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Showing posts with label Duploquence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Duploquence. Show all posts

Friday, 15 February 2013

Zonking Ziggu Rats

When controlfreakish big-heads, drugged up on some new System Creed, lack humility to confess their own small knowledge, wee cosmic stature, mistakes, frailty or doubt, ranting on about how a device, method, convention, prediction, currency, stock, military force, government, gene, fuel, empire or city or ship (Titanic) is fool-proof, eternal, immutable, invincible like a Pharaoh's eyeball or Babylonian ziggurat or Roman road, I sit paring my claws, tittering, snorting & cackling through snarls of derision, more convicted I can knap flint with gnomes on Neptune rather than believe them.

Monday, 5 April 2010

Having Fun _Saying Words_ in Your Community

I abhor abbreviations - because the things they stand for are more stimulating & because mouthing letters (not words) slowly erases brains - buries the referent till you don't know what you're saying anymore. Words are pictures = sensuality = automatic memory cache. Letter codes estrange the symbols.

Take PDQ (a filling station in America): Once you start calling it Pretty Dern Quick, or Pounds of Duds & Quacks instead, it makes a picture imprint on your brain (stimulation!), aids memory, and is more fun to talk about in your community.

Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Woolies and Conifers

Conversation with Steve-O Pet-r-O
on the Fifth of December, 2006
(at the time, Mr O was a sheep-keeper and shite-sweeper in Maine)

16:47 Stephen: gnarlsome natty sasquatchity gnome-like nate of the north!
16:48 me: not nobody but the gnomishest he!
is furry sheepfell feeling good at night?
16:50 how are you keeping?
16:51 Stephen: apologies for the latest maintenance mail
16:52 me: no worries at all woodromping Mainemeandering woolfarmer!
Stephen: i heard some wolves while watching the sun set this eave!
16:53 i hope they aren't too frisky with the pigs
me: wowser. i am jealous. for reasons that will become clearer if you look at my recent dream about a wolf
16:54 I certainly would be frisky with a pig!
your plants ply their growing trade with pious pleasure
16:55 Stephen: great to hear. what say they?
16:56 me: stickety stackety stem i'm green around my hem!
lippety loppety leaf, we miss our farmin steeeeeeeve!
16:58 did lovely conifer class in arboretum on sun-day
17:00 Stephen: what see ye of the aroborvitae?
me: the tree of life gives me life!
17:01 i never realised the name or nature of this most common plant till the course
like spruce needles, the green has vitamin C
17:02 Stephen: did not know that. what was said about pines?
or my favorite, the tamarack (aka european larch)
17:03 me: an algonkian term for an american larch type, i'm told. larch

17:03 me: an algonkian term for an american larch type, i'm told. larch (
hackmatack in Algonkian!
17:04 what learned I?
a cedar is a type of Juniperus (juniper)
17:05 jack pines keep their old resiny cones for years and years until a fire cracks them open to seed
their needles grow spirally
17:06 wind makes diff noise when whishing through 5-needled white pines (feathery) than through the more brittle red pines (2-needled)
juniper 'berries' are built much like cones with a scaley covering around seeds
17:07 firs have upright (not pendulous like pines) cones which fall apart before they fall off tree
17:08 firs have upward curving needles, smooth twigs (spruces have bumpy noduled twigs), and a fruitier taste than spruces
17:09 hemlocks have needles green above and whitish beneath and a hair-like stem attached to each needle
yews are yellowish beneath and dark green above.
17:10 Stephen: yews?
me: not your wives, steve!
those EWES are also yellow beneath but for other reasons!
17:12 yew trees look much like hemlocks or even some firs, but they are darker green, have an orange red berry with seed (turribly toxic)
17:13 arborvitae have flower-shaped cones, small
17:15 sorry for burying you so much in my typing - i get carried away!
and EB is looking on - so i'm entertaining more than usual even
17:17 black spruce are beautiful and fascinating - in WI they only grow in boggy areas, mainly east and north.
17:19 Stephen: and blue spruce?
17:22 me: och yes. i realise now i had misunderstood them. they are the Colorado Spruce, and seem to be tough and hardy and have been bred into many cultivars

Monday, 2 March 2009

Memories of a homeless man sleeping in ICH boiler room

24 February 2009
17:03 me: what plies below Petro's skies?
17:04 Stephen [Petro]: the eve before travel--the sun is calm as it begins to rest
17:05 me: whither farest thou then?
17:06 Stephen: the land of bluffs and the mighty mississippi
17:09 me: a holy-day, or holy work-a-day?
17:10 what fine news on the Mississip. Sip its supful streams
17:11 Stephen: it will sip with hands that have touched the land, aye hands that know the ground well and what it can do if you treat it well
17:12 me: your landwise hands shall reap handfuls of life
17:13 Stephen: i can only hope--and that they may harbor and encourage it as well
17:17 me: are you uptaken tonight at new wine? i'm not sure, but i considered a visit
how long will you be away as well?
17:18 Stephen: i plan on dining with the dana tonight. and i will be gone until saturday.
17:19 me: dana-dining, dana-charming,
fain aromping
love's alarming
!
17:20 Stephen: p)
:p
17:21 feet a-stomping
who's a-knocking
17:22 the nate a-boxing
the gnomes a-poxing
but who, pray tell
will be a mopping?
me: a pox on the elf
who came for health
17:23 i gave him ludgins
in boiler dungeons
but up he got
tit tat TOT
ahop to my door
17:24 acryin for more
sleepy-head Natty,
so sore and alone,
wanted to bless
17:25 also box the Gnome!
17:26 Stephen: and lay him to rest
in the bubble boiler room
17:27 me: but up from that tomb
the Revenant walks and stalks
through winter gloom
spying me out
with squeaky shouts
aHOO from one corner
17:28 aBOO from the street
he follows and haunts me
- the ninny Gnomic scout!

17:40 Stephen: stout with a pout
each whisker a treat

2 March 2009
17:02 Me: What did you nip on the mighty Misses-Sip?
17:10 Stephen: the smell of cow manure
a light snow
the bluffs and lots of beer