my, how time flies… i

my, how time flies…

i have been tweaking (you know how i am with tweaking…) a new blog which i started on a whim.  i guess the germ of the concept was planted when bernard (happy birthday, bernard!) told me of a court case in which a former FBI agent accused of drunk driving was ordered to repeat, exactly, the hoisting of drinks and gorging of Mexican food he did on the night in question.  The judge in that case — apparently a ‘law-and-order’ man — is engaging these extraordinary departures from judicial practice in an effort to acquit the lawman based on some bizarre logic that says we can make you repeat what you said you did (as if that’s the truth) and thereby ‘prove’ that you were not drunk (as if that’s proof). 

it started me thinking how there may be many ultra-conservative, fanatically religious, racially biased judges out there who, inspired by the Supreme Court’s gerrymandering of law, may now feel freed from the judicious restraint they have imposed on their biases in the past.  why bother now that the gang of five has, on the basis of untenable arguments, so vigourously expressed their true colors?  <fade to rehnquist doing plies in a sunny flowered field while cindy lauper sings>

well anyway, that’s what got me started on starting the other blog, and to tell the truth, it scares me, looking at those fleeting dark thoughts out here in print, and observing the shift in the behavior of many judges and the new boldness of some of them to violate long-standing ethical prohibitions against partiality. 

there is a courthouse in worcester, massachusetts with this harsh motto carved in stone: obedience to law is liberty.  i have never liked it, but my observations of new judicial excursions outside the law while under the color of authority make me want to re-carve it thus: obedience to truth is liberty

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are these too looooooooong?

are these too looooooooong?

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napster is up and down

napster is up and down upanddownupanddownupanddownupanddown… today.  but it is not gone. 

i fear it will be, though.  they ask us to press our congresspersons to support the movement, to express our napster-devotions to record companies, and to stay connected and keep napster running on our computers.  the last i will do.  hell, i religiously practiced the seti ‘distributed processing’ thing for a long time.  and if i am going to be religious about it, the napster thing is much more a part of my world and closer to my heart than ET. 

And the world will be better for this
That one man scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star

from Impossible Dream

but these things — persuit of hope and the love of song — are the politics of the muse and quite alien to politicians and businesses.  indeed the muse is anathema to the music industry.  so i fear for napster; shawn fanning has become a don quixote for me, and has revealed to me the beauty of his dulcinea, music.  which, for some reason, i never really noticed before.  i fear for the impossible dream. 

yet, i hope… 

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ok, after some motrin and

ok, after some motrin and broken dishes, i think i have that stupid script working!  comment at will…

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napster was smokin last night

napster was smokin last night (or this morning, like 4am) — everybody was there!  searches were fast, high bit-rates were abundant, and i got stuck in some sort of sixties reminiscence (thank you kvjc, you have an excellent collection!) 

now, of course, i obey the wishes of those pricks (whose assholes are so tight they could snap broomsticks) who want the RIAA to rule (heil!), and i do not actually keep any of these things.  that would upset the economic balance of the universe, and send us careening into really dangerous places (lions and tigers and bears — oh my!) or at least into places unfamiliar.  (lions and tigers and bears — oh my!)

anyway, these are most of the gems i found, almost all at 320.  and of course i am not listening to them right now, of course i am not flying through the intoxicating ether that is music, of course i am not swimming in that exquisitely delicate, massively moving sea that is music. 

i am not.  that would be anti-social (or something). 

enjoy life a little. 

 

 

a small list of all the songs which are not in my possession, but which make me (egad!) happy:

