Perhaps it's not me who has a rage problem, but rather society that has a stupidity problem.

A new idea will firstly become denounced as being ridiculous

Secondly there are many fights against it

And finally all people were in favour of that from the early beginning

-Some guy explaining Arthur Schopenhauer in a film

You see I have always felt ridiculous, and even got confused with the "coolness" of being weird, and all of the gross intangibles in which that operation encompasses.  My mother always said I was very logical and over the years I have developed a major distrust of the establishment... all of it warranted I believe.

Basically, I do wish we could all get along and do the right thing for each other... live in harmony so to say, but that would be bad for business, and business is good for society, so we all innately know, and the most important thing is tax breaks and taking away things from other people that we don't have, and using force to make people think the way we think they ought to... Did I just go off the deep end?  I don't think I did actually, I think I'm calling it like it is actually.

We live in strange times, we are the generation, "they say" who's standard of living will be less than our parents...  I think one still has choices and the word "standard of living" is more than number on a graph.  For example, one's standard of not watching television and engaging in events with like minded community members that require physical and mental participation is something perhaps not seen on a graph.  I mean I don't want to get all positive and ruin a good rage, if you know what I mean... who knows what anybody means in this mosaic of regurgitated catchphrases... what does that mean? My point being is that some of the happiest people i know, and the funnest to be around, don't have a lot of money, and the wealthiest people i know, i can't say the same about.

Legions of registered voters want to kill science and let GOD show us the way as they drive air conditioned cars to church, perhaps never thinking about the feat of mechanical engineering that made it all possible.  It's like thinking in a vacuume... remember when the first people attempting flight were in bird suits... lets do a search... fucking killer check this:

This is awesome and shows the point... notice how the student of the pro has to leap off the platform while the pro shouts advise:

You see, it didn't work and it never will, and no prayer can ever make it.  Now I’m not saying prayer has no use at all... probably good for focusing and reminding one on what's important as they live out their day, or at least what they think is important.  The point being, it was science... recording what is, checking that data, and coming up with a new plan that made flight for humans possible.

(actually is should be noted that technology has now developed a suit where you can dive off a mountain top and glide down at top speed... just don't make a mistake)

When I was a kid I remember praying, but mostly I was trying to get something I didn't deserve, and since knelling closing my eyes and putting a few words out to some being it was believed could make or break your flow, was an easy few minute job, I felt the rewards could possibly be worth the minimal effort.

The argument is probably along the lines. For a prayer to work you need to mean it.  I actually believe that... but in my world it's more a matter of living life to a certain standard in how you treat people and how you do things, and why, and you will end up in a situation where you are blessed.  I imagine a wonderful religious person praying for happiness for all, and then greeting all with a sense of happiness and having that reciprocated back... warm happy people are fun to be around.

I love the fact that I have a video of a gullible sucker in a bird suit jumping off a platform and accelerating towards the ground at 9.81 m/s2  . The real problem is that our populations of “consumers” are in that bird suit and we are standing at the edge of a very tall cliff and the people in charge are saying... OK you go now.

When you break down arguments it's really insane to see what people are against and why, and in most of the cases it's because they don't really know what the fuck they are talking about... just air going over lips.  If there was a science political party, with the right funding I’m sure you could have somebody explain that 5x5 is indeed 26, and you could probably get enough supporters to in one way or another affect the outcome of an election thus giving way to all manor of debate.  All the while people in power might decide going to school is too dangerous so instead of educating children we need armed solders on every street corner, and in an unrelated bill it appears that meetings of 4 or more people are now banned and any solider that see's such a thing is authorized to use maximum force to enforce the law.  Did I go off the deep end there... perhaps time will tell.

been poking around at employment options...

The reality is, i might actually be totally unemployable... what can i say, I'm a "glass half empty" kind of guy. It's odd because every job i have ever done people loved me in it. I taught high school Chemistry and Physics at a private school and they asked me to stay on over more qualified applicants because apparently my class was excellent. At the post office I actually got some people phone in and do the opposite of complain about my service. Tree planting and landscape jobs always wanted me back calling me "top shelf all the way". I have an Honours degree from a University and my wife, a world class researcher, picked me to stay home and mind her children. I was once voted Strata Council President ! As a musician i was always welcome back to establishments or events that i had played before...

Sure sure, this is me pumping my tires... usually i like to deflate my tires and then steal my rims which of course is the point of this exercise. Looking pro is not my bag... I find myself thinking "are you fucking kidding me! You really want me to write a resume for that shitty job... you don't think i could do that... i could do that and care for a few infants, prepare for a dinner party and write a song about how stupid your dumb job is".

My problem is probably that i am an expert cheater and swindler... it's not my style anymore, but there was a time in my life where i cheated and swindled my way into pretty much anything. In the end it created a religiously philosophical attitude where i learned you get what you give out of life, so i changed my ways. Since then life has been very good for me, I do what i do, cover my end of the bargains and then a bit extra to keep the karma flowing and all is good. I guess it's about the resume, it's just horse shit... years ago when i needed to find a job i just hired a guy to write the resume and boom i got into the interview... it was as easy as using old exams to study for University exams... just know the answers, who gives a fuck if you know or can do anything. Comes down to my main beef with society... far too many incompetent chuckelheads in positions of employment just gobbling away pecking at their seed and the ball is moved down the field.

It's the B.S. courtship game I'm not too crazy about... hey i just had an idea! I should just contact these bastards and say why don't i come and work for you for a little bit for free, and if your job doesn't irritate the shit out of me and you think i can do it in a competent manner, then lets do this. You see the problem is that i find engaging in phony behaviour hard on the soul, and of course the other problem is that i really have no skills... I can take care of kids, but I'd rather be harpooned than take care of some fools whiny brat... the parent would come and pick up the kid with a list of special treatment items they think their kid deserves, and i would have to tell them that their shitty parenting has created this ass hole child and so now their first order of business is to park their stupid ego and do what's right... I'll just pass.

I guess the thing is to stay away from classified job adds: You read them and you just want to give up automatically. I think about the world today... I just went on leave from a job, cancelled my phone, my gas and my hydro and in every one of these situations there was a major fuck up where somebody or some system was in place to over bill and then under bill and then refund, and then pay and then want money back, and I'm thinking all these people have jobs and nothing works, but maybe at one time their resumes danced to the right tune and they sounded competent. How can everything be fucked but yet resumes are shining somewhere? You can take a course on how to write a resume, but i haven't seen a course on how to be a good employee. Catch my drift?

I can't program a computer, i don't see that ever happening. but i have done things with computers that made people say "wow you are really good at computers, you should teach people" which made me think that "wow you really have no idea what you are talking about". I mean i could talk shit and pretend i know but for sure sooner or later i will be shown as the fool i am. I'm kind of at the stage in my life where I'm not interested in bullshitting... it's just kind of a life value. That's why i think the idea job for me would be a farmer... work real hard and use what you have, when and where you have and be judged on your product... except of course society is set up to punish farmers and favour corporate farms. Perhaps i mentioned before i was a useless salesman... somewhere in this blogoshpere there is probably a few stories about how i worked as a stereo salesman, and it turned out badly.

The problem is I'm not skilled enough to work on the high end of the corporate ladder and many people i know are... they are paid quite well and so insanity is part of the gig.. I would then be on the bottom end of the pay scale where suffering the lunacy is not as ideal. Insufferable perhaps... I think i want to be a farmer... maybe i can propagate blueberries and sell them to somebody who gives a damn.

one of the flaws of politics

OK so in Canada, the party that is the official opposition just chose a new leader due to a very unfortunate occurrence, but hey, that's what happens. It happens to be the left wing leaning party and the guy who won is a more central character... whatever the hell that means. You see these politicians have this ability to claim beliefs but then when in power their beliefs often wane in the face of corporate dollars... for some reason.

