Greed, Harpo:25, 6006 YD
photo taken by Apostasia Gloriana, Keeper of the Weee!
I feel like I keep restating the same thing over and over lately, what with my reflections on Apostasia Gloriana and Smug Hank’s wedding recently, and now this . . . but if it’s true, it’s true.
Spent an amazing week near the water . . . collected my wits, relaxed, got sunburnt, talked, laughed, ate, smoke, drank, and was merry. The older I get, those are the only things that seem to matter. I haven’t spent that much time with St. Ray and St.Babs since I lived with them, and it made me sort of miss it. It would be worth considering if Dharma Jam was able to be there, as she was last week.
To close, let me say that if you ever wish to view chaos in its most obvious form, look no further than your closest beach. Watching the waves splash in over and over was mesmerizing, and chaos was evident in each and every wave. Just try to guess where the next one will hit, or how tall it will be. I dare you.
No, I triple dog dare you.
Great weekend of fun and celebrations as Apostasia Gloriana, Keeper of the Weeeee! and Smug Hank got married . . . it really makes you appreciate the idea of friends, family and celebration . . . I can’t truly say I had any mind-blowing realizations, but there were a couple times I found myself consciously aware that I was happy to have such good friends who I can consider family without getting too gushy.
I have a great family, and a large extended family, and my life is very good. I was reminded of something I believe Kafka said about find endless astonishment at simply observing a group of people cheerfully gathered.
Congrats AG and SH!
Hail Eris – All Hail Discordia!
I don’t indorse drinking and driving, but a story here in Hogtown a couple days ago amused me. A man decided to try to party with some police, despite the fact he was driving drunk.
The driver, with a bottle of rum beside him, mounted the curb and pulled up beside an officer directing traffic. The driver told the officer he was headed north, but pulled over, saying he could see a party and wanted to join in, acting Staff Sgt. Jed Handy said Tuesday. Problem was, the party was part of the Police Week festivities at 31 Division. “The officer went to talk to him and sees an empty bottle of rum and a half bottle of rum in the seat of the car,” Handy said. The man, who registered a blood-alcohol level of about 0.29 – more than three times the legal faces a number of alcohol related charges, Handy said.
Here was a man who wanted to party, and didn’t care where it was, or who it was with. Despite the fact that he was drinking and driving there’s something about that mindset that I sort of admire. Next time, just ride your bike mister . . . there’s very little damage that can be done by a drunk man on a bicycle, and what damage can be done is usually pretty amusing.
Also, the website is now up and looks beautiful. I would like to thank Apostasia Gloriana and her brother Paul for all their help, I certainly would not have been able to do it by myself, I can barely tie my shoes. Presently, the links aren’t going anywhere, but that will be fixed in the next day or so.
So, with a little luck the meetings should start to run smoothly now that the site is running.
*****EDIT: This website no longer exists. Read about its fate here.
I refuse to attempt to write anything cute about Monday, as I did last week with Tuesday. Monday deserves no such treatment. Jim Davis has already given the ghastly day of the week too many handjobs in the last twenty-five years.
Yesterday was the day the Toronto Discordian Meetup group was officially closed by the ravenously money hungry pieces-of-shit more commonly known as Meetup.com. I was informed by JJ on Friday (oh blessed blessed Friday!) that Meetup is helpful to some, it brought two of his friends together after all . . . I’m willing to concede that it has its beneifits, I wouldn’t have met all of the fabulous Discordians I’ve met recently without it. Or, maybe I would have, I don’t know. What I do know is that the meagre options offered by Meetup do not justify the price they are asking to keep the sites up and running. It is almost the same as the cost of running your own site where you can do anything you want. ANYTHING!
Having said that, Apostasia Gloriana and I were attempting to get justifiedagentsofmummu.com off the ground at least in a basic form so Toronto Discordians could have somewhere to find out when the next meeting is, and somewhere to show off avatars . . . I know how people love their avatars.
At any rate, we were both successful and unsuccessful last night . . . successful in putting together a suitable looking site, but unsuccessful at actually linking it to the internet, which is, rather, the critical part. Being a borderline Luddite, I was of little help unfortunately . . . merely stroking at my whiskers and saying “hmmmm” now and then.
We’re like weeble-wobbles though, we weeble and we wobble but we won’t fall down . . . the site will be up soon, in some form or another . . . until then, Hail Eris!