Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Once again

Done working on the Viola thingy.
Ate two sandwiches for lunch.
Salame and cheese.
Peanut butter and jam.

Forgot to drink anything.

Better get to that soon.

Day after tomorrow is the big recording session.
I'll have to be out of bed by seven thirty.
What kind of musicians am I dealing with here, anyway?

Ones who have serious work later in the day, I suppose.

Did'ja hear? A Finn won a Nobel Prize for trying to get the American juggernaut to behave itself just a little.

Martti Ahtisaari has been "standing in front of the tank" more than twenty years.

It's nice to see this kind of courage rewarded with something other than being thrown out onto the street.

Not that anything I ever did would fall under the definition of courageous

But I did get thrown off the sidewalk and into the street.

Must be worth somthin'


Seems like we did something interesting last night....

Meredith came home early last night from her job cataloging books for the school library, cause they told her there was no more money available.
Not that money had anything to do with it.
But, in celebration of the lost "job" we popped out to Southcenter to buty some stainless steel pins for one of her C-mass projects.
After which we retired to The Whistlestop for dinner and a brew.
They were out of Guinness!

What the heck, the baked salmon was good.
The chicken marsala was good.

Lot'sa stuff is good.

'cording to Charley Brown, grief is good.

Randomly selected pic' from the Oregon trip


Blogger butch said...

Yeah, well my mother always liked you best, and your mother always had the hots for me, so where the hell does that leave us in the great scheme of things?

PB&J is still a staple around our digs. Friday is the BIG day for Lane Savant, a recording, a recording! You must be all a tingle for the event, and be sporting wood for you have always had a secret jones for your own self ingrandizement, enit?

I would like to win the Pulitzer prize some day from my poetry, my line of BS, and/or my movie reviews, and because Roger Ebert won one for his. Nobels are a bit too snooty for me.

Christ on a crutch, sir, the kind of courage you have is just getting your ass out of bed each day at 8,9,or 10, when my day is already half over, and facing the consequences of your consciousness in the Now; which is all there is. If we were in combat, I would fight alongside you any day. Once your dander is up the Commies and Ragheads have to hide.

Do you think that Raquel Welch had the bests Jugsornot?

Name me just one other human being that has been bullied, degraded, sold out, scorned, and humiliated by the SSO on a public street beside you. You looked them right in the eye, I'm sure, those gestapo goon bastards.

Many of my retired compeers are worried as hell since their income is based on their investments and the damned stock market has not hit bottom yet. One professor had to go back to work. Maybe I just will not retire. I will work on and on and on until finally one fine day I will fall in the line of duty, and courageous work slave to the end, the very end, the bitter end; die at my desk, or on the staff crapper.

Out of Guiness? Don't those ingrates know who you are? You need to expand your restuarant choices. There is a good Denny's up the street there in Renton, enit?

33 comments on your last posting, not counting this one, this posting or this comment. Are you going for a blogging record? I think your most responded to post garnered like 55 responses. Of course, the majority of your respondants are dead or illusionary, but what the hell, a response, a comment is valid as soon as it is posted.

That was a very sweet thing your reported about how Alex feels regarding my poeticising her blog. Sometimes I feared she found it too tedious and precious. If I had any sway or infleunce in her decision to do more singing, then I guess I am a 250 lb. Muse by God.


WV is "woarch"

5:59 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Congrats, Dude, on having some of your compositions recorded. Somehow once your music is recorded, you have a bit of immortality. Kind of makes you hot shit.

...........Eddy Emerald

6:03 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Numbnuts: Rememberr dat if youse put out a holiday CD of your muzik, I gets my cut! I take 20% right off the top, as well you know. Guido will be watchin da Starbucks to see if youse try and slip one out wid the java and cookies.


6:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have been fantasizing lately that you would get around to composing some music with one of my poems as inspiration. Perhaps it could even be performed with you reading my poem as narrative. What do you think, sweetkins ?


6:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Most of the cognizant public would rather have their genitals boiled in hot oil than to be subjected to your treacle alongside his sterling tunes! I know it's hard for you, being deceased and all, but wake up and realize that your kind of poetry is past, fine', kaput, ain'tworthadamn.

............Edgar Poo

6:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Shut your diseased pie hole, you lawn elf, you bearded troll. I would like, just once, to communicate with my lover boy, Doug, without you tossing in your vitreolic sputtom.


6:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Never happen, toots, bite me!

...............Poo Esq.

6:11 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love to. I always had a thing for sad little men who love to take drugs and write wretched poetry.

............Tiny Tim

6:12 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You jump his shit, Tiny. No one really appreciates a good dose of S&M these days. Have you ever seen Palmer in a dress? I have several he could borrow. If he became a bit more outrageous, more flamouyant, perhaps he could capture more public adoration, rather than be escorted off SSO egress.

..........J. Edgar Hoooverr

6:15 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Personally, I never had anything against Palmer, even though he has had several nasty things to say about me on this very blog site. I hope he sends the SSO money for 2009, and stays the hell off the property.

............Gerald S.

6:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have been listening to your mp3
s, Savant, and I hear an echo of my work in your music. You need to create your own voice and not use mine.

.........Wolfgang A. M.

6:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would fight alongside you in combat too, Palmer. For one thing you are taller than me, and I could duck behind you. For another thing once one gets past your considerable charm and smashing good looks, you can be a real cold blooded bastard. At least that's what Meegan report on her site.

.............General George Pattonn

6:20 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go polish your pistols, Patton. Palmer would piss his pants in combat. You would be much better off taking his wife, Miss M, or Glenn's wife, the other Miss M. Either of those ladies could kick the ass off their men. Everyone knows that.

.............5 Star Ike

6:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Who killed JFK? Who killed RFK? You see there are several things out there you can't blame me for.

............George W. Junior

6:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes, Doug, this is a scary season. Sometimes listening to your wonderful rants, and picking your brain pan, I think you might have some Yiddish blood somewhere in the woodpile of your genetics.

..........Woody A.

6:25 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We shall return and begin pounding on your door soon, sir. You were so lovely to us last year, bringing us in and giving each of us a lump of coal and a sugar cookie, and offering us a beer was cool too.

...........Your Door Pounders
Ps: May God Bless All in your Home.

6:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually there are hundred of thousands of blog sites out here in Cyberland, so what makes you think that you could create a gaggle of interested respondants with the dribble and bathos that you post? Perhaps Butch is right, and you need to serialize some of your plays, or finish writing your mystery with the SSO as villians; one page a day would string along and cajole the public. Try it.

............Truman C.

6:31 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

No one understands courage better than you, Palmer. It takes great courage to put your name on your music, enit?

..........Lester FallsApart

6:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

All these comments are fine, but until Jannie checks in, things don't really start popping. She is one zany Canadian Texan, ain't she?
Sometimes, though, I have no damned idea what's she is talking about.

..........Beatrix P.

6:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would agree, Bea. Jannie just classes up things. Maybe it's that big blue eye, maybe it's her bra flinging, or her poetry, or her propensity to indulge her sweet tooth, or her singing voice, or her guitar picking, or the fact that she uses the name of her former band as her own moniker. Whatever it is, it is a fact that Jannie Funster rocks!

.......Bob Dylan

6:38 AM  
Blogger butch said...

I haven't been over to Jannie's site yet this morning, but your folks have got me all worked up, and I will pop over there on the run. Her comments ALL get 50 respondants. Never seen such loyal bloggers anywhere. It is exciting, yet intimidating. TA TA.


6:41 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Lane & Other Readers of this Great Blogsite!!
Next time you want a great sandwich and are biking into town along Lake Washington, stop at "Pert's Deli" in Letschi, across from starbucks(also better coffee than starbucks and the best sandwiches in Seattle!!!)!!!

6:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Glenn!
MANY thanks for your note to me in the "Comment" section of Doug's 2 December blögsite, clearing up the "Deborah"-debacle and for your explanation of who/what killed Lane's blogsite for days prior to 2 December!!
Danke und Tschüß,

7:31 AM  
Blogger butch said...

