and naw, i don't get what you mean as in "hot spring".
and naw, i don't get what you mean as in "hot spring".
one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry
Brent Corrigan is so gross... I can't look at him without thinking that he looks like a washed up coke whore, even in the movies he did when he was like 18.
That's part of what people react defensively about, I think. And unfortunately in the U.S. it's almost impossible to talk about class and not talk about race. The overlap is enormous.
You aren't from the U.S., so I'm just pointing this out to you that that's part of the difficulty of having the discussion with Americans I think when it gets into the issue of how the genre speaks to "low class" or whatever else.
But the simple truth remains that my mind simply won't process the information that speaking can constitute music.
Buzzer just sent me a clip of a composition I'd classify as a "rhapsody". During half of the rhapsody, Beyonce sings R&B. I LOVE R&B, and have done so since the 70s.
The minute Kanye starts rapping, though, all my mind wants to think is,"God, I wish this chatterbox would be quiet."
Have you ever sat next to someone in the cafeteria who talks too much? My brain simply refuses to process rapping any other way. And heaven knows, I've tried. I really have.
I can honestly say that this doesn't have anything to do with musical elitism.
As I have said--and Lexy expanded upon--I think that if I listened to enough of it, my brain neurons might expand, and will learn to process rap music a different way. As a scientific experiment, I would certainly like to try it.
On an unrelated note, something interesting happened to me yesterday.
Have you ever seen any of those movies where a man from a past era, accidentally enters a time warp, and ends up in the future? He, not accustomed to the new ways, gets bewildered.
That happened to me.
At UNR (our state university),the old library had outgrown itself, so they moved to a much larger monstrosity of a building called The Knowledge Center. I went in yesterday to do some research, and got utterly bewildered by the new technology.
Nowadays, for many books, you have to ask a counterperson for the book. He enters a code, and a machine goes to the stacks (which stand 20 or 30 stories high), retrieves the book for the counterperson, who gives this book to you.
They completely removed the card catalog. (The old library had the card catalog for pre-1976 tomes). Nowadays, you have to log into a computer to search for any book, which requires a username and password.
It all seemed so Robocop-ish, so Terminator-ish, that I felt a sense of awe.
Speaking truthfully, though, I can't say I like the new system, because the casual reader cannot browse the shelves. I always thought browsing the shelves fun, because often, one accidentally runs into a book that catches his interest.
What could you find in a library that you couldn't find on line???
2500 years ago they had the Oracle and the scrolls in Alexandria - today we have GOOGLE.
^ I wanted a recipe that I'd found in a Better Homes & Garden in the early 1940s. Or perhaps it came in a Life magazine from the era.
I looked online for it, Borg. Surprisingly, I found very few recipes for it all over the Internet, and the ones I did find didn't resemble it very much.
Have you ever heard of the automated system? Does your local library use it? I found a link:
Our library has no card catalog anymore, but the terminals are open for everybody to use to look up where something is. Then you actually walk over and get the book. I'm assuming ours will look like yours someday.
Lexy, I don't like the new system much, because it discourages browsing.
I used to spend hours in Getchell Library, just browsing. Sometimes, I'd just walk the orange-day-glow floors, and stop at random. Very often, I'd find something that would catch my interest, and it'd absorb me for the next few hours. Often, I'd lose track of time, until nature called.
Remember seeing those guys who'd start weeping when they saw a theatre getting demolished? Christopher Reed did that once. Now, after watching a Youtube video about Getchell Library, the same thing happened to me.
What is it about seeing a building destroyed (or abandoned) that touches our emotions?
my library is intense.
I'm pretty sure I'd need fewer forms of identify to purchase a gun than get a library card.
There's something that SEEMS very permanent about a building. They often last as long as we humans do, and sometimes much longer. No one moves into a house, or even an apartment building, thinking of it as a "temporary edifice". It's a BUILDING. It's DONE. You picture it being there always and always.
^ I agree, absolutely love library especially historical. There something about the history of knowledge thats so profound and defines our evolution of thinking and discovery.
To elaborate further, you could say that when you visit a building as much as I visited Getchell--and that building gets destroyed or abandoned--a little bit of you dies. Maybe on a subconscious level it forces us to face our own mentality, in a way.
I will miss the browsing. I learned so much from those random browsings. Item: did you know that after a 30-day complete fast, the human brain permanently loses its taste for food? I learned this through one of my random browsings through Getchell.