So the party that is in charge of the country, is actually a coalition of the two former right wing parties who were called the Conservatives and the Reform party... you see , what they figured out was that they couldn't win if they were splitting the vote all the time so they joined into a coalition and became one party. Then they won government and somehow manage to paint the idea that forming a coalition is an evil and savage game plan that will throw the country into sure peril, and a dangerous thing for democracy. Of course the idiot central and left wing party buy into this line of malarkey and spend all campaigns trying to reiterate that no, they will not in fact form a coalition in an effort to beat a coalition in the grand game of politics... only in humanity would things get so strange.

So the new guy from the left wing party gets elected and his first statement is that they will not form a coalition with the other party. I mean, fuck me up the ass with a rake backwards if that sounds like a good opening line. Let me open by giving my savage and wily political opponent some ammunition... perhaps there will be a new commercial out tomorrow with me beaking off on that clip, cause you have to know they will. Why not just take a moment to remind Canadians that the party in power is in fact a coalition and then just let that drift out there? Isn't the idea of a political party a group of people set to win an election? Remember the goal is to win the election, and once you get in you just serve your circle on the spoils, right?

You see it's important to win the election and when your first statement is the same statement that has been used to harpoon the last few opponents, you think you might learn. Why make that statement? Are you trying to say you are a politician of principle?

There was a guy who ran a few years ago and his platform was to get away from fossil fuel use and turn Canada into a leader in "green" technology... the idea being that eventually the world will have to turn that direction so Canada should be a leader at that time. From my perspective it was easily the most sane position i have ever heard a politician speak, and as so he was beaten like a rented mule... fell prey to "weak leader" ads and coalition fear mongering.

Is not is.

That statement makes more sense than the idea that political parties are set to serve Canadian taxpayer interests. To be honest i don't know much about this guy, who will now lead the opposition, but if his first statement is the same statement that has cost election losses to a coalition government, that forgot it was a coalition, but managed two times in a row to defeat the other parties by demonizing the concept of a coalition, because they know that if the other parties form a coalition as they did then they are surely doomed.

Kind of like playing chess and getting beaten by the same 7 step move to checkmate time and time again... How do you get that job? You get elected to lead and your first statement is a weak pass up the middle of the ice to a potent offensive player... a la Schneps to Mike Bossy in game one of the Stanley Cup final, overtime 1982.

It's kind of odd

When i start an old blogaroo, i don't know what the hell I'm going to chicken peck about... i think most people would have a plan. I'm OK with not having as plan... we need fluid boundaries, like a good jam that just finds a pocket nobody was expecting and stays there and explores the options. Either that or flips like a large mouthed bass in a canoe a few minutes after thinking "yea I'm eating that frog".

OK

So I was going up Mt. Tabor and i ran into a few neighbours... multiple sets and the word on the street was that it was cold up there and i was under dressed. I scoffed off that nonsense pointing out i had a sweater and a Scarb jacket... not to mention a Man orange long sleeve shirt... but you know the Americans always trying to be helpful, concerned i might get up there and change my tune. It kind of got to the point where i had to say "listen here, I'm Canadian and your sissy Yankee Chinook can't chill me"... things grew serious. I then pointed out that i have 4 inch sideburns, perhaps rather obvious, and that those sideburns would direct the wind like an experienced air traffic controller might guide a jumbo 757 to its approved path... more confusion... my point about my handle bar moustache hovering like a couple of imperial guards protecting my neck region never even really got made before i had to let them know this was my attempt at humour, or humor for that matter. Then we were Yucking it up... the old me would have parted and had that interaction coat our future relationship like a bad fungus.

In the end there was no cold... I'm from the old school, if it's cold walk faster, if it's still cold start air drumming... still cold air drum metal circus beats... still cold do it with leg kicks. In a consumer society we rely on gadgets too often... gadgets allow flawed minds to create excuses to fail to see what is right. Yes... this gadget will solve your problem... i didn't know i had one...

Then again i don't have a cell phone. 1) too cheap, 2) can't really work the damn things, 3) always break down when i need them, 4) don't want to be contacted when I'm on a mission.

My problem with the cell phone culture is the fact that people now have an excuse to be flaky on plans. I'll be there in Wednesday @ 7:20PM... well man give me your cell number and I'll call you at around 7 and see where I'm at... me I'm like, well I'll be there... I don't need to check in @ 7 because at that time i will be in transit, and to pay a company to dose myself with radiation to give somebody an out seems insane. If you can't make it, don't be there, i don't need to be on a phone hearing an excuse that is going to enrage me. I do see that i am one of "those" people that will never really be understood on issues like this.

Example: I don't watch T.V. , well i did watch "Hockey Night in Canada" until it stopped broadcasting an analogue signal... you can stream it now, provided you live in Canada. Not watching TV was a conscious decision... My wife felt the same way... one of our core values. This has been going on for over a decade, close to two actually, but yet every time I phone home, some family member asks me if i have seen a certain show, to which i reply "I don't watch TV", to which they reply "oh well you should because this show is really good"... maybe it is, but the point is i have consciously decided to live free of television programming, which is the key problem for me, and the docile sloth mentality of the average TV consumer. But it's like every fucking time somebody telling me what show i am missing... it's like it never registered in the first place and we just go back and have the same conversation over and over again... me calling watching TV bullshit, and them urging me to get with the program... I don't go over to vegetarians houses and cook up pans of bacon and say things like "you should try this it's really good", even though i do believe bacon is really good... i mean i know it's a shit food... bad fat, ridiculous sodium content... but i like the taste. Actually i did go to a vegetarian party one time and cook up a pile of sausages, but it was really funny, and i only did it once.

It's a human problem, when you don't do something that everybody does you become a weirdo, but the truth is i have probably replaced time wasting hours on television with time wasting hours on this blasted Internet... what do i think? I think if you have a purpose the Internet is great, if your are looking for purpose the Internet is a black hole. i have been both persons on many a nights, hear my hit song "internetting on chatroulette" by SR Jones for comedy if you want... it is what it is. The waitress at the bar down the street doesn't like that saying, neither did one of my former band mates. To me "it is what it is" means you are still in the process of observing. I find too often people try to define things before they know what the hell they are talking about, but perhaps they are just trying to shot those watching that they have things under control. We like control for some reason, perhaps it's ownership of the situation we strive for.

just another fork in the road, bed time in the city of fallen heroes

I watch running with the bulls...

I watch it because i think it's funny to see people gored because they wanted to prove that they were invincible. Dad and i would always watch the news highlights of the running with the bulls... just the vision of my father laughing and tears running down his cheeks made me note when it would happen so we could catch it on the news... and then of course catch it again on the late news.

I guess it's easy now, you just type in a search and voila you are lead to some bull running sales sites, a bunch of garbage sites, but if you know your way around the Internet you can view some good gores. Hey if you get in the ring and challenge a bull i have the right to laugh at you should you take a sever goring. Would i do it? I would say no, but then i could see my natural insanity moving me to a moment in time, a critical error, a hijacked line of judgement, a misinterpretation of manhood, or just a plain mental mistake throwing me in there should i be in the right spot at the right time. A couple bottles of wine with the wrong fellows in the wrong town, with the wrong conversations i could see myself getting all "shocked up" and leading the charge. I think if i got in there i would just go like hell from the get go to get to the finish line, but who knows i might think my wits and my reflexes are invincible, leading to some comedy for some sedentary slob to chuckle and cluck at looking at as computer screen.

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Am I off topic again? It's hard to know these days, what is right and what is wrong... well it's easy to know if you think, but that's not really a common human trait, makes you look like a weirdo, or a paranoid, as some like to put it. You go through school to learn how to learn but then when you start learning the truth you are dismissed as irrelevant, and then you notice that the education system is being consciously disassembled... why would that be? It's best if you have a short memory, or even better if you failed to digest it in the first place. Then you can just repeat your slogans and look the next hour of life in the face and survive it thinking you did OK.