*Bangles – Manic Monday.mp3
*Cole Porter – Night and Day (vocals by Ella Fitzgerald).mp3
*Law & Order.mp3
*Gene Pitney – The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance.mp3
*Paul Revere & the Raiders-Indian Reservation (Cherokee Nation).mp3
*I’m Henry the VIII, I Am.mp3
*Young Rascals – You Better Run.mp3
*Young Rascals–Groovin’.mp3
*Young Rascals – Good Lovin’.mp3
*Turtles – Eve Of Destruction.mp3
*Bee Gees – New York Mining Disaster 1941.mp3
*Donovan – Jennifer Juniper(256).mp3
*The Turtles – Eve Of Destruction.mp3
*Young Rascals – A girl like you.mp3
*Hermans Hermits – Cant You Hear My Heart Beat.mp3
*Tommy James and the Shondells – I Think we’re alone now .mp3
*Young Rascals – How Can I Be Sure.mp3
*Louis Armstrong — What a Wonderful World.mp3
*Ani Difranco -Two Little Girls.mp3
*Starz – Cherry Baby.mp3
*Bee Gees – (1967) – Massachusetts.mp3
*Eric Burdon And The Animals – When I Was Young.mp3
*Turtles – Elenore.mp3
*Eric Burdon & The Animals – Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood.mp3
*Herman’s Hermits – Listen People.mp3
*Ani Difranco –When I’m Gone.mp3
*Herman’s Hermits – I’m Into Something Good.mp3
*Eric Burdon and the Animals – We Gotta Get Out Of This Place.mp3
*Herman’s Hermits – There’s a Kind of Hush(320).mp3
*60s – Kingston Trio- The Lion Sleeps Tonight.mp3
*Oldies – Nancy Sinatra – These Boots Are Made For Walking.mp3
*Eric Burdon & the Animals – San Franciscan Nights.mp3
*Otis Redding – Sitting on the dock of the bay.mp3
*Lulu – To Sir With Love.mp3
*Donovan – Colours (Rare – 4.mp3
*Association – Along Comes Mary.mp3
*Herman’s Hermits – Mrs. Brown You’ve Got A Lovely Daughter(ok).mp3
*Donovan – I’ll Try For The Sun.mp3
*Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young – Teach Your Children.mp3
*The Turtles – Happy Together.mp3
*Carrie Anne – Hollies.mp3
*Hollies – Bus Stop.mp3
*Young Rascals – People Got to Be Free.mp3
*70’s Bob Welch – Sentimental Lady.mp3
*Greatest Hits – The Association – Windy – 12.mp3
*Rainy Night in Georgia – Brook Benton.mp3
*Turtles – You Showed Me.mp3
*Petula Clark – Downtown.mp3
*Association – Never My Love.mp3
*Petula Clark  Downtown.mp3
*Bob Dylan – Lay Lady Lay.mp3
*bob dylan – lay lady lay2.mp3
*Lionel Richie – Easy like Sunday morning.mp3
*Ani Difranco – Up Up Up Up Up Up.mp3
*John Lennon – Woman.mp3
*Association – Cherish.mp3
*Eddie Holman – Hey There Lonely Girl.mp3
*Mungo Jerry – In the Summertime 1.MP3
*Eagles -Best Of My Love.mp3
*Righteous Brothers – Unchained Melody2.mp3
*Christopher Cross – Ride like the wind.mp3
*Ani Difranco – Outta Me, Into You.mp3
*Donovan – Mellow Yellow.mp3
*Cheap Trick – I Want You To Want Me.mp3
*Donovan – Ballad Of Geraldine.mp3
*lonely-days–bee-gees.mp3
*The Guess Who – The Best of The Guess Who – 09 – Share the Land.mp3
*how-can-you-mend-a-broken-heart–bee-gees.mp3
*Donovan – Atlantis.mp3
*07 – Ruby Jean And Billie Lee.mp3
*Seals & Crofts – Diamond Girl_Various Artists.mp3
*Hollies – He Aint Heavy He’s My Brother.mp3
*The Zombies – Time Of The Season.mp3
*Sade – Smooth Operator.mp3
*Commodores – Easy Like Sunday Morning.MP3
*BoDeans – Fadeaway.mp3
*Ani Difranco – New Orleans – Wish I May.mp3
*Eric Burdon and The Animals – Paint it Black.mp3
*Donovan – Season Of The Witch.mp3
*third eye blind – the background.mp3
*ZZ – Ray Charles – Rainy Night In Georgia.mp3
*1970’s FM Hits – Various Artists – (Don’t Fear) The Reaper – (Blue Oyster Cult).mp3
*Eric Burdon and the Animals – Sky Pilot.mp3
*Piano concerto No. 3 – Sergei Rachmaninov – 04 – Andante from Cello sonata, op.19 (arr. by Volodos).mp3

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i have been re-reading a

i have been re-reading a minor history of bubble-baths.  it is amazing how often they were needed throughout the progress of mankind, yet how often their soothing peace was forfeited for our familiar angst.  i am no queen (marcus schenkenberg notwithstanding), but i am also no dummy and i have learned a bit from a minor history.  now i will imerse my aching, flabbous (well, really only slightly mis-shapen) frame into the gentle (mmmmmm…), warm (aahhhh…), slippery (oh, yeah…), pulsating (!), uh, no — got a bit carried away — not pulsating, but nonetheless rejuvenating bubblebath.  therefrom i shall emerge — serene. 

oh, and might i mention the tinkering (apparent at the top of this page) which i am doing to try and make this page actually load when BlogVoices is blogged down (like earlier this evening).  the code is only half finished (scriptus interruptus via vomitus), but the idea that is developing is to just prevent calls to the BV server during their peakload times, thus allowing this immeasurably valuable page to load quickly, while relieving some of the stress on BV. 

i really do appreciate that service; it is nothing less than precious to the cohesion of this type of community, as given witness by the massive demand on it.  and if i have overstated that, then at least i can say authoritatively that the comments it yields are precious to me. 

thanks, you commenter, you. 

of course my tinkerage disables commenting during the time it is speeding up page loads.  ah, well.  perhaps it’s only temporary.  more tweaking tomorrow… 

as dudley moore’s manservant in the movie arthur would say, “you’re bahhhth awaits.” 

