Well, just look up Dr. Oliver Sacks. All of his books are very interesting. Believe me, when that sort of thing--the musicophilia-- gets ahold of you, it gets worse and worse. I liked the Sousa and the big band, but the ugly angry rap and such was right out. Like having a neighbor with a really awful radio station blaring. And forget about turning on a white noise machine. I heard voices in the static. I thought that kind of thing only happened to people suffering from schizophrenia. Then later, I collapsed in a seizure at the grocery store. The docs have never figured out what caused that. I said, maybe I have a brain tumor, ha-ha--omg. But so far, so good. I get to go to a landmark remission checkup soon. I plan to demand they take out the freaking port. Like an appendix or an old lady's uterus, it has served its purpose and is just hanging around. Well, actually, what purpose does the appendix serve? ---Oh look, cute puppies!mistah willies wrote: ↑Sat May 04, 2019 7:04 am^ ^ ^
Vertiginous: love the word but do not enjoy that feeling.
Look: musicophilia?
Now I'm on the rabbit hunt.
Which is enjoyable
(not the musicophilis, obv)
but the hunt, the trail, the research, the place I always end up: drinking
Mmmm... Morning beer. I promised to wean off,
but it's Saturday.
Or,
A day.
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I used to have some those old Radio Shack ® electronic board kits for nerdy kids: little spring coils for wires to connect the various components. Lights, capacitors, even a micro chip sounds generator.Savage wrote: ↑Fri May 10, 2019 2:08 amWell, just look up Dr. Oliver Sacks. All of his books are very interesting. Believe me, when that sort of thing--the musicophilia-- gets ahold of you, it gets worse and worse. I liked the Sousa and the big band, but the ugly angry rap and such was right out. Like having a neighbor with a really awful radio station blaring. And forget about turning on a white noise machine. I heard voices in the static. I thought that kind of thing only happened to people suffering from schizophrenia...
Could make anything with it, all in the way it was wired it up.
The human brain must be like that.
Btw, the tick-tock of a big clock in a darkened room will drive me nuts. I start hearing tock-tick and then it switches back. Now for a drink.
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It's like the Telltale Heart pounding underneath the floorboards lol. I don't like it either.mistah willies wrote: ↑Fri May 10, 2019 11:20 amBtw, the tick-tock of a big clock in a darkened room will drive me nuts. I start hearing tock-tick and then it switches back. Now for a drink.Savage wrote: ↑Fri May 10, 2019 2:08 amWell, just look up Dr. Oliver Sacks. All of his books are very interesting. Believe me, when that sort of thing--the musicophilia-- gets ahold of you, it gets worse and worse. I liked the Sousa and the big band, but the ugly angry rap and such was right out. Like having a neighbor with a really awful radio station blaring. And forget about turning on a white noise machine. I heard voices in the static. I thought that kind of thing only happened to people suffering from schizophrenia...
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My parents have a zillion clocks in their living room. You need a wale`s dose of drink to pass out in there
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Cuckoo clocks?
Now you're ready for some anti-dry-otics!-BeerMakesMeSmarter
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Sounds pretty cuckoo.
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Anything made out of styrofoam, squeaking during a car trip: bonkers I tell you
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Ooh, I would have wanted one of the RS kits when I was a kid, if I knew they existed. But if my parents had ever bought one, they would have given it to my brother, because I was just a giiirl. I also wanted a chemistry set. Yeah, I kinda wanted to blow things up, m'kay. I got a sewing kit. At least I had a cap pistol, that looked like the Long Ranger's gun. Save up your cap rolls and snag Daddy's hammer, go out to the curb, and WHAM! And the neighbor ladies told my mom there was something wrong with me. I grew up to have a daughter that saved up the heater thingies from the MREs that they were throwing out She made some dandy bombs with the heaters and some glass Ovaltine bottles. (they used to come in glass)mistah willies wrote: ↑Fri May 10, 2019 11:20 amI used to have some those old Radio Shack ® electronic board kits for nerdy kids: little spring coils for wires to connect the various components. Lights, capacitors, even a micro chip sounds generator.Savage wrote: ↑Fri May 10, 2019 2:08 amWell, just look up Dr. Oliver Sacks. All of his books are very interesting. Believe me, when that sort of thing--the musicophilia-- gets ahold of you, it gets worse and worse. I liked the Sousa and the big band, but the ugly angry rap and such was right out. Like having a neighbor with a really awful radio station blaring. And forget about turning on a white noise machine. I heard voices in the static. I thought that kind of thing only happened to people suffering from schizophrenia...
