Apathy 10 At A Glance

September 20, 2016.  6:30 pm.  Just sitting around journalizing and keeping it clean.  I was thinking it’s how I resist doing things, and not the things I feel I should be doing, that’s interesting.  Because there’s not a lot I want to do.  It’s a lot more complicated than that.  I just downloaded Apathy 10.  A lot of cool new features.

But why not have a ‘who cares’ attitude when there’s nothing out there?  I mean there’s something.  There’s always something out there somewhere, but how important is it that you get on it right now?

Isn’t that an attitude you have to have?  Just click on it.  I like that fireworks effect.  Why waste time on trivials when you can waste time all the time?  On everything.  And how do you do that?  By doing absolutely nothing, Grandma!  It’s right here!

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And that’s exactly what’s happening tonight. Crap, he thought, I hate babysitting.

Your influence may be greater than you know.  But it’ll never be that great so why don’t u worry about something else for a while?  Even a short little while.  It’s in ‘Settings—Procrastination’.

I keep forgetting to explain to my followers that I know all these poets.  And I don’t know why I do that.  But that, for me, is a very rewarding experience too.  Forgetting and the apathy involved in forgetting.  I got a Masters thingy because I write **** like this. That’s what I was trying to say.

What do I do now?  Keep going.  Unless it just looks like too much work.  I don’t really care anyway, do I?  I just love how it does that.

Thanks for stopping by a minute.  Seems a bit breezy right now.  If I only do 14 more words I win a prize so here goes.  That is great.

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Heavenly Blue Morning Glories courtesy CSNicol

Zinnia

“The stakes for self-aggrandizement have never been higher. Reference one Donald Trump. You know what? He’s not a bad guy if you don’t have to do business with him. I’ve lost, myself personally, far more money than I ever made by investing in Trump. That makes me a Democrat but no surprise there.”

Zinnia 2016“There’s a fifth dimension, and maybe a sixth or seventh, or who knows how long this can go on, maybe just until November 8, beyond that which is unknown to crazy Ann Coulter.  It’s a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity.”

“It’s the middle ground between light and shadow, science and superstition, and lies and insanity, and it lies between the pit of our fears and the summit of knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination and bad acting.  It’s an area we call the Twilight Zone.”

img_1089“You’re traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mindless stupidity and paranoia, a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination and cretinism and vulgarity.  That’s the signpost up ahead–next stop November 8 Twilight Zone.”

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“You’re traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind, a world inhabited by plum loco human beings like Kellyanne Conway.  It’s a journey into a wondrously awful land whose boundaries are beyond your wildest bad dream.  Your next stop…  the Twilight Zone.

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“You unlock this door with the key of imagination and a strong stomach.  Beyond it is another dimension, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind-altering fakers like Stephen Bannon.  You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance and third-rate scripts and worse ideas; you’ve just crossed over into the Twilight Zone.”

“Your democracy is not a toy.  If it was it’d be here and I don’t see it”.

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Content respectfully plagiarized from Rod Serling

Zinnias courtesy CSNicol

 

Pfungstadter Hell 1831

hellHe said what?  We’ll be back after these brief messages.  You look around and tend to see eveything, and because it’s been the way it is for awhile, you can be forgiven for thinking that’s it.  We’re back.  And then there it is, shining at you from the cooler, a six pack of PFUNGSTÄDER HELL 1831.

And you laugh your crazy head off.  What a crazy, what a stupid.  Pfungstädter Hell 1831.  Never heard of it.  MILD PRICKELND URSPRÜNGLICH it says near the bottom.  Is this supposed to be funny?  I mean you’re wondering.  And I was too.  And then you think, because you can’t help it, what the hell is going on?

And the answer is.  You know what the answer is.  Nothing’s going on.  It’s just something you didn’t know about.  And how the hell did that happen you might add.  Or someone might add.

I don’t know where Hesse is and I don’t want to know.  Somewhere in Germany, but that could be anywhere, and I’m fine with it.  Also fine with this Bavarian style lager.  “Hell” = “Bright” in German.  I don’t know.  Got it off the website.  Have to take their word for it.

Bavaria is a place I could tell you about, but not now.  What I will say is that “Hell” opens like the strangled cry of a dachshund bitch in heat and levels off from there nicely.

This is a nice bier from these nice German dudes in Pfungstäd, Hesse from that there privatbrauerei of theirs.  And they’ve been making it through all that colourful German history since 1831.  Now I know.  Danke schön. 4.9% ABV.