This is a good blog. This is the best blog. It is about god and the universe and those horrible screaming monkeys and the time I made a pizza out of an old tire and a can of whip cream. This is the Fafblog.
So that's what Fafnir looks like! I'd always imagined something less ... skeletal, somehow.
Wait, don't go! Shane! Shane!!! Sha-a-a-a-a-a-a-ne!!!!
I was hoping for Next Wednesday, but September'll do.
Fair enough - - but wipe that grin off your face!
Good-night, sweet prince;And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
This post reminds me of something I wrote myself.Uncle Sam as Zombie - a metaphor for the Republic's state of healthDead? Catatonic? Just resting? Pining for the fjords, like the parrot in the Monty Python sketch?I suggest the American Republic is zombified, in a metaphorical sense of the literal truth of the horror movie cliche. The superstition about zombies is that they are dead, and returned to a kind of life in death by magic. The truth (and I am relying on the accounts of Canadian ethnobotanist Wade Davis for this) is that they have been intentionally poisoned in such a way that they appear dead, and after the "corpse" is buried the folk psychopharmacologist (a.k.a. "witch doctor") revives and enslaves them. Their state of mind after zombification no doubt depends not only on the drug regimen they have received, but their pre-existing beliefs about what has happened to them."The Republic", of course, is not a biopsychosocial system that can literally be given mind-altering drugs. It is a kind of abstraction for collective social behavior, and the art, science, and business of the manipulation of collective beliefs has many ardent practitioners these days (even, in a sense, those of us who blog).I ask you to join me in a thought experiment. Let's imagine that there might be some way for Uncle Sam, now lying in his grave, to return to life - not just a half-life of working for his (and our) oppressors, the military-industrial-congressional-financial-corporate media complex.How could that be done? What would it take for the Republic to become unzombified? What are the "antidotes" for the "brain poison"? If "ideas" and "feelings" are what have poisoned us, are there other "ideas" and "feelings" that can restore us to health? Some say there is hope - structures of oppression built by people can be dismantled by other people. Or maybe Kurt Vonnegut was right in the pessimism he expressed in his last years - there is no way in hell that the U.S. will EVER become a humane and reasonable nation.May the Creative Forces of the Universe have mercy on our souls, if any.[first published October 22, 2007 at Salon.com]
A dinosaur relic? Hmm, I'm unsure what it exactly is by the looks of it. Truly fascinating how it could be possible for such species to have existed some million years ago or so. I myself haven't seen anything like this relic literally. I just wonder how it would be like if they're still existing!
By right-clicking on the image, I was able to find out what the animal is. It's not a dinosaur.
Or lose you to a summer love...BTW, that thing has quite the overbite. Doesn't look so herbivore-y to me.PaminBB
While we wait, we can enjoy some pie blogging
or will I looooose youto a summer love
Mistah Charlie - Dick Cheney has no pulse.Just sayin'.
hope to see you all back in september, with new backpacks and school supplies. i miss fafblog when it goes away.also, that skeleton kind of scares me.
It's okay, kittens, he's vegetarian.
I was about to wake you up to tell you that Obama sounded like he was prepared to stand up for something, but it turns out that he was afraid of sounding intolerant to bigots so he made a clarifying statement shortly afterward. Kinda like that one time when he gave that other rousing speech about how much he loved Rev. Wright, then fled his church shortly afterward.False alarm, go back to sleep and enjoy the Mandarin spam.
You're missed. Blogging is rough, but please come back (for real).
With regard to "See you in September" - it won't be long now (as the dog doc said to the boxer pup, prior to docking his tail)
Guess what tomorrow is!?!
I have detected that at least 2 comments have gone missing from this thread. They dealt with fabuousness, bodies piling up and the Hampton's. What's one to make of this phenomenon?
Already we've had to endure 98 continuous minutes of September without Fafnirian enlightenment. Good lord, can't you see we're being Boehner-ed to death?
tick tick tick tick tick tickBrrrrinnnnggg! Ring! Bing![ it's September out ]
My calendar died. What year is it?
It's September! Let's go!
Wow! that's so nice. A huge skull from a dinosaur I think.
Oh no, has a Summer Love intervened?
Tomorrow is now a couple of days ago.
It's September! Wake up!
It may be September but it's also 2 in the morning so as far as I'm concerned he can stay asleep.My thingification word is conspr and don't think I don't know what that means.
The picture is of a skull that once belonged to a Paraceratherium bugtiense (the largest land mammal ever found in the dirt). This skull now belongs to (I think) the New Jersey State Museum. Paraceratherium bugtiense was an herbivore that probably ate trees, shrubs, and tasted like rhinoceros.
Beware, O Fafnir. Tomorrow are the Ides of September. There is no safety in mere absence.
I just wish somebody would tell me what "dooby dooby doo-wah" really means.
It means pretty much the same as "diddy wah diddy wah diddy doo". Only with more bees.
Whatever that skull belonged to, I want it as a pet :D
Certainly looks like a dinosaur relic, that should be put in a museum and be considered as a important history artifact.:)