From: Special K
Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2010 04:20:07 +0000
You'll love this, if you haven't already seen it.
For DecorMyEyes, Bad Publicity Is a Good Thing - NYTimes.com
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27.11.10
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-----Original Message-----
From: Special K
Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2010 04:20:07 +0000
From: Special K
Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2010 04:20:07 +0000
how about if the answer is "rim?"
t-shirt in monterey: "rum is the answer ... what was the question?"
25.11.10
if only moods were orphans
K: My moods are cyclic. I can't help them.
b1: you talk about your "moods" as if they were afghani orphans.
K: Orphans I can help.
b1: you talk about your "moods" as if they were afghani orphans.
K: Orphans I can help.
T-day with the cereal boxes
K: I'm with 43 members of momma K's family for thanksgiving.
b1: wake up! wake up!
K: It's very cold and windy here (Simi Valley).
b1: hell is like that.
K: Aunt Eva has had too much wine.
Cousin Eli has taken control of Cousin Rocky's camera.
Cousin Zach is demonstrating the weird contortions he can perform.
Uncle Sonny's hearing is not good.
b1: sounds like a great T-day.
K: I'm not right, you know.
b1: some things go without saying ... or should ... are you drunk?
K: You're my pal so I'm burdening you and entertaining you with this.
b1: wake up! wake up!
K: It's very cold and windy here (Simi Valley).
b1: hell is like that.
K: Aunt Eva has had too much wine.
Cousin Eli has taken control of Cousin Rocky's camera.
Cousin Zach is demonstrating the weird contortions he can perform.
Uncle Sonny's hearing is not good.
b1: sounds like a great T-day.
K: I'm not right, you know.
b1: some things go without saying ... or should ... are you drunk?
K: You're my pal so I'm burdening you and entertaining you with this.
21.11.10
i predict fun
b1: i'm seeing the amazing kreskin tuesday night.
***
K: I loved him as a kid.
***
b1: i had the amazing kreskin activity kit. ESP cards. pendulum. the
works.
3.11.10
(and they're not actually black)
trivia of the moment: *every* black box has survived crash. only 1 is unclaimed (too deep in an ocean trench).
wheels up!
all in a name
b1: 2 people sitting behind me on my flight have been assigned the same
seat ... why? ... THEY'RE *BOTH* NAMED DAVID A PALMER!
seat ... why? ... THEY'RE *BOTH* NAMED DAVID A PALMER!
2.11.10
why 13 isn't the luckiest of numbers
K: Projections are wrong sometimes.
***
b1: really? did you learn that when you got your math degree?
{*my* degree is in math, K doesn't have 1.}
***
K: No. I learned it from 14 prostitutes.
poetically acknowledged staircases
special K: Lotta pride.
***
b1: whatta great article.
***
K: : Yes!
I love urban archaeology. Especially baseball.
where's boo boo?
K: The man who had the Series-winning hit also did so in 1997. The only other players who ever had 2 World Series-winning hits are Gehrig, DiMaggio, and Berra.
the tin age IS coming, mark my words
K: Anything saying Giants is worth gold right now. Lines at Giants stores are unbelievable.
and maybe delivered by dinosaurs?
b1: i just had a thought ... when pepsi released their real sugar "throwback" drinks, they should have used steel cans.
any colour you want
b1: i'm going to sonic for my post-voting slush. thank god there are no
blue laws prohibiting it.
blue laws prohibiting it.
K: You should celebrate with a blue slush.
the power of gurgle
K: {...} NY the best baseball writers by far. Check out
http://goo.gl/gkylg
http://goo.gl/gkylg
***
b1: i've never seen that goo.gl shortener before.
***
K: It's good. Go to goo.gl.
1.11.10
those tiny spaniards
{the following is in reference to a trip i'm taking to spain tomorrow.}
K: Bet you $3 you see A Giants shirt or cap in España.
***
b1: not even. you give me odds.
***
K: Even. It's fucking Spain.
***
b1: it's full of americans.
***
K: But I like even odds.
***
b1: i'll bet you even i don't see 3.
***
K: Ok. Done
{note: betting between myself and the K is *highly* unusual. he'll
often start some crazy sentence with "i betcha that blah, blah, blah,"
which he sometimes follows up on. i have no idea what my record is
relative to the K. you're either witnessing raw testosterone; or
possibly a combination of giants win crossed with crazed thoughts of his
pole dancing personal trainer and knowledge that i'd likely carry his
bravado up on this 'blog. in any event, you better believe that if i
see *2* giants caps i'm going to walk through the rest of spain
blindfolded. if there's a lot of people over there like mr. crypto, i'm
doomed.}
the things that happen when all saints' day ends
K: We're going to SFO to meet the giants' plane.
***
b1: when does it get in?
***
K: Trying to find out. Probably 2 - 3 AM.
***
b1: it'll be crazy out there.
***
K: It's already a madhouse at the ballpark. Watching on TV.
***
b1: will they go *to* the ballpark?
***
K: Unknown.
it's a good thing they didn't lose
it took 14 minutes for special K to send this to me:
Jesus. My team won. Holy shit.
{apparently winning breeds vulgarity AND blasphemy}
that's gonna be quite a shrine
special K (immediately after the SF giants hit a home run to lead a series winning game 3-0):
Oh my fuck.
almost rhymes with "hateful"
b1: this will be the first time any of your teams ever won a "world"
championship while you were alive, right?
championship while you were alive, right?
***
K: It would indeed be. Nuggets, Giants, Sharks.
***
b1: that's either the trail of tears ...
... or the path of a fool.
***
K: No team in any of 4 major US team sports has been in its city longer
without a championship than the Giants.
***
b1: and that makes you ... what?
***
K: Faithful.
