generate) thinking is an additional skill that isn’t being paid for.
That was exacerbated by passing out an “employee manual” that lists 4 pages of reasons to fire us and two pages explaining that they don’t do business over state lines so we are not protected by Federal labor laws (a strongly debatable point, actually a bold lying interpretation of the business) As a right to work state we have no right to paid holidays, sick days, vacation days, coffee breaks or even lunch breaks. Real inspiring stuff. Great laws too.

The doctor was depressing even though it was basically pretty good news. Nothing much has really Running Buffalo by Charles Russell

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changed. I still need to take a diuretic or else my feet swell up and the skin gets so taut it hurts! This is because of the lyrica, a drug they’ve decided I’m allergic to. As this is one of the known side effects I’m disgruntled that claiming it’s an allergy that did me permanent damage is somehow my fault. A weakness and not some drug company pushing out a dangerous product and advertising it on TV.
The depressing bit was that I now have to be on two types of insulin for the diabetes (which was a known side effect to the first chemo I had – I like to tell people I’m allergic to sugar). The Lantus is the long term insulin, one shot is supposed to last 24 hours. The new one, also ungodly Hercules Against the Moon Men expensive, is short term and I have to shoot myself up every time I eat . . . It is hard to get excited about sticking needles into your stomach four times a day. For me the hardest part will be keeping the little vial straight and not over or under injecting myself with the wrong stuff.
The doc said I look good, still no indication I’m as sick as I am. Which is good. The people I work around have a propensity for attacking the weak. I still tacitly terrify most of them.

The bright spot is that my wife finally spoke to the immigration lawyer. She thought he sounded sexy. I still have no feminine side so I couldn’t think of how to confirm or deny whether he is sexy!
I was surprised to discover she was afraid of talking to him. They spent a jaunty twenty minutes deciding if she was a secret commie war criminal trying to enter the USA to avoid prosecution for genocide and other war crimes . . . I feel secure that Homeland Security and Obama are wasting our money protecting us from these guys.
The end result is the lawyer sees her having no problems with the interview and he submitted the applications and now this week we’ll get the date for our interviews. They have to be separate so we can’t get together and practice our answers or write crib notes or something else that the USA needs protecting from . . . The lawyer nearly promised (as lawyers are wont to do) that my wife and I would be together before Christmas and he seems determined to make it happen.
Cool.

The Best Laid Plans

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So, I’ve been manager for two weeks and it sucks . . . What makes it worse is that the customers like me so business is up about 7% and about 20% on my shift, which means I’m even busier in a job I hate which really sucks.
Hentai It didn’t help that I put in 50 hours last week and no day off. I was told I was going to get a “write up” for working too much overtime. That makes so little sense to me I don’t want anyone to explain it to me.
Maybe things will be better when I get the next paycheck, but I doubt it sincerely.

Some fundamentalist Christian stranger went to a bit of trouble to get my e-mail address to chastise me for criticizing St Thomas Aquinas. I thought only Catholics recognized Saints. Shows a lack of knowledge of other religions on my part I guess.
So the church made him a saint. They took away St Christopher’s sainthood but I still have his medal. The church says the Pope is infallible but they took away St Christopher’s sainthood. I’ll stand by my opinion.
My memory is that Aquinas was the first guy ever canonized with no miracles to his claim or credit. And I also remember that he wasn’t canonized for his inane opinions about animals having the soul of a table, he was sainted for teaching and setting up the seminary process to churn out more and better priests. And the Catholic Church is reaping the benefits of that today.
There’s also no mention of how Aquinas survived with his contemporary who proceeded him into sainthood, St Francis. Francis proclaimed not only did animals have souls but that all creatures were his brothers and sisters in God and Christ. He preached to birds, wolves and dogs so that they might Untitled by John R Neil