People don't like to think they didn't do OK... it's like driving, nobody likes to admit they are a shitty driver, but yet clearly the road is full of them. I saw a story in the news about some school teaching failure, and the comments were all totally negative, as comments are... but i think that's a real good idea. I wrote a song called "i am a failure", released also as "failure" , that caused some controversy in certain circles of my life, but my point was exactly this. If i do something and fail to excel in the most important aspect (that being ,of course commerce, when thinking in modern human terms) then i have failed. The point is i still had fun, learned a lot, and did something working with people (band mates), to finish something... but i failed cause i didn't lay the golden goose, or it hasn't hatched yet.. but you need a good PR campaign for a hatching these days. None the less it is failure, and should be recognized as that, and celebrated.. The story goes that "Thomas Edison failed more than 1000 times when trying to create the light bulb... we are so fickle.

anyhoo, I'm looking for a job, and anybody who needs organic keratin stimulation therapy, i would be more than happy to gore into your schedule.

Thanks for tuning in to another scintillating episode of the SR Chronicles II

Not worth reading...

The amount of correspondence I have had with work, benefits and medical forms lately are absolutely mind-boggling. For the record there is nothing really wrong with me... besides the obvious... that being I do what I do because I think it is a good idea based on multiple factors having to do with my state of mind and what it is I want to learn. If I were a natural consumer, I would have an easier go of it... riding the highs of new products and buffered with the comfort of minimum credit card payments. Where was I... oh yes my point was to do with the insane bureaucracy of a few simple claims, THAT ARE LEGITIMATE IN THEIR ENTIRETY. It is my belief that we have spent far more man-hours on this issue than would justify in the claim in the first place. It's just an old-fashioned chess match now with the opposition believing “well perhaps we can just stall this into eternity by requesting other more irrelevant information, one letter at a time”, and the home team now believing "Fuck you! You are paying cause that's the deal". It's true that an incompetent supervisor who can't punch 4 digits into a computer correctly may have opened the window for denial, but right is right and wrong is wrong, probably why they hire supervisors who are dumb as a post. Somewhere in this shithole I have a plaque for perfect attendance, which apparently recognizes my ability to put my work ahead of other things... there were many a nights when I stayed a few pitcher of beers too late at the SRSS, but who the fuck was at work the next morning @ 6:30 taking care of business so the company wouldn't lose... it was the guy with hundreds of hours of sick time. For the record I don't think anybody should ever call in sick if they "do it to themselves", you should call in sick when you are sick so you don't go breathing on your goddamn co-workers fucking up their rhythm. It's no wonder people go mad, you hold up your end of the bargain, and then when it is your turn to be re-inbursed, new rules are added, quaint phrases are recited, lines blur, and your resolve is tested.

I can almost see it in the board room "OK boys, just go out and fuck everybody and we figure 40% won't even push back... and that's pure profit right there". Sure it's well known, but it's also mentally taxing, and it really fucks with one's ability to achieve completion, as well as having any faith in the system we live in.

I was reading in the news that we are just too damn stupid, as people, for democracy to work. This is something I have been telling anybody who will listen, and others who won't for years... When you have an analyst on television breaking down an election and they say things like "well so and so just talked too intelligently, which alienated the voters who felt more comfortable voting for somebody who talked like they did"... at the level of a grade 4 student, you have to wonder. If you were in a spaceship going to the moon and the guy driving the thing said a bunch of things that seemed intelligent and knowledgeable, you wouldn't say... hey wait a minute can we get that slang talking son of a bitch in her to drive this puppy. No you wouldn't, you would take comfort in the fact that the person with your life in their hands has a solid grasp on the issues that could spell an end.

I mean as a society we still argue over whether humans are in fact impacting the planet in a way that will make it difficult to sustain life, even though you can measure man made toxins in a fetus... and here we thought fetuses were worth protecting at all costs. Or is it protecting control of decisions... apparently there will be a "modernized" environmental assessment agency, that will do away with all of these nasty little problems that happen when man efficiently extracts valuable natural resources. Are we going to solve the problems, or just pass a rule that says you can ignore them? I think we know the answer... how are you to stay sane? You can't take drugs, that will cost you time in a prison paid for by the taxpayers, and essentially ruining your employability forever, not to mention other problems. Speaking of that, I think if you are going to make drug policy they you should have to experiment with the drug... just so you actually know, for sure what the hell you are talking about... Just an idea. It just seems like there are an incredible amount of people, working people, useful people, tax paying people, that smoke grass... and so to criminalize and jail all those people, it kind of seems bad for the economy. I was thinking, like if you let good people who smoke grass grow a few plants then they will have all the grass they need, you will solve your crime money problem, and you won't need to jail good people. Is it about the drug, or the choice? I mean I don't know, I have never smoked grass because it's illegal and I am afraid of the penalty, but I seems like some of the people who do aren't out to harm... yadda yadda

I guess I need a new point.

Then there is the guy running Canada at this moment... clearly not an idiot... not dumb at all, highly intelligent actually, but yet has been a leader on the climate change denying front for many years, he is swiftly progressing his agenda... but who for? Is there some chance that he and his children won't have to live in this planet? Or is there some weird guarantee that if you act in totally corporate interests then you will be promised the last glass of fresh water.

I don't know, perhaps I’m just totally insane, this human path we are on make no sense to me. Everything I have learned from listening and watching is essentially the same as some bizarre language rule... yes I always comes before e... oh but there is a c there... sorry you are Shit out of luck this time.

Oh yea and on the robocall issue- If you are dumb enough not to vote in 2011 because some automated call phoned you to tell you your polling station had changed, then you don’t deserve to vote. The idiot Conservative party won because it formed a coalition with the idiot Reform party, meanwhile the idiot Liberal party and the idiot NDP party refused to do so and got outfoxed on the issue. The also did well to deliver the senile vote.

In the end it’s all just memories, and deficits, and irreversible environmental catastrophes, and the elimination of the middle class consumers buying power, and the dumbing of society as a whole… just don’t smoke grass it will make you a dumb criminal.

I'll take a blog over a tweet any day

Of course blogs are long and boring, you actually have to read paragraphs... like it say's in the music marketing emails: Make lists, stick to "bullet points"... feeling the rage... calm down and stay on task.

OK, I was reading about the start of twitter and apparently it happened that it was invented and then at a conference a bunch of people got up and left a lecture to go see another lecture. You see through twitter people found out instantly that there was something really interesting going on in another lecture, so they went to check it out. Clearly that was a key human tool in its infancy used as a tool to let people know about something happening. Sounds good to me, I guess it's a matter of who's doing the telling and why.

Unfortunately now it has become a standard marketing tool flooded with millions of yelps from millions of Who's working to push their product... always a bad combo. Me, I follow hockey writers, music folk, politics, news and a few other various science related folks. Tweet comedy or links to blogs or sites with interesting material are my favourite... incessant gig notices, sports franchise "tweet ups", and non-comical self suffering dreck are things that annoy me. I'm sure I annoy others, but I don't give a rat’s ass if people "follow me". If you don't want to hear what I have to say and you are not hearing it I think that's awesome, it helps the both of us.

I was actually about to go to bed, when I saw a news story that read

Flames post controversial tweet on Hemsky

Hemsky plays for the rival Oilers and has displayed the skills of an offensive player but is having an off year in terms of goal production... I think he has about 4 goals this year, but he was just resigned to a fairly healthy contract for 2 years... so somebody tweeted a mockery of that signing, and then the tweet was taken down, and now it's news... important enough to have a title and a story.

So let me get this straight. There is etiquette for short 140 character blurbs written in non-English, that are flooding a virtual world at an apparent rate of 2 million per day, and one of them is real news for real humans in a real world with real problems.

It's a good thing I'm not famous, it wouldn't go very well.

you guys read instructions?

You guys meaning anybody who happens to read this gibberish, for title clarification purposes of course. Me I just can't seem to read instructions, or take them for that matter... life is just a vast pool of mistakes and forks that didn't need to happen. Don't get me wrong, in the grand scheme of things my ship is sailing fine and in what appears to be the right direction... but if someone were to say... "sailor Robertson loosen the jib on your boat" ( I guess we are doing a sailing analogy here). I might find the jib see it all taught and start tugging on it angrily wondering why this rats nest of rope won't work with me... in reality it would be a cow hitch / lark's head / whatever you want to call it knot, but i wouldn't know that and in a split second snap decision i might just cut the damn rope thinking for a second that i smartly solved the problem. The euphoria would never even peak before being taken over by that familiar mind boggling "what the fucking-hell is wrong with me" Robertson regret.

