Wednesday, July 04, 2018

promoting the obvious, sentry duty of the futile

With mixed contortionistic inner turmoil did the number come crashing down. Wait, waited, paused, then used. Is this the end of meekness as a nomenclature?

Time will tell, as it always does.

Tuesday, July 03, 2018

when reciprocity is unequal

Without knowing what you'd think about a post like this one, all of the left brain attributes deteriorate only slightly. The right brain attributes vary little, at least noticeably, rendering the balance teetering only to the slightest based on their original alignment.

Not all of the sports played at the millipede gathering were playable by the outcast centipedes who crashed the event. Of course, us bipeds didn't stand a chance, well, not until we accidentally wiped out the gathering with an inadvertent step.

That the outdoor temperature here today is presently 31C has little or no influence on the number of times I will have ended up tying my shoes by the end of the day. I should know.

Friday, June 29, 2018

calamity like a sea sausage

Hot weather coming, be prepared!

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

a mish mash of mush

All of the cerebralists will get together pensively to share their thoughts. That's pretty much all they can do.

A microcosm of a tropospheric ambivalence was launched from the downgraded satellite with the intention of creating the slightest spark in the night sky above the Pacific ocean where only sea-crossing cargo ship crew would witness it. Even then, most of the crew were drunk and so they mistook the spark for a glitch in their eye.

A calisthenics teacher decided not to throw the porcupine at the horse.

Reluctance as a way to spend time on the weekend is significantly less desirable as compared to eating your third most favourite flavour of ice cream.

Reluctance as a way to spend time on the weekend is a whole lot more pleasant than being gastroenterologically impacted.

It isn't often that I get to use 21-letter words in a post.

I had trouble finding the correct word to come after the 21-letter word, and to this moment, I am not certain I chose the best one.

A rendering of a limping rainbow trout was the least promoted art piece that the promoter Doug had in his repertoire. That it fetched from an anonymous purchaser an abberantly generous price came as a surprise to Doug, but not to the artist. For the artist lived in the 'Now' while the promoter Doug spent little time in the 'Now', but rather, wallowed in the he that was, and wistfully hoped for the he that would be. Of course, neither of them gave much thought about the poor rainbow trout.

Today I turned 16,444 days old. This comes as no surprise as yesterday I turned 16,443 days old. I do not feel a day older though I do know a day has passed. It seems to me that with each day that passes, new days appear. From where they come, I haven't the faintest idea. Where do the days go once they are gone; that too bewilders me.

I counted zero virgin pie plates on my way to work this morning, though I searched high and low, left and right, even every other second. It is possible they knew I was coming and they hid. Those pie plates can be devious.

An oxymoron and a regular moron went dancing at the local club. Less imaginative punctuation marks took note of them and said little to each other. Punctuation marks do not tend to speak. Once they had danced enough, the pair got themselves a drink that they shared; mostly because as morons and oxymorons they aren't that good at deciding on things by themselves.

This brings me to the penultimate point of this post, which I will have to hold off on sharing until the next one.

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

when the left side of the brain plays golf

I seem to be mostly set for a camping trip this coming weekend.

I've made a list, checked it a great many times, and have already started moving stuff into the van in preparation for departure Saturday morning.

In the past there was very little I needed to bring as my buddy had his camper and all of the paraphernalia therein and we simply made use of it. This year he will only arrive, if at all, on Sunday afternoon whereas I and another family will be arriving Saturday morning.

The weather is expected to be quite hot, which I am okay with. For the girls, they can jump in the lake if at any time they are feeling too hot. For that matter, I can jump in the lake too.



Thursday, June 21, 2018

the deranged off the range

Blop the querlinted fleepor snapinted exloxiously, much like a thrinjjed fleakquad dejified the sliffly blodged klinf.

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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

another run through

denied meekness an opportunity to show in a high speed chase that left the windward wayward. This on the anniversary of revolutions around the sun. Who knew? Bravest would require the left driven to seek palindromic named connectivity. And then pounce from the meek perspective.

Friday, June 15, 2018

Indy here I come

There were exactly zero baskets of ketchup stains in the left armpit of the pet iguana I do not have.

In other news, FIFA and the World Cup have come to Earth to stick around for a few weeks. Various teams are involved.

In still other news, I am flying to Indianapolis on August 4th and then taking a bus to Bloomington IN for that weekend. This ought to be fun.

In yet more news, I have ordered some wood patterned foam mats as a base to my tent; I've ordered 18 square feet without first having calculated how much I need; it turns out I need 63 square feet total, so I have five more packs of nine square feet to buy. I may seek out some financial assistance for the remaining bundles.

I just received 'The Power of Now' by Eckhart Tolle; I am looking forward to reading it.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

sentry like a door knob broken twice

There is little to be said about historical events that have a significance ratio of zero.

Donald Trump and Kim Jong Un met in Singapore today and it seems the President has paid more respect to this brutal dictator than he has our Canadian Prime Minister and other European leaders in recent weeks. With a trade war looming it is difficult to see what good can come of this presidency.

Some will argue that this meeting of world leaders is a moment in history that ought not to be forgotten. I think that the looming trade war caused by Trump is also something to be remembered.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Sending thoughts in the direction of Quasimodo's pet pencil

The choreography of a pentagon that went to the dentist to have her toenails removed reminded very few people about the shopping list they would have taken with them to the dung repair person's shop.

The elaborateness of the simplified circle was bent out of shape; there was too much stress caused by the raising and lowering of the upper limit of the troposphere.

The dichotomy of the ambiguous duplicity doubled up the halves and halved the have nots.

Dichotomy (noun, plural di·chot·o·mies)

1. division into two parts, kinds, etc.; subdivision into halves or pairs.
2. division into two mutually exclusive, opposed, or contradictory groups: a dichotomy between thought and action.
3. Botany. a mode of branching by constant forking, as in some stems, in veins of leaves, etc.

Ambiguous (adjective)

1. open to or having several possible meanings or interpretations; equivocal: an ambiguous answer.
2. Linguistics. (of an expression) exhibiting constructional homonymity; having two or more structural descriptions, as the sequence Flying planes can be dangerous.
3. of doubtful or uncertain nature; difficult to comprehend, distinguish, or classify: a rock of ambiguous character.

Duplicity (noun, plural du·plic·i·ties for 2, 3)

1. deceitfulness in speech or conduct, as by speaking or acting in two different ways to different people concerning the same matter; double-dealing.
2. an act or instance of such deceitfulness.
3. Law. the act or fact of including two or more offenses in one count, or charge, as part of an indictment, thus violating the requirement that each count contain only a single offense.

Friday, June 08, 2018

when Venezuela makes lindt chocolate smell like rabbit fur

Feeling delirious a lot of the time serves no particularly useful purpose. I should know.

Directing a train engine to turn a hard left onto the contraband of an island made of seven year old tooth paste is not the least imaginative item that a colossal dichotomy would present to an armpit salesman who traveled only an odd number of steps per day. That the quotient would rise, much as does the sea-level, would remind few that eating less meat would be the best choice that a chooser could make. That crying as a method to deduct liquid from the eye ducts is a dilutionary job whose time has come on Tuesday mornings.

I did not know that 'dilutionary' is not a word. It turns out it is a word that is acceptable as applied to the dilution of stocks; ie, a financial term. I feel that it should be applicable towards anything that can be diluted.

What a Quagmire the Ford ran into when he was elected into Ontario. Villified by the left and even disliked by the center; what tune will this ring once the cards fall down to dominoes? Time will tell, as it always wont to do.