August 2014 Archives

Rad note » The text in this entry originated in another entry. It was lifted and moved here because the subject drifted far enough to warrant its own, separate page.

At the end of this entry (that you are now reading) I have provided a link that will return you to the exact spot from where this entry originated. Here you go ...

» Maureen's Bad Trip & Willie's Sage Advice

[[ Maureen, Willie Nelson has some advice for you. You should hook up with him. He has invited you.

How cool would it be to say » "I got high right-proper with Willie Nelson on his tour bus as we drove thru ..."

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» This page is PART TWO, continued from » Part One. It was split into X-pages (who knows?) in order to adhere to principles of web site optimization. Here you go...

» Expressing Gratitude

Thanks, Lauren. Thanks for conducting that interview with Bethany. And also the one with Zervos (.. both at Milken). There are more. Many more. (You know.)

My ego is convinced that you are using my stuff with Heidi's victory lap. It's okay. Lots of people use my stuff. You're right .. she was right.

The #1 way in which I feel that my writing uses what I have learned about digital technology (especially as it pertains to programming languages) ..

.. is the concept of » abstraction .. which is a key method to control complexity. Abstraction in a non-computer science perspective also allows me to build bigger things and more complex things .. more intricately-patterned things .. that are not computer programs.

And all my individual entries are a form of abstraction .. because I can recall them with a single hyperlink .. as Tolstoy has learned.

And the way that you (and the guys) provide me with people who are qualified to make such statements .. helps me to build these ever more complex things that I am trying to build. The quotes from the people you interview lend a sturdiness to my arguments.

If I say something, people may say » "Who are you, dude?" But if I say something that Bill Gross or some other well-known industry professional has already said .. that gives weight to my argument.

I am just trying to leave my son's generation inherits an economy that isnt pre-primed to trick-fuck them at every turn. And I feel that you help with that. Which makes me sweet on you. (I can't help it.) Among other things, yes, certainly. Most certainly. But that is the main one.

And you are so good at it, too .. at what you do. Such a natural. (Don't get me started on natural. You know how I love things that grow organic.)

When I was small, my mother once said to me » "Honey, when people are nice to you, it makes me like them."

My goal here, perhaps, with what I do, is this » if they really do fuck things up .. like it APPEARS they are .. in the process of doing ..

.. then it is not going to be because somebody wasnt calling bullshit on their bullshit.

And when you build these new, mini (5 mins or less) efficient » PLATFORMS .. which each one of your videos represents ..

.. then others can come behind you .. and use for platform as a springboard to even further places. That's how it works.

» Parallel Wave-lenghts

Might be worth noting here, perhaps, because the timings seems so perfect .. is that my original flirt .. which you will find just down the page a wee bit ..

.. contains a link to the phrase » "be in trouble" No, don't go there now. I am not going to link to the page .. because I know you will go there. And that would make the 'experience' less organic.

But the link will take you to another page titled » Sex with Powerful Women (« see? I did not link to it, did I?) ..

But when you get there .. to the link that goes to the page on » Sex with Powerful Women (.. women who operated proficiency in a world normally dominated by males) ..

which is a piece on » the Engineer girl.

Uh, see if you do not recognize some interesting parallels .. not the least of which seems to be my notion of running parallel with. (Alongside.)

Cuz it kinda sets-the-tone for the entire article (demonstration). Tho yes, I admit that the sexual component is not far. (At least, not for me.)

» Dealing with the Panther

That last image of you that I grabbed. The one I am going to lead with .. that is a good shot of you. Almost too good. If such a thing were possible.

I can feel it bringing out the flirt in me. And the panther (see below) always follows the flirt »

» "Where you going, dawg? Maybe I should follow and see what you are up to. Chicks dig you."

Marvin Gaye sang a song that basically says » "How can it be wrong if you are really, truly, genuinely feeling it?"

And if another feels mutually the same and likewise ("exquisitely attuned" to each other)

[ Should I play it for you? ]

How can it be wrong .. if you are just letting genuine feelings express themselves? .. and see, perhaps, if perchance the two might resonate with each another.

But mentioning the Sex with Powerful women before delivering the flirt itself is preempting. Hemingway hates preempting. "Ornate scroll-work," he calls it.

So, the writer in me does not like that I am doing it, but I am going on intuition. And I can always lift and delete later.