Luckily i can roll with punches better than most and i might be like... "OK boys, we are not going to have too much control for a little while, and if the good news is if a sudden storm comes upon us we don't have to worry about having a taught jib.

In my world it's odd how a Blackberry wine making error turns into a sailing lesson... I mean there is totally a process one can read about, be prepared, and then do it... Or you can just start winging it knowing that the simple chemistry of all that sugar and the yeast is sure to make a potent batch of giggle juice no matter how hard one needs to wince to gulp it down your gullet.

Ohh it ain't that bad just a little heavy on the peptic enzyme, and the acid balance agent. The enzyme I'm not too worried about, when the job is done the job is done... that's the thing about enzymes. If union workers were enzymes there would be no problems... they would just do their jobs while the company reaped the profits. I kind of see me as the company, and I'm OK with those enzymes slaving away for free helping make my product. It is the overdose of the acid balance agent, that from a pure chemistry perspective has to be bad... Lets put it this way boys "i feel confident we won't have an acidic blackberry wine"... the real question is "what will a basic wine taste like and what will it do to ones stomach".

Tums are basic, so is Pepito bismal... hot damn i might be on to something... S Robertson's Hammer-time alkaline wine. Have today's stresses got you down? Are you feeling stressed about the state of the world economy? Rising oil prices? Shopping uncertainty? Are these stresses culminated in abdominal discomfort?

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I should probably just stop now.

Old Mule old sport had me all conscious about bloggerson activity over the past year with his scathing disapproval of his own output. I tried to count posts but then i lost track... Mule is a real writer of course, where i am just a point maker and comedian with a dream.

Year ends are good milestones... a chance to take stock of the output and evaluate what you think you need or need not to do. Me, I have been kind of on this weekly deadline for some time so years mean nothing to me... well they do... I'm less flexible than i was last year... i speak in terms of tendons and gaits, and not in terms of fickle personality disorders.

In fact, the end of the year is so irrelevant to me at this point in time it's almost comical... I mean talk about new beginnings... in like 10 days we move a family of 5 to a new city in a new country to a new house we have bought that i haven't even seen with my own eyes... I walk away from all my friends, my neighbourhood, my garden, my teams, my band, my show, my kids school... everything i have ever known my adult life to start fresh.

No don't feel bad for me... I ain't trying to lay a sissy sorrow trip on your ass... i see this as a real opportunity... this is destiny at work! I don't know what is going to happen but the fork in the road has been accepted and the adventure is about to begin... there will be no year end blog summary from the SR headquarters... actually i was thinking of finishing off the super Robertson Supper Show Blog with the top ten best moments... but that can wait until after the storm when i have perspective... but will i even want to visit that?

Fact- on our porch sits a bag of VHS cassettes with the only Knockin' Dog and Roadbed performances and all the early SRSS years... there is a person in the house who is eager to toss that shit... i was thinking save it, but if it's gone it's one of those things on my list of things to do that just gets erased, and in the end who would really care? Perhaps i need to be more Buddhist like and let things that are gone be gone... the dilemma?

It's odd... i do these things and the feedback i get from certain members of the family is that i am an doomed to fail with my bizarre attitude. And then some of the same people tell me that i should write a book about my experiences as a stay home dad with 3 young girls... they say i could make a million. But if I'm no good at creative projects how could i make a million? The difference between ideas and execution of ideas really slips the grasp of the average person... If you can't write a good song (if it's not a hit it's not good right) then surely you can't write a good book, because a book is one hell of a bigger effort than a song. Not only that a song can just be a ditty... a book needs a point!

My point here is people see your situation and think you might have a unique perspective, which is true, but then there is the whole art of unveiling that perspective to a common audience... but perhaps it doesn't matter with the right sales pitch, tag lines and twitter feeds one might be able to make "a million" on something that doesn't properly make a point but strikes the right mood for the moment of civilization we live in, which i think is what people were trying to say in the first place. It irritates me on a few levels, but that's my scene... although i have never tasted success i see clearly the irritations that would come with the concept of the work you do, the random success it garners, and the faith people have in you. The thing is, it's not related. If somebody dumps 7 yards of topsoil onto your driveway for your garden in the back then for sure you will notice all the work the person with the wheel barrel will do to bring that soil out back to the garden... I could do that in half a day, and i have on a few occasions... it would take me a year to write the book and another year to find distribution for it and it would cost me plenty and then i would just be another author trying to sell their stuff wondering why the Million didn't drop from the sky as promised.

Every human activity has a common talking point... but can you talk the talk? Can you relate to the people who are listening?

Life is like a good moustache... it's not until you can twirl the hanging end of your handlebar with your index finger while you ponder a point that you can truly find the answer, and the answer might not be what you want it to be, but it is what it is.

Hot damn, i wish i didn't get on this tangent... clearly Mule's fault. I could just delete but that would be against the rules of the Super Robertson Chronicles... and the rules are the rules... in life you have to follow your rules for good or ill. Perhaps it's the honey cream ale's fault and not all Mule's fault... poor Mule doesn't need another cyberattack when the time comes that some Internet phenomena alerts him to the fact that this has been written and he has to digest the role he may or may not have had in it's existence. Who would have ever thought that a guy making a comment in a bar years ago to the tune of "super Robertson might make interesting Internet correspondence" would be leveled with this onus as all the hope hung like dew on 2012.

the good old News...

They shouldn't even call it News anymore, should call it Irony's.

Apparently Arctic ice levels are at the lowest in 1,450 years, and permafrost melting in the North is affecting building stability and is expected to COST a lot of money. In another Bizarre article there was a poll asking how much money you would be willing to pay to save a polar bear with the title "Is saving each polar bear worth 400K". Like considering we got ourselves into this mess by always going for the fast buck, to hell with the consequences, and we are actually lead by a democratically elected person who spent a good part of his life arguing on behalf of industry that global warming was indeed a kooky left wing conspiracy that had no truth at all, and that the same said person is busy replacing scientists with human resource folk who know how to push the buttons the people who are paying them want them to push, it just seems a little ironic to me.

I think we are due for a press release from our very own Alfred E Newman imitation specialist Finance Minister... Might he say "everything is looking green in my yard, so for the hungry people out there... let them eat cake". There was a story about Canadian wages plummeting... that's what happens when you replace higher paying jobs with lower paying jobs so companies can post more profits... where does that money go again? I'm not an economist, but it seems like if you put money in your people... i mean consumers... then they will feel the lure to spend that money... but i guess if you can just yank it away without doing the loop you can stash it somewhere. In the News people are fighting B.C Hydro's smart meter program because they are worried about health issues and privacy... as they post there statuses on facebook with wireless devices. I'm not saying it's not bad for you, but nobody is mentioning the company will save money because they won't have to pay people to read meters... more employed consumers sent to the curb for more corporate profits... the picture is all wrong.

There is a manners debate going on in the House of Commons, apparently they promised to be civil a while back but as usual promise broken. I don't know how anybody growing up could ever look at politics and have any hope that politicians who raised millions to get elected would every be able to do anything other than pony to their cause and their cause only and to hell with what the research says.

Hey Canada is having "Black Friday" a time where retailers lower their prices and insane frenzied consumers trample each other to get there first. But i liked our custom of having Christmas dinner and then going down to a store to wait by the front door all night on a cold rainy night to get first crack at the 50 dollar Sanyo dvd player.


Check this one Unbelievable! These are signs you might have a debt problem? What is the 13th... large bearded man from loan shark agency comes to your house and breaks your legs? Are there people reading that thinking... OMG! that's me I do all that! LOL do i have a problem :-( ?

