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It's the memory of taste.

If someone in your dream offered a tasty morsel you'd never had before....?

I suppose our amazing creative synapses might fill in the blanks.

I sense that scantily clad females will happen,

Tasty morsels are one blink away from a tasty dish.

Go for it.

oh my, Edward got himself in a pickle.

The linens have tales to tell, I bet.

for BadNick's: sensibilites and anticipations:

http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5...6f9yo1_500.jpg
In case you missed it.

Thanks, Jet!

Here's me in Paris ...this was probably over 30 years ago and since I'm a pack rat, I still have that sweater and leather jacket though I haven't worn either in over 25 years:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...kinParis-1.jpg

Grace, occasionally I still dream about Paris. It's usually the same dream. I'm sitting in Maxim's and there is a rich aroma of cooked foods and I'm almost salivating from that, plus I'm looking around taking in that thick Belle Epoque atmosphere. The violin player is standing by my table playing my request, Ochi Chyornye ...Dark Eyes... since the French girl I'm with has very dark eyes and black hair. He leaves and I call over the maître d' to give him a tip to give to the violin player, but I can't speak French and the maître d' "pretends" he didn't understand what I said so he pockets the tip and sends over the violin player to my table. So I tip him "again" and the French girl and I laugh about me being a dumb American tourist getting ripped off by the French. Later in Montmartre at the sex shops we buy some of those funny condoms that have gargoyle heads molded into the tips, laughing and being romantic...then I usually wake up.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ire_city_g.jpg
^ the gargoyle pic is not mine, I just like it.

I traveled to Africa in one of my dreams. (never been there)

I do recall being able to smell the spicy soil & foods cooking I had never
experienced in waking life. So I take that back, I have experienced
smell in dreams.

I've dreamt traveled to other planets also. Those dreams are difficult to describe
with earth words.

I like it, too. Perhaps you should seek to make the picture yours for the first time (by traveling there again).

Salsa for a porterhouse:
onions & a young Hungarian
& butter & pie cherries.

It was delectable.

Has anyone else here heard or seen of this?

http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0...2mp8o1_500.jpg
Say hello to Gliese 581c. A possible new homeworld that has been newly discovered to be
completely covered in ocean; a waterworld deeper than ten times that of Earth’s deepest trenches.

- - -

an experiment I might like to try is see, if say, BadNick, might start a thread just based on the above's information, as well as maybe this article/webpage, and we simulatenously post the same thread (although I, first, would have to find out how to cross over into another multi-dimensioanl plane, wherein, we both still utilize the TFP, who would get the most replies?). I'm still never going to bet on myself. I can't foster a discussion here, on any relative terms greater than the value of a dime. I suck at extracting your thoughts and opinions, and it hurts.

I just checked out your link, Jet. Interesting. I also noticed Gliese 581c mentioned in my Sky & Telescope pages. My favorite part was the Goldilocks Zone.

Gliese 581c did not strike me as a possible new homeworld unless one were a live steamed shrimp or similar extra-terrestrial creature. And if you are, please come visit me and bring some cocktail sauce with you...though if I got to know you better I might not want to eat you right away.

Selsis et al seem to state it closer to my own thoughts: even "a planet in the habitable zone is not necessarily habitable" itself, and this planet "is outside what can be considered the conservative habitable zone" of the parent star, and further that if there was any water there then it was lost when the red dwarf was a strong X-ray and EUV emitter, it could have surface temperatures ranging from 700 K to 1000 K (430 to 730 °C).



The planet's mass (i.e. stronger gravity), and proximity to it's star, strongly suggest that most of the water is in water-vapor form due to a runaway greenhouse effect. Also, the speed or orbit, 13 days vs our ~365 days, suggests that life there might feel like an amusement park ride. Also, since it is in tidal lock and only one side ever faces its sun, the other side is always dark, which to me means that there will almost certainly be neverending war between the darkees and the lightees. Not to mention violent geological activity, causing many highly active volcanoes and rapid plate tectonics action.

We need to keep looking. And while we're looking, find a way to travel that far, an estimated 20.3 light-years away, within a few life-times or less, and even with that velocity, only the great-grandchildren of the original crew who would have been born on the way there, would ever get there...I suspect the kids would not agree with the adults and they'd change their minds and goals and head someplace else...like back home.

So, the wedding is a no-go, eh?

http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...ienWedding.jpg

very cool insights, BadNick. But the problem with scientists is that they compare every "habitable" planet to our own, and the human chemistry, and that's just not sound to do in order to cross whatever planet off the list for life. Different evolutionary and galactic conditions produces entirely different results (unless we follow the premise for Stargate).

ring's post also reminds me of my idea to start a wedding-based theme, but I'm sure that will never get off the ground.

I'm married to you;
you don't seem to remember.
Should this give me paws?

