Into November

The second snow of the year was yesterday, veteran's day.  I think there should be more veteran's days.
I guess the name Paisley is trending for baby names this year and possibly 2020.  I saw that it was Scottish which made me curious.  I found this on wikipedia-

"[S]ilk fell out of fashion in 1790.^[6] The mills switched to the imitation Kashmir (cashmere) shawls called "Paisley". Under the leadership of Thomas Coats (1809-1893), Paisley became the world centre for thread making. The high-status skilled weavers mobilised themselves in radical protests after 1790, culminating in the failed "Radical War" of 1820. Overproduction, the collapse of the shawl market and a general depression in the textile industry led to technical changes that reduced the importance of weavers. Politically the mill owners remained in control of the town.^[7]By the mid-19th century weaving had become the town's principal industry. The Paisley weavers' most famous products were the shawls, which bore the Paisley Pattern made fashionable after being worn by a young Queen Victoria. Despite being of a Kashmiri design and manufactured in other parts of Europe, the teardrop-like pattern soon became known by Paisley's name across the western world.^[8][9] Although the shawls dropped out of fashion in the 1870s, the Paisley pattern remains an important symbol of the town: the Paisley Museum maintains a significant collection of the original shawls in this design, and it has been used, for example, in the modern logo of Renfrewshire Council, the local authority."

I wonder how the shawl market is doing nowadays.  Also for November, I decided that Bjork's Homogenic is a perfect album for this month.  Starting with Hunter...on vinyl, toasty.

Punks unite

I love punk sticks for fireworks, they are my favorite.
I wish I could always have one everywhere I go.
May all your macaroni be delicious
May it rain on your house at midnight
Let's unite and suppress the power of tyrants
Punk power activate!



I thrive best, hermit style
With a beard, and a pipe
And a parrot on each side
But now I can't do this without you

Let's unite tonight
We shouldn't fight
Embrace you tight
Let's unite tonight

Necessary Voodoo

We are the Earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
Marching
March

The scene on my drive to work:
Listening to Beatles channel still
I should have known better
You're gonna say you love me too
Seems a bit strong-arm
Thought about AOC and started to cry because at such a young age she has this much poise and is doing it (she has what it takes to do it! --inside joke to myself-way inside-deep!)
Thought about an interview with Sean Lennon talking about his memories of his dad
Pretended to meet Sean Lennon and tell him about the part of the interview I liked--his dad would always turn off the television when commercials would come on and he would always turn it back on at the right time.  Also, the part with the little sweet fishes for snacks instead of candy.
Then I said to Sean that my son is older than you were when...and I couldn't say it, I just started crying and Sean didn't want me to cry and grabbed my arms gently and said here, let's find my mom.  And then I saw Yoko Ono and said Oh Yoko and just started sobbing in her arms....Well, I was crying in my car.


We are the Earth intruders
We are the sharpshooters
Flock of parachuters
Necessary VoooOOOdoo

We are the Earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
Marching
March
March
March
March

I love Bjork, I love cornucopias

https://theshed.org/commission/cornucopia/

Entering the 4th dimension

Hello 4D!

Happy Earth Day

My friend just passed the first half of the ASBOG. Now she's a geolgist in-training! Most of her work is in Environmental. It's not the idealistic type of environmental that most of us are fond of (including me). It's a practical, scientific occupation charged to probe and test our air, soil, water, etc. Our outdoor surroundings. She has encounters with pollution from our past. She doesn't clean it up, but she finds it--like a toxic waste detective. She has direct contact with the environment in its most sorry existence.
This is what I want to do: I want to care for the earth. I want to be an earth nurse.

All is Full of Love

Snow Inspired

This is Bjork performing "Aurora" live at the Royal Opera House. I saw this whole cancert a few years back on Ovation, I think. It's really great. I love her creative use of sound effects (for another song, "Hidden Place," a guy shuffles cards next to a microphone)

Shhh, Shhh

It's, oh, so quiet
shh,shh
It's, oh, so still
shh,shh
You're all alone
shh, shh
And so peaceful until...

