It's not easy being me. The women, the drugs, fast cars, wild parties, the easy life. You know. All the things I don't have, but see on T.V. I want them, and they are as far from me as the Moon. So I have to sit there and dream of being rich. While I'm dead-flat-chump-change-BROKE.
Like I said, it's not easy being me.
Yes We Can
Alright, I held off as long as I could. When the principles of a man running for the Presidency are so solid that you have to dig into his preschool years to find anything resembling dirt, when his ideals are strong enough to sway a city full of blue collar redneck small town Republitards into voting for a Black Democrat who is against the war, when his backbone is stiff enough to withstand political sniping FROM HIS OWN PARTY with a dignity and grace not seen in a presidential candidate since Marilyn Monroe leaned over to JFK and said "How's your back, Jack?"...Well, you have to respect someone with that kind of cohesion. I've been watching this thing unfold for a year now, and listened carefully to what each candidate is saying.
I'm with you, Barak. Yes we can.
There's a new dossier in the Briefcase Journal!
John Wells and his wife Tohima just had a baby boy. Well, she had it, John just sort of made a contribution to the cause. It's not like he threw up every morning for a month. Anyway, welcome to this world Mirza-Hassan Ali. You have been blessed to be born into the family you have, as they are blessed to receive you. But your father and I are going to have a serious debate about coffee and food in America when he gets back.
And I promise to talk to your mother about making him remove those goofy Borg-like Bluetooth earpieces before taking another picture.
Thick as Thieves Contest
The movie I posted the contest over was "Laserblast", a low-budget 1978 Sci-Fi flick.The plot is as thin as as prison coffee, but it holds a special place in my heart: It was the second movie I saw when I was a kid, and it was at a drive in to boot (The first? "The Exorcist". Nightmares until I was 13. Don't ask.) At the time, it was AWESOME!...But then again, I was only 8 years old.
Laserblast is about a constantly bullied young man's discovery of a laser cannon, his ensuing rampage after continual exposure to the weapon's radiation mutates him into a wild, destructive lifeform, and his eventual death at the hands of the aliens who left the cannon behind on Earth in the first place. I have always thought this puppy would be great as a remake, with some good writing and solid storyline to back it up. Don't laugh too hard, they financed "Ghost Rider" with enough plot removed to count as a lobotomy and a lead actor who's performance made me think he had actually had one, and an ending that left me wishing for one.
The lads at Mystery Science Theatre 3000 spoofed it wonderfully, it's one of my favorite episodes. Here's a snippet from the final section of the movie.
He can't help you now. You need to speak to his boss from here on out. And I bet you'll have some explaining to do...
Apocalypse Soon
(when I can damn well get to it, you grubby bastards!)
Thanks to everybody who chimed in on my first two installments of "Broken Horizon". However, I write these things as I have time, I don't have a full book on it ready to go! I will post chapters as time allows, please be patient.I like the nuclear apocalypse setting, it gives me a lot of free play room to create. I have a lot of scenes written, and a good base for the storyline so far. I'm going to make it a running series, maybe get my short to medium story form down a bit. Also, I welcome any criticisms. Unless you have an ingrained deep-rooted baseless fear of the art of metaphor. Like some people I know.
Caption This!
And one final thought for all of you who train a Martial Art of some kind:
Only a person with no imagination can train for 25 years and not create his own form. If you absorb the material from your teachers and explore the possibilities from it, then your own understanding should shine through.
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"No, little Bobbe, you really do still have some hair left back there. Although, I predict a grim future. And yes, I will still always have more. What have you been eating?"
That probably didn't hurt too much. It looks like the stick would just skim off that surface...
But in all seriousness, if you came at me with that "come-hither" look that you're giving Cacoy, I'd hit you with a stick too.
Um, how about, "Wood Meets Rock?"
i had the same comment about the bluetooth in john's ear....
caption: "Now I give you haircut you hippie."
It's not the fear of metphors, Kid, it's the fear of *bad* tired, lazy metaphors you have to watch out for -- Mr. A-Shot-Rang-Out.
