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Oct-19-10
 | | Domdaniel: <dak> You are welcome, my friend. The phrase, for me, has become something like Borges's <Book of Sand> (or his one-sided disc, stolen from Odin), or Kipling's *Green Eye of the Little Yellow God* ... a treasure which haunts the owner, so that he can think of nothing but getting rid of it. Yet it's true: come steam engine time, it always steam-engines ... Speaking of the Book ... one of my favourite trans-lingual words is 'bog', which means god, soft, shoulder, book, bow and marsh in different parts of Europe. Perhaps there are Austro-Polynesian languages where it has stranger senses ... <Omar's Bog: a verse> A Serbian God, a Danish book, and thou
Beside me in this English swamp
A soft and Irish marsh around
A Swedish shoulder, Axel, and a bow.
létale moi
smŭrtonosna men
lethal me |
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Oct-19-10
| | Domdaniel: *pompadour swamp* ... where Jessica Fischerqueen meets Doctor Who and Captain Beefheart ... ... sounds heavenly to me ... |
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| Oct-19-10 | | dakgootje: I have got to remember about the Book of Sand - had never heard of the story! For a related steam engine quote:
"If human thought is a growth, like all other growths, its logic is without foundation of its own, and is only the adjusting constructiveness of all other growing things. A tree cannot find out, as it were, how to blossom, until comes blossom-time. A social growth cannot find out the use of steam engines, until comes steam-engine-time." -- Charles Fort |
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Oct-19-10
| | Domdaniel: <dak> Aha. Good detective work, and the nearest to 'my' line that I've seen. I read a couple of books by Fort a long time ago, and I suppose the line lurked in my brain, gradually collecting noise. But noise can be a kind of poetry... as in <Fort Apache, The Bronx> ... or the very short poem by Ogden Nash which goes (in toto) <The Bronx?
No, thonx.>
Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore. |
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Oct-19-10
| | Domdaniel: <Taghairm III: Tomorrow or Bust> Frogspawn vets may recall that 'taghairm' is an old Scottish form of divination, performed under a waterfall wrapped in a bullock's hide -- and that Ray Keene said it was one of Jon Speelman's favourite words ... and that <mack> claimed to have been in a band named Taghairm, doing Dylan songs. It then became my duty to write Dylanesque verses about Taghairm. Here's the latest version, again with apologies to <Tangled up in a Blue Bullock's Hide beneath Niagara Falls> ... She was a haruspex when we first met
a fortune teller's daughter
I helped her into a bullock's hide
but I used a little too much water
and she sat under the waterfall
as I was edging away
her voice was the voice of taghairm
I had no choice but to obey
you'll be back, she boomed at me
in that scots stentorian rumble
maybe I'll never leave, I said
would you care for a quick wee tumble?
you question my divining?
she was young then, easily shocked
I challenge thee to a contest
and we'll see just who gets unfrocked
I'd worked as a futurologist
corporate money for rope
I took out my bag of letters
and said 'lady, you ain't got a hope'
so lethal me, the letters guy
the alphatabulamantic
squared up to the girl in the bullock's hide
and the fight was something frantic
obama falls, I said at first
they'll get him with watergate plumbers
I see Scotland a republic ...
She reeled off thirty numbers.
I tried to keep predicting then
Political, fast and furious
The next five lottery winners, she said
Aren't you the least bit curious?
A bluff, I thought. None can pursue
world tracks so deeply random
when Palin comes to power, I said
The Clintons fall in tandem.
Gossip, she smiled. And trivia.
As seen in worthless papers.
I gave you 50 million pounds
and you respond with capers?
