Well another successful and wonderful christmas under our belts.
Belts unbuckled and bellies filled with food, love, laughter and joy.
It's all I ever need to keep me strong and healthy.
Thank you to all that we're there to share with me, helping and making me feel wonderful and loved.
And for the ones I couldn't sit beside, share a laugh with and give them a hug..
You were DEFINITELY there in my thoughts and always in my heart.
Cheers and Merry Christmas!
2thousand9
Friday, December 25, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
time warping the toilet flume.
I love this show called Time Warp. They film a variety of things at super high speed, so that it can be watched back in ultra slow motion. Tonight, it was on germs. One in particular the toilet flume.
Every time you flush the toilet, the suction and rotating movement of the water/pee/poop, whatever, going down creates a kick back, an aerosolized spray that is invisible containing about 750,000 germs and your what not, that land everywhere in your bathroom.
If you are ever at my place, please close the lid before you flush.
If you ever get a chance check out this show, it's pretty interesting. You may even learn something.
Time Warp on the Discovery Channel
Video of what happens when you flush click here
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
What Storm Troopers do on a day off....
Okay last thing for today. I thought this was well done, hilarious and clever.... mostly just pretty funny. The photos are very well shot. anyways want to check out more? Go here What Storm Troopers do on a day off
post secret
Everyone's got a secret...
You may find the brave voices captured in this short five minute film haunting, shocking and humorous. In some of their faces you'll see joy, anguish and grace as they trust you with their confession.
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
You may find the brave voices captured in this short five minute film haunting, shocking and humorous. In some of their faces you'll see joy, anguish and grace as they trust you with their confession.
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
PostSecret: Confessions on Life, Death and God from Frank Warren on Vimeo.
Street Art: Joshua Allen Harris
the work of street artist Joshua Allen Harris. exploring artistic possibilities using the subway exhaust. Using only tape and garbage bags, Harris creates giant inflatable animals that become animated when fastened to a sidewalk grate. Check out the video..
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
some religions and there of...
i want to believe
but what to believe
what is true.
is truth in the mind of the beholder
is what i see my truth?
and what i see through my eyes, are different to you
red may be green
and green may be blue
it's like they say..
if a tree falls in the woods and no one is around..
does it make a sound?
so really, what we're asking?
does it exist if it can't be seen or heard?
perhaps you are, what i've built of you and think who you are.
a reflection of just what i need you to be.....
My friend and i were hiking the other day and we saw a huge tree that had fallen down. I wondered how loud it must of sounded. Which then posed the infamous question, if a tree falls in the woods with no one around, does it make a sound?
Following that our conversation led to a variety of things, relating to the idea of possibilities of what really exists and what we make true for ourselves. Maybe nothing exists at all until it's seen, felt or happens. Perhaps there is nothing, blackness around the corner, until you get there. Anyways, there were some good interesting aspects of ideas we came up with and there were also ridiculous jackass comments as well. It was a good conversation. Funnily enough, he, my friend, a day later had pretty much the same conversation with a friend of his that believes in a religion that follows a lot of these ideas.. well, without our jackass ideas of comments, and maybe a little more intense... But, yeah, apparently there is a religion called Choices and it's all about, you, me, this.. doesn't really exist, we are just an idea, a thought part of one whole. One whole giant "brain".. or something like that. My friend wasn't very good at explaining the religion. Anyways. strange.
but what to believe
what is true.
is truth in the mind of the beholder
is what i see my truth?
and what i see through my eyes, are different to you
red may be green
and green may be blue
it's like they say..
if a tree falls in the woods and no one is around..
does it make a sound?
so really, what we're asking?
does it exist if it can't be seen or heard?
perhaps you are, what i've built of you and think who you are.
a reflection of just what i need you to be.....
My friend and i were hiking the other day and we saw a huge tree that had fallen down. I wondered how loud it must of sounded. Which then posed the infamous question, if a tree falls in the woods with no one around, does it make a sound?
Following that our conversation led to a variety of things, relating to the idea of possibilities of what really exists and what we make true for ourselves. Maybe nothing exists at all until it's seen, felt or happens. Perhaps there is nothing, blackness around the corner, until you get there. Anyways, there were some good interesting aspects of ideas we came up with and there were also ridiculous jackass comments as well. It was a good conversation. Funnily enough, he, my friend, a day later had pretty much the same conversation with a friend of his that believes in a religion that follows a lot of these ideas.. well, without our jackass ideas of comments, and maybe a little more intense... But, yeah, apparently there is a religion called Choices and it's all about, you, me, this.. doesn't really exist, we are just an idea, a thought part of one whole. One whole giant "brain".. or something like that. My friend wasn't very good at explaining the religion. Anyways. strange.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
mmmm brain stew.
my brain is stirring.
brewing up a stew.
sometimes don't you ever feel like you're not sure if other people are fucking crazy...
or if it's just you.
all you and your crazy fucked up head...
or is it them, fucking with your head?
I don't know what to believe anymore.
I don't want to believe what may be obvious..
but then again, the last time i checked, i don't live at Melrose's Place.
Oh stupid brain, you think too much.
everything is cryptic
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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