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Tuesday, September 16, 2014
The DEA's Cocaine Intelligence Unit
The Drug Enforcement Agency uses some strange patches in its divisions. The Cocaine Intelligence Unit's patch includes an image of the Grim Reaper, holding an hourglass into which cocaine is being poured. There's also a depiction of an old school, cartoon-style bomb underneath the Reaper.
The gratitude challenge, Day Three.
By Jack Brummet
Gratitude day three:
1). Bird a/k/a Charlie Parker;
2) Everyone who has ever picked up a pencil, pen, paintbrush, airbrush, palette knife, computer, sculptor's chisel, crayon, pastel, spray paint, scratch pen, lithograph crayon, charcoal, or silk screen to commit life or their imagination to paper, screen, canvas, wood, Masonite, clay, or stone;
3) You, friends, associates, co-workers, neighbors, and friends of friends.
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Monday, September 15, 2014
gratitude challenge, day two
By Jack Brummet
There is a "thing" going around social media circles, where you list three things you are grateful for for a week.
The gratitude challenge was assigned me by Pegeen White. I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to do it, give it a shot in the comments here, or on Facebook. today I am grateful for:
There is a "thing" going around social media circles, where you list three things you are grateful for for a week.
The gratitude challenge was assigned me by Pegeen White. I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to do it, give it a shot in the comments here, or on Facebook. today I am grateful for:
- My mom, Guy, Loa, Cathy and Jeremy; my surviving Jones and Brummet cousins, James, Jimmy, Kevin, Leslie, Laurie, David, and Susannah.
- The Currans, too numerous to enumerate (around 130 people or so). My entire Brummet/Jones side includes just the twelve people named above (plus my nuclear family, listed yesterday).
- Puget Sound, an every day presence in our lives in North Beach, with the crisp salt breezes, foghorns, sea lions barking, Olympic Mountains, boats, and heartbreakingly beautiful sunsets.
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Sunday, September 14, 2014
62 Lego pieces and somewhere between 143,000 and 17,500,000 ants for each person living on earth
By Jack Brummet, Cooties Ed.
I just saw on Mashable that there are 62 Lego pieces for every person on this sweet green sphere.
This made me wonder. Not from Mashable: There are 10,000,000,000,000,000 ants alive at any time, or, roughly 143,000 per person. Insects.com and answer.com say there are at least 1.5 million ants per person, according to various scientists. Info.com says the number is one million. Chacha.com says (with no supporting facts) that "For every 700 million ants that come into this world, there are only 40 human beings," or, 700,000,000 / 40 = 17,500,000 a/k/a seven teen million, five hundred thousand.
Whether it's 143,000 or 17,500,000, that's a buttload of cooties.
I just saw on Mashable that there are 62 Lego pieces for every person on this sweet green sphere.
This made me wonder. Not from Mashable: There are 10,000,000,000,000,000 ants alive at any time, or, roughly 143,000 per person. Insects.com and answer.com say there are at least 1.5 million ants per person, according to various scientists. Info.com says the number is one million. Chacha.com says (with no supporting facts) that "For every 700 million ants that come into this world, there are only 40 human beings," or, 700,000,000 / 40 = 17,500,000 a/k/a seven teen million, five hundred thousand.
Whether it's 143,000 or 17,500,000, that's a buttload of cooties.
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Saturday, September 13, 2014
The gratitude challenge, Day One
By Jack Brummet
There is a thing going around social media circles, where you list three things you are grateful for for a week.
The Gratitude challenge was assigned me by Pegeen White. I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to do it, give it a shot.
Day One is easy:
1) Keelin:
2) The Brummet-Curran Youth:
3) Music:
There is a thing going around social media circles, where you list three things you are grateful for for a week.
The Gratitude challenge was assigned me by Pegeen White. I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to do it, give it a shot.
Day One is easy:
1) Keelin:
2) The Brummet-Curran Youth:
3) Music:
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Sara Palin slurs out a speech to the Western Conservative Summit
By Jack Brummet
I don't know how widely this has been passed around, but this speech is pretty stunning. It almost seems like she's riding a poly-drug cocktail, maybe a couple of Xanax, a few martinis, and God knows what else. Early on, she makes a joke about "inhaling" in Colorado. And it just came out yesterday that she and some family members were at and involved in a drunken brawl in Wasilla, where Todd got a broken nose and some other family members engaged in fisticuffs.
Sarah Palin appears starting at 3:40. . .
I don't know how widely this has been passed around, but this speech is pretty stunning. It almost seems like she's riding a poly-drug cocktail, maybe a couple of Xanax, a few martinis, and God knows what else. Early on, she makes a joke about "inhaling" in Colorado. And it just came out yesterday that she and some family members were at and involved in a drunken brawl in Wasilla, where Todd got a broken nose and some other family members engaged in fisticuffs.
Sarah Palin appears starting at 3:40. . .
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Friday, September 12, 2014
Pablo Picasso poses as Popeye The Sailor Man
This photo of Pabs Picasso posing as Popeye, was shot by André Villers, who followed him for years, documenting his life. The context is unknown, but the shot is from 1957.
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Thursday, September 11, 2014
Three Poems: The Quest - Surviving - Limits
By Jack Brummet
Salvation lies
In remaining unblinded
The enemy without,
We like to believe
We could endure anything for five minutes
But that theory, cooked up
In your hermetic study or bedroom,
Comes apart at the seams
When you imagine being on fire
Or having crows feast
Upon your eyes.
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The Quest
It’s all one story—
A ragged shape-shifting tale
Of incredible coherence and constance,
Encompassing all you know,
All you don’t know you know,
And all you one day will know.
There is more
To be seen, tasted, heard, and felt
Than can ever be known or told.
Our myths flourish and spread,
Person to person,
And the mysteries of the seas and skies and stars
Fill our collective conscience
With mystical scenes,
Quests, and tales of greatness.
These myths, tales, and fables
Cannot be invented, ordered, or denied.
When you strip away the stage flats, makeup, and costumes,
It’s all one story
Starring our private heroes and dreams.
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It’s all one story—
A ragged shape-shifting tale
Of incredible coherence and constance,
Encompassing all you know,
All you don’t know you know,
And all you one day will know.
There is more
To be seen, tasted, heard, and felt
Than can ever be known or told.
Our myths flourish and spread,
Person to person,
And the mysteries of the seas and skies and stars
Fill our collective conscience
With mystical scenes,
Quests, and tales of greatness.
These myths, tales, and fables
Cannot be invented, ordered, or denied.
When you strip away the stage flats, makeup, and costumes,
It’s all one story
Starring our private heroes and dreams.
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Surviving
Salvation lies
In remaining unblinded
To
the treachery
Massing
around you:
The enemy without,
Calculating
your fall
And
the traitor within,
Beating in your chest.
Beating in your chest.
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Limits
We like to believe
We could endure anything for five minutes
But that theory, cooked up
In your hermetic study or bedroom,
Comes apart at the seams
When you imagine being on fire
Or having crows feast
Upon your eyes.
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Tuesday, September 09, 2014
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