Showing posts with label Numb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Numb. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 1, 2026

Time Like Rope

Two-thirds of the way through yet another annus horribilis. Not at all sure I can take four more months of this shit.

Sunday, August 30, 2026

It's On Him Alright

No Gates or Brin in the rogue's gallery? Off w/ all their heads anyway!
Stolen from Ten Bears as I am too lazy, unmotivated & exhausted to look for the "funny".

Saturday, August 29, 2026

Not To Worry (Much)

Music starts around (3:15). I'm old & deef & couldn't really hear the introduction.
Sure, consider it a threat. Going to call the police?

Tuesday, August 25, 2026

Bi-Polar

Constantly shuttling between the absolute blue-hot rage that fuels my righteous & well-justified desire to torture & kill all my enemies (It's a long list. Just about everyone I've ever known, met, or heard of is on it.) & complete exhaustion & enervation that so saps my strength I can't remain upright & must lie down, in a fitful state between sleep & consciousness. (One of these days I won't be exhausted when I get up; the rage & energy will continue unabated & you'll all be in trouble.)

Thank you all again for all the support & concern that I've never heard from anyone, ever. Now I know who were never my friends. Only some little prick who likes to call the police on people. Little bastard apologized to me the first time he squealed, when nothing happened; last yr. I was imprisoned for a wk. & yet not a peep so far. Been almost a yr. & a half, jerkwad. (Revenge is a dish best served cold.)

But I'm the one w/ the "problem", not a heartless society of uncaring pigs!! No, yours is a perfect world of greed, corruption, bullshit, denial, perversion, degeneracy & Republicanism. And, of course, squealing rat informers.

Now tell me this is the best of all possible worlds, you deluded idiots!

Sunday, August 23, 2026

A Million Yrs. Later, & You're Still Completely & Existentially Alone!

If you're completely sick of today's modern world (You certainly should be!)
& even the world of the 20th century, I watched & listened to hrs. of this stuff Friday night & Sat. a.m. You could do worse on a 94°F (34.4444°C) day.

My conclusion: You humanoids are absolute mongrels, & will literally eff anyone bipedal, species be damned.
Then Ella turns the lens on herself, sharing her personal journey from creationist to becoming a leading expert on human evolution, and the long, difficult journey that challenged everything she thought she knew.
Text on you murderous apes & your squalid origins.

Denisovans towered over their contemporaries and munched a bunch of meat

A pair of studies dissects the stature and diets of our mysterious archaic cousins

Why it might be time to rethink the human family tree
Again, science shows why & how you people suck. Too much, too fast, too soon.[Science/The Conversation]

Slow Summer Sunday ...

Still 'phoning it in. Not that anyone's watching or listening, let alone paying.

At an impasse; I need a mess of new turnouts & I have to decide which brand(s) & sizes to buy. (Walthers or PECo?) Already have track I may never use, so I'm planning & measuring at least twice. Also realized a crossover is needed.
Have two used ones, but I effed one up a bit & the other doesn't work so well either.
Two new turnouts may be easier & less expensive than taking this to Burbank's Train Shack at US$75.00/hr.

Note broken piece of brass(?) that allows the point rail to flop about.
That grommet is yesterday's technology, 'though this newer model doesn't appear any easier to repair.
This will now require hrs. more experimentation & the joining & rejoining of track, turnouts & paper templates. One hears the phrase "World's Greatest Hobby" a lot; thinking it's somewhere between most irksome & most boring.

Have some all-American track-laying, re-laying & then laying again & again music.

This cat is quite the selector. Hey-bob-a-re-bop!

Wednesday, August 19, 2026

This Should End Well

Purty, ain't it?
French weapon. They're probably safe, as no Yankee military has been stationed in France since 1966.
Derek Wallbank / Bloomberg:
Trump Says US Starting ‘Economic Warfare’ Operation Against Iran  —  The US will begin what President Donald Trump said would be an unprecedented economic warfare operation against Iran, after faulting the country for failing to take its chance to make a deal with him.
Fox News:   Trump threatens ‘unprecedented’ economic consequences for any nation aiding Iran
Bob Hoge / RedState:   Trump Announces ‘Economic D-Day’ Against Iran, Will Be ‘Most Crushing’ Financial Operation Ever
"Trump says". Yeah? Crush on this dedication from "Natalie" in D.C., Fat Boy.
All I want to know is when the nukes start flying.

