Moving the house today. Well, moving the stuff that was in it, out of it. The "Office" in Palolo will be turned over to the person that most likely grew the marijuana that I was kicked out for. My daily recommended dose of irony.
The fleas are starting to explode on the rug. I will leave it for the new tennent.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Waimanalo
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Uparound 070
Hyperlink Party....
(click on the underlined text: toy surprise inside)
My faith in humainty renewed
The yang to that yin
If it doesn't fit, it's time to quit the bullshit
Suckers
Friday, August 12, 2005
Evidence
Warped Culture
The whole Left/Right Red/Blue Right/Wrong thing comes across as soft core S&M. The Right like to spank, and the Left love to cry about being spanked.
The most vociferous of both teams aren't getting good love. People that have good sex lives don't get so wound up over the prescibed media distraction.
Who wants to climb into bed with the spankers and the crybabys? Other spankers and crybabys. It's incestuous empty sex where no one connects. This way we can rant off into another day of spanking and crying.
There is a world beyond good and evil.
This is a postcard from there.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Poser
A NEW AND IMPROVED PREDJUDICE!
Reply to: anon-90001633@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-09, 2:04PM PDT
I've done a thurough examination of the subject and am now ready to diagnose:
What you are suffering from is paradigmal schizophrenia.
There is the old dichotomous reality of good-evil, right-wrong. The people that still adhere to this paradigm are sensing that their time is up, and so they are naturally thrashing around and gnashing their teeth in the anguish of no longer being relevant.
There is the new paradigm of wholism that has been dawning in the mainstream for over a hundred years now. There are the ones that recognise that the body of humanity (and for the advanved minded: all life) is one whole body. Including the thud brained dichotomists.
Then there are the paradigmal schizzos that like the idea of unity and oneness, but can't resist engaging the paleo-humans in verbal shit hurling. This too shall pass.
I once was predjudiced against our idiotic brothers and sisters until I realized that I was merely reacting to my own profound ignorance that I saw reflected in the thud beings. I resist no more. I accept the idiots as a part of a natural process. But I try not to engage them, lest I wrap myself up in their tar baby contagion.
'Tis better to lead the children through example than to try and beat them into submission.
"It is an ill wind that blows no minds"
Re:A NEW AND IMPROVED PREDJUDICE!
Reply to: anon-90009865@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-09, 2:40PM PDT
Shut the fuck up pants thing.
Narcisus
Spiritual Awakening in my Pants...
Reply to: anon-89705100@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 10:07AM PDT
Spiritual Awakenings are not uncommon happenings when my Pants are around. My Pants are so powerful one need not actually see them in person to be deeply affected. One can merely gaze at an image of my pants to recognise the unity of all.
The Chineese want my Pants to mass produce them and sell them to latinas of all sizes.
The Suicide Girls want in my pants for they have none of their own.
Looking at my Pants on LSD can be like having an interdimensional passport.
Breasts, fake or real, big and small, are instantly entered into a state of grace in the presence of my Pants.
My Pants are never lonely,
Never predjudiced
Never angry
Never flakey
My Pants love you. All of you. Idiotic and snide alike.
My Pants have recently visited your city and, in spite of the hit and run, still loves LA and all it contains.
My pants are with Miguel right now, and he is fine.
A special place in my Pants...
Reply to: anon-89729156@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 11:34AM PDT
Why all the fighting? My Pants are dismayed by all the senseless quibbling. My Pants know better than any other that the left and the right should reconcile their differences and yield to that place that is between them. That place in between is useless if the left and right cannot walk togeather.
Pants Post
Reply to: anon-89755174@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 1:15PM PDT
Men: Underware is for amateurs.
To all of you "CL Celebs"
Reply to: anon-89836723@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 7:56PM PDT
Ok, so you're quite obviously comfortable with putting your personality on a public forum. (Some of you a little more comfortable than is necessary but that is what this area of the site is about.) I highly doubt that R&R alone fills your need for anonymous attention. Chances are you post
elsewhere, have a blog, or are on myspace/friendster. Since you’ve put so much work into your profile there, might as well share it with the rest of us.
This goes especially for those catty rivals UGH and Gymgirl. (Less for UGH because, like most good-looking women, she doesn’t constantly talk about her looks.) And Mr. PROUD pedo, why not show us those “family snaps” you’ve got floating around in cyber space, FP could post their IMDB page etc, etc. Pants guy need not apply.
ok, the pants
Reply to: anon-89849811@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 9:20PM PDT
they aren't great art, more like something out of a high school art class. The remarks aren't witty, funny, intelligent, moving, or scathing, more like something out of a high school student's head.
And the poetry.... it isn't even mediocre.
Yes, we are all free to post, create, do, say what we want and I don't usually post in tones criticizing others. There is enough of that in the world and certainly on here. But you just keep posting them! I'm not that nice! At some point even mother theresa would have stood up and said: No! they are not so great as you think! (ok, granted she had far better things to do than post on CL, or, I imagine, even to read CL).
I can't tell if you mean them to be cheesy and are trying to be all tongue in cheek. If so, mix it up a little. Show your wit has greater bounds than the same theme over and over (and over and over and over!).
If they are art.... Please, study the subject. Maybe you think only artists less talented than yourself need to study. No, you do too. Even the great artists in history apprenticed.
The Coalition to Flag the Fagg with the crappy pants.