2-3+0=1-2

Very true, Jet. If we're looking for intelligent life elsewhere (as if there was any here) they might very well be totally different types of beings and need completetly different conditions.

sniff your way to Sirius Sirius - The Dog Star. Puppy Love for Ocm?

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2..._Alpha_Cma.png

Dogs tend to love me.
So do various bitches.
Let's go star-gazing...

I am the best in the world! (..when it comes to cornering, capturing the coincidental cosmic forces of kismet that courses through my specific environment of creation)

Illustrated:
http://retrozone.tumblr.com/photo/12...7gbcYJA1qzn3qt

With too fine a point
one's perceptions go missing
through fancy glasses.

2x3+0=1x6

the better to see extraterrestrials with, (They Live!) my dearie.

I forgot to add that we should also search other dimensions ...when we figure out how. That way we don't have to leave home to explore the universes.

I really should start that Botox-free zone, thread.
Only images of people with character lines,wrinkles & jowls will be allowed.

Should I? Will I?

Only The Shadow knows!

...and ring, in case they are not one and the same. After all, who knows? I mean other than The Shadow and ring.

I'll start digging out my appropriately aged photos, just in case. Ahh, it's a sweet old world, right Lucinda? I love her song Lines Around Your Eyes. Well, I like most of her songs.

That reminds me of a Marianne Faithful song- 'At the age of thirty seven', were
part of the lyrics. Alas, the sound card on my computer is fried.

I can hum it it my head though. Good enough for now.

I'm really starting to want to believe in multi-dimensional theory; it makes so much sense (tangent vortex triangles)!

I also think I queue too many new ideas and threads to start, when it is mainly just used to entertain myself, and by measure of, share my joy with the TFP. Still, it would be nice to get a good word now and again.

(and I'm sorry I have yet to create my "Why Do we say that?" thread, the "chicks + bikes" topic, the "knowledge we hold" discussion, the "creative advertising" commons, and the "music videos as short subjects", subject. My procrastinator-ish imp inside me really hates working for things that, in all likelihood, will never be fully appreciated by the masses, like much of my image-based, discussion-prompting meta-themes. I suck so many eggs, and I don't like eggs all that much, unless they're devilled.)

Wishing Mom Happy Birthday,
"You noticed I drew eighty candles?"
"But I'm only thirty-nine!"

...old family joke.

Happy Birthday, Mom. If I may call you Mom, Ocm?'s Mom.


Jet, I also find your plethora of interesting ideas to be joyful, thought provoking and entertaining, as well as pleasingly coincidental.

"Plethora" is my "good word".

It sort of sounds like a Japanese flying sea monster who may have destoyed Sapporo. I chose Sapporo since I don't recall that it's had its share of monster-induced destruction. Shortly after Plethora destroyed Sapporo, I imagine you (Jetée) joined forces with Shobijin, since two cute little powerful partners are usually better than one. Together, this Triad of Power may very well have been the conception for Ghidorah, the Three-Headed Monster. Part of this weird thought stream may have been caused by my association of "Mom", otherwise Mother, with Mothra. But I'm not yet sure.

Shibojin sounds, concidental?

I know the Japanese word (kanji) most commonly associated with the romaji 'Jin' refers to a 'human', or 'being'.

I wonder what the 'Shibo' stands for, though? (something in my rusty Japanese vocabulary is telling me it might mean 'dog', but I think, contradictorily, that word in question might verily be 'shiba' instead.)

A monster, flying,
quite coincidentally,
made you say my name.

(Where's the spaghetti?)

Maybe we can have a Pastafarian reunion? ...no disrespect intended toward Rastas. My wife makes a mean spaghetti pie.

I'd like to taste it.

While reading "Hunters of Dune"
I was thinking of shaving my balls
& lost track of "Deep Space Nine."

I have bad luck timing today; for the time in probably half a year, I venture into portraits, take a minute glance around, and notice every one packed up and moved away from me (just today).

It's also taken me approximately 2-3 weeks to mow the lawn through and through, and that doesn't really pertain, but I'm just disapp-pointed in myself so, enough to let it out.

I'm trying to help oliver, as well as myself, in uncovering the particular film this scene is from; would any of my fellow fogeys know the context, if not the actual title of this cinematic adventure?

http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4...7wfjo1_500.jpg

Jet, that's from this flick, Barney Oldfield's Race for Life circa 1913, check it out

You are like a (flattering complimentary noun) in the sky, BadNick!

Have you ever heard of the film red balloon, by (some director)? I have the name scribbled somewhere in my notes, and its because I watched the short film some weeks ago, but I wonder when I'll be fully unfulfilled with something to do at the moment before I finally get around to searching for it.

It's weird when your life comes to a point where you just pray to have nothing at all to do, perhaps not even open your eyes, or eat, for the entire session of the date, just to be able to recoup from the stress of always shifting around like a molecule.