Could make anything with it, all in the way it was wired it up.
The human brain must be like that.
Btw, the tick-tock of a big clock in a darkened room will drive me nuts. I start hearing tock-tick and then it switches back. Now for a drink.
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I used a favorite rock on a good flat rock.
But you had to unroll the red paper with the black dots.
Like that paper with the candy dots, but in reverse.
Don't get me started about tiny wax bottles of colored sugar water...
I used a favorite rock on a good flat rock.
But you had to unroll the red paper with the black dots.
Like that paper with the candy dots, but in reverse.
Don't get me started about tiny wax bottles of colored sugar water...
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Or wrap it very tight around a coin with ducktape. Boommistah willies wrote: ↑Wed May 15, 2019 9:52 pm^ ^ ^
I used a favorite rock on a good flat rock.
But you had to unroll the red paper with the black dots.
Like that paper with the candy dots, but in reverse.
Don't get me started about tiny wax bottles of colored sugar water...
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Yeah forgot about those! Why were those so strangely good?! I want one right now!mistah willies wrote: ↑Wed May 15, 2019 9:52 pm
Don't get me started about tiny wax bottles of colored sugar water...
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Now I am remembering wax lips. also wax mustaches. I thought the kids that actually ate them were freaks. Looking back, at my advanced age and all, I would have to say, yeah they were freaks. Also wax fingernails with long red-painted nails. WTF was up with all the wax crap back then? Just let me sit back and puff out some "smoke" from my sugar cigarette.
My dad used to smoke a pipe. I had a pipe. It blew bubbles. Just fling a tiny smoking jacket on me and I could have been one of those girls we like in GQ. Well, girls we like if we want to go to jail. I still can hardly believe that parents used to hand out candy cigarettes at Halloween. And our parents never batted an eye.
My dad used to smoke a pipe. I had a pipe. It blew bubbles. Just fling a tiny smoking jacket on me and I could have been one of those girls we like in GQ. Well, girls we like if we want to go to jail. I still can hardly believe that parents used to hand out candy cigarettes at Halloween. And our parents never batted an eye.
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Things that suck about jail:
1. Finding a good time to take a shit (i.e., when there's toilet paper available and some cantankerous asshole isn't using the only roll as a pillow).
2. Trying to nap on concrete floors or benches to pass the time -- the hips don't rest well.
3. Punks fucking with you trying to threaten you into posting their bail when you get out by asking sneaky questions like where you work and using that information to leverage threats of repercussions if you don't bail them out. Sneaky fucks.
4. Having to breathe other people's shit fumes in the poorly air-conditioned cells.
5. The thin clothes providing no warmth. You wrap your arms around yourself to stay warm but are still shivering (maybe this is only a skinny guy problem).
6. Finding pubes in your food. Only the Lawd knows why.
1. Finding a good time to take a shit (i.e., when there's toilet paper available and some cantankerous asshole isn't using the only roll as a pillow).
2. Trying to nap on concrete floors or benches to pass the time -- the hips don't rest well.
3. Punks fucking with you trying to threaten you into posting their bail when you get out by asking sneaky questions like where you work and using that information to leverage threats of repercussions if you don't bail them out. Sneaky fucks.
4. Having to breathe other people's shit fumes in the poorly air-conditioned cells.
5. The thin clothes providing no warmth. You wrap your arms around yourself to stay warm but are still shivering (maybe this is only a skinny guy problem).
6. Finding pubes in your food. Only the Lawd knows why.
Don't worry. We're in no hurry.