Friday, August 3, 2007
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Sunday, July 15, 2007
Shock and Awe

So, KVC is on her way to Europe. An "inspiration" trip, reportedly.
We could all use a bit of the old inspiration, every now and again...
Today was also the Asphalt Invitational. One of those car shows I have used as a motivator, to get my own project done. I thought maybe I would get things together in time for this show, and a list of others, but no...
I didn't go to the Invitational, for the doing of domestic things and to work on the T a bit.
I did some yard work stuff, to cross off some chores on the List.
Following that I did some very manly stuff, finishing the floor in the Model T. Lots of time with a welder, hammer and grinder. Sparks flew. Manly stuff. indeed.
As I was nearing the end of tasks, I decided it would be good to order a pizza. See, it would add closure to the guy stuff - plus provide some nourishment in the coming week. So, I did, order a pizza that is...
Well, I opened up the garage door to air out the acrid welding smoke, ya know.
I cracked open another High Life and took in my afternoon's work.
Real manly, you can picture it surely.
I took notice of Derald's double-barrel, which serves as a reference to things extra John Wayne-esque, and realized that it could use a bit of oil.
Naturally, I hunkered down on the frame of the Model T and got to oiling that shotgun straight away.
So, pizza-guy shows up to a perceived maniac, in a garage roiling with smoke and the scent of burnt metal, swilling beer and polishing a shotgun on the chassis of what must be some illegal manner of automobile.
His teen, suburban California frame of reference has most all of these things available only in video games, with no connection to the real world.
Pizza-guy was somewhat disquieted.
Good pizza, though...
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bs-ing
Sunday, July 8, 2007
creepy crawlers
Hey! There are black widow spiders around.
Like the one posing in the above photo.
Didja know they are really good jumpers?
Me neither...
Well, they are. Wow.
This is number three, that I know of,
passing through the garage as of late.
She, above, is not the largest one I have had
the pleasure of encountering.
I watched the really big one grab some other
normal spider, kill it and drag it off into the
privacy of a dark corner. Lunch.
So, that got me to thinking about the "Black Widow"
sedans that Chevy built in the 50's...
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bs-ing
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
summer reading
I suppose it includes some spring reading, but here are some of the books recently consumed while I hang out on BART...

Skip is one of the dudes who started Jansport, KVC's employer. In his "hippie guide" he recounts stories of his own bounding into the business world like a labrador retreiver jumps into a lake.
It does have a very nice, conversational tone. Short summary: don't be an asshole to the folks you work with...

Yeah, some PK Dick. Ed, a guy I work with loaned it to me. I needed a book, for the ride home. So, um, Valis is the story of split personalities, religion, technology, drug use and maybe some alien higher meddling with everyone's heads. Short summary: if you look closely, you might find signs of God on television.
So, watch more TV to find God.

Sure, Valis might be dark but I thought a reread of Interzone would cap it off nicely. Mr Burroughs has his own way of stringing words together and it takes some patience. This was my third read of this, I think I get it now.
Short summary: don't shoot your wife, go gay, run to Tangiers, abuse heroin and write childrens stories.
I gnawwed through a couple of Vonnegut books to, but you should already doing the same - what with his passing and such.

Oh, I nearly forgot this one, Kite Runner. I really enjoyed this story of growing up in Kabul, fleeing the Taliban, escaping to the SF and dealing with fucked up family history. Afgan culture is almost entirely absent in my frame of reference, but this book clued me in, a bit.
Short summary: war sucks, persecution sucks and sometimes family sucks.
There is an Afgan food vendor at the market, today. I am off to restock the bollani supplies. The spinach version is damned tastey...

Skip is one of the dudes who started Jansport, KVC's employer. In his "hippie guide" he recounts stories of his own bounding into the business world like a labrador retreiver jumps into a lake.
It does have a very nice, conversational tone. Short summary: don't be an asshole to the folks you work with...

Yeah, some PK Dick. Ed, a guy I work with loaned it to me. I needed a book, for the ride home. So, um, Valis is the story of split personalities, religion, technology, drug use and maybe some alien higher meddling with everyone's heads. Short summary: if you look closely, you might find signs of God on television.
So, watch more TV to find God.

Sure, Valis might be dark but I thought a reread of Interzone would cap it off nicely. Mr Burroughs has his own way of stringing words together and it takes some patience. This was my third read of this, I think I get it now.
Short summary: don't shoot your wife, go gay, run to Tangiers, abuse heroin and write childrens stories.
I gnawwed through a couple of Vonnegut books to, but you should already doing the same - what with his passing and such.