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i thought i evaded

i thought i evaded the flu by suffering for the last week with merely a cold — which was done and gone just today.  think again.  apparently i have an array of ailments queued and eager to express themselves in multi-textural, technicolor ways; a low procession of symptoms passing none too soon.  pass, pass…  please. 

i was feeling fine at noon, and by five i was starving.  so i cooked up <gag> a bunch of greasy sausage <retch> and eggs.  two bites and i was closely inspecting the condition of my toilet seat.  oohhhhuuukchffft, (wipes mouth).  sorry.  you know how that taste… oh, never mind. 

anyway, the turmoil seems to be, …um, …passing, so to speak (or at least on its way there).  you know, it is amazing how certain urgencies can make us gladly put our fair faces in certain places where, once having seen it up close, we then think twice about putting our fair asses there. 

if the rapid progress of this storm through my alimentary canal is any guage of its duration, then i can predict i will be through this — or it through me — by morning.  and already i am tolerating a little cherry garcia.  i would faint if not for ben & jerry; this weak-trembling-ness sucks, and i think i’ll be in bed by eleven.&nbsp: that’s at least six hours earlier than my usual bedtime, for about the last month anyway.  so maybe this is a good thing, to get me back on track.  (yeah, right.  like curing jet-lag with a crash.)

also, thanks to whoever returned via ‘permalink’.  you alerted me to my sloppy url-coding.  for the first time, i’m using non-relative, (i.e.: “../../img/me_and_marcus_schenkenberg_in_bed.jpg”) non-absolute (i.e.: “http://burgwinkel.com/img/me_and_marcus_schenkenberg_under_the_bed.jpg”) url’s in my image links, like this: “/img/me_and_the_bed_on_marcus_schenkenberg.jpg” — no dots and no domain name — soze i can move pages down to the blogchive directory without losing images.  and i have no eff’n idea why i’m explaining all this.  it would have been interesting to me once.  i guess that’s why. 

or maybe i’m delerious… 

 

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shawn fanning can have anything

shawn fanning can have anything he wants at my house…  <grin>

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you know something?  i really

you know something?  i really like the pat metheny group.  i never would have realized that, except for napster.  i mean, come-the-fuck-on, napster does the same thing as radio stations, only napster isn’t wrapped around the record exec’s cocks like radio stations are (or at least napster hasn’t taken that position in the past — we’ll soon see if they can continue to abstain…).  it’s a tantrum we let the recording cartel get away with; napster ultimately does what the recording industry pays dj’s to do — only napster does it better and without advertising expenses — but the RIAA exec’s stomp and whine and shout “NO!” 

just cuz they can. 

excuse me whilst i puke. 

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boooo, we lose.  uh,

boooo, we lose.  uh, wait a minute…  no.  uh, yay, we win!  ummm, hang-on.  shoot, i don’t know!  go here whilst i frantically d/l more tunes. 

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tweaking the layout, halfway there…

tweaking the layout, halfway there…

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g’day.  coffee, windowshades, the knowledge

g’day.  coffee, windowshades, the knowledge of a perfectly sparkling-sunny-crisp-clear-bluesky day outside, and lots of html to tweak, all make for a contented (if unemployed) soul. 

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fascinating rambling thoughts.  and

fascinating rambling thoughts.  and don’t go there just for his voice.&nbsp but go there. 

now, finally, i am going to bed (i promise) and go to sleep, listening to mays talk. 

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Tales of a Slut it

Tales of a Slut

it thrilled me with its class, its antics made me laugh out loud, and i cried for its more than close to the heart familiarity.&nbsp bravo.&nbsp

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reminder to self:  investigate

reminder to self:  investigate this guy, chay, more later on. 

i can’t believe he calls this image ‘chaysilly’.  i know that i have a rather flattened affect as the result of my own caffeine abuse; perhaps he and i have something in common.  he does drink coffee (espressoes, lattes, etc.). 

<sigh>  fevered dreams upon temporal brow, still-beating hearts do hope, and the soul in angst exudes its glistening sweat in the innocence of tear’d eyes.  bedtime.&nbsp

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