Absent For A Bit ....
Notice: Blogger has screwed up and lost a bunch of photos out of my blog! They are replaced with a gray silhouette of a human head. I will eventually get them replaced with the correct photo, it may take a while to find and fix everything. So some of my stories don't make much sense without their photos, sorry for the inconvenience.
esbb
2009-11-28
A Recent Piece of Art of Ernest S B Boston - 20091128
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2009-11-27
Brazilian President Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva: Eco-KIDNAPPER
A little while after writing the original piece, I suddenly wondered, isn't the president's last name 'Silva' the Portuguese word for jungle or forest? I checked and the P-word is 'selva' for the E-word 'jungle' and according to one reference selva and silva are related. Then I also remembered a 'Silvan Lake' from my childhood and that the word silvan was an adjective meaning 'forest'. So that ironically makes this story a little sadder, a man who has "of the jungle/forest" as the last part of his very own name, yet he doesn't seem to know how to properly take care of something so precious that has been entrusted to him. Its not the Gringos who are destroying the Amazon, its always been the short sighted economic greed of a few thousand South Americans who are in power and place to do the damage.
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Labels: Brazil eco-kidnapper Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva Amazon deforestation
2009-11-18
Ooops! We Need To Rename This Russian City .. Again
But, earlier today when I thought about it a little more, I remembered that Siberia meant 'East' or 'North', and when I checked it out, I confirmed that it has North as a root word in Russian. So if you look at the map of Russia, you see that this city is no where near the northern end of the country, but a relatively short distance from a SOUTHERN border! And in the middle. (Click to see map at Wikipedia article)
north северный (root) in English: si-bi-ri
south южный English: uzh
center центр English: tsyenter - very close to the English word 'center'
So here are my proposals for the new name (third times a charm) for the city:
First: Novo + uzh + sk
Novouzhsk
OR even better, to emphasize its location in the middle of the Asian land mass:
Novotsyentrsk -> New Central City
If you google 'Novotsyentrsk', you get nothing, absolutely nothing. Well, eventually you will when I publish this.
Actually, I think I have an even better name: Bellybutton - it sits right in the middle AND its on the OB river, perfect.
Bellybuttonsk or "живот + пуговица + sk" in Russian
Posted by esbboston at 11:16 AM 0 comments
Labels: Novosibirsk Stalin Tran-Siberian Railroad bellybutton
2009-11-16
My 4th Set of 100 MySpace and My Other Place Headlines
400: The best part of waking up is Folgers in your throat.
398: With every renovation project plan ahead to know at what point to quit, what level of quality to achieve, where to draw the line in the sandpaper.
396: 3:20 AM - This is the wrong time of day for The Dog to be in an overly excited extremely, 'Go, Dog, Go!', happy mood ... He is finally okay. He is finally quiet. He is finally resting.
394: Just realized that "Dr. Awkward" is spelled the same forward as backwards a few hours ago.
392: I wonder when the LAST time was that shooting suspect DOCTOR Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan, MD of Ft Hood Texas remembered the medical training primary precept “FIRST, DO NO HARM” ?
390: Half of the world's problems would disappear if there was a proper allocation and distribution of the all the pillows. And then encourage napping on a regular basis.
388: Ironically and incompletely there are too many times when people say "allahu akbar" - Arabic for 'God is great' - when there needs to be an additional "but I am bad, very very bad."
386: If you need something silly to read, try the wikipedia article for the city of Rajkot India. More later in comments ....
384: A very sad day for the United States of America
382: Playing 'Sock The Dog' can be fun for us two, its true, but not a very wise thing to do, at least from a gravitational point of view, while sitting on a free standing not-so-sturdy bar stool in the living room, for one of you, the bigger of the two, just might fall down and go boom.
381: Poof! I found a purple onion growing where I didn't expect it! It is coming inside for the winter!
380: MMmmm.... Chicken 'N Rice just came out of the oven!
379: Dear Country of Iraq: I hate you. Sincerely, Ernest
378: Every day completed is one day closer to the completed year and then every day after that will be one more to help forget that year.
376: I am not sure about everything going on in the Middle East. but it seems that Peace Talks have become Piece Takes. I will let you explore for your own definition as I continue my own journey of missing & emptiness and loss & sadness.
