HEY!!

Hey!! Someone found a new tomb in the Egyptian Valley of the Kings for the first time since Tut in 1922!!

Hey!! The Scottish Parliament has a page in the hilarious pidgin known as “Scots”!! (Hooanever, at present we can tak telephone and textphone caws in English and Gaelic juist.)

Hey!! Don’t do this with a ladder during that home improvement project!!

Hey!! Get some get up ‘n’ go by putting some buckshot in your face!!

Hey!! Don’t be the one who has to clean out this very odd vending machine!!

Hey!! Don’t worry, everything is under control! We’re just surreptitiously draining this gigantic lake over here!!

SO YOU’VE FOUND A GIRL WHO BUYS 2% MILK

Tori Amos is a tremendous talent. Great singer, great songwriter. Love ‘er! However, her raging success in the 1990s was not without collateral damage. Supermarket muzak now consists almost entirely of women singers with that little-girl voice, backed by pianos and acoustic guitars, singing yearningly about their yearning to yearn. It’s dreck. Somehow I imagine Ms. Amos driving around in her car or going to the Stop ‘n’ Slop and hearing Sixpence Nun and the Michelles trying for a sound somewhere between hers and the Sundays and being blithering idiots, and she slams her Super Big Burp down on the cupholder and yells “Fuck.. FUCKING FUCK!”

I hope she does! Because i do.

Get back in the wagon, kids, we’re going to Farrell’s

K Car Woody Wagon

About 30% of my childhood was spent riding around in shitty beat-up station wagons going from one parking lot to another in a yellowish haze of smog. I got to relive a bit of that today because the nearby brushfires have once again turned everything yellow and a bit toxic, and I found a craptastic Chrysler Reliant K “woody” wagon in the Borders parking lot. It’s similar to the one I shot in Santa Ana before. Something about the way that smoky light hit the veneering and the frayed upholstery and the dirty glass caused me to have a Central Orange County Proustian Experience.

The rest of the shots are in this Flickr set.

Where’s the hierophant for this hypnopomp?

I keep most of my psychologically related stuff on the brain filter now, but here are some recent factoids of interest that have come up from my own situation.

One theory for the effect of NFB is that it replicates the twilight states of the brain, the hypnagogic and hypnopompic states of going to and coming from sleep. The theory is that the brain does a lot of “figuring out” emotional issues and trauma in those states, and that inducing or prolonging them is helpful.

Digestive health has way, way more effect on mental health that many people realize. An ounce of Metamucil is worth a ton of neurochemical intervention.

Mindfulness is hard. Oh, you knew that, though.

flesh that walks

  1. Bibliodyssey has a fascinating article on the encrypted religious poetry of the 9th century German theologian Rabanus. This is the kind of thing I see and immediately want to know everything about!
  2. On a totally different spectrum of awesome, here’s a formula 1 V10 engine warming up and revving, just to show you what the peak of gearhead technology looks and sounds like.
  3. I hope this is an incorrect report, but it’s not unbelievable that the world’s two best-known child molesters would make beautiful music together.