Weds. Already?

Oh, fuck me, thought it was still Tues., have nothng scheduled & no effing inspiration whatsoever. And in exactly a month, I will turn 73, if the gov't. hasn't killed me by then.

Typing things has become a drag, like gravity, or having to breathe. Damn you, autonomic nervous system! Let me be!There. That should hold the little bastards.

Thursday, August 13, 2026

Thursday's Terror Threats

"May Be Severe & Lead To Death"

Nothing is even worth the effort of a threat. I won't waste my beautiful mind by acknowledging all the horrible things all of the awful people do for which they should all be threatened & terrorized. Speaking of which, still exhausted, enervated, run down & barely able to function, because I've been terrorized & threatened every day of my existence since being sent to school. Not that the parents are innocent, but once school started it was every damn day as some "grown-up" piece of shit humanoid w/ 100 lbs. & several feet on me shoved me around & told me what to do. Fucking two-bit thug bullies.

Wednesday, August 12, 2026

Tuesday, August 11, 2026

Tedious Tuesday Is Terminal Tedium

USS Reluctant Anchored Off Ennui

Glenn Secrest
"For the most part it stays on its regular run, from Tedium to Apathy and back; about five days each way. It makes an occasional trip to Monotony, and once it made a run all the way to Ennui, a distance of two thousand nautical miles from Tedium."
Route of the cargo ship U.S.S. Reluctant, in the 1946 novel Mister Roberts. Tell me about it. This rustbucket doesn't even move, & I haven't opened the door or had pants on since early Friday evening.

Monday, August 10, 2026

Monday Almost Nothing

Would've 'phoned this in but, 'though the lights were on & the 'phone rang, there was nobody home. (There never is in these United Snakes. Whole fucking country's permanently out to lunch.)

Conversely, America is the birthplace of the blues & its chillun, but that was over 100 yrs. ago.

 One of the children of the blues: Remastered orig. disc:
Bonus track w/ two alt. takes.
One never knows where an item is headed.

Sunday, August 9, 2026

Still Beat

And dead inside.
It's certainly a world of shit & pain, & needs to be completely refurbished, by force. How else?

Saturday, August 8, 2026

Made It To Saturday!

After enduring yet another interminable wk. of stultifying boredom & unspeakable horror. Not that wknds. mean a damn thing to me, other than as a vague marker of time.

Some all-time classics on this.
"That should hold the little bastards." Not even 'phoning it in, telegraphing it. Sending it by drum, really.

Wednesday, August 5, 2026

"Shithole Nation" Indeed

Physician, Heal Thyself

Political Wire shares:
“When you start eating healthy, you don’t need toilet paper. Animals in the wild have no residual stool on their anus… I could have a bowel movement behind a sheet at a dinner party in the corner of the room and nobody would know.”

— Dr. Sean O’Mara, whose dietary recommendations have been embraced by JD Vance, Robert F. Kennedy Jr., Howard Lutnick and Sean Duffy, quoted by the New York Times Magazine.

So this "doctor" spends a lot of time contemplating evacuating "behind a sheet at a dinner party in the corner of the room"? Good to know. The Irish really are total sick-o morons, aren't they?

And not quite, Nature Boy:Like any right-winger's mouth, sprays shit 24/7.

Saturday, August 1, 2026

Not Feeling It

No inspiration, no desire to be inspired.
Truer words were never placed on a sticker.
Nonethelsss, forced myself to choose something.
BACK TO MONO!

Friday, July 31, 2026

Friday (Festive) Freak Out

Seven-twelfths through another horrid yr.; lively yourselves up while you can.
No, I've no idea what the video has to do w/ the song.