Oh, I nearly forgot this one, Kite Runner. I really enjoyed this story of growing up in Kabul, fleeing the Taliban, escaping to the SF and dealing with fucked up family history. Afgan culture is almost entirely absent in my frame of reference, but this book clued me in, a bit.
Short summary: war sucks, persecution sucks and sometimes family sucks.
There is an Afgan food vendor at the market, today. I am off to restock the bollani supplies. The spinach version is damned tastey...
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reading material
Hey! It's Bill Murrary
Well, the random picture of my cat Bill does not indicate a big wussy turn in the content of Pretty Not Good. I am not going to start posting gushy pics of the cats and telling stories of their cute activities.
It was an experiment in mobile-blogging, the ultra-nerd act of sending content here from my phone.
Now, if I can get that damned google-mobile-maps application going on the Motorola, I will be cool.
Oh, isn't that Bill just the cutest little buddy!
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Also...
I have been thinking about this.

I do not know where my high fidelity audio cassette is.
Did you borrow it?

I do not know where my high fidelity audio cassette is.
Did you borrow it?
Horse Alarm

I think this is an illustration depicting a horse alarm.
It doesn't have anything to do with any thing.
I just had not posted in a while.
So, in case you were wondering, I am not dead.
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Monday, June 4, 2007
In case you were wondering...
In case you had been wondering how many guys you can get on to one motorcycle, and ride said motorcycle around in a tent...
I will probably get jumped by some Mexican biker dudes for pointing out the homo-erotic appearence of some of their moves - so I will dwell on the guy at the end, the back-flipping while putting down the kickstand and parking guy.
I think more people should dismount their motorcycles like that.
That guy is cooler than ice cream cake.
I will probably get jumped by some Mexican biker dudes for pointing out the homo-erotic appearence of some of their moves - so I will dwell on the guy at the end, the back-flipping while putting down the kickstand and parking guy.
I think more people should dismount their motorcycles like that.
That guy is cooler than ice cream cake.
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Eric Anderson is Chubby
Word on the street is that my pal, Eric, is chubby.
He moved to Texas, in the past few months.
I guess it suits him.
Dude, cut back on the burritos...
Carne asada, the tongue, all of that.
Drink light beer at the Continental Club.
Maybe get a shave, too..
I mean, really...
I miss you.
He moved to Texas, in the past few months.
I guess it suits him.
Dude, cut back on the burritos...
Carne asada, the tongue, all of that.
Drink light beer at the Continental Club.
Maybe get a shave, too..
I mean, really...
I miss you.
The Mighty and the Almighty

I just finished reading Madeline Albright's book The Mighty and the Almighty. A good read, if you give a shit about comtemporary politics and the influence religion plays upon it. So, perhaps, one of the most important books a person might read, at present.
Madam Secretary Albright has an intense understanding of the current situation we occupy in the world scene. The book speaks to our current administration, that of the various countries in the Middle-East, the relevant current Muslin leaders and the whole bit. I would go on, but you should just read it. She has the deal down - to a degree that nearly every American I know seems like a grade school shit.
I had the pleasure of hosting Madeline, along with George Schultz, last night at work. They did a talk for the Asia Foundation with a Q&A bit. Perhaps the most reasoned conversation on our place in the world I have ever heard, from two people who have shaped our most recent place in the world.
By the way, hosting former international policy leaders is far more interesting then helping some douchebag cue up his PowerPoint presentations on selling some crap that nobody needs. Setting a "world stage" is far and away better than the usual day-to-day...
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Hey!
Yeah, it has been forever since I posted. That is only because I had things to do, you know, actual life shit. I promise that I will update you on the goings of Scott over the next 24 hours, 'cause after that I will have to go back to doing things...
In the mean time, it is spring cash-drive time at KEXP.org. If I have mentioned KEXP to you - it is because you are cool enough to get it. It is the best radio in the nation, period.
Every cool band I have found in the last year is due to them.
Go listen for 24 hours. Give 'em ten bucks for every song you really dig, go out an buy dig. Dig?
In the mean time, it is spring cash-drive time at KEXP.org. If I have mentioned KEXP to you - it is because you are cool enough to get it. It is the best radio in the nation, period.
Every cool band I have found in the last year is due to them.
Go listen for 24 hours. Give 'em ten bucks for every song you really dig, go out an buy dig. Dig?
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