Joe G

Robot response!

AND record Rush for the Impulse! label.

Hey! I had some chocolate ice cream, too! Now it all becomes clear. :rsmile:

I thought I was trippin'. But, what better way to commemorate?

Had a dream that Chuck Nessa came over with a box full of old cds, cassettes, and a couple of lps. He was trying to get my dad's old turntable up and running so I could hear this Bill Evans track. Couldn't get it to work, so he just hummed a few bars for me.

I was in Elderly Instruments today and played several guitars I would have liked to take home. Just two of them - a Benadetto and a Collins (hello Texas!) - would have put me about $8000 in the red.

Whew. Almost went with "J-Glo" for my publishing company.

Honey Muffin? Tater Pie? Puddin' Cake? Lightly Tossed in Breadcrumbs And Pan Fried Until Golden Brown? Damn, now I'm hungry! Those are more Jim's style.

A birthday wish from the land of my birth! Right back at 'cha!

I recall that clem posted a pretty extensive list of his "accomplishments" here back a few months.

James Kunstler says "have a nice day." April 28, 2008 Belief System A friend asked me how come the public apparently grasps the reality of climate change but can’t seem to wrap its collective brain around the unfolding oil crisis. I'm not convinced that the public does grasp climate change. It's perceived, perhaps, as a background story to daily life, which goes on regardless. Are you even sure Hollywood didn't invent it -- and maybe some boob at Time Magazine is selling it as though it were really happening? Few have anything to gain by espousing denial of climate change. It's hard for most people to tell if they have been affected by it. It doesn't quite seem real. Those who actually make gestures in the face of it –- screwing in compact fluorescent lightbulbs, buying Prius cars -- end up appearing ridiculous, like an old granny telling you to fetch your raincoat and rubbers because a force five hurricane is organizing iself offshore, beyond the horizon. The public appears aggressively clueless about the peak oil story. They do not accept any threats to the motoring regime. The news media is surely not helping sort things out. I saw a remarkable display of ignorance on CNN last week when the new resident idiot-maniac Glenn Beck hosted Teamster Union boss James Hoffa and they agreed that the oil companies were to blame for high fuel prices. To put it as plainly as possible, Beck doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about, and it's disgraceful that CNN gives free reign to this moron to misinform the public. It's perhaps equally amazing that Hoffa doesn't know we have entered a permanent global oil crisis based on demand having outrun supply. These two idiots think that if Exxon-Mobil built a new refinery down in Louisiana, everything would be fine, diesel fuel would go back down to 99 cents a gallon, and it would be Christmas every morning. This has been a pretty remarkable month, actually, with all the problems of "The Long Emergency" accelerating impressively. Oil is now testing the $120 mark, the airline industry is imploding (largely over fuel costs), the housing scene has reached a degree of collapse unseen since the 1930s, food shortages have strayed out of the Third World and begun to affect Japan and the USA, bats are dying of a mysterious disease in the Northeast, and the Arctic sea ice is shrinking away to nothing. We're in a strange collective psychic bubble. We'd like to forget about all these troubling rumors of hardship and bad weather and just get on with the daily task of making a living and paying for stuff and enjoying our customary entertainments. The comforting ceremonies of everyday life seem to continue. The freeways are still full of cars. Nancy Grace comes on TV dependably at 8 p.m. and is there deploring the latest pervert arrest. The baseball season has ramped up and the teams are criss-crossing the nation in their chartered airplanes. The stock market is actually going up -- what's wrong with that? But there's an equally eerie vibe out there that things are seriously out-of-whack. We're on the edge of something. We're at the entrance of a dark passage where some of the ceremonies of daily life meet resistance. You go to the WalMart and five of your six credit cards are refused. Uh oh. It begins to dawn on you that you're spending a quarter of your take-home pay filling up the gas-tank every week. There's no dial tone when you pick up the telephone. How could all the supermarkets in town be out of rice? The local hospital just declared bankruptcy. The neighbors down the street auctioned off all their furniture in the driveway last week. Why does the cat pick up so many ticks these days? Events are not through with us this year. They'll keep moving where they will whether we believe in them or not. I'm hardly even convinced that it matters who wins the presidential race this year. It could end up being the world's biggest booby prize.

FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hi and, yes, see my above post. Many (most?) of their sale offers apply to box sets. The one to look for is 65% off w/ free shipping, since the shipping cost on boxed sets is obviously more expensive.

Well, I lasted about 13 seconds with that one. Who can top that? -_-

http://www.organissimo.org/forum/index.php...st&p=482337

Lately it's been hard to tell the difference between an article written for the NY Times and an email tossed off to someone's friend.

Is BMG in trouble? Their sale offers are spilling into my inbox like, twice a day now.

Great shots. Had a short visit at the hospital this morning; that is one pretty baby! Congratulations Jim and Alison. I'm proud to call both of you my friends, and I'm always happy to see good things come into your lives. ~j.

Yikes!

It was enough to wake me up, though basically amounted to a gentle shaking of the house by the time it got to Lansing. Not like the one in the late 90's, where the cats freaked out and it sounded like someone dropped a 1000-pound safe to the floor.

Guess it depends on how cool you think Pink Floyd is.

Got me studyin' my man on guitar.

That was some baaad shit. Thanks for that.