Happy VD ... chaos abounds eternal ...

grin. howdy folks. thanx for tuning in.

it is astounding how the tiniest action
can send a burgeoning relationship spiraling out of orbit
the wrong smile
too short a kiss
the unplanned excuse
too long a wait
the misplaced word
too wild a hait
the confusing flirt
and a myriad of other causes
understood or not
that can turn a heart of gold to steel

and so in the beginning
we can easily find ourselves over examining
every sign we sign of perturbation
every questionable act we make
every cause that prob doesn't exist
because lonely is painful
and gets worse everyday
but when connections are tenuous
these doubts//frets//fears//neuroses put as much chaos
into the system as the clues they are based on

so i say breathe deep my friends
chaos theory teaches us the massive effect initial conditions have on a system
that the smallest difference
can have drastic effects on the final stability
and there is really little to do about that.
but these differences
and the myriad paths they lead us down generate the spice of life
sometimes salt over our shoulder
sometimes tabasco in our eyes

fun fact: the spice Columbus was sailing the ocean blue to find was opium.

the effects our actions can have are minor after that first meeting
if both your eyes shine bright
and your souls alight
then don't you worry sister,
don't you worry brother,
everything's gonna be alright
[bob marely told me so]

as for me, well i'm free and easy
blessed with a calm woman, peaceful and gentle
with the wiggling hips of a belly dancer. RAWR!
with the bright smile of a waning moon

so to you, my lonely friends with big hearts,
keep the faith
keep on smiling
and if anyone asks you if you had a good valentines
punch that fucker in the throat
and to you, my blessed friends in happy relationships
remember,
if no energy is applied to a system it tends towards entropy.
if no flowers are bought or blowjobs given,
the stability you enjoyed may falter
and only the energy of love can lift it back up.

and a happy VD to you all,
may it be something that penicillin can cure.[/code]

SUNDAY MORNING SERMON!

yawn ... strrrrretch ... ... oh are we on? kewl

Good morning brethren! good to see you so bleary-eyed and slack-jawed!
y'all must've had a goooood time last night. that's why services are held so late.
We gather here today, nursing hangovers and smoothing down our bedheads,
in celebration of revelry and debauchery, a few of our favorite things.

And though the tragic condition in which we awake may lead us to believe
that these deviant acts we enjoy so much are WRONG! that we are horrible sinners,
that we not only left our credit card at the bar, but our brain and souls as well.

Drink some water! and the alcohol shall pass!
Take a shower! and the funky sins be washed away!
And Dawn liquid soup can get that lube out of the sheets.

yawn ... where was i? got distracted by lube ....

THIS SERMON BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE MAKERS OF GLUBE !
half lube, half glue, for that lasting embrace!




please open your hymnals to page 231:
"She was a fast machine, She kept her motor clean,
"She was the best damn woman that I ever seen,
"
"She had a-sightless eyes, Telling me no lie,
"Knockin' me out with those American thighs,
"
"Taking more than her share, Had me fighting for air,
"She told me to come, but I was already there,
"
"'Cos the walls start shaking, The earth was quaking,
"My mind was achin', And we were makin' it and you...
"
"You really shook me and YOU! Shook me all night long,
"AAAAARRRRAHHAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAA You...
" Shook me all night long,
"Yeah yeah you, Shook me all night long,
"You really got me and you, Shook me all night long,
"Yeah you shook me, Yeah you shook me, All night long
" -Brother Angus




ok here's a story:
"There was once a man being chased by a tiger thru a field.
He ran full out, not looking back at his pursuer, until he came to the edge of a cliff.
Not able to stop in time, he scrambled at the edge as the tiger stalked towards him.
The big kitty padded up to the edge just as he finally slipped away.
Flailing about, he caught hold of a scrawny tree that stalled his fall, but precariously.
Accessing his predicament, he looked down 23 feet and saw another tiger come strolling up.
The top tiger reached his paw over the edge as the low tiger fixed him with a primal gaze.
He glanced at his hands to spy a single cherry hanging from his only lifeline.
He gingerly picked it, closed his eyes, and ate it. Nothing had ever tasted so SWEET!"

what's the lesson, pope?
should we appreciate the crucial lifelines that support us?
by examining our roots, can we find what saves us?
don't hang out in fields with tigers (unpredictable kitties)?
when we see a ripe cherry, should we pick it and pop it in our mouth?
the pope recommends the latter.




