tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post115297332273704641..comments2023-06-29T12:14:17.079+01:00Comments on The Map Is Not The Territory: Have it allUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154652733431452802006-08-04T01:52:00.000+01:002006-08-04T01:52:00.000+01:00A glass or two of wine helps one study for the tes...A glass or two of wine helps one study for the test. But only if one has a glass or two of wine as one takes the test.<BR/><BR/>It's true, and it's the law.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154562059555417652006-08-03T00:40:00.000+01:002006-08-03T00:40:00.000+01:00"I sit here stunned and blinded..."Blinded? You di..."I sit here stunned and blinded..."<BR/><BR/>Blinded? You didn't... ummm... over this post? I mean, you didn't... ahh...<BR/><BR/>Never mind.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154387271368109692006-08-01T00:07:00.000+01:002006-08-01T00:07:00.000+01:00I'm a happy happy salp, zippedy-dippedy-dippedy-do...I'm a happy happy salp, zippedy-dippedy-dippedy-doo! Happy happy slippery salp! Wobbly wobbly wobbly salp! Wobble wobble wobble, jelly on the plate, wobble wobble wobble, jelly on the floor!<BR/><BR/>Ok, answer accepted. LSD and fire-walking (but not for me! oh no, not me, I'd evaporate... I'll just take LSD and wobble wobble wobble, salp in the sky with diamonds)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154384230583348682006-07-31T23:17:00.000+01:002006-07-31T23:17:00.000+01:00Slipery Salp, you are my favourite salp! Yes, I th...Slipery Salp, you are my favourite salp! Yes, I think they should sit in the corner or take a considerable amount of LSD, go mad, walk on fire and come back to "reality" able to enjoy ONE or TWO glasses of fine red wine.Hertz Hertzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18094271405833966851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154345573461609692006-07-31T12:32:00.000+01:002006-07-31T12:32:00.000+01:00"slipping in counter-messages while hawking the go..."slipping in counter-messages while hawking the goods of the corporate monster. Beautiful! Sheer genius."<BR/><BR/>Yes, it's really very clever. The commuting masses get their occasional jolt of reality, and Paulette avoids cognitive dissonance and retains her moral integrity. Bravissimo!I.:.S.:.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05110012900695010338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154345236218443352006-07-31T12:27:00.000+01:002006-07-31T12:27:00.000+01:00When did you read the Psychopath's Bible? I carefu...When did you read the Psychopath's Bible? I carefully have been trying to keep that book away from you for a year now. Dangerous, dangerous. Destroying consensus reality is all good and well, of course, but I have a few things left to do here before you go about immanentising the eschaton.I.:.S.:.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05110012900695010338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154344872215468202006-07-31T12:21:00.000+01:002006-07-31T12:21:00.000+01:00In low doses, alcohol acts as a mild first-circuit...In low doses, alcohol acts as a mild first-circuit sedative / narcotic, according to RAW's classification, like opiates.<BR/><BR/>In larger doses, it puts the second-circuit anal-territorial circuit into over-drive.<BR/><BR/>A glass or two of red wine a day is apparently healthy for you.<BR/><BR/>More interestingly, low doses of alcohol seem to improve retention in second-language acquisition and improve language learning. Strange.<BR/><BR/>Then you cross a certain line, and you're a drooling, shouting, territorial drunk. According to the stereotype.<BR/><BR/>But spare a thought for those poor souls for whom it's the only way to peel back the layers of repression and bludgeon the 3rd rational-semantic circuit (the producer of endless mental chatter; the internal critic) into reeling, stumbling inactivity.<BR/><BR/>Or what would you recommend for them?<BR/><BR/>Maybe to shut up and sit in the corner, wishing they didn't give a damn enough to get up and dance on the tables, get cancer from all their swallowed-up passion and hate, die, and be reborn with better luck next time.<BR/><BR/>Oh the humanity. That seems so cruel.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1154344160071174592006-07-31T12:09:00.000+01:002006-07-31T12:09:00.000+01:00How long have salps existed?What if they're a new ...How long have salps existed?