Anyway, if she tells you to fuck off » "Dude, I'm just not feeling it." Then you go fuck off .. and find someone who appreciates your own particular mix of gifts and talents and jokes.

Jokes are very important with women. The dog taught me this. If you can make a girl laugh good and hard .. she is at your mercy. (And if you can ring her bell, too.)

But the Internet is not the easist tool to convey humor. As it is, for say, the comic on stage. Or where ever you happen to be standing, breathing, being. And bell-ringing looks very challenging from here.

Some people seem to feel that .. if THEY are feeling it .. then you MUST be feeling it. But I have found that .. if they are indeed feeling it (drumroll, plsl) » they will LET YOU KNOW.

[ In ways far beyond anything you could have ever imagined. Which usually begins with a glance. ]

Speaking of being a natural .. I don't know how Aaron does it. I could never do his job. I would be in trouble and get fired. Two weeks, max.

» Flirting in the Digital Age

Would you say that I am flirting right now? What would you call this?

I might have a blind spot in this area .. because it seems to come very naturally. (At times.)

And people sometimes think that I am flirting when I don't think I am. In middle school (grades 6-7-8) I was voted "Class Flirt".

Which surprised me. Very much. Really. But I won't get into that right now.

My point is that » people (sometimes) think I am flirting when I don't think I am. (I feel that » if I were flirting with them .. the girl would know it.)

And sometimes people have told me that a girl was flirting with me ( "Dude, that girl was *totally* flirting with you!" ) when I did not recognize it. (I just thought she was acting wierd, strange.)

» Flirting that Comes with Playful Sexual Energy

So maybe for me, flirting involves a sexual suggestion. Something that carries a sexual connotation. A playfully vague reference. That sounds resonable to me. Does that make sense?

Does that make me an anomaly?

Does that make me different from most people? (I am just being honest here .. thinking out loud.)

But if you really like someone .. say, for example » a member of the opposite sex.

And you appreciate them (.. for whatever reason) .. and you find yourself attracted to them ..

.. do not your sexual faculties become activated? Whether or not you even want them to (become activated).

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» Barbara Tuchman's world-famous » The Guns of August (1962) chronicles, as the subtitle says » The Outbreak of World War 1.

» The Sun Sets on the Old World

It was on this very day .. exactly 100 years ago when the "guns of August" first thundered.

Can you hear the echo of their thunder? of their century-old thunder?

Barbara Tuchman (1912-1989) was only two years old when the guns began to thunder in August of 1914.

I have a hard-back copy sitting here that a friend loaned me. The opening paragraph reads »

» So gorgeous was the spectacle on the May morning of 1910 when nine kings rode in the funeral of Edward VII of England that the crowd, waiting in hushed and black-clad awe, could not keep back gasps of admiration.

In scarlet and blue and green and purple, three by three the sovereigns rode through the palace gates, with plumed helmets, gold braid, crimson sashes, and jeweled orders flashing in the sun.

After them came five heirs apparent, forty more imperial or royal highnesses, seven queens--four dowager and three regnant--and a scattering of special ambassadors from uncrowned countries.

Together they represented seventy nations in the greatest assemblage of royalty and rank ever gathered together in one place and, of its kind, the last.

The muffled tongue of Big Ben tolled nine by the clock as the cortege left the palace, but on history's clock it was sunset, and the sun of the old world was setting in a dying blaze of splendor never to be seen again.

The book is 450 pages .. if you're interested in reading the rest of this Pulitzer Prize winner (1963).

On the subject of how Europe went to war in 1914, here is another good book

» The Sleepwalkers (2014), recommended by Krugman.

Barbara Tuchman » the Writer

As a writer, Barbara Tuchman is very much about » narrative drive ..

.. which does not strike me as too terribly difficult when you are talking about the first month of WW1.

But yes .. you definitely get that impression from reading her. Her propulsive sense of narrative drive that gives her writing its distinctive flavor.

Myself, I take many detours, as you know, and explore many narrow cobblestoned alleys .. at midnight on hot summer nights. So I can hear her scolding me.

[ Her most thought-provoking quote is » here. ]

In the future, tho, I should probably try an entry with that propulsive narrative drive. I know how to do that. But you need the right subject. You know .. history-shaping shit.

But I am not looking for her wide audience. Rather, I am like the Marines » looking for a few good men (or women) .. who can understand what I am saying. Who can hang. Who can resonate.

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