tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83053923916830093382024-03-13T01:14:31.478-04:00Airport Through The TreesI Liked This Better When It Was Pointless:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.comBlogger585125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-81507088098586253422021-10-13T22:50:00.001-04:002021-10-13T22:50:12.251-04:00In lieu of Twitter part ghzd/fkjwA doctor refusing to treat a patient who is unvaccinated and a police office shooting someone who is unarmed are doing the same thing.:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-27414370041586699332021-01-11T11:49:00.001-05:002021-01-11T11:49:45.653-05:00Headlinez CNN today:Democrats Unveil Impeachment ChargeMillions Left Without Paid Sick Leave After Congress Let Pandemic Benefit ExpirePriorities, huh?:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-5385552855941427212020-11-19T17:49:00.001-05:002020-11-19T17:49:39.281-05:00What I Write Is Just Part Of AllIf this pandemic is teaching me anything, it's just about how to do all the things I can do as opposed to the things I want to do. It's easy and it's not...(baked fresh - first time I've made cookies from scratch since [probably] GWB's first term - next time I must cut the chocolate into smaller pieces):-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-15932978903770308022020-11-12T13:28:00.003-05:002020-11-12T13:32:13.877-05:0040 + 1/365I'm actually already feeling better. I'm tempted to take down yesterday's post. But.Beyond the self-pity, though, I think there is something worthwhile about the incoherent rantings about: I really do think we are living in some of the most conformist times I have ever experienced. And I do feel lost between it all, because it's all the same; artists are just real estate agents vying for a :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-600576777810878082020-11-11T22:56:00.004-05:002020-11-11T23:01:20.223-05:0040At least with the pandemic, the fact that I did nothing today will be seen by others as semi-reasonable I guess.Not totally nothing; my roommates did chip in and buy me a bottle of Scotch. The first drink I have had since this whole thing started. It's been years since I've enjoyed drinking on a regular basis, but drinking in front of a computer screen, it's the worst, though I did do some good :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-18040172858868987752020-08-19T20:11:00.000-04:002020-08-19T20:11:05.213-04:00Infinite Circle The problems we face today are the successful realization of the solutions offered to solve them.:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-75091213524368350132020-08-19T17:11:00.007-04:002020-08-19T17:16:21.048-04:00Democrats SuckI'm being bombarded by ads on Youtube imploring me to donate money to the Democrats. Even if I wanted to, I can't. I'm still unemployed, and with the expiration of the Federal addition to unemployment benefits, I have no discretionary income. Given that both parties filled their bills meant to to extend Federal aid with additional, obviously-partisan bullshit meant to goad the each party :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-8849149943999312202020-08-15T20:44:00.002-04:002020-08-16T13:08:52.265-04:00Hello AgainI've been writing a lot, publishing virtually nothing.Even now, I've just deleted five paragraphs from what you are now reading.I tried to write something about masks. About restaurant work. About the "failures" of the negotiations around the extension of the additional unemployment benefits. Honestly, maybe one or two things I had to say were unique. The rest, not so much.What's getting to me :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-58508404245020635972020-07-08T16:46:00.002-04:002020-07-08T16:46:22.104-04:00A Funny Little VideoI keep trying to write some sort of something about this. As if everything needs comment.
The Youtube algorithm worked to my benefit and now I am sharing. That's about it. Hope it makes you laugh. Stay strong.
:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-34404594044078706092020-06-23T04:00:00.001-04:002020-06-23T14:14:42.041-04:00This Whole Pandemic Is Just An Excuse To Finally Toss Out Consumer Capitalism, Isn't It?
Edit: Obviously, the title of this post is meant to be a bit provocative, but I still stand by my sense that something is up...
I've been struggling to find the ulterior motive behind what's going on. I remember, years ago, when the Iraq war was starting to ebb, or at least American involvement, I started to see a lot of articles describing America's actions over there as failure, and it didn't:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-26016969768166973252020-06-22T21:54:00.003-04:002020-06-22T21:54:58.115-04:00Heartbreaker
Eighteenth Street Lounge is closing.
I won't be able to say certain things without getting, um, too specific.
Let's just say that this was one of the handful of places in the world where I felt like I belonged. It's the last one to close, the one spot I could depend on until today, even though it's been fifteen years since I last walked through the unmarked door and up the :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-26528347955608619122020-05-25T22:10:00.001-04:002020-05-25T22:10:21.192-04:00Scary/Funny
The implications of the development of this kind of technology are not even fathomable, but, for now, just enjoy.
:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-80289609771333396942020-05-18T17:07:00.001-04:002020-05-18T17:07:04.210-04:00Nevermind:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-27775482986401874272020-05-12T00:47:00.003-04:002020-05-12T00:47:55.329-04:00Pan-postlette
Two questions though.
