Also, I know what you meant and you know I meant, neither one of us is mature when we mention the things we do Imi, but rest-assured that at least it is a mutually assured immaturity. Just like Russia and the States during the Cold war, except with Mammary references and pun references.
I have this awesome/bad/awesomely bad idea for an album title and accompanying artwork. The cover is a bunch of giant buckets lined up on a beach, with someone standing in front and examining them all carefully. The album title? Pails In Comparison. I guess it could also be lunch pails. Yeah, I was initially inspired by someone actually spelling “pales in comparison” that way. I don't actually want to make this album though - ideally, I imagine it’d be by some 70s hard rock band (since some artists of that description were fond of Visual Pun covers), even better if it were the less-successful followup to their most popular album so the title would be unintentionally appropriate.
I have this awesome/bad/awesomely bad idea for an album title and accompanying artwork. The cover is a bunch of giant buckets lined up on a beach, with someone standing in front and examining them all carefully. The album title? Pails In Comparison. I guess it could also be lunch pails. Yeah, I was initially inspired by someone actually spelling “pales in comparison” that way. I don't actually want to make this album though - ideally, I imagine it’d be by some 70s hard rock band (since some artists of that description were fond of Visual Pun covers), even better if it were the less-successful followup to their most popular album so the title would be unintentionally appropriate.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
i'm through accepting limits 'cause someone says they're so
some things i cannot change, but till I try i'll never know
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
Bruce Lee Inspiration
“Bruce had me up to three miles a day, really at a good pace. We’d run the three miles in twenty-one or twenty-two minutes. Just under eight minutes a mile [Note: when running on his own in 1968, Lee would get his time down to six-and-a half minutes per mile]. So this morning he said to me “We’re going to go five.” I said, “Bruce, I can’t go five. I’m a helluva lot older than you are, and I can’t do five.” He said, “When we get to three, we’ll shift gears and it’s only two more and you’ll do it.” I said “Okay, hell, I’ll go for it.” So we get to three, we go into the fourth mile and I’m okay for three or four minutes, and then I really begin to give out. I’m tired, my heart’s pounding, I can’t go any more and so I say to him, “Bruce if I run any more,” –and we’re still running-”if I run any more I’m liable to have a heart attack and die.” He said, “Then die.” It made me so mad that I went the full five miles. Afterward I went to the shower and then I wanted to talk to him about it. I said, you know, “Why did you say that?” He said, “Because you might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”
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when's that gonna hapen
And yes Clock, I hope we can enjoy our mutual immaturity, this at least is a place where such things are accepted.
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
I gotta watch it.
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
Bruce Lee Inspiration
“Bruce had me up to three miles a day, really at a good pace. We’d run the three miles in twenty-one or twenty-two minutes. Just under eight minutes a mile [Note: when running on his own in 1968, Lee would get his time down to six-and-a half minutes per mile]. So this morning he said to me “We’re going to go five.” I said, “Bruce, I can’t go five. I’m a helluva lot older than you are, and I can’t do five.” He said, “When we get to three, we’ll shift gears and it’s only two more and you’ll do it.” I said “Okay, hell, I’ll go for it.” So we get to three, we go into the fourth mile and I’m okay for three or four minutes, and then I really begin to give out. I’m tired, my heart’s pounding, I can’t go any more and so I say to him, “Bruce if I run any more,” –and we’re still running-”if I run any more I’m liable to have a heart attack and die.” He said, “Then die.” It made me so mad that I went the full five miles. Afterward I went to the shower and then I wanted to talk to him about it. I said, you know, “Why did you say that?” He said, “Because you might as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it’ll spread over into the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”
Anything 8ut the permanent record!