When i was a kid i was led to believe adults should know the way. Now i think everybody should smoke pot and kids should sit as court judges cause they have a real true sense of right and wrong, not hindered by relationships and handshakes.

and in the end it's all just memories

How the "occupy wall street" movement has turned into "evict anarchist tent city in our public spaces" movement is a classic example of how humans destroy themselves. It reminds me of the time i went out to bike in critical mass and the Mayor of Vancouver at the time was there with his family... likely to support the whole idea, and he was ringed by some lunatics screaming obscenities at him over the state of humanity. The chant "we are not blocking traffic, we are traffic" became hijacked with anarchist gibberish. Hell i agree 100%, we got fleeced with regard to the "economy"... the only good i can see that came out of the economic collapse is that when i go to work i don't have to listen to all of these "market gurus", or "house flipping geniuses", who think they know the answers... all those suckers that rode the Nortel wave all the way to the bottom thinking that they were Wall street kings found out that no, you can't out guess the market after all. Now they just shut up and do their job, or part of it anyway.

I Loved the idea of taking your money out of the banks and putting it into credit unions... i would love to see everybody cancel their cell phone service, cancel their cable and refuse to buy anything that is not absolutely necessary... but lets face it, that ain't going to happen... the people that live like that are in the tents, and i don't believe that that was necessarily their goal when they started out on that path. For sure, I'm for housing the homeless, even if it costs me a bit more. I believe in the idea that my standard of living will be higher if i can bring up the mean standard of living... and that's what it's all about... personal gain. Everybody wants more for themselves, it's just a matter of how to get it, and what is the definition of "More". What was the William S Burroughs quote? "beware of whores who say they don't want money.. what they mean is they want MORE money".

As per usual the people who run the game understand the game better than those who play the game... the golden rule "he who has all the gold makes all the rules". They must have said "Uh oh what are we going to do" and then some wise person who has a great grasp on human psychology said "just sit back and let them eat themselves".

Way back in the 90's i had an old German man as a neighbour, Gunther was his name, and we got on quite well, he was a sniper who worked high level security jobs and taught marksmanship at the Armoury. He and his wife were Gardeners and would be up late at night plucking slugs and insects from their garden in typical obsessive German fashion and sometimes we would get into it. He would talk about the pure insane corruption in our society but the fact is that people won't riot in the streets over it because they have too much to lose, which i still think is true today... it's only when you have nothing left to lose that you hit the streets but then it's too late... you know what i mean? Is anybody skipping work to gather outside the government or banking buildings or do we just leave that job up to the unemployed and homeless to set up camp and then slowly have the press dismantle the whole Movement.

I remember one time i was out talking to Gunther and some other neighbour who played goalie came home from a late hockey game.. this guy was a pro military technology person and he and Gunther got into a heated argument over new tanks that were resistant to to hostile fire and could withstand attack... Gunther scoffed, and the goalie explained something about sensors that detected fire an then protected the wheel base.... to which Gunther replied "well then you just shoot the sensors out" and then back to the usual... they really got into it. It doesn't really matter what you do, there is a way around it, was the point.

The argument now is, are the camps legal? And the way the news articles read, one would think that public support is growing for the camps to be removed... which of course is a nice change of focus from why the camps got there in the first place which, from my simple memory was because society is structured in a grand Ponzi scheme to fleece working people and reward non working people with titles. Remember how we have to pay massive salaries to the people who run the economy in order to "get quality people", but yet they ran the bastard into the ditch, and then cried for a bailout and got it no strings attached. Remember that!

I have loathed the word "economy" for over a decade... that's why i wrote the song Mr. Greenie in the year 2000.

It takes thought, so you give it all you got
Economics is a saying, and it's you and me that's paying

I'm Mr Greenie, they Call me Greenie

Some people like to talk, but they standing on the same spot as the was yesterday, and the day before.
Some people like to shop, they shop until they drop but they bought the same things that they did the day before.

I'm Mr Greenie, they call me Greenie
can we give it all we got

I will not buy, i will not believe, I will not see what the tell me to see
I will not buy, i will not believe, I will not be what the tell me to be

I'm Mr Greenie.. they call me Greenie

G-R-E-E-N-I-E spelled mis correctly always talking on the past these things will never last

The song didn't win a Juno or anything like that but on the subject matter i feel the same way i did then, and i am right. If you called me a fucking ass hole i would be less offended than if you called me a Consumer. When i am referred to as a Consumer i hear "dumb gullible simple son of a bitch", and i am truly offended... one of the reasons i am a horrible salesman. A while back i decided to do what i do and if people like it great, if no then they can leave it... I don't like to ride on a train with a stack of waffles... cause they don't really know how to party. The best people to party with are the people who know who they really are.

In the end nothing is heard:

Nothing is Heard by superrobertson

todays topic... a deal is a deal!

Never think of altering deals in a moment when you think you could do better, or get more for yourself on a single incident. Lets face it we are all number one in our own world when push comes to shove, but remember number one can learn more form failure and using the gift of time, than number one can ever learn from quick draw reactions. Unless of course number one has been down that road before and knows the outcome, but then again if number one is on the road to disaster yet again, then number one clearly made and error in decision a few miles back down the road, so number one deserves what is coming down the pipe. What is the saying? If you make the same mistake twice then it's not a mistake but rather a choice. I'll give some lenience on that dog, cause sometimes the mistake is hidden... but then that's the goal... to see life from a calm perspective and see what is as what is, and of course what isn't as what isn't.

If there is one thing i loathe it is the person who talks big about a plan and then a few steps into a plan tries to tell the world that they are doing too much and others are doing too little and therefore they need to get some more for themselves. I say, you can never settle all the scores until it's over, and for sure if your mind is closed due to this unfortunate state of megalomania then you will always have these problems, and you deserve them, once you give up then you cease to learn from the full circle.

In my life, i have been blessed with dealing with numerous difficult people, and as a result i have learned numerous lessons that i wouldn't have. What is the other saying? People can teach you 2 things... what to do and what not to do. Some of the best things i have learned is on the what not to do angle, but the trick is, you have to ride the "what not to do" angle out to it's disastrous final and suffer the brunt of the fiasco, because of course the difficult person will never take any ownership of the problem once the problem has occurred, but rather shift the onus on the student. It's the way life goes, for good or ill, and you can never give up on learning. Well actually most do, for fear of being wrong... or something like that. If i never stuck with the game, i never would have had the knowledge to write the song "frustrated man", which never would have been heard by a certain club owner, which never would have got me in the good books, which never would have lent me the opportunity to start a weekly show, which never would have allowed me to learn another large series of grand lessons. I could have shut my game down a decade ago under the idea that i was wronged, and it's wasn't fair, and my failure wasn't mine so to say.

Not that i have accomplished anything so to say, in terms of "considered success", but that's OK... I'm doing pretty good at the end of the day... Because a deal is a deal, an a life is a life, and you do have the choice in which you want to live it. Provided you live in a rich country and were raised to mind your financial maters, so that you don't become someone who wished they could. But on that note, barring certain maters, some of the world's poorest people are some of the happiest, maybe they have never tasted excess, as i have, but sometimes i see clips of them singing and making music out of nothing, and getting into it, and i think; It would be hard to find people to find joy in those situations in the world i live in... rather it might be people bitching about what they did and what others didn't.

If i were to run for king of the world:

I would ban plastic, punish advertising by death, put politicians on a modest stipend, make it illegal to claim scientific patents, ban religion from politics, legalize illegal drugs... and by then of course i would be assassinated... but that's another story.

If you make a deal. follow it though, it's the best thing you can do... for yourself.

Injection site

What i don't understand is how anybody could be against IN SITE... let me try here, for real... you are against drug use so therefore you shut your brain off, draw a line in the sand and oppose against all logic, something that is good for all members of society, proven beyond a rock solid proof.

Do we just assume, probably correctly, that the mass populous is just a collection of grunting ignoramuses keen to jump on a talking point that they clearly don't understand... perhaps there is something else... what do they want? Clearly Kingpin dude will want to change the supreme court folks who ruled with reason over political insanity.

By no means am I pro intravenous drug use... until of course I'm in my late years and i start shitting my pants and i decide to go out on a cloud rather than suffer further... but that's another story in itself... don't worry I'll save your precious health care dollars plenty.. there will be more for you. My point being, i think it has been proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that a junkie will do what a junkie needs to do regardless of what any well meaning law was apparently meant to do. Now do you want those junkie's with unmonitored diseases breaking into places leaving needles behind in the shadows of society, or do you want a hand there to check in and see what's going on? In our security crazed society, i see only one logical answer... but perhaps it's not security we are after.