375: Sadness in Seattle. Police officer slain and another wounded
374: Confusing Cooper The Canine with Candy. Everytime I put a piece of this one particular new Halloween candy in my mouth then my dog has to sniff very close to my mouth. Wonka Shockers with Intense Sour Flavor by Nestle
373: H1N1appy H1N1alloween
372: Uneasy & Queasy But At Least I'm Not Sneezy
370: Saddened to learn that an FBI dog was killed in Detroit in the line of duty in a shootout today with terrorist suspects. The dog's name was not mentioned. Our thoughts and prayers go out to his handlers, friends and family with this loss.
368: "I did such a good job training you that you actually thought you trained yourself"
367: Peering into a pool of pain
366: Riddle Contest: The other day some mysterious inanimate thing flew and landed dangerously close just missing me. I hurriedly went to the flinged thing's rescue and said "DIE!!!" - then with the assistance of aluminum, I tried to find the fling thing owner, Flinger, while interrupting my previous mission for the Missus. (Can you guess what happened? Submit your own story and see how close you get to the real event)
364: This boy is in post gumbo glow :^°
362: The time for chicken gumbo .. is .. now !!!
360: I have had to make a serious effort to stop talking to myself. It only confuses my dog. I can get away with it on the rare occasion when he is out of the room or if I am more quiet than his decibel level of ripping apart a chew toy as long as he is absorbed in the task at hand. Mumble, the key is to mumble ....
358: LOL - I just saw that someone answered the question "Do you think that Ernest S. B. Boston would look good in a mini-skirt?" with an answer of YES - perhaps they have poor vision/poor computer monitor and thought the question was asking about "look good in men's shirt"
357: Oh, the joy that is Texas, picking vine ripened tomatoes in late October.
356: There must be quite a bit of cross-pollination of the design engineers at General Electric across their myriad of manufacturing divisions. Our new clothes washer sounds a lot like a quiet jet engine landing. Oh, the magic of Echo-imagination.
354: Its not how far you fall from grace and the TV ratings when they find out that your balloon thing was a family hoax, its the indictment that arrives by the sudden cop.
352: I hate tattoos. But I came up with an interesting idea yesterday. In California it is against the law to drive while talking on a cell phone. My tattoo idea is to have a giant tattoo on the left side of your head & neck that looks like you are holding a cell phone to your ear. Then you can talk on a cell phone while driving. When you get pulled over, put the real phone away & confuse the nice police officer.
350: Mommy, where are you? Are you okay in your new home in OKay-lah-home-ah? Please call Baby Bird #2 when it is convenient for you sometime after 4ish - I am tied up until then slaying numeric dragons. Love, esbb
348: Somedays you are the enigma without even trying very hard and you don't even realize it yourself.
346: One month finished, eleven to go. Be safe, we miss you dearly. Hug.
344: Warm puppy at my feet, warmer coffee at my right side, with a hot chicken and rice casserole fixing to pop out of the oven in a few minutes. That should wake her up for breakfast! MMmmm.... My secret minor ingredients for chicken and rice: a dash of Worcestershire sauce and drop of Tabasco Sauce. I tried it with pepper jack cheese instead of cheddar once, that was wonderful, but not the wifey's favorite taste.
342: I want to promote the fake scientific sounding conceptual theory of 'Color Magnetism' that I recently invented in a balloon story. The closer things are to being the same color, the stronger the attraction they have for one another. (Remember this is totally fictional although it does have some merit in animals who tend to be attracted to others who look like themselves)
341: Horror Zone Tall (→) Very Tickle
340: There is just something mystically wonderful about traveling at 60 mph that makes me think we should try to achieve it as often as possible even if it means installing a screensaver on your computer to simulate the experience.
339: F O G
338: My tomato plants are able to enjoy some October sun not knowing that hospice care is soon to come followed by a share of inhospitable ice as their round red orphan children come to reside on my table.
337: I think it is interesting that in the same time period for which Obama was being evaluated for the Nobel Pizza Prize he sent more troops to Iraq and Afghanistan.
336: Sometimes you realize that the only reason you seem to have at the moment for being sad is simply because so many, too many, of your dearest friends are deeply saddened.