You are more than welcome, Anonomann. I guess I gave you the straight dope, the good data, cuz Doug did not censure or correct it. Love to see your very special style of commenting. Wish I could get you to look at all the great stuff I post over on Feel Free To Read. I am presently trying to post as many of Sherman Alexie's poems as I can find, to share with the world, to glorify his already famous self. And of course you might find some of my poems there too, and some great pics of movie themes.

Jannie has purple snow on her palm leaves this morning. Check it out.


8:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dose prick Republicans are tryin' to smear Barrack wid dis Jesse junior debacle. Will dey never lern? Obama is the new prince in Black Camelot, and most peple wid haff a brain can dig it!


8:26 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Purple snow? What was she smoking last night? Who gets purple snow?

.........Eddy E.

8:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

There have no been enough homosexual or lesbian references so far on this rant response. Where are the gang?

...........Truman C.

8:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oil barons.
Great Oil Party.
Junior's Folly.
Daddy's disappointment.
Dumb as a rock.
Youth sacrificed for nothing.
Profit before honor.
Hillary Clinton will not let us down.

........Ted Kennedy

10:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You go girl!

.........Elton J.

10:31 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What happened to you after you wrote IN COLD BLOOD, Tru? I would have starred in your next project, if you had done one. Then maybe I would never have had to spend so much time in the County slam, and have nearly lost my marbles.

............Robert Bake

10:33 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Did any of you remember seeing Robert Morse doing his one man show, TRU? It showed up on VHS and DVD. It shed a lot of light on the reality of the depression and sadness of Truman C.


10:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

He played me like a very sad little poof. There was a hell of lot more to me than that; self-centered, cruel even, and homosexual, of course, but that performance was more parody than performance.

..........Truman C.

10:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I thought Philip Seymour Hoffman winning an Oscar playing you was a hoot! He was twice your size, and still pulled it off.

..........Eddy E.

10:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Let's hear it for Gay Pride out there. Get out soon and see Sean Penn playing me to the hilt. What a sweetheart Sean was, and how dastardly was Brolin as the heavy. It puts a new spin on a Milk Fund.

............harvey Milke

10:43 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The only good fag is a dead fag--unless he's your brother, and then you just don't ask; or unless he is your sister, and then you have to loan her your levis, or unless he is your cousin and claims the 5th removed kissing privilege.

..............Duke Wayne

10:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You know for a big guy named Marion, you did pretty good hiring homosexuals to carry your big ass through life, enit?

Seymour Grabs-A-Knob

10:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I never considered myself "gay"; delerious several times, yeah, but gay was just too small a word for my world.

...........Lee Liberace

10:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Why didn't they just rename me Cock Chevrolet. Rock Hudson was always such a joke. Did you know that the damned studio made me marry a woman for appearances?

........Roy Fitzgerald

10:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well for that matter who liked my moniler, Tab Hunter? Why not Butt Hunter, or Knobb Hunter, or Fudge Packer?

.........Tab Hunter

10:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I always though Glenn Buttkus was a piss poor name for a future movie star. That's why I had my co-workers all call me Slash Phuque; often mispronounced. Some old friends only know me as Slash.


10:55 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Toby Jones looked a lot more like the real me, a bit thinner he was though. We are approximately the same height, and his actual gay mannerisms were spot on; but it was Hoffman who found the pain, the sadness and joy in his role, playing me magnificently. Forget about Bobby Morse.

.............Truman C.

11:31 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Ever feed your mutt peanut butter and watch 'em work that jaw and tongue for ten minutes? Funny as hell. My wife hates it when I used to do it to our bitch beauty, Taffy.


11:33 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Janet Leigh came back to her blog site for a few minutes the other day. It sure was nice to hear from her and post one of her poems. She is still semi-on her sattical.