The same fools defend the Tar sands claiming environmental impacts are overstated... OK I say spend your money cleaning up one of those trailing ponds and prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that you can return a freshwater lake system back to a freshwater lake system, and we can talk, but that ain't going to happen... that's why you have cannons firing blanks 24/7 to scare wildlife away from the pond because you know it is lethal to land there. And if you have a half a brain in your head you will realize that when Water becomes more precious than Oil we will be wearing the goat horns and the money will be all gone, and then we will just move forward forever with this new reality of what we once had and now longer have because, well hey short term economic gains trump sanity.

It's bullshit, it's time this world was run by scientists rather than lunatics and money mongers.

Oddly enough i have been feeling a little lost lately i was actually thinking of turning to religion to help become grounded... the routing and practice and social aspect of religion.. which religion... i think i would have to go Rastafarian or Buddhism. No way i could do Christianity... too popular= too many fucking idiots... among other poignant problems.

I don't worry about what people can't do I work with what people can do.

I had to bark down that bone wisdom at a band rehearsal the other day... it was more of a casual fun music session in a living room.. that's the way to roll. You see SR JONES got into CITR Shindig (Tuesday September 20 @ the Railway), one of the first shows i ever played in Vancouver, and the first at the Railway club... It was the only way to play the Railway club in those years if you were me.

It Looks like I'll be splitting this town in the New Year for an extended absence... another fork in the road that looks like it will land me in Portland Oregon.

8 years ago if you told me i would have spent the last 3 plus years as a stay home father to 3 young girls, i would have called "loony bin" on your ass. Now it looks like another turn of the fortune wheel of life ( king lear). I'm set for it... as they say on the bench "fuckin' rights" I could use a new adventure. I never had the young adventures... or at least the travel and such as i set to work very young to make money to salt away for some reason... that was the house... Not that i didn't have adventure, I just made it locally. "I may as well put this Fatman suit on and go out and do some interviews if nobody else will" i would think. My poor cousin, who flew out from London Ontario, just a sweet innocent girl, picked up at the airport by Carl Fatman and then rushed to a Motorcycle Man show at the Cottage Bistro... The family back in Ontario was concerned for me for quite some time after that one... It really wasn't until i had kids that they considered me normal, cause that's what normal people do right?

I guess the next segment is:

Never rule out what somebody might be able to do.

Not that we are trying to make any sense of coherency in this little exercise... that's what paid writers do. Although glancing through the National Post the other day... i might have to wonder.

OK it was the band thing i meant to talk about... some people weren't there.. why worry about them? (I knew they couldn't make it as they were out of town... why should that stop progress) The classic mistake of the rookie band. When i was in a band called Knockin' Dog we had a member who came an hour late every rehearsal and then proceeded to spend 20 minutes complaining about something... in time, the band that we were in the first hour of rehearsal was 10 x the band we were in the latter part of the rehearsal. Of course the self centered son of a gun, who had a deflection for every reality, refused to quit the band so you are tied to this sense of earlier commitment which is stalling every bodies good times. We had a studio session booked a few months in advance and he just stopped showing up at all, so naturally we just prepared for the session... He was playing another game but we were interested in music. On that day we went to the studio to record i had a visit from the said absent band mate. Knowing that other members believed "no fucking way he is playing if he doesn't show for rehearsal" i just lay ed low... for sure he damn well knew we had the studio booked and was there to lure me into some insane argument over my apparent betrayal... i was in no need to be annoyed so i just offered tea and snacks and weathered the moment... If it was just us, i probably would have been fool enough to try to go into the studio as an act of non betrayal... which is total horse shit, but that's the way we rolled... and in the end it would have been a nightmare. But because i had a commitment to other people who had worked hard i had to hold strong... that's the thing about me... I will always throw myself under the bus but i won't throw somebody else under the bus... ( However it is fair to note that sometimes the bus goes off roading and mauls innocent bystanders)... so i need to put somebody on the team that has the same reasons to thrive as myself so i can defend their ground and by default stand up for myself. it hasn't always been that way of course, and I'm sure reading this could prove to be a great source of ironic comedy for many.

That day, the only day i left a studio way early, our band stomped down a album (Roadbed-Represented), that i think is fair to say has stood the test of time. There was so much focus on "would we actually even be able to come together and lay down this music we know, love and are hot on"... and so little focus on "we have to do this, to achieve this, to then advance this", and only one person is smart enough to think for everybody. I remember being in Red Robin eating dinner with the band and the sun had not gone down yet... and we were done.

do what you can do... Let the chickens worry.

I guess this blogaroo fits under the guise of "SR Chronicles"

Was in the dressing room after another hockey game loss and one of my teammates said he was reading my blog and getting a good kick out of it... i had to spoil the moment by asking "which one"... I, without thinking, was generally curious but then shifted the focus back on my man who was smiling remembering a story he thought was hilarious, but then he had to answer the name of the blog and became confused like it was a test of sorts. I realized what i had done smiled and said i was glad he enjoyed it... that's why you do "art" right... it's a personal thing where maybe you can brighten some body's day with something you did. That's the way i see it... the hard slough of the music industry is a soul killer, and it's bull shit too, just like the world economy is bull shit, and the idea that we can't afford to not turn our freshwater lake systems into trailing pond toxic zones for short term economic gain is bullshit. You either get it or you don't, or you don't care to get it for some reason or another.

It just seems like we are all focused on the wrong things... remember distraction is a human strong suit. It looks as though i threw a hissey fit on "facebook" the other day when i mentioned that only one person who i had given a "download card" for my new record to actually downloaded it. That's the problem with soundbites... My point being that over the years i have released 13 CD's and numerous tapes and there is always this idea of getting the music out there, wherever the hell "out there" is. i always remember seeing sealed copies of my CD's in used CD shops.. there was even a report of the Knocking Dog "simplex" album in a CD store in Drumheller in the free bin on the sidewalk still with the wrap on the plastic holding the plastic... Kind of a victory given the song "the Drumheller Boogie" was on that CD.

This is fine, nobody is asking for shit so you dump it on them, and that's what happens... i myself have plenty of CD's people gave me that i never got around to listening to. I think that was the cool thing about tapes... you would hand make like 30 of them and it would take you a long time and then you would give them to people who you know would listen to tapes... You know the Mule would listen to a "roadbed" tape, or an "8 minute MAN" tape, or a "Restore/ 21 Tandem Repeats" split tape... and there would only be a few of them. You made some music and you shared it with your peers, and later a tape would come back your way... perhaps somebody would put out 2 tapes in a row and you would feel shamed and get back to work.

I think with CD and digital... well the limit was originally 1000 and then 500 copies of CD's... so you had way more shit than you could ever deal with, so rather than learning to deal with it, you figure i should just get the music out there and give it away... which is the biggest mistake you can ever make... if you are giving something away then it is worthless. Like the classic coffee story... some dude started charging more for coffee and people paid more gladly thinking that they were getting something gourmet, something special. the other mistake fools make giving away their music is they give it away to other fools trying to "make it" in the business, and those people only care about themselves... which is not a knock on them... that's what they are supposed to do... community is a mirage when the shit hits the fan.

So anyhoo, i have a stack of download cards now for my latest album, and the neat thing about that is you get a report on any activity... if somebody redeems one of them is shows up in your accounting. I mean the basic idea of getting a CD out (now) is to get that CD into the MP3 player of the person, because that's how most people listen to music... for good or ill... so if you give your CD away it is just another piece of plastic that becomes somebodies garbage which is bad for all, and in the end you don't even know if it was ever heard, which was the basic point in the first place. With the download card you can shoot at about 2% and know it, and for sure it is good to know how you are doing. And that's all i ever really wanted to know.