334: My Aged Dame is in a slightly damaged state (injury) - when I said something just now it made her laugh. "Don't make me laugh, it hurts" I told her I was merely repeating the words of a young African inventor that she had already heard on TV last night, so actually his words were already in her brain, I just did a scream screen refresh.
333: "Its too soon to say if its too late" - from a quote of Dr Thomas Frieden, director of the CDC, Center for Disease Control
332: SBS - Suicide By Soup - that was a lovely experience just now. Fortified can of gumbo, with fresh garden tomato cooked on the side with jalapeno and then additional chicken cooked in that side pan and a touch of brown sugar. I held on until my Dr Pepper fire extinguisher ran out and declared victory running through the streets. Women cried, children laughed and waved banners and men everywhere pondered my magic.
330: My vertical blinds vibrate in the slight wind of the hidden southern open window at one end and ripple northward the progressively dampened motion til there is nothing moving where the distance traveled by the disturbance dance has some function to the gust velocity, causing an unblinding of the blinds in slight fleeting oscillating pendulum cracks with morning light streaming inward momentarily blinding me
329: Mi ld ly in pa in
328: When the words "absoluting intimidately" pass through my brain as a well ordered pair, I think of you. Oh, sorry, I left off the 'and', there is always an 'and' but it is not always in the right place, sometimes at the beginning, sometimes at the end, sometimes it squeezes into the middle, saying "hi guys, whats up?" and then there are other times when we are just standing around waiting for breakfast and 'and' shows up with bloodshot eyes mumbling something about last night with 'or' and 'but' and 'with', ranting on about how adverbs are taking over the world, and we just ignore him and drink our coffee.
326: Just remember that Rome wasn't built in a day - and wasn't even actually built by Romans - they had lotza slaves to do all the heavy lifting and all the dirty jobs, cooking, cleaning, baby sitting, grape stomping, dog walking, well, maybe not the dog walking ....
325: I love October in our part of the world, its not too brrr like Novem-brrr can some times be.
324: I awoke and heard words from Iraq very early this morning. Actually it was closer to being 'very very' AM rather than just 'very' AM and we did get clarification that the 2016 Olympics in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil are the summer games, not the winter. But what about the 'Spring Olympics'? We enjoy our boy who is so far away and yet able to share giggles, what joy, what joy is contained within him; smile, big smile.
322: There may be a big push and international clamor underway in Copenhagen to determine where the site of the 2016 Olympic Games are to be held, but I am busy in the process of trying to convince Wal-Mart Corporation of Bentonville that they need a store in Dzt TX, population 303. Ah, dream big, lets go for a supercenter AND a distribution center.
321: Its too bad you can't go back and un-find something(s).
320: I just had a dream about washing dishes in an automatic dishwasher. That sounds boring except for the part where there were Hostess Twinkies on the bottom shelf at the back right side.
319: From Craig Ferguson: "It's the sled - that joke's for five people in America"
318: If I had a van, I would be van going. Instead, I am just a painter in a pickup.
317: Your life can't possibly be all that bad if there is an occasional purchase of BBQ sauce in gallon quantities mixed in there somewhere....
316: supercaloriefragrantlyexce
314: I was accidentally married to Lucille Ball for a very brief time period today, but I was totally unaware of the 'Oops! I Think Wrong Bottle of Hair Ink Event' until it was completely over. It is my understanding there are no pictures for chronological documentation, no paparazzi, no Tamie-razzi.
313: Coming soon, 'Scary Hairy Furry Fear' or, 'Ernest Accidentally Scares A Little Old Lady At Wal-Mart Just By Being Nice'
312:What time is it, Ernest? Time to shut down everything and watch the movie 'joe versus the volcano'. It has just been too long since the last time. (Notice that I paid attention to the title of the movie, its supposed to be in all lowercase)
310: I am simultaneously washing dishes and dashing wishes.
309: The Space Shuttle Discovery was in Amarillo today hitchhiking its way back to Florida from California. Its mule, a special Boeing 747, had stopped for a bale of hay and some water.
308: Interesting day. My wife is losing it. She was in the kitchen and I heard her say "Move, please" in the soft, kind voiced phrase we usually use with Cooper our dog, only then she cracks up laughing, "I can't believe I was just now talking to a fly!!!"
306: I checked just now and you are not home. Where are you? I miss you.
305: My day of pie rating is over. Back to normal English. Time to find a pillow.