Reply to: anon-89853434@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 9:46PM PDT
I was born in the ghetto so I'm no art critic, BUT I KNOW THE SHIT YOU'RE POSTING IS NOT ART.
the pants postings
Reply to: anon-89862860@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-08, 11:08PM PDT
can we stop now? i thought they were bitchin and the guy was intelligent and cute, but can we stop with the narcissistic talking pants?
You've had enough, I've had enough...
Reply to: anon-89879603@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-09, 5:03AM PDT
Maybe I over did it a bit with the pants. Maybe I'm just getting started. But who are the vitriolic and fickle hall monitors that decide "That's enough"...
I was't pretending to be making art with my pants or posts. Just seeing what kind of climate the LA CL has. Prolific pedantry, repetitive dogma. Passionate in the arbitrary. Some sweet people, but mostly arrogant opinionated word vultures just looking for someone or something to pick at.
After surfing the snideness for a couple of days I find myself wanting to say "fuck you, you small minded miscreants" to some fairly random people that have decided to hog a public message board.
The corporations took our airwaves, and the simple minded are flushing their mental tampons down one of the last bastions of free speach.
I'm retireing the pants and retireing from the futility of LA CL.
Rock on party people.
Re:You've had enough, I've had enough...
Reply to: anon-89914604@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-09, 8:32AM PDT
Typical liberal
RE: You've had enough, I've had enough
Reply to: anon-89923360@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-09, 9:04AM PDT
good riddance,your stinking,non-underwearing ass has got to go,your pants look like something my kid finger-painted in kindergarten,btw those pimples on your ass? are from not wearing underwear and not washing your pants...stay in wisconsin,dude we dont need you here
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Solitude
My Pants: Chapt. 3 (Hellenback)
Reply to: anon-89592920@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-07, 6:55PM PDT
After years of an intimate relationship, it became clear that the pants and I were going to have to redefine our relationship. The Pants were wearing thin. Beyond the Sharpies, I had taken to patching holes, at first with canvas and denem, then I used satin and velvet. We would no longer be able to spend the days with each other in the field. The daily abuse the pants were subjected to had taken its toll.
My Pants: Chapt. 3
In spite of the fancy fabrics, retirement loomed in the near future. The pants felt like they were just beginning to mature, just coming into its own. The pants refused to die in silence. They ralied and determined to strike out into the world on their own...
Stay tuned to Chapt. four: The Phoenix
Waialae Lanes.jpg
Rod: the Angelyne of CL
Reply to: anon-89401051@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 3:39PM PDT
LA ex-pat here. I now live elsewhere. Morbidity calls me to check in with the purgatory of my twenties. Calling me like heroin and nicotine.
Rod is the Angelyne of CL.
Famous person needs to look up the etymology of the word famous.
I have a strong feeling that I am not the only one that scrolls down to click on the posts with "pic" on the end.
Gymgirl is the new up and coming; but will she out last Gymdad?
Rant and Rave: The Ignorant vs. the Snide
Rod: the Angelyne of CL
Reply to: anon-89405826@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 4:13PM PDT
Let's be totally LA... where'd you get your pants, dude??? And do you want to have an awesome long-distance relationship with me? I'm single!
My Pants...
Reply to: anon-89412282@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 5:01PM PDT
I think my pants have a shot at the big time. I didn't become a famaous person in LA. But my pants... I think they have a shot. Any pant agents out there want to develop a sit com around them?
My Pants...
Reply to: anon-89416095@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 5:29PM PDT
Run it past me and we'll see what comes up.
My pants: their story (and a sexy pic)
Reply to: anon-89416643@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 5:34PM PDT
Chapter 1: Plural name for a single garment.
My pants were born to poor garment workers in the late 90's. The garment workers had so many other pants to deal with that they were forced to ship our hero off to a retail outlet in hopes that someone would love them as much as they. My pants then ended up in a ranch supply store in Great Falls Montana. A elderly drug dependancy councellor found these pants matched the measurements of an aspiring tree trimmer living in Honolulu. She bought them and shipped them off. Here is where I first met my pants. I was crazy about them. They were a little stiff at first but I didn't mind, I actually liked them that way. I stopped wearing underwear about that time and my pants and I became very intimate. I love my pants. We have been togeather for over four years now and are very happy togeather.
Stay tuned for Chapter 2: How my pants found their own identity.
My Pants: Chapt. 2
Reply to: anon-89427458@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-08-06, 6:59PM PDT
My pants, after a moderate time of use, found themselves stained and worn. I talked with my pants about this for some time. I told my pants that they were still my favorite. Sometimes I would wash them then let them air dry so that they had a little of that stiffness that was there in the beginning. My pants became depressed anyway. Sitting at a bus stop one day, I remembered a buddhist line about "turning poison into medicine" and I pulled a Sharpie out of my pocket and turned the stains into designs. My pants were very happy. They actually began to enjoy getting stained, knowing that the Sharpies would redeem the blemish into a beautiful icon. This pant bliss went on for some time. Then, tragedy struck...
Stay tuned for Chapt. 3: The loss of integrity
Monday, August 01, 2005
YOSO 24
YOSO 041
Originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.
Though I ridicule and speak disdainfully of dichotomy, I still can appreciate it's function and beauty. There is a beauty in black and white photography though the over all tone comes across as grey in most. The function of quick and easy dicernment can come in quite handy in a pinch, but if relied upon too much it leaches away vitality and ones capacity for subtlty.
Portland
Portland 023
Originally uploaded by Dark Sevier.
A friend once told me: "Kids grow up in spite of their parents." I thought that was reassuring. I inserted this concept into the musing on my own experience of growing up. Saw it had validity as far as I was concerned.
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