I remember i met a guy one time years after i gave him a copy of "Roadbed-Represented" and he loved the album, and he said "it's so rare that somebody gives you a CD and it's any good at all". That was good advise... i didn't see it as advise at the time, it was just a statement, but the point is you don't want to be that person giving away your "product" (loath to use that word), because you are just showing that your product has no value. It might almost be the worst way to get people to listen to your music.. quite seriously. I know that after somebody heard a song of mine on the radio they took a different approach to the idea that the music i made was any good... I think there is some thing where by people need to hear of it from another source but yourself. otherwise you are just shilling, and that's always bad, and shilling is what has driven some of the most of the talented people i know out of music.

For me physics was always my strong suit... light mathematics but it was how to apply the equation, or when to apply it for that matter. From where i stand, any equation that has an artist do all the fuckery that is necessary to achieve success, is bull shit... never mind some of the loathsome pap that is turned out but focus more on the psychological damage done to young people trying to achieve a dream that was never really their original dream in the first place, but rather a status. But i guess status is the new world order... your status is important and people can comment on it and share it and even like it. Sure there are things i would like to be that I'm not, but that's what happens in life... and in the end it's all just memories... right Mule?

What were those points i had?

They seemed so witty and relevant earlier in the day, although others were political and so the ponigent irony of those left one to just shake their head in disbelief.

How bout our society... something insane happens, people get there knickers in a knot and say to themselves I'm going to go home and blog about this... yep this is me sitting at my computer spewing my vile out into my irrelevant until popularized web presence. Actually it's worse than that, blogs are too long, you just need an update now... and a minor understanding of the issue to fit in and not "miss" anything that is going on.

I was at the playground today and there was a double slide and the kids were climbing up the slide and sliding down and crashing into each other having a blast. I tried to mention that perhaps one of the slides could be a "going up slide" and the other could be a "going down slide" which really got one of the grandmothers going. It was the old school "slides are for going down" so go down them and stay out of the way lest somebody get hurt. As a parent of 3 kids it is important to know when you are set to win and when you are set to lose, so i just fucked off to a distant part of the park and felt the great sunny day and let other people argue about what a playground piece of equipment should be used for in terms of regimentated play. From a distance i watched the kids go up the slide and they were using their arms and their legs and their abdominal core strength to get up the slide... i myself was feeling a little soft on the core strength and thought perhaps i could use a little "slide walking up"... the kids would pobably dig it, but there is that matter of what the other "adults" that are too old to play would think.

The other day on of the twins (3 years old) went off the high diving board with a life jacket on.. i was in the water and she had a blast... i was then warned by the lifeguard that you are not allowed to go off the high diving board with a life jacket on. I told him they better open the small diving board then or face the wrath of Hailie... they did and then her sister (Emily) went off the small diving board for the first time. She was scared so she sat down at the end and rolled off.. grand times... then i was warned that rules stipulate you need to go off feet first not bum first.

2 big firsts in their life and both are in direct violation of the rules... the rules for safety.

The rules are there so you won't hurt yourself, i am told, but is not hurting yourself part of the process of understanding the world we live in. Isn't the point to hurt yourself on the small diving board so that you remember what no to to on the higher diving board where the hurt will be greater. What is HURT? You get hurt in life all the time and your legacy will be how you quickly you get over that hurt and back on task.

Everybody has to drive their kid to school because it's not safe to do otherwise, but yet the greatest chance of serious injury is in a car crash.

We are fucked, we do know that right.

March 4 2011

Currently there is a crazy political scandle where some idiot sent some letter to a member of the the opposition party with the same last name as the doufus in his own party outlining some ways to con ethnic voters into voting for their party.

The other party called the ethnic voter plan "offensive".. which begs the question why?

It is offensive to put in a letter that it's all good to shovel as much hoarse shit as possible to gain a vote? But yet that is what the average day of a politician consists of... that is their job description, spin and pander to everybody... speak in the tongue of who you are speaking to and promise them the world knowing damn well you will yank the carpet they stand on from under their feet once you are secured in your end of the bargain.

Just don't put it in a letter, and if you do then don't sent it to the opposition party because that is just too stupid for words.

March 4 2011

Too many IRRELEVANT DECISIONS TO BE MADE, and then there is the problem with the caps lock, general disorganization it the kitchen at this hour... it is late but not too late to spank down some words for no other reason than to challenge oneself. What is the challenge? who are the winners and who are the losers? I always think nobody is a loser when they are click away from leaving.

Kind of like a nasty game of chatroulette where people say fuck you, your not what i'm looking for, but yet do they really know what they are looking for, or are they just confused humans trying to be something that they don't really understand. Sure they might be looking for a naked women but what they need might be some greater wisdom on self realization , and the skill to find out what it is that they really want, and the courage to go get it.

A natural nudist needs to be comfortable in their own skin so they can wear it to the party and not let it get in the way of a good time...

I had a great idea the other night at the SRSS while talking to Caleb Stull... it would have been a tweet if i were a cell phone fellow, or smart phone fellow but i am neither. I can't remember it now but it was fine logic for sure.

I cut my thumb on a broken bottle from a brewing accident... capping bottles can be a hazardous experience... a violent pressure experience.

Speaking of brewing, where can one get a proper bottle-ing tool? All i can seem to find is shitty fucking useless plastic peices of shit that fail me at the moment of truth and that reminds me of all of the shitty useless things that we as humans make. Why do we create throw away packaging? It makes no sense at all... it is insane, but apparently it is good for the economy, and that apparently is more important than a fully functioning environment that we need to sustain life... our life.

It is bizarre, to live in these times where it is clear beyond reason that what is deemed important has no importance, and the people calling the shots would call a boat an elephant if they thought it would gain them favour.

It's not good

I should try to import a bottel-ing tool from Germany... nice stainless steel ball bearing, built to work, built to last and built to not spill beer all over your kitchen on an otherwise peaceful Thursday night.

Typical Robertson

Music industry party meet and greet... why the hell not, having a destination is perfect, add a purpose even better.

Get in and mingle... you really have to walk up and ask people what they do... don't be afraid, conversations start and often you will be given the opportunity to learn something. I had made a few fine points, scooped an accordion player for SRSS jams by quoting early They Might Be Giants and stunning a fan (of TMBG) who thought he was alone in the world.

I start getting the hang of it, laying down advice as it came to me and then got involved in a rant on advertising... my points were a bit different than the rest but none the less to illustrate my point, or at least teach how to live it when i got the beer that was on sale for $3.50 a can i asked for a glass so i could pour the beer in the glass and hence foil any chance of further advertising on my end of the consumer product relationship... i was feeling it and i was ready to stomp down some wisdom, and then i bumped into a fellow who asked me why i was pouring my beer in a glass because i looked so happy doing it. It was kind of like i was a stick of dynamite and he lit it and i went off on an anti advertising sermon that basically when summed up stated "the mere act of advertising has stripped the average consumer, or human, as i like to refer to them, of the ability to recognize and appreciate what is important in the world, and why it is important"... I went on to say this it's time to get tough on advertising with manditory... jail time for convicted advertisers... new laws calling for public stonings for people responsible for making throw away packaging... it was around this time my new friend was in retreat mode, the vibe wasn't so jolly... so i figures OK, and said "What do you do man"... "advertising director of a large record company".

random point night in the blogosphere

Can we just drop the fucking puck when a game is set to start rather than always indulging into some extra long, extra lame ceremony celebrating some fucking thing. Also i don't need to see 5 minutes of Don Cherry walking into a crowd of cheering fans. Don't get me wrong, i like Don Cherry am willing to forgive his bizarre slips in the past few years... but really, as a society are we that obsessed with celebrity that we need to witness a celebrity greeting overzealous fans ad nausium? As a hockey fan, the amount of hockey a fan is exposed to becomes less and less... it's facts like that that we need to start boning in on. Oddly enough one of tonight's ceremonies was to celebrate that a year ago the Vancouver Olympics started... and what was the best thing about Olympic Hockey? Fast efficient games (need that venue for the next game), no advertising, no TV time outs. Clearly they missed the boat, but that would cost money... tell the fans that an extra delay is a bonus for their inflated ticket prices.

lets get off hockey

Politics- It has bothered me for some time that our system of democracy basically has a party in power and another party spending all of their energy trying to make the other party look bad so they can get their chance in the trough. For the record i am not a Harper fan at all and would consider strategic voting to keep him from majority power... which interestingly would make a case for a coalition government. The comedy being the argument against coalition government is that the people get a government that they didn't vote for... but if you voted to not have Harper leading your government then you are all roses. Anyhoo that was not my point to start out... my goal was to present an idea on how society could be better... and then i remembered we are being led by a very smart man who argued strongly against the idea of climate change on behalf of big business, was exasperated when his country didn't join a war for oil, argued for transparency in government but has shown none, and of course recorded record deficits playing the "nobody could have foreseen" card even though he was auguring from the pocket of the business that caused disaster.