304: Shiver me 2 by 4's, it be international 'Speak Like A Pirate Day" !!!
302: My wife is totally unimpressed with Facebook at the moment - she thinks she could find friends faster on a bicycle than FaBoo - and she doesn't even have a bicycle AND I would get a kick out of seeing her just TRY to ride a bicycle AND so would you, I'm thinking here comes a video opportunity for 'America's Funniest Videos'
Posted by esbboston at 4:45 AM 0 comments
2009-11-12
PoorToRichoStan
I'm proud of Obama for his recent picking a 'None of The Above' for his choices about dealing with the war in Afghanistan. Here's an op-ium-tion: We have already paid enough time, lives and money to/for/against Afghanistan, why not declare it a territory of the USA and rename it something like PoorToRichoStan and give all the citizens the same status as Puerto Ricans and treat the Taliban as common criminals?
East Dakota?
Middle East Dakota?
Wild Wild West Dakota?
Then they could have an annual parade in NYCNY.
A Terror-itory instead of statehood?
Don't worry, they will kind of get it all back again in 200 years and set up the tourist-trap 23rd century version of whatever a casino is by then ... just whatever makes cents at that time.
This would throw them for a mental spin as well the next time they start to publically chant, "Death To America! ... (?) hold it, dude, we are Americans now".
More conversations as the confused crowd disperses
“Allaha Akbar - God Is Great - Hey look, it already kind of says that on our new American money, - 'In God We Trust' “
“What is that going up over there, a Starbucks?!?!?”
Posted by esbboston at 5:04 AM 0 comments
Labels: PoorToRichoStan Afghanistan Obama Puerto Rico Starbucks
2009-11-10
Notice to Strawberry Twizzler Addicts with Poor Memory Skills: WMT is NOT Your Friend
On Friday, February 13, 2009 I posted a blog titled:
Notice to Strawberry Twizzler Addicts with Poor Math Skills: WMT is Not Your Friend
It outlined the strange pricing practices of WMT in regards to their handling of the Strawberry Twizzler products.
Since that time I uncovered another devious scheme at WMT and Their Twizzler Twisting Tag Trickery. WMT fraudulently posted this price sticker (photo below) indicating a price reduction when in fact the price for this product has been $1.50 for several months. At this exact store in Dumas, TX 3 weeks ago the price on this product was $1.50 - so if there has been a massive 38 cent or 20.2% reduction in price, it was only so they could jack around with your brain trying to make you think you are being treated special. Sorry. You aren't. They are just playin' with ya'.
There was no real roll back as the sign indicates, only a rolling around.
Bouncy Roll Backers.
Twizzler Twisters.
Licorice Liers.
Posted by esbboston at 2:59 PM 1 comments
Labels: Wal-Mart Twizzlers
2009-11-06
Betty Crocker Supports Pugilism for Two Year Olds (She Just Doesn't Know About It Yet)
After entertaining a 2 year old this morning at my kitchen table with an impromptu puppet show using only 3 boxes of Betty Crocker products that were waiting to be put in the pantry, 1 each of
- Scalloped Potatoes
- Scalloped Potatoes with Cheese
- Potatoes Au Gratin
where the boxes were involved in a 'boxing match' followed by an unfair two-on-one boxing match topped off with a song and dance routine using high pitched mainly mumbly voices with an occasional "MY MOMMA" thrown in there randomly and a stage act he probably won't see again until he goes to Las Vegas, (Nevada, not New Mexico), the child, who has rarely ever spoke to me before this point in his short life, made my day by exclaiming to his mother, my niece, -SmilinG- "I want to stay here forever!"
But there was an automobile to be repaired, so he had to leave with momma. Thank goodness for starter solenoid failures on Toyota Camrys for giving us this special moment in time and rhyme and rhythm.
What happens at my Mesa Cozinha doesn't always stay at my Mesa Cozinha.
Posted by esbboston at 5:38 PM 0 comments
New Blog for My Abstract Art ... Come Visit
These are pieces that I have generated mainly using computer art tools. Enjoy !
Something New:
I am also in the process of linking my poetry blog entries together. This project is only partially finished. A "Poetry LINK" at the bottom of the blog entry points to the next older piece of poetry.
First poem in the series of linked poems ....
Turn Gold Out of the Darkness
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