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also have redemption and enter heaven.
So when it comes to saints I’ll still to the fallen Christopher and St Francis and look at Aquinas as a political creation.
Once I lived with 4 dogs, 2 rabbits, a cockatoo, finches, a rescued sparrow and hummingbird (they’d fallen from their nests and refused to be released to the wild). When I’d come home they all had to come to me and meet me at the door, primarily to complain about the others in the house.
The sparrow liked to climb into my shirt pocket and have me tote him around. The dogs were always the most upset. The birds loved to take baths in their water dishes which drove the dogs insane and the rabbits. Well, I was convinced that the rabbits have more intelligence then most think or have the courage to accept. The rabbits would wait for the dogs to fall asleep and then they would stalk them on tip toe (!). Then when they were close enough they’d spring in the air and land right on the dog’s stomach!Grizzly
In the ensuing commotion the rabbit would run for all he was worth with the dog in hot barking pursuit. The rabbit always went for the bed. He ‘d go under it. When I looked under the bed what I’d see was the dog desperately trying to get at the bunny. For his part the bunny was munching calmly and contentedly on a piece of alfalfa he’d previously placed there; munching about 2 inches from the dog’s grasping jaws.
I have no idea why the rabbits thought this was a great joke and I also know that the dogs held no grudges as they would often sleep with the rabbits sleeping tightly against the dog’s stomachs.
Now I still think that the dog’s ability to forgive both the birds for using their water bowls as bath tubs and the rabbits for their violent practical jokes show that they have souls. If forgiveness and loving other creatures aren’t the foundations of having a soul then what good is a soul at all?

My puppy remains happy. She wants things that I don’t always understand. I’m lucky she can be patient with me, in an impatient way of course. She hasn’t made up her mind about how she feels about my new schedule. She likes me being home at night but misses me being there during the day. Another consideration of our future I guess.

And I’ve been having a wonderful time hacking my nook. I’ve added an email client to it. I tried it as a full fledged Android tablet and was not impressed. I prefer the Nook but with added features! Right now I’ve been rereading “Lone Wolf and Cub” I’m on volume 10 of 28!

To kill the Bhudda you must be a Bhudda
Kazuo Koike

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I was watching “Law & Order: Criminal Intent” and there was this really ancient guy who they’re debating whether he was killed or suicided. The solution was that he couldn’t have suicided! He tookChristine Keeler Affair 14 pills a day! That was the only fact they needed.
I take 14 pills a day.

My puppy got a bath on Friday. She spent all of Friday hating me and blaming me. Of course she waited until I had rescued her from the sadistic groomer! Then its safe to hate me.
Can’t blame her for that.
She looks great. She’s been blowing coat in this maddening heat. They got her all brushed out, nails trimmed. She’s just as beautiful as I imagine her.
I can never get over how easily she forgives me for the wrongs, and the perceived wrongs, I’ve done her. My puppy cares about me, rejoices in me.
It’s reciprocal.

I suppose the biggest deal this week though is my job.
They fired the supervisor for theft. I was surprised and disappointed by that. And then shocked by the depth and amount of the theft, as well as the duration.
I’ve successfully avoided any sort of supervisor/management responsibilities at this job but this time, as much as I tried to avoid it, I’m stuck.
At first I thought I was going to get out of it easily. Thier initial offer of a promotion would have entailed a fifty cent an hour DECREASE in my current salary. Somehow they were unaware that I already earned more than the mamgers and supervisors.
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They fixed the offer and made a few other concessions so now I’m it.
The major thing for me is going back to working during the day. I start at 8:00 AM now instead of midnight. I’m hoping this does something to fix my constant fatigue. Maybe not but who knows.
It will be an adjustment I figure. No longer moving quietly through the dark nights and no longer dealing with crack heads and drunks with a violent attitude. Or at least not dealing with them when they’re in full roar to their addictions.
I figure the little bit of extra money will go to the immigration lawyers.

You must die! I alone am best!
Yor Chun “Wutan Swordsman”

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Life has been a chore lately. Debilitating heat and sweat mixed with hopeless rage and mercurial hopes.The Champ
Its like not much to walk 6 miles in a day but, nowadays, ending and starting your outside world day with that long walk and for it to be that way for 2 years is a feat, a testament to toughness and a gateway to helplessness. Independence comes at that cost most of the time.
My days have become tossing and turning in baed for 10 hours trying to get 4 hours of sleep. Then I walk around near zombie-ish for the rest of the day while I head into trying nights at work. It’s a living.
So, I’ve been spending my idle thought cycles contemplating dogs. My puppy in particular and the species in general.
It’s not that complicated. I’m not really capable of that complicated a thought process, pretty much like dogs. I’m reading this book about the emotional life of dogs: “For the Love of a Dog: Understanding Emotion in You and Your Best Friend” by Patricia B. McConnell, PhD. -whew- that’s a mouthful and so is the book.
It gets pretty laboured at times especially when it tries to justify things that we intuit are right and good but really have no apt words to describe. The greatest pleasures in the book are when they codify, justify and give weight to things we already knew about dogs but were generally met with derision or at least sceptism by people who don’t have it in them to be able to love another species.
I’ve never been able to grasp why not being able to love another species is considered cool, especially in the Judeo Christian ultra religious circle. Maybe loving an abstract that depends on faith wears out all their brain pan so they the synapses are too fatigued to love something that is standing at their side watching them with loving eyes. (I blame Thomas Aquinas a lot for this and Unknown