***
b1: i knew it would start with the letter "f."
birds of a feather
b1: my dead roommate used to watch andy griffith and listen to devo.
***
K: That's just weird. I like it.
just HOW wrong is it?
b1: i'm in a video poker bar that's got 4 TVs on. only 1 has the world
series. tell me how wrong THAT is.
series. tell me how wrong THAT is.
***
special K: Super wrong.
Study: Corn Syrup Actually Isn't the Same as Table Sugar - Marion Nestle - Food - The Atlantic
not a TXT message, but special K and i are deeply concerned about items
such as this high-priority alert he's just forwarded to me:
such as this high-priority alert he's just forwarded to me:
the nature of gas bags
special K: I literally laughed out loud at "what this is about".
***
b1: what made you LOL?
***
K: "...procrastinate from doing his day job. "
***
b1: oh what ... as if that's some kind of lie? like, "oh, when he's not
breeding more unicorns and fairies"?
you talk to me so fricken much more during work. at night you've got
important things like baseball games and re-learning algebra.
you're gonna get all theatrical now you know the microscope is on you.
i can feel it.
***
K: I laughed at the insightful truth.
***
b1: spooky.
i like that it implies that you try to procrastinate ... BUT MIGHT NOT
EVEN BE ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH THAT.
***
K: I might get Heidenberged now, but I hope not.
***
b1: by, what, the static tower that is your boss?
and what the hell's heidenberg anyway? some snooty (yet remarkably bad)
beer?
***
K: I meant Heisenberged. The observation changes the event.
***
b1: oh. that's different than being a gas bag that suddenly goes up
because americans refuse to sell you he.
***
K: Yes it is.
***
b1: what made you LOL?
***
K: "...procrastinate from doing his day job. "
***
b1: oh what ... as if that's some kind of lie? like, "oh, when he's not
breeding more unicorns and fairies"?
you talk to me so fricken much more during work. at night you've got
important things like baseball games and re-learning algebra.
you're gonna get all theatrical now you know the microscope is on you.
i can feel it.
***
K: I laughed at the insightful truth.
***
b1: spooky.
i like that it implies that you try to procrastinate ... BUT MIGHT NOT
EVEN BE ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH THAT.
***
K: I might get Heidenberged now, but I hope not.
***
b1: by, what, the static tower that is your boss?
and what the hell's heidenberg anyway? some snooty (yet remarkably bad)
beer?
***
K: I meant Heisenberged. The observation changes the event.
***
b1: oh. that's different than being a gas bag that suddenly goes up
because americans refuse to sell you he.
***
K: Yes it is.
but i haven't even hit your head on the desk yet
b1: i'm starting "wisdom and the cereal guy" ... EVERYTHING you say in TXT *could* appear on there FROM NOW ON.
special K: Bully.
special K: Bully.
what this is about
i've known special K for years ... we're close enough that i sometimes spend countless hours in his house (or on public transport) doing mindless things.
special K and i will occasionally have sudden flurries of TXT messages ... typically the underlying context is i'm either trying to figure something out (or drive home a point) while he's trying to procrastinate from doing his day job.
because special K and i are close*, and because i've had a warped upbringing where i only save the highest forms of abuse for those that are closest to me, the conversations can quickly fly out of control.
i think the results are often funny and wanted to capture the prime pieces here (special K, "you have to be selective." me, "you're telling ME that?"). i'll try my best to always give conversations context (i'm a big hater of in-jokes ... oh yeah, and i promise i won't yell "freebird!" during the quiet parts).
there'll be a small, but repeating, cast of characters.
b1-66er (b1): me
special K (K): him
b1-67er: my brother
momma K (momma): wife of special K, would be a saint if she weren't jewish
bigg knasty (biggy): muppet offspring of K and the momma
solid goldstein (solid G): cousin of special K
king feddy: former work colleague of myself and the K
i can post here in several ways: TXT, email and blogger. when i post by TXT, there'll be no title and the formatting of hard returns gets stripped ... to combat this, i use a dialog separator of "***". so a conversation that looks like this:
and i'm quick to admit that occasionally i'll TXT special K for no other reason than to be sure my "genius" shows up on here. read at your own risk, or ignore. i guarantee it'll be better than my KKK 'blog.
*i've told him that i love him more times than any other man in history. he's told me that he likes me exactly once.
special K and i will occasionally have sudden flurries of TXT messages ... typically the underlying context is i'm either trying to figure something out (or drive home a point) while he's trying to procrastinate from doing his day job.
because special K and i are close*, and because i've had a warped upbringing where i only save the highest forms of abuse for those that are closest to me, the conversations can quickly fly out of control.
i think the results are often funny and wanted to capture the prime pieces here (special K, "you have to be selective." me, "you're telling ME that?"). i'll try my best to always give conversations context (i'm a big hater of in-jokes ... oh yeah, and i promise i won't yell "freebird!" during the quiet parts).
there'll be a small, but repeating, cast of characters.
b1-66er (b1): me
special K (K): him
b1-67er: my brother
momma K (momma): wife of special K, would be a saint if she weren't jewish
bigg knasty (biggy): muppet offspring of K and the momma
solid goldstein (solid G): cousin of special K
king feddy: former work colleague of myself and the K
i can post here in several ways: TXT, email and blogger. when i post by TXT, there'll be no title and the formatting of hard returns gets stripped ... to combat this, i use a dialog separator of "***". so a conversation that looks like this:
b1: you're an idiot.
***
K: I know.on my hiptop screen, will look like this:
b1: you're an idiot. *** K: I know.on this 'blog.
and i'm quick to admit that occasionally i'll TXT special K for no other reason than to be sure my "genius" shows up on here. read at your own risk, or ignore. i guarantee it'll be better than my KKK 'blog.
*i've told him that i love him more times than any other man in history. he's told me that he likes me exactly once.
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