Reader, I married her. Her powers
remain beyond my ken
But a beautiful woman and a ton of gold
Await me when I come again. |
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| Oct-19-10 | | theodor: <similar things are...> for more than 30 years my hobby is collecting knowledg about solar cycles, moon cycles, byorithms and so on. my ''bible'' is Chizevski's ''the terrestrial echo from the solar storms''. all GP knows, that in a restricted laps of time they come people with the same symptoms or illness. knowing that, I noticed that when I have troubles with my teeths, others have us well; kidney troubles - the same. in these days I have some problems with my neck and shoulders - a coupple of friends of mine have too! let's go to the point: the sollar activity generally is causing magnetic storms down here. more or less strong. the parameters(vector's direction, frequence and strength) are variable - that's why different organs and sistems are affected(all of them have their on frequence). in fact, there are three different fields: electric, magnetic and electromagnetic. there are known several periods: two hours;dayly;monthly; 3 years for men, two for wimen; 7 years(mostly for artists); 11 and 22(the smallest solar cycle) years; 70, 100 and so on... if this is not boring for you, I can tell some more, especially for byorithms. after this post I'll go for two months in a brain rehabilitation hospice, with no use of alcohol! cheers.PS smurtonosna means mortal(causing death), smurtna is lethal(for female, and smurten for male). |
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Oct-20-10
| | Domdaniel: < after this post I'll go for two months in a brain rehabilitation hospice, with no use of alcohol>
Bon voyage, Theodor, and good luck. I can't fully approve of such actions, but I wish you well. I have managed to avoid such places myself, except as an occasional (and nervous) visitor. So what do I know? Not much. Maybe a *brain rehab hospice* saved the life of my ex-partner once: she emerged with a new brain, a determination to survive, and a marked distaste for alcohol, drugs, and me. But she got over the last of these in time. And you're not the first from chez Frogspawn to go down this route. It works for some people; and even if it doesn't 'stick', well, a body needs a vacation. |
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| Oct-20-10 | | achieve: Good luck, Theodore - you'll come out improved and with an irresistable snap, provided you don't over-extend your visit by as little as a day. General rule as <dom> said, is to avoid those places if possible. Replenish and formulate an improved lifestyle. Good luck! ;) |
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Oct-20-10
 | | Annie K.: <Dom> re. <"extension" post>: ne krasivo... but hilarious. :D <Deffi> when did you change your name?! ;) |
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Oct-20-10
| | Domdaniel: <Annie> Tak. I thought nobody noticed but of course you notice everything. My confidence is slightly battered at the moment (do I mean tattered? shattered? something like that) and I find that it's really very pleasant when somebody I like and respect says I done good. Well, maybe not strictly *good*. |
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| Oct-20-10 | | Russian Grandmasters: <Dom> sorry to hear you're down = I'm not sure if this will help or not, but this song used to help me when I lost confidence about something. <Niel Young> "For the Turnstile" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMt8...
To this day, I still sing this lyric from it
to myself
<Though your confidence
May, be, shattered,
It doesn't matter> |
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Oct-20-10
 | | Open Defence: all my confidence is in my confidant... |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: Used to be a confidence man
But the marks learned to rumble my patter
It didn't matter
Light will scatter
One can always find a mark
Even in Sark.
Now I frequent my shelf
Try to reinvent myself
No more talk of failin'
I'll burst out of Hurt's locker
Like Woody Alien. |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: תודה לך על המילים egy durva nyelvi
great leaping alphabets, Batman
... so, in this alternative timeline (my consciousness still tracks several narratives) Dick got tired of playing 'ward' to Bruce Wayne - encouraged by Alfred, a longtime soviet sleeper covering the American superhero program, he studies Marx in the Batcave library, and moves to Russia. Where they still honour the three men who saved socialism from the bankers: Lenin, Stalin, and Robin. As Robin said during his 80th birthday celebration: "Every robin's nest has some broken eggs". The chelovek who fell to zemlya...
Batman's in the nuthouse
Robin's in the hood
Amerika's been balkanized
And we're all feelin' good. |
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| Oct-21-10 | | mack: <<mack> claimed> Whaddya mean, 'claimed'? |
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Oct-21-10
| | Annie K.: <mack> heh. You back from Noo Yawk yet? How was it? :) <Dom> you're a first class person, and don't you forget it - but if you can use some extra reminders just now, you have friends here... and don't you forget that either. :) Btw, your Hebrew is perfect, ;) but I'm not sure what you were trying to say in Hungarian? |
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Oct-21-10
| | Open Defence: you have friends and frogs here.... |
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Oct-21-10
 | | chancho: Barry Mc Cabe - In The Dead Of Night
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ts46... |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: <Annie> - < I'm not sure what you were trying to say in Hungarian?>
Neither am I, ackshly. But it's good to know I can pass for a Hebe in an emergency. |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: <mack> I meant to ask you for some of the Empire State building rubble dislodged by Kong. Apparently it's overtaken scraps of Berlin Wall on the world rubble market, as measured by the Pebbles'n'Bam-Bam index. |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: <mack> 'claimed' has no derogatory imputation: it means something like "made an assertion which has yet to be supported by other witnesses". So you were in a band all of whose other members met with unusual gardening accidents? Hoe, hoe, hoe... |
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Oct-21-10
| | Annie K.: ... and frogs. If <Deffi> says so, then it is so. :) Heh... ok, on second thought the Hungarian phrase does make sense - in context, and with a lot of extra context, and without the "i" at the end. :D |
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Oct-21-10
| | Domdaniel: < without the "i" at the end>
I must be Tone Deff. |
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Oct-21-10
| | Annie K.: Pleased to meet you, Mr. Deff. May I call thee Tone? ;p |
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| Oct-21-10 | | dakgootje: Was only Tone left after Tarantino dogged all the colors? |
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