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1. David Buckle on October 14, 2011 at 3:44 pm
Howdy, my fellow musician, when, and if, you’re ion this continent
swing by Ruth’s window in NC! 8.]” http://www.flickr.com/photos/davesuptown
2. She returned from Berlin last month; think you’d dig it.
3. David Buckle on December 15, 2011 at 4:46 pm said: WS to DB – On Dec 28, 2009, at 5:31 PM, Winston Smith wrote:
Yep, no shit. I had several very close calls back when I rode a motorcycle in Italy. Wet cobblestones, country lanes, on-coming drivers, etc. all coupled with my youthful impatience, lack of driving experience, “I’m gonna live forever” attitude curious to the young and stupid and just my general ineptitude and lack of ability to conceive that “anything could possibly go wrong” all contributed to my several near-death experiences. And yes, it’s fun to ride a motor bike and it feels adventurous and risky and that all adds the thrill. That’s even how they advertise them. They “sell the sizzle, not the stake”.
Though I only looked at my bike as a means of transportation, to get from point A 2 point B. But most people think (especially in the US where Bikes are marketed as more of a recreational vehicle than anything else) that they’re “King Shit” when they’re on them. They think they’re invulnerable. And therein lies the fatal flaw; not saying that Larry Hilsher was riding under any of these delusions (as I did) and it seems that it was simply the luck of the draw that his tires hit loose gravel and the road sign was in the wrong place at the wrong time. That’s the big difference between controlling a four-wheeled automobile and a two-wheeled motorbike. Under what would’ve been just a bump in the road, Larry driving a Clown-car or a beat up Toyota truck instead of being on the back of a motor cycle it would’ve become a non-event instead of a fatal tragedy. And what most people never consider is: there are lots of things worse than just being killed instantly in some bike accident. The alternative is to be injured so badly that you’re in a paralytic state and you become a permanent financial burden for your family and the State and yer living in a baby-chair and you’ve gotta be fed with a spoon for the rest of yer miserable life (and I DO mean miserable). How cool is that? How macho is that, wearing diapers and confined to a bed for the rest of your life? Compared to that it makes most forms of being killed instantly seem like a pleasure by comparison. Don’t fool yourself. That happens much more often than not. We just don’t see those people because they are in a Home somewhere and out of public view. We don’t hear about what their injuries cost their families or what they cost the taxpayers in state hospital care and road repairs, rescue and ambulance personnel, ongoing medical care and the ultimate warehousing of these tragic fuck-ups and hopeless cases. Yep, folks. r look cool, the go fast and they’re a big status symbol. And just like joining the army and telling people that War ain’t that bad since, after all, you survived, so how bad could it be all that bad, right. We get a self-selected and severely slanted view of the dangers of War (as with motorcycle accidents), not told to us by those who sacrificed everything, but only from those who were lucky enough to survive. Well, that’s because the people who joined the army and then got their heads shredded by roadside bombs or their guts ripped out by enemy fire or, even worse, they lost their arms and/or their legs got ripped off and we don’t see them because those guys are kept out of sight in a state facility. No war hero’s welcome parade for them. No celebrations, no chicks, no partying, no fanfare. Just wheelchairs and clinical tests and more to look forward to for the rest of their lives. Some callously claim this is Nature’s way of “cleaning up the gene pool”. War, Motorbikes, spots cars, ‘extreme-sports’, fighter jets. All marketed to the gonad-deficient, gotta-have-something-to-prove idiots that fall for it. And, baby, they do it everyday. Sounds like Larry was an exception and he just hit a patch of terribly bad luck and my sympathies to his friends and families. Just out to have a fun ride with friends, he paid a terrible price for a small miscalculation and I regret that his family is suffering in grief for their loss. If anyone can learn something from this tragedy then maybe the loss Larry’s family have endured will not be entirely in vain. Sorry for the heaviness of this letter but it’s a pretty heavy subject. In light of that, here’s to the future. Finally there’s a new decade ahead. Good riddance to the wretched radio year of 2009. Here’s to 2000000020!
Onward and upward!
Over & Out.
Winston @ http://www.WinstonSmith.com
4. David on January 29, 2012 at 8:06 am said: scary shit
◦ dave on February 4, 2012 at 3:05 pm said:
5. joe on April 2, 2012 at 8:13 am said: dig it
Posted by Shoogle ~ March 22, 2010
Posted in: Flashback.
sad news: a super pal of mine that did for me and many has died, this shocks me.
