Water

Word has it that they were rioting in Cosco over water... Too bad I wasn't there because i probably could have got a few free shots in. You know a stinging left hook to the side of another person's head... The kind of person that would riot over water in Cosco.

Makes you wonder what might happen when the big earthquake hits and Richmond goes into the Ocean, North and West Van have a few subdivisions shift a few thousand feet down...

Hopefully the roads wont be too wrecked... Wouldn't want to miss my favorite part of the day... Reading the front page of the local papers. "How could this Happen!" or "Speed skating dome in the Ocean... No time to rebuild before the Olympics", or, Hundreds Riot for food and water.

not that I want this to happen, but it just seems that our species has just become so useless, it becomes irritating.

As I have said to a few who have made mad dashes to get water... You can always boil it... You still have electricity. And the response "but it tastes gross"... But it will keep you alive if that's what you are panicking about. One of the nameless persons supported the invasion of Iraq years ago on the principle that "Saddam" was a dictator and the world needed the Oil in good hands. Now those people have it rough... Years of no good water, no electricity, and a good chance of getting shot if you go out to find water... I guess not much economy in a land where there is nothing but broken buildings and depleted uranium vapor.

Well I guess I'll just go down and take a shit in my toilet that is filled with fine drinking water, that happens to be a bit cloudy, and then see what's in the frigde, maybe I'll call up somebody on the telephone and complain about something.

Give your head a shake people of Vancouver.

Made a fatal mistake

As the member of our household who is responsible for making the daily dinner I have taken it as a matter of pride to do good. If you are going to do something, do it right. I would say that I am a good cook, but I have lapses of total insanity. Every once in a while wieners and beans can work, provided you have the right wieners and the right beans. I am a salmon or Lamb and rice specialist... Piazzas are good, and I make a mean meatball, and a fine lasagna... But earlier this week while doing the shopping I saw a can of Manwitch... Basically a sloppy Joe recipe... But in a can. It is kind of like the wieners and beans, low rent but possibly tasty. Now what I should have done was take that idea and make sloppy joe's on my own, but no I bought the damn can, and to make a long story short ended up throwing out 1/2 a kilo of ground beef as it was ruined with some inedible shit.

never let your guard down, this world is brimming with stupidity

I'm beginning to hate Mac

From the man who said that computers will be the downfall of society, who then bought a G4 and it could do anything he wanted until there was no more internet support, and a fine operating system was abandoned. Well we have 4 computers in the house and only the old big tower can record music, because of stupid fuckery. For some bizarre reason CT's old ibook can only operate with the old operating system in "Classic " format... Which is an application within an application which doesn't have enough power to operate my old dinosaur setup... That happens to be a fine functional multitrack recording studio... The new ones need a "core audio driver" that is impossible to get.

what kind of a shithole company allows a hardworking family to spend about 9 grand on computers and not be able to do what the honest family wants. I don't give a rats ass about "newer" and "better" technology. I just want to spend what little time I have doing some work and not fucking around and trying to get the things I paid good money for to communicate. They are trying to force me to buy more but that's a waste and an environmental disaster. Oh yea I forgot progress is the cash register ringing... There is an song in there if I could ever align one of these pieces of shit.

The Failure generation

Hi, my name is Super Robertson... Well I'm also know by some as Mark Robertson, and I am a member of the sucker generation.

We were the fools that got zinged by education... Massive tuition increases but the strong promise of work of those with an "educated mind". A nation of hammerheads plum with student debt working in coffee shops, or doing manual labor. And we spent our 20's idolizing "the slacker" and then it was time to settle down and buy a home... Take another hosing on the housing bubble where you can get all the debt you will ever need (and then some) so you can stylise your own home on more credit.

Chip in the fact that we were the fools that have to live in a poisoned world on the broken promise of industrial progress and I think a case could be made for the term "the failure generation".

We accept insanity as normal... have we just been trained for this role?

To answer the question

Fuse lit bombs

It was a dream where we set off to firebomb a friends house (something I did for real from time to time). But this was going to be the mother of all firebombs and the whole town was in on it... And of course when we got there nobody had any matches or lighters and everybody blamed me.

Kind of like a dream where you can't run when you need to. The song was originally titled "Uncle Jerry A'Hearn" in honour of Jerry, my tree-planting boss turned friend, and the words were all there and so I phoned him and left it on his answering machine to record it but it got lost and I could never recapture what I thought I had that day so years later I had the dream and put the song together.

I remember Carl Fatman asked Lily Frost if she ever wrote any of her songs in her dreams... She laughed at him pointing out that she wasn't in a dream writing but rather has written about dreams. She is a winner that girl.

Anyhoo i hope that answers the question.

Possibly we should have ask SR a question blogaroos?

aloha suckers

American elections with respect to ballot measures

In the land of the free I do find it interesting how it seems more important for people to stop other people from doing things in the privacy of their own life and at the same time refuse to take a step in the right direction with respect to the debacle humans are in with respect to the use of fossil fuels.

This is what the people are saying to their government... And the government is suppose to listen right?

And what's all this talk of impeachment being off the table?

Not worth titling

Good work Mule, getting some stuff up on the supper show blog... I was about to delete that whole dog. I never would have done it but it crossed my mind... Another grand scoping project that got left in the gutter of life.

S Bloggerson... I don't mind that at all. I remember one time my daughter was eating ice cream and of course she had to lick the bowl clean and then had stuff all over her face... I called her Grubberson and she said "No daddy I'm not grubberson I'm Kaiya". And then later I was relating the story to my father and when he heard grubberson he said "Hey, we don't like Grubberson... We are sensitive around here".
I have very little in common with the rest of the world, or at least I think that all the time... Which reminds me... I should plug in my ipod so that I can hear music tomorrow when I am getting soaked in another torrential rain brought on by the "pineapple express".

Remember the time pooh bear goes out to wish everybody a happy windsday... And when he gets to Owls house Owl scoffs at him and launches into a story about the great wind of 72, or was it 73... "Anyway pooh I would hardly call it a windsday, more like a spring zepher".

Now that's good stuff