BROTHERS AND SISTERS! COME TOGETHER!
ugh ... y'all are nasty! anybody got some paper towels?




call-and-responce
crazy preacher: "is there anybody out there?"
congregation: [cricket noises]
crazy preacher: [giggles then passes out]




hymnal page 1:
"Oh when will you say "Nothing's bothering me"
"Sure would be so comforting to feel some positive energy
"And when will you say that "My life is lovely, lovely, lovely"
"Sure would be so comforting to see yourself a-smiling
"Well, two lonely people never found solace in solitude
"They never compromise their egos
"Now she's lost wherever he goes; He's lost wherever she goes
"But that's how the story goes
"Yeah that's how the story goes
"
"So you should always give your love away, Give your love away
"Well I don't know why, Maybe it just works that way
"But you should always give your love away, Give your love away
"The skin will only come off if you shed it
"Happiness will only come in if you let it, oh oh oh ah oh oh
" -brother twang


[oblivious, the pope continues to dance around in circle
[singing chorus over and over. "give you love away. oh oh oh ah oh oh"
[until congregation joyfully exits stage rear, into the mellow sun

[cept for one parishiner, who lingers to distract the pope from his official duties. wink.

i'd blog more here if i understood the tag system
i just want to have a tag like HTML's pre tag
so i can indent in my wacky style.

any help?

otherwise check me out on myspace/popepancho
i know i know myspace blows, but hey ....

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWLLLLLLLLLLL (cough, cough, hack)
up late and smoking too much on yet another glorious full moon!
my day has been blessed with pleasant chaos and surprising blessings.
hope your full moon has too
if not, then tomorrow, you're tomorrow will be great!
or not tomorrow, then on groundhog day, yeah
and if that fucker sees his shadow again
i'll poke his beady fucking eyes out!!!
not that i'm for (or against) cruelty to ground hogs
i'm just tired of being cold!

got mauled by a lil' tiger this morning
i got home from class and she was waiting behind the door
RAWR!
got some scratch marks but no puncture wounds
tiger balm should fix that shit right up

also spoke to a lil' bird who i hadn't seen in years
so happy to hear her sing again, cage or no

and then the lil' elephant and lil' sperm whale
got into a fistfight (don't ask me how)
so we had to call animal control and a swat team

YAWN! well y'all sleep well my pretties ! ! !
and don't let the moon catch you spying!

just got home from physics - 89 on test
the kicker is he was returning assignments
and i got maybe a third of what he was handing back
missed two labs == bad news

but the project proposal is due friday
and my idea kicks the da vinci ass!
even tho i found out about it 4 hours ago.

basically i'm going to make wings
from dowel rods and paper
and measure downforce vs wind speed
using the air compressor. fun fun fun.

and he offered me extra credit
to research some binaural rhythms
i played with one

BUT TONITE!
c code ala mode

peace y'all
thanx for tuning in

-=-Correctly guess which one is me in this photo-=-
-=-and win a twinge of sexual excitation!-=-

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i got a 63 out of 56 on my calculus IV exam
for the math challenged, that's 112%

i rock the calculus like Leibniz
i am the diff eq master!
all hail my kung f(u)!

other than that, eh, i guess i'm ok.
we'll see later
when i get my enginnering physics exam back


and i think i figured out why i'm so twitchy lately
maybe not twitchy, but trying to use extra time
i quit playing video games this year
just didn't have an appeal
but even after adding 1.5 hours a day in the guym
and pumping out calc and phys HWork
i've still got all this spare time to burn
who to spend it on? what to do what to do?

think i'll start a religion
with a compound
and guns
and nubile women (of age, of course)


peace y'all
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have you ever had someone shake you up
like a magic eight ball?
sometimes the answer resolves quickly.
its face pressed against the glass,
due the relationship between
the density of the fluid and the volume of the die.
othertimes, the die balances on edge
or even a vertex, standing on point.
this is caused by the friction of the fluid
on the suface area of the answer key.
i feel like schrodinger's bear,
balanced on a brink between choices
thus existing in all states simultaneously .
to break the stalemate
external energy must be introduced
(i.e. must shaken again).
thus providing the stimulus
to fall or fly!


ok here's a story:
"There was once a man being chased by a tiger thru a field. He ran full out, not looking back at his pursuer, until he came to the edge of a cliff. Not able to stop in time, he scrambled at the edge as the tiger stalked him. The big kitty padded up to the edge as he finally slipped away.
Flailing about, he caught hold of a vine that stalled his fall, but precariously. Accessing his predicament, he looked down 23 feet and saw another tiger come strolling up. The top tiger reached his paw over the edge as the low tiger fixed him with a primal gaze. He glanced at the vine to spy a single strawberry hanging from his only lifeline. He picked it, closed his eyes, and ate it. Nothing had ever tasted so SWEET!"

working out while listening to Peaches is hardcorps motivating
our heat went out so i fled to the gym's sauna for warmth

just need to take a break from work and all of this:

you know i complain about the clouds up here
in the great northwet
i missed the sun quickly and acutely when i first came here
mostly caused by the neurochemical production of ...
but i'm learning that when its cloudy
i miss the moon so much more
a spiritual longing
without her, who do i pray to?
she winked at me from between the trees
it was good to see her tonite and chat

and a bit ol fashioned shout out to big daddy dave
[in my prayers tonite]
been cooped up sick too long
so a *** CALL TO ARMS//RALLY THE TROOPS *** has been issued
send some love to DAVE, he's the best!
give him blue flowers and chunky soup



all my best love and blessings,
pope panCho