I know I will have to let all of this go. Right now, I feel profoundly disappointed.
I still go into book stores and record stores and browse. It's the same idea.
I'm not sure we even have book and record stores around here anymore. Even most all of the video rental places are gone.
Eventually the bookstores will all be like Redbox. Choose if you want Twilight 1, Twilight 2, Twilight 3, Twilight 4 etc.
Then the machine craps it out, just like Bella's alien baby.
Sucks to be you, then. I love going into book stores and record stores, and just nosing around for hours.
Who doesn't? That's the downside to bookstores going obsolete. :c(
We do have Powell's Book store in Portland, about 50 miles from me.
They sell new and used books.
It's a city block large, and 3 or 4 stories tall. It's so large they offer a map to find your way around the store.
It's definitely a day trip when I go there. A couple hours just doesn't cut it.A few facts about the City of Books:
• 68,000 square feet packed with books.
• We buy 3,000 used books over the counter every day.
• Approximately 3,000 people walk in and buy something every day.
• Another 3,000 people just browse and drink coffee.
• We stock 122 major subject areas and more than 3,500 subsections.
• You'll find more than 1,000,000 volumes on our shelves.
We used to have Tattered Cover. It was a huge four-story building, with thousands of twists, turns, nooks and crannies...and books on every surface. A few years ago, they were forced to move due to a large rent increase. They moved the entire shop to a new location, and...it's just not the same. You can stand in one spot and see nearly the entire store, and it just doesn't have that FEEL that the old one did.
Is it ? I haven't been there for a while. Last I heard they laid off a bunch of people.
I skimmed their link - I didn't see anything about a closure, but it wouldn't surprise me.
Lex - you'd love it. It's full of nooks and crannies.
I thought someone posted something about that here a while back, but I could be thinking wrong.
Nooks and Crannies...
does that preclude cholesterol issues?
The bookstore Borg speaks of might have a lot more of those old books, because they sell both new & used books. I sure hope it doesn't go out of business.
I was watching Betty White's off their rockers. There are some pretty cute guys on the show.
I love this thread. We can talk about whatever, whenever, without someone getting antsy over "going off topic".
I went to the UNR library today, and spent two hours searching through old Life magazines. In the course of those studies, I read about something called "ideokinesis".
Ideokinesis somehow relates to using mental images to improve posture. The before- and after- pictures in the old Life magazine impressed me.
Anybody know anything about it? The internet doesn't contain much information about it.
I don't know if it's related to me having been quite sick recently, but I'm really struggling with one of my classes at the moment, and it's incredibly frustrating. I'm certainly not the most intelligent person out there, but I've never really had that much difficulty retaining information when a subject interests me. I just can't seem to concentrate at the moment though, and going over the subject matter repeatedly just leaves me feeling discouraged and exhausted. I need a break.
^Take that break man. I know when I'm not doing well in something I tend to push myself to the point of frustration and anger. You need to let your mind rest and refresh itself. then you can pick back up. Being sick probably doesn't help either.
You show courage the brave dream of
Gallop on my old warhorse
I sat here and ate like hell over the holidays, and now the scale is punishing me for it.
Not only did eat like a madman...but I slacked off on exercising.
My "diet" starts today. And I've been craving peanut butter cookies!!!
Just remember, sex burns calories…
Americans need to keep their guns so they can protect themselves from gun violence just like Nancy Lanza did. And like Chris Kyle did. And like Gabby Giffords did. And like Tom Clements did. And like Michael Piemonte. And Joseph Wilcox.
...I'm SO not helping, am I? Um, they were terrible. Hard, flavorless. Could barely force myself to finish the third one.
My bitch: I've typed "people" as "oeople" so many times, my iPad now suggests it as a word.
I found a recipe for a cake that contains 2 cups of heavy cream.
No need to serve it with milk, one would assume.
I'm still not over some of the hypfuckocrisy that was wafting through the air around the "Bender incident". I just found it incredible that so many were all 'no big deal' about it. Unbelievable.
Perhaps people here have really grown bored with the fakes and phonies and can't be bothered with such drama anymore, but as I've said before--we'll see how things go the next time such an incident happens. I'm counting on those torches to be kept under lock and key next time around.
Also--I LOVE talking about it because it apparently bothers some people SO MUCH.
I'd respond, but, y'know...
God, i so miss Merlin.
Author of Lost in a Dream. If you want to make me smile, read it and tell me what you think.