Why is it that everyone in the world seems desperate to force every single new piece of information they receive into their preconceived notions so that no bit of new information could alter those notions?
Not quite unrelated, but different.
Why is it that almost every single journalist who has a question for President Trump seems to act under the pretense that :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-73474972230979699822020-04-17T14:48:00.003-04:002020-04-17T14:48:26.901-04:00There IS Another Side, Though:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-58580593667384007202020-04-15T13:38:00.000-04:002020-04-15T13:38:23.712-04:00Exposure Therapy, NYC 2020:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-30638921114961882652020-04-11T11:08:00.001-04:002020-04-11T11:08:18.748-04:00Quickish
Simply put, fuck everyone who has the audacity to complain about the bitter partisan and ideological divides in this country while actively working to undermine the political ambitions of anyone calling for universal social services.
Whatever the original intent, at this point, one has to assume that any means-tested program is specifically and deliberately meant to perpetuate the conditions :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-48464635378186453102020-04-09T19:34:00.000-04:002020-04-09T19:34:07.329-04:00Diary 6-?
Well. I thought I would be writing a lot. So far, not really.
It's just that there isn't much to comment on. I'm doing a lot of chores around the house to keep sane. Messing with music gear. Sort of reading. Playing a lot of video games at moments of high anxiety. I'm oscillating between seeing this state-subsidized free time as an opportunity and as something much darker.
It always gets :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-23014150134583623532020-03-23T00:49:00.004-04:002020-03-23T00:49:57.005-04:005/6
This is going to get tedious real quickly. As far as I can tell, this is just going o be me coming on here and sayin' that I'm readin' and that's about it.
So this might be the last post for a minute until I can think of something.
Oh wait.
So, you are going to be reading a lot of articles, if you haven't already, about the damage done to the restaurant industry and while many of those :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-68173200912874593522020-03-20T17:14:00.000-04:002020-03-20T17:14:05.598-04:003/4 ish
Not much new to say, but, somehow, mentally, doing this is helping Almost halfway done with LBJV1 already.
Maybe I've said this before, but what has made me, at times, avoid reading history books is the sad feeling I get, upon reading them, that people have always, really, just been the same. I gotta face it.
I hear sirens all the time, but I'm not sure if there are more of them or if I'm :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-60610441207518212812020-03-19T17:36:00.002-04:002020-03-19T17:36:39.542-04:00I Guess I Feel Like Writing (Day 0-3)
Though I don't know what to write exactly. Forgive me if this becomes tediously diaristic.
First off, yes, I am in New York, and yes, currently, I am fine. I may never care about politics again, am just financially-secure enough at this particular time to not have reason for immediate anxiety, and I am not sick.
Day 0 (Monday, March 16th): I found out I was unemployed and that this action :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-33922047823117403772020-03-09T06:15:00.000-04:002020-03-09T06:15:02.276-04:00Chain Jez
It's just nostalgia and I am getting old so everything I say is wrong.
It just blows my mind that the below is actually, probably, from the perspective of all right-thinking people at some point in nineteen eighty whatever, that this is the trash, this is the bottom, the corruption and decadence, the bad hair cuts, the wrong jeans, of all of what is available at a certain moment and I find :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-23845801722037102432020-03-06T22:31:00.000-05:002020-03-06T22:31:45.380-05:00Last Of Them
RIP McCoy Tyner
There's too much good stuff. This one hurts.
"Afro Blue"
Love the sound of those big chords played in 4/4 against the 3/4 meter. Blew my mind almost a quarter of a century ago when I first heard, still, yes, now.
"Night Dreamer"
"You Are Too Beautiful"
Truly true.
:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-7236612958741312542020-03-01T13:30:00.003-05:002020-03-01T13:30:33.262-05:00Do I Understand Instrumental Reason?
Something about the Frankfurt School Adorno blah blah and and all o' that.
Um.
So I'm working last night, waiting on this table, and it's a bunch of, well, I dunno, dudes who make lotsa money doing something around real estate or finance and all of that and they are talking about the possibly-impending financial crash or whatever it may be and the logic of it all was: people will have less:-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8305392391683009338.post-48777605564130714932020-02-21T04:44:00.000-05:002020-02-21T04:44:59.900-05:00More Nada
I really want to write again, but I don't know how.
I had, for no particular reason, a really, really, dark day today. I mean, bad bad.
I was trying to convince myself I only had so much time to live, true, and that that time was up very, very shortly, maybe true, statistically-speaking, not at all, and I was wandering angrily through the streets practically yelling at myself just, "you :-phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13771622539961341991noreply@blogger.com2