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Buglamp

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Train people

24 July 2014 - 10:34 AM

Any body else find them exceptionally creepy? People who are into trains, not just people on trains or whatever.

There's just something off about 'em IMO.

Wikipedia:Random

21 July 2014 - 01:10 AM

http://en.wikipedia..../Special:Random

Early Works (Serbian: Rani radovi) is a 1969 Yugoslavian film by Serbian author Želimir Žilnik. It critically depicts the aftermath of the 1968 Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia. It won the Golden Bear at the 19th Berlin International Film Festival in 1969.[1]
The title was borrowed from the popular anthology of the early work by Marx and Engels published first in Yugoslavia in 1953. These early texts had a significant influence on the development of the Yugoslav Praxis School of philosophy. The title was chosen ironically[citation needed] as a comment on the discrepancy between the theory, as expressed by Marx and Engels in their work, and practice, as implemented by the Soviet Union and other countries of real socialism[citation needed].

http://en.wikipedia....ly_Works_(film)

The burnt-out ash suburban men

15 June 2014 - 02:58 AM

I've had this fucking phrase stuck in the back of my mind occasionally surfacing, but never really know where it came from.

Today I googled it and it's in the lyrics of King Crimson's Court of the Crimson King but in some alternate version, at least according to this site -

http://et.stok.ca/articles/320-29.html

Quote

The alternative lyrics are
highlighted below:

  ** The Earth is captive to the moon **
  ** Some seek the rising sun **
  ** I walk the road on winds of change **
  ** The game has just begun **
     The purple piper plays his tune
     The choir softly sing
     Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
     For the court of the crimson king

  ** The burnt-out ash suburban men **
     Put shutters on the dreams
     I wait outside the pilgrim's door
     With insufficient schemes
     The black queen chants the funeral march
     The cracked brass bells will ring
     To summon back the fire witch
     To the court of the crimson king

     The gardener plants an evergreen
     Whilst trampling on a flower
     I chase the wind of a prison ship
     To taste the sweet and sour
     The pattern juggler lifts his hand
     The orchestra begin
  ** As sparks fly from the grinding wheel **
     In the court of the crimson king


So of course I go into my music files to check this.

And it sounds legit. I'm hearing the same words.

So apparently my version of Court of the Crimson King that I probably got off Kazaa or something retarded way back in high school is from a bootleg. I really like this version though.

Pretty neat.

My Grandma buys me the wrong licorice

07 June 2014 - 08:39 PM

So I like black licorice and she heard this at some point from my parents or something and now she buys it for me sometimes.

Problem is she always gets twizzlers. Twizzlers are not real licorice and are inedible to me, basically wouldn't unless needed to survive.

Of course, first time, I was like whatever, I'll shrug it off, say thanks, just not tell her to be nice you know.

But she keeps buying them and I keep throwing them away which is a waste.

Should I tell her at this point?

I had a dream with cheese beer

22 May 2014 - 12:27 PM

I know there's beer cheese but IDK if an actual cheese beer exists, google failed so I assume not. Which is just fail because it was amazing.

Anyway, I was painting a room for some family who bought my grandmother's old house. Their daughter was into me/my art and had my drawings and paintings hanging all over the place. Her mom asked me how much I wanted for one and I was like IDK I'll have to think about it. In my head I'm like WTF they stole these from my room somehow this is fucking creepy. I had this weird feeling it wasn't real and I shouldn't worry about it though.

So I left on my skateboard with some excuse like "I need a quick break". While skateboarding I also pulled out my fingerboard and was skating it on the ground while I normal skateboarded. - I used to skateboard IRL and I kind of miss it. I was feeling good, youthful, clean/untainted, wind in my hair and not a care in the world. That kind of stuff. Kind of like I was my younger self all of the sudden.

While skateboarding away I ran into Eric, a kid I used to know in middle/high school. He was a nice guy, a bit chubby and vaguely south american or something. A non-mexican looking brown person IDK. We used to hang out occasionally and he was one of the better behaved kids I used to know. He was like "hey, haven't seen you in awhile, let's do something." I was like "okay". And we skateboarded off in a different direction.

We arrive at his apartment and hang out in it for a short period of time. I don't like his other friends who're there so I'm a little bored/out of place but oh well. I had my mp3 player and headphones so I just listened to music off in a corner. They all decided to leave and go out for food/drinks. I followed, but split off at some point.

I found this really strange magical place. It was kind of a hipster-y/foody restaurant but it had a very appealing ambiance. I felt strangely at peace with this place. Almost at home, like I belonged. The gentle hum of the restaurant noises and people chatting in the background was making a beautiful rhythm and I had to stay. It also had warm, cozy, inviting lighting hitting tasteful nice wood seats/tables. They gave me some complimentary fries and a beer too. I don't like most beer so I was like whatever, but then I tasted it and it was cheese beer and it was delicious. The fries were just ok. They brought me some potatoes too, which were kind of meh but free as well so whatever.

The menu was full of pretentious food made with all local organic ingredients, but whatever it was probably still good food. A lady came and asked me for my order. I hadn't really considered it yet. I said I think I'm going to get a drink, and I scanned the menu, ordered a bourbon. Then she asked what for dinner and I ordered french onion soup. I've never had french onion soup but I saw it on an anthony bourdain epsode.

Shortly after I woke up.

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