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the endless tripe this ancient bastard spewed out that became accepted as dogma. His whack job insistence that dogs had no more soul than a chair leg is so mean spirited and cause for so much cruelty that one can only hope he’s wandering the same circle of hell as child rapists.)
I guess the best part of the book are those chunks that make you go, “HAH! I knew it!” I, for one, always enjoy being able to toss around a book with actual words that defend and protect my position on abstract and obscure matters.
I don’t think that the book will convince the animal haters or move the stupider or shake the faith of those who condemn dogs to the same role as furniture and fashion accessories. It might convince doggie agnostics but just might. One thing that’s annoying is that McConnell works most often with working dogs and justifies the working dog as the pinnacle of doggie achievement. My puppy is a working breed and I still feel that is hog wash. Dogs are dogs and selective breeding (further proof of evolution?) might have certain purebreds crazier than others, and selective breeding may have Burglar distilled certain traits, in my experience dogs are dogs. While I might find acclimating to a Belgium shepherd easier as I know what to expect from specific breed traits there is no doubt that each of the Belgiums who’ve I’ve met and have lived with have been as different as human beings are different.
Environment, expectations and education have a greater impact than fur or skin color.
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over academic thinkers. She comes close to but shies away from the logical conclusion that dogs have a certain amount of reasoning and rough intelligence. I think that all emotions and their grade and intensity are predicated on intelligence anyway.
Sadly the idea that an animal has the ability to reason, that they have an ability to discern the difference between right and wrong is earth shattering and controversial. Rah! It isn’t. I mean that mutant weasel who shot Congresswoman Gifford was found unfit to stand trial as he couldn’t tell the difference between right and wrong (although he was sane enough to buy and own powerful hand guns??). I think my puppies are all capable of that sort of numbskull decision. The fact that they don’t bite and crush our hands when they don’t get the treats they want is proof of that.
Animal behaviorists like to ascribe that complicated thought process to simple learned behavior. Which is scardey cat twaddle or it can be put down that all humans are simple behavior machines. I reject that theory out of hand, except in the case of mutant weasels.
Like the giant dog has a joke. He likes to go to the door and act like he needs to go outside to go to the bathroom but as soon as you get to the door he spins around and jumps up on the couch and Unknown

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laughs and laughs.
It his joke. It’s not a great joke at all but it’s nearly as good as the jokes 4 and 5 year old humans have inflicted on me.
It also knocks the behaviorists theory for a loop. The only thing giant dog gets out of his joke is that he gets to laugh at you for getting up out of the chair. He gets satisfaction from convincing us he had to go to the bathroom. He gets no food, no treats, no physical satisfaction at all except the ability to laugh at us.
As to thought he had to imagine the result. He had to desire that result and logic out a way to arrive at that result. This is a creative complicated thought process with the payoff being laughter and amusement.
I wish the joke were better but he’s just a dog.Canadian Mounties VS The Aliens

I’ve also added a new guitarist to my pantheon. Evan Foster of Boss Martians, Mystery Action and a stunning solo Surf album.
The Boss Martians are his main band but he’s bursting with so many riffs that he starts as many side projects as Jack White! But Evan is cleaner and edgier than White. At first its not obvious how stunning Evan’s guitar skills are. He believes, like me, that the song is the main thing, so his riffs are designed to make your jaw drop, they’re designed to serve the song and let the tune rip your heart out. Avoid him at your peril.
His twisted cover of Link Wray’s, “Fire And Brimstone” shows he has chops to better anybody, while his album “Instrumentals” is a maniacal take on reverb drenched excess.

One bright dot on the landscape is that I’m broke. Broke because I gave all my money to an immigration lawyer who seems very confident that my wife will be an American green card holder before Christmas.
That still makes me feel buoyant and happy.
Now it just has to happen and I will be happy.