<BR/><BR/>What if they're a new life-form, taking advantage of a new ecological niche?<BR/><BR/>The darling little crap-eaters. I want a pet salp. Where can I get one?Lazyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07914611337488187529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1153178608017634602006-07-18T00:23:00.000+01:002006-07-18T00:23:00.000+01:00Fight Club is my favourite film...Fight Club is my favourite film...Hertz Hertzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18094271405833966851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1153174199479771712006-07-17T23:09:00.000+01:002006-07-17T23:09:00.000+01:00You're beginning to enjoy yourself a little too mu...You're beginning to enjoy yourself a little too much, Twit. <BR/>But, as usual, you're spot on. <BR/><BR/>We may be "the all sing, all dancing crap of the world", but we can still aspire to being the <I>untouchable</I> all singing, all dancing crap of the world: <I>SALPDOM</I>.<BR/><BR/>Fight Club has too many rules.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1153172317873884942006-07-17T22:38:00.000+01:002006-07-17T22:38:00.000+01:00My comment was a reference to this rant from Fight...My comment was a reference to this rant from Fight Club: "You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world."<BR/><BR/>It felt apt at the time because Paulette's post had quite a Tyler Durden-esque vibe about it.<BR/><BR/>I love explaining my cryptic wit<BR/>(& that was irony).<BR/><BR/>aaaaahhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHH!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1153060686789906252006-07-16T15:38:00.000+01:002006-07-16T15:38:00.000+01:00Oh, what a tangled web...It's too late, Paula. Yo...Oh, what a tangled web...<BR/><BR/>It's too late, Paula. You've even got Twit calling them "crap-eaters" (even if he does tart it up a bit with all that talk of singing and dancing).<BR/><BR/>These salps have cheered me up some, I'm considering naming something after them, but I'm not sure what.<BR/><BR/>It's funny (and a little disturbing) what makes my heart sing, these days.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1153002014320361642006-07-15T23:20:00.000+01:002006-07-15T23:20:00.000+01:00Actually, it's all pretty serious, and pretty funn...Actually, it's all pretty serious, and pretty funny. It's all pretty seriously funny.<BR/><BR/>But, in defense of the salps: <BR/><BR/><I><B>THEY AREN'T CRAP-EATERS.</B></I> <BR/><BR/>Well, someone had to stand with them in their heroic efforts to save us all by completing the CO2 sink process of phytoplankton. <BR/><BR/>Which <B><I>IS</I></B> what they eat, btw.<BR/><BR/>I'd known for a long time that phytoplankton were a major planetary functionary for dealing with CO2, but I never dreamed the process hinged on these salps, with their crap so vile no other ocean organism will touch it.<BR/><BR/>Quixotic little bastards have totally won me over.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1152989576063562772006-07-15T19:52:00.000+01:002006-07-15T19:52:00.000+01:00Twit- You're beginning to confound and concern me....Twit- You're beginning to confound and concern me.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1152986703916962922006-07-15T19:05:00.000+01:002006-07-15T19:05:00.000+01:00Would that be the all-singing, all-dancing crap-ea...Would that be the all-singing, all-dancing crap-eating salps?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14084280.post-1152975433099020502006-07-15T15:57:00.000+01:002006-07-15T15:57:00.000+01:00Fantastic!I sit here stunned and blinded by the br...<I>Fantastic!</I><BR/><BR/>I sit here stunned and blinded by the brilliance of that offering. <BR/><BR/>Love the soft subversion of the quiet revolutionary (well...not exactly quiet) slipping in counter-messages while hawking the goods of the corporate monster. <I>Beautiful! <B>Sheer genius.</B></I><BR/><BR/>The <I>Psychopath's Bible</I>, huh? Been warned about that old-time religion. Gonna have to get me some more bookshelves, but first I'll have to get some more money. It's a conundrum, a mystery wrapped in a riddle.<BR/><BR/>But, you are so right. Like rats in a squirrel cage, the more we make it spin, the more we want it to spin faster.<BR/><BR/>It is a wicked, vicious circle that truly is in the process of laying us low. <BR/><BR/>Money: just don't love it.Indigobusinesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10805496512951830272noreply@blogger.com