Now i feel hate... but i was thinking about politics and society and i was thinking we need to move to a 20 year plan. It was the US model and a quote by Republican folk who vowed to opposed everything Democratic President Obama worked for in an effort to gain back power in 2012... and i thought that is just totally fucked. If you can now openly say to a news channel that that is your plan and it is par for the course then we really are all fucked.

Same game in Canada, your energy making the other party a villain because the goal is to retain power and push your agenda.

I think we need to decide what is important, have a plan and then implement it. All efforts need to be focused on anti corruption, and education to get the ball rolling. I was thinking we need to elect a number of intellegent individuals with various skills to put together a plan to make our country what it needs to be for the future. The question becomes how do you nominate the intelligent, observant, caring members of society and prune away the members of society that sit there in a suit on behalf of business and preach honesty. I would think a group of professors from various fields nominated by non business individuals would be our best shot although it's a hard one. We would need society working together as one, and that is against out nature... we seem to be a divisive society that works on hate and revenge... never together for the common good. But with the 20 year plan we make the plan and then implement it... and if done right the 20 year old's have been educated as non consumers, throw away packaging has been made illegal and society might roll as it needs to. But then there will always be a pack of jackells there to hyjack the process.

20 year plan- how do you make it work?

You need the right people to run it, and how do you get that to happen?

Our hockey team got blown out 7-0

Where is the positive in a 7-0 shellacking ?

The answer is that its a great lesson in what not to do when you play a hockey game... Oh we didn't get the bounces... and for sure that happened, but remember you have to make your bounces. It helped expose some key weakness in our team at a good time before playoffs so we can make the proper adjustments and not suffer such a crippling failure at a critical time.

One of the problems with non professionals... some people never learn... it's just a game and a chance to go be one of the guys. Of course I don't buy that horse shit for a second, but you need to know what you have and then play accordingly. A group with lesser talent can beat a group of greater talent by working together, and that is one of the great highs of the game. I always remember those times when every player buys into the plan and plays up to their best level within the scope of the team, and the team wins the game. It is really one of the greatest feelings... like a band playing a tight show.

Oddly enough this team i play with has on it a fellow who i knew from way back in my early rock and roll days. He was a Jazz guitar player in a wicked band and i was a maniac in an insane band and we did some 4 track recording in the day and played a few "improv" shows together.

We sat beside each other in the dressing room tonight disecting the game in the same way that we would have disected a live show years ago. A very scientific evaluation of the events. Hockey like music often suffers from peoples unauthentic recolection of what actually went wrong. It's a human problem... obviously i didn't do anything wrong lets find some other fault is the way we work in this century.

The raw fact is we got pushed around... in another game with another referee perhaps there would have been some calls, but there wasn't so you need to push back and put your anger into the game not verbally at the referee. The more we fell behind the more we shot into the opposing goalies breadbasket... the more we tried to catch up the more we fell behind. When you start trying to cheat (for offence) in hockey it's kind of like drilling another hole in the rowboat that is floating above the reef in shark infested waters.

I actually believe we needed a sharp defeat... one of the dudes asked me how it felt not scoring as i seem to be good for about 3 points a night up until this night. I know what i did wrong on all my chances tonight... and that's a good thing. I have always been a prolific point scorer in hockey all my life... I never made pro clearly, but it's a funny thing being a point producer... I"ll make the analogy to music again... the band that does well is shitty and got all the breaks just like the guy who puts up all the points is a puck hog. When I was 14 I won a scoring title in some Toronto league and some of the guys on my street who went to school with other guys I played in the league with started telling me I had the reputation as a "Puck hog" even though I led the league in assists. For the record it was my right winger Nate Lindon that really helped me win the title... he was always open and could always finish... in the end I beat him by a point or two, but it could have easily gone the other way. I'd carry the puck down into the zone and he would put it in the net.

it's just the way it goes.

Under pressure Robertson finds a way...

My wife was so proud of me trying to find the positive in things this year... i guess if you are married to a clinical Rage Hero that kind of news might be music to the old ears. It was a positive day for sure.. every member of my family was occupied by some institution while i was out getting a good sweat in on some eliptical cardio machine. I even chose one of the machines away from the television so to not be tempted by the dark side. I then came back home and ate a tuna fish sandwich and made some piano music... good times. Then to the school to pick up my 6 year old daughter... she had written some stuff in her journal about our trip to Bold Point Road we had a great walk home and decided that we would spend out time together mowing through some chapters of "The Wizard of OZ"... not to play spoiler here but the Wicked witch of the West dies in a different manor than in the movie.

Perfect day basking in the positive... may as well bottle that cider and wheat beer so we can stay "in booze" if you know what i mean... clearly positive. If only bottling devices weren't made cheap cheap cheap... and of plastic. The device is meant to control beer flow through a tube so that one can take the tube from one bottle to the next and stop the flow of beer in between... but of course when shitty cheap plastic things are shitty cheap plastic things they cease to function resulting in a hose pouring of good beer on the kitchen floor.

Well i guess i went into a swearing frenzy while focused and on task not even realizing i was doing it when i heard CT say... "so what was your positive thought of the day"... And the only thing i could think of under the circumstances was that one didn't need a positive thought every day and by setting one to such a harsh regiment of forced positivity one was perhaps likely to view positivity as unattainable and that would be wrong.

I passed my first test

I had the fine fortune of finishing up the latest 21 tandem repeats album today so i took the train out to the studio and took a shortcut through the Costco parking lot... and it was, well, like a Costco parking lot... jam packed with lines of idling cars waiting for a spot to open up... some just waiting for others to get a spot so they can then leave... me walking sucking in the exhaust observing the whole package.

Normally that's when i would snap and go into a negative vortex that would cloud the rest of the day and somehow become part of everything else through the energy i chose to hang on to. But i was telling myself... No man find a positive! Just as i though that i saw a woman with a super sized arm full of stuff inching towards the back of her pickup truck. I smiled and said "can i give you a hand here" and reached to lower her tailgate for her. She smiled a wonderful smile said thanks and we parted ways with that good energy and then i was out of the parking lot happy to be helpful.

The later on at night i was at the Grocery store and i noticed they were blowing out eggnog which means that eggnog season is coming to an end... and that's a negative... but then i thought about the positive... eggnog for $1.29 per litre... then the negative (8 L limit)... then the positive (the eggnog goes bad in 3 days so you still get 2 days of drinking 3 l of eggnog and one day of drinking 2 l of eggnog).

So yes with my new found attitude i found happiness today...

A more positive Robertson

I was thinking today that i should try to be more positive this year, and perhaps my engagements will be more productive. Perhaps less anger, fewer swearing tirades, less time hating objects and people for their shortcomings... perhaps i could spend a day not loathing plastic garbage litter, and then making some connection to how it represents how fatally ignorant humanity has become.

Because we have had all of those thoughts, over and over again... they are old thoughts and they end in despair. There is always something positive happening, you just need your radar adjusted to tune it in. When i was a kid i was a bird watcher... something i did with my day and my neighbour and others. I have often been out with people hiking or anywhere and amazed people with my ability to spot birds. Driving down the highway i point out hawks left right and center... and people say "how the hell do you always see them"... and the answer of course is because i have been trained to see them, and i like seeing them, and i am interested in them so i know their habits and what they like to do, and where they like to be.

The point is they are always there it's just that most people don't see them because they are not looking for them. It's like the positive or the negative, what are you looking for?

I just need to train myself to find the positive.
That an playing the piano is what i need to do this year.

OK