You fall in love
Zing boom
The sky up above
Zing boom
Is caving in
Wow bam
You've never been so nuts about a guy
You wanna laugh you wanna cry
You cross your heart and hope to die
'Til it's over and then

Shhh, Shhh
It's nice and quiet
Shhh, Shhh
But soon again
Shhh, Shhh
Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse, zing boom
The devil cuts loose, zing boom
So what's the use, wow bam
Of falling in love

It's, oh, so quiet
It's, oh, so still
You're all alone
And so peaceful until...

You ring the bell, bim bam
You shout and you yell, hi ho ho
You broke the spell
Gee, this is swell you almost have a fit
This guy is "gorge" and I got hit
There's no mistake this is it

'Til it's over and then
It's nice and quiet
Shhh, Shhh
But soon again
Shhh, Shhh
Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse
Zing boom
The devil cuts loose
Zing boom
So what's the use
Wow bam
Of falling in love

The sky caves in
The devil cuts loose
You blow blow blow blow blow your fuse ahhh
When you've fallen in love
Ssshhhhhh...

Lyrics from Bjork's renamed cover of the Betty Hutton song "Blow a Fuse"

Freaky Dream

I was in a class. Etan and Mayhew were in the class too. I had to sit by obnoxious boys, while Etan and Mayhew got to sit together across the room. One boy kept touching me and I kept telling him not to touch me--making a scene to draw attention to this debacle so the teacher would make him stop. Then I ended up being in a back yard. Suddenly, enormous raccoons and other animals I can't remember were running towards me then bounding past me. I walked towards where they were running from. My mom was there. My mom said that there was a baby bear by the fence. I couldn't see it at first, then it became visable. The back yard was my mom's back yard, but not really. Then I was inside my mom's house that really wasn't her house. The baby bear was in there and I felt safe to try to pet it, since I knew the mother bear wasn't in the house. Next, I'm in another class. I don't remember anyone I know being there. Somehow some huge Asian looking man or beast of a man was lying on the floor like a skin puddle and ate Bjork's head, then ate her body right in front of the class. One boy was trying to escape and I followed him. We both were pushing through all of these unecessary obstacles. We escaped and ran out into the night, down a shadowy, grassy hill and onto lighted streets. I was back in class again. I was worried and didn't want to be there. The teacher was trying to consol us. I told her that I really liked Bjork. She kind of laughed lovingly as if saying, I know you did. I felt an urgency to get out of class. I told the teacher that I was leaving. She was trying to dissuade me, but then said, "They keep telling me a man is in the hall waiting and I keep asking them what man? What man?!" That was it. I was leaving. My sisters, Nilya and Therimew happen to be in the class this time. I grabbed them and we all left. We found out later that the teacher had been eaten by the man beast. Then I was at my house that really wasn't my house. Etan, Mayhew, Therimew and I were in the T.V. room. I was worried and felt like this creature was coming after me. We were all standing up and pacing around. Mayhew grabbed a silver necklace with a asian style pendant that was hanging by a nail on the wall. That necklace had something to do with the man beast. I grabbed it from him and took another amulate type thing, I think it was a pentagram, and went into the living room to place the items together on the floor. As soon as I did that, I looked out the window to see a man in a black hooded monk-style gown walking, almost floating, very fast up our street. I watched him turn up our driveway. He began knocking on the door. I was sure I was doomed. He knew we were in the house. He had a key! He began to unlock it, but then his action waned and he left. He was giving me a message that he could come and get me anytime. Not this time, though. I ran into the T.V. room to tell the others that he had a key. Apparently, this was modus operandi for this man beast, because after I said, "He had a key!," Etan said in affirmation, "That's just the thing." As that is what the others reported before they were eaten.