The Blizzard of Winter 2008 is coming down on us like a runaway train. Maybe Doug will post more snow pictures like he did last year. Or was that the year before?
I wonder how the Prius will work on ice and snow.


11:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Slash, Butch, or Glenn, make up your frickin mind, dude!

............Eddy E.

11:38 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Depends on who I am talking to. I have other names, like Alexis Zorba once said, if you are Cowboy, or Big Time, or Loverman.


11:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What will happen when you finally run out of Sherman Alexie poems to post over on FFTR? You have posted 137 of them now!

............Edgar Poo

11:40 AM  
Blogger butch said...

I will wait for him to write new ones, or try and get his very rare books of poems that are out of print, or look to some other Indian poet, like Simon Ortiz, enit?


11:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, out there! It is already Friday, and no responses from Lane or Jannie or whomever. What's up with that?

.........Eddy Emerald

WV is "rants"

7:11 AM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

I'm leaving for the session now.

8:04 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Actually I don't have anything of merit to add to this dazzling array of comments, but I noticed that there were only (49) comments, and I think there should be (50), at least.

I don't follow Lane's comment, other than he might be very busy with his holiday chores and activities over the next couple weeks; probably just another example of Palmer wit and Savant charm.

I found another poem in Alex's latest prose posing. I call it WINTER ON THE SALISH. I have to earn my copy of ALEXTRONICA after all, enit?


10:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Man, I've always had a jones for the battle at the Little Big Horn, aks Ash Creek. Check out FFTR, and how Butch has weaved movies, literature, and actual history into a terrific posting.

.............Eddy E.

3:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My Doug only has a jones for me, the lovely bag of bones, thank you very much.


3:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, I think he has quite a crush, dearie, on his Italian bitch, Fidelio. He rides that mare like his balls depended on it.

..........Arnold Victor, Jr.

3:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Check out the old nightmare Glenn shared about Vietnam over on Jannie's blog. It is some weird shit I tell you.

........Edgar A. Poo

3:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sherman Alexie uses Custer, Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse in so much of his symbolism and poetic flavor, I just felt compelled to do a posting on the all-American shrimp. Robert Blake is taller I think. Alan Ladd was taller. Mini-Me is taller.


3:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, Raquel Welch has some great boobs, but I think Susan Sarandon has the best Jugsornot, enit?


3:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Personally, I appreciate Glenn taking the time to do a tribute on me and my demise. Some people on this blog, who shall remain nameless, but their initials are LS, think of me as a joke. Not so. I was the real deal. Check me out on FFTR.

.....George Armstrong Custer

3:32 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Palmer Punk! Whot did you do wid the VW Bus? Still gots it? Now da few times I been by your crib, I luv to checkout dat bus wid the Ferrari painted on its sides. You hav dun some crazy shit in yur day, Dougie, I grant you dat. Did dey recycle the Volvo, and make it into beer cans?


3:35 PM  
Blogger butch said...

What a putz I am! Of course, Doug is off to do the recording session! How thick of me to forget, how gay, how much do I resemble a dummy here? We will all be squirming in our mantiehose to await word on how the session went!


3:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Blogger Lane Savant said...

Ahh general George A Custer...
His yellow hair had luster...
But the general doesn't ride well anymore.
To some he was a hero...
But to me his story's zero...
And the general doesn't ride well anymore.

"Bitter Tears"

..................Johnny Cash,

5:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I shot an man named Reno...

.......The Unknown Indian

5:59 PM  
Blogger Jannie said...

Sounds like jmusicains who've got their shit together to me.

My Uncle Sylvester form Winnipeg won the Nobel Prize for coin tossing. I intend to win it for knowing Butch.

Shoot, how do you do that anonymous thing? I had one from Nost R. Damus last night, advising me the end is near in 3789, so whooop it up while ye can.

6:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pottery Barn has the best jugs, wot??

Feel N. Fyne

6:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eat drink and be Mary.

Jump for Joy. And if Joy gets pissed tell her I sent you.

Nost R. Damoos

6:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

See, tole ya I'd be back.

Christ on a crutch

6:49 AM  

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