Shots do not ring, unless your ear is next to the gun, and even then it's your hearing that does that.
Next time you hear a gunshot that sounds like Quasimodo working the bells at Notre Dame, lemme know; otherwise, come up with something clean and less hoary than something that got tossed off the back of the cliche wagon because it was stinking up the ride so bad ...
"It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly, a shot rang out! He spun on his heel and fell to the ground with a thud! mortally wounded.
Somewhere, a dog howled mournfully ..."
No slack, Kid.
Hey Bobbe,
I see you are paying respect to the stick. hehe
Hope you had a blast in Portland.
Good posts Bobbe...as for a caption how about
"Ge Master Cacoy I thought I'd help with that itch"...lol
"Only a person with no imagination can train for 25 years and not create his own form".
I've heard it said there are two general types of MA'ists.
Followers and seekers.
Followers will be content with what ever is given to them to digest and seekers will always be looking for more.
Yep, that used to be distressing when I was a newbie in an art. Ask any senior student to show you a move, and then when the instructor saw you do it, he'd correct it. Ask any three other seniors, get three interpretations. All basically the same, but no two perfect matches.
The short plumb guy internalizes it differently that the tall skinny one -- nature of the machine.
This the caveat I use when I show somebody a djuru: "Well, this is how I do it, Guru will likely fine-tune it some when he shows you."
But I think Steve VH's saw is a bit off -- not "followers" and "seekers," but "followers" and "leaders." A small, but meaningful difference in my mind. You can be a teacher and a student at the same time, and there's no sin in following somebody who knows the way better than you do.
And there is always gonna be somebody like that further down the road ahead of you.
Well, it's not my saw (I actually read it in the one issue of Hock's magazine I read).
But, what I do like about it is it can help you sort out who people are and who you yourself are (is?). I find I don't have as many issues with a person if I understand where they're at.
And when I say seekers, I mean those who are never satiated by what they are currently doing and can't help looking elsewhere. I think you might have thought I meant that followers are no longer seeking knowledge (damn the limitations of written words). Not so, just not seeking outside what is provided for them as deemed fit.
Basically, I think we agree -- but I'm still not quite on the same page with the looking-elsewhere stuff. I spent a lot of time looking elsewhere -- years and years -- and when I came to silat, I found a path I wanted to follow. Understand, I don't think I have any level of mastery, only there seems to be enough here to keep me busy. How I see it is, if I'm staying at the Ritz and getting steak and fried shrimp from room service, going out to cruise the fast-food row on the strip seems, I dunno, a waste of valuable time.
Homemade fried catfish is a whole lot better than anything they are serving up at Long John Silver's.
Doesn't mean I'm satisfied that I know enough, only that there are times to be eclectic and go searching and times to stay on a trail that seems to be taking you where you want to go. Guy in front of me seems to know the path, I'm willing to stay behind him until I see a reason not to -- and I don't have that much time left that I can see that happening.
As Bobbe pointed out, once you have a certain amount of time and training, you start to custom-fit it to your physiology and physique and psychology, and a good instructor will recognize that for what it is and not penalize you for it, as long as you are anywhere within the basic principles of that art.
Doesn't mean there isn't a whole world of stuff out there to be learned; only that my time to do so is limited, and getting more so ...
The Bluetooth was so comfortable, I would often forget it was in there. A week after that photograph was taken, I lost the damn thing.
Now that I have a new kid on the ground, it may be worth getting one again. I don't care what you or Jay says.
This child is one remarkable individual. I'm hoping the feds let me take everyone back with me in June. We shall see.
John-
Good luck with the federal issues and if there is anyway I can help, you contact me.
I am sure that in a few short years you can have that bluetooth implanted so maybe just hold off....
Having a couple intimate rattan-forehead moments, I had to throw my caption in as well...
"Guru Bobbe employing his famous 'Eyes closed, eyebrow grip, midsection strike' with unusual grace."
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