Joe was promised the editorship of whatever that ‘thing’ i would spend time in the
way distant future; it being 1990 in pad on Lake rd.-Huntsville, TX – see, we had it
he was talking all, planned out, same with his roomy ‘n that shack, Russle someone, you know that family: Someone? now there’s clan. THEY had o’plenty interests/hobby’s on that street (12th,) good Lord… Joe – you even said you’
he’d move to wherever the
frogboy towards The McColl Center For Art garner residency to provide
McColl’s newer gig: http://www.mccollcenter.org 2020
only You can help, I HOPE YOU WILL, thank You
|He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted|
with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised,
and we esteemed him not. Isaiah 53:3 That these words strike a note of
Beauty in the hearts of those attuned to hear the Beautiful, shows truly
that the heart recognizes the need for the Man of Sorrows. That it sees
nothing contemptible in One despised by the world. That it recognizes
the vast difference between the values of Heaven, and those of the world.
and acclamations are accorded to earth’s great, contempt and rejection to
the Son of God. One of the things My disciples must ever seek to do is to set
aside the valuation of the world, and judge only according to the values of Heaven.
These are not for you. Do not seek the praise and the notice of men. You
follow a despised Christ. See the mob is hooting, throwing stones, jeering,
and yet in that quiet little throng there is a happiness and Joy the reviling
crowds could never know. Follow that little throng with stones and gibes,
and it appears to be of men, mean, ludicrous, contemptible. Be one of the
throng, and you feel the Majesty of God in the presence of Him, Who was
despised and rejected of men. Wreaths around His Brow, shouts, applause,
would belittle that Majesty. Your dark hours, when human help fails, keep
very close to the Man of Sorrows.
Feel My Hand of Love press yours in silent
but complete understanding. I, too, was acquainted
with grief. No heart can ache without My heart aching too.
“He was despised, we esteemed Him not.”
We all know how difficult it is to get ourselves to the gym and actually work
on our physical well being; how difficult it is to follow a diet plan and change
our eating habits. But we can start with something small, something simple:
All you have to do is drink water. Do it at the right time, in the right amount,
be consistent, and you’re done. Simple.
Guzzle up water habitually
There are wonderful benefits of drinking water. So I suggest, you make it into
a habit. Although, it should be emphasized, the important point is consistency
of doing this. If you do it once-twice a week, you won’t get any benefits. You’ve
got do it every day. Make drinking water a habit and you’re on way to enjoying
a long and healthy life.
Chugging water keeps the doctor away.
Many people are unaware that drinking water throws lot of sicknesses out of the window. Consider the Japanese people.
— Their outstanding wisdom regarding water therapy stunned health experts —
continents. Many people of Nippon descent live beyond a hundred years; in fact,
50,000 centenarians living: Japan, today. Staggering number, you say? Agreed, it’s
because they practice the habit of drinking two glasses of water after waking up.
Drinking water at the correct time does maximizes it’s effectiveness on the body
- Don’t brush your teeth; yet.
- You must guzzle up 160ml water before brushing?
Mr. Cecil Taylor cut my hair for 22 years, very well, might i add… Cessal is retired presently BUT! his oldest daughter, Reagan, does her dad proud her barbershop management. they’ve five or six tonsorial artists, that does cater to Charlotte’s daily uptown; a barber-shop that caters to an exclusive clientele.
- That way, the water you drink won’t be fluoride contaminated. (Toothpaste does contains fluoride.)
- Avoid any food or drink intake for the next 45-50 minutes after brushing.
- Eat breakfast… slowly; and gradually.
- After breakfast, don’t eat anything for the next 2 hours.
When is the best time: drink water, why?
- Two glasses of water in the morning after waking up, (helps activate internal organs)
- One glass of water thirty minutes before a meal (aids in digestion)
- One glass of water taking a bath (Helps avoid high blood pressure)
- One glass of water before going to bed (helps to avoid strokes and heart attacks)
You can jazz up your water by mixing it with fresh lemon.
Dave will be a test subject here and now. you know: when it was about 1973 my Father
encouraged all us kids to drink water before bedtime, that was his habit after a year on
Okinawa, Japan. we, his family, were in Oxford, AL while he was away. that was a year
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His Gentle Touch
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JSM’s daily Lesson:
Do consider the advice of your elders not because they are always right but because of the wisdom they have gleaned from being wrong. Native American quote
As you look back on your younger years the number of times you thought your parents were wrong are now echos that you hear when you try to tell your children what to do… Remember, you are never too old to learn from someone even a few days older than you and never so old you can not teach someone a few days younger.