I love Red Balloon! I consider it one of the best short films ever made. I first saw it back in 1956 when it was first released; it was shown in Philadelphia in "Cinerama" at the old Boyd Theatre on Chestnut St. This was a large semi-wrap-around screen with multiple projectors to give a more enraptured view. Red Balloon was the second feature, the 1956 version of Around the World in Eighty Days was the main attraction. I remember the popcorn was also very good.

I found it!

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I found it!
Post 9841

thanks, Grace. It seems you have a wonderful memory.

Now that you guys reminded me of it, I'll have to rent Red Balloon and force my kids to watch it....I'll pretend I'm not really forcing them so they don't resist.

You landed on post: 23,000 also.
A very happy belated congratulations, Nick.

Thank you. I noticed the 23,000 a couple days after it happened.

So now that I just looked, I also see that the 23032 post above was another palindrome.

It can be a comfort to believe we know where we are in the scheme of things.

Waxing Gibbous, 83% of the Moon is Illuminated

Anybody else want to go on a balloon ride around the world? Since I'm the captain, I can assure you that we're only floating in nice weather, day and night, and there will be no bandits shooting at our balloon.

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ad_301x450.jpg

I'll see if I can find a working web version of it, and if so, then update my Short Subjects topic with this feature very shortly thereafter (the details).

I also found a context for your "Mr. Irrelevant" post:

Livermead House Webcam

and while I don't venture to, and uniquely shy away from, facebook links, most oftentimes, I did happen to find they use the exact same picture you did for this group, or notice, page, whatever it may be called.

Torquay's Big Moon (Balloon) | Facebook

Jet,
I appreciate your highly developed internet fact finding talents. I checked your Short Subjects thread but I see you didn't yet find Red Balloon on the web. But now that I see other cool shorts in there, I'll check those out over time. Thanks.

Oy, now that you mention it, I have found it...

Albert Lamorisse «Le Ballon Rouge» (1956) on Vimeo

Might update it this late nite now that the hardest part (finding a streaming, clickable, playable version) has thus been conquered.

Next in my queue after sharing is:
a Chaplin featurette (if I can find one)
a Lloyd short (also, if I am fortunate)
a Laurel and Hardy short comedy (dig one up)

I don't know why it is so hard to maintain my Cartoon thread, but until I become a moderator, which I fear is never going to happen, I might as well just stop trying to meticulously curate my themes, because no one else cares much about them, and without a sovereign hand over what is being contributed, I'm left to feel like schlemiel when I ask for the tiniest things in order to ensure contuinity and expectant quality.

Jet, you do seem to me to be the prime candidate for Quality Assurance President of the Internet.

Thanks for the Red Balloon Vimeo. Since I have an account there now, I "liked" it to my collection. My "collection" is still quite sparse and included only two videos of my car at the dyno tuning session, which was the reason I joined Vimeo so I can share those with other semi-interested motorheads. Now I have come to like Vimeo a lot ...and I mean like, not just like.
why they call it blow off valve on Vimeo

I've liked vimeo for quite a while now as well, but I'm not there often enough to favorite or find the real treasures in videos.
I do post the ones I have found to like vey shortly after finding them, however, so all you may need to do is search "Jet's posts + vimeo" to get a good taste of what I like, and have seen, thus far.

It's not like youtube too similarly, as vimeo seems much more professional, much more geared toward quality "film" content (also HD content), and overall, has a much more mature feeling of community, which I haven't seen displayed by youtube since 2006.

And I do like my quality; I may be the only one thinks so, but when quality content is pursued and uncovered, then naturally, so should the quality discussion of the content's aim and meaning, in essence, comes to follow.

I haven't been able to capture that << "discussion after the content" bit with much success, but still, that is my oerall aim here, with all that I do, and all that I intend.


(by the way, I think I need send off a quarter-dozen pms about such and such things on my mind... and maybe, finally, get my processes in order to do all that I have set forth I was gonna, as previously stated here, in TLTE!)

To get a good taste,
I have at it with my tongue,
await reactions.

My nose also knows what to do. Sometimes I'm surprised how smart it is.

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Shaun Tan’s The Arrival is a wonderful story of immigration, strangeness,
and assimilation. It’s always disappointing when a comic has a cover much
cooler than the actual art inside; this is not the case with The Arrival at all.
This wordless fantasy invites endless re-reading, and it will probably
captivate kids as much as adults.

I couldn’t recommend it any more.

So little time, so much to know.

John: Hey, Jeremy, must you always talk in rhyme?
Jeremy: Ha-ha!
If I spoke prose, you'd all find out
I don't know what I talk about!
Ad hoc, ad loc and quid pro quo!
So little time, so much to know!

George: Hey! There's a Cyclops!
Paul: Can't be. It's got two eyes.
John: Must be a "bicycle-ops" then.
Ringo: There's another one.
John: A whole "cyclopedia"!

It wasn't all that long ago we had mentioned helicopters.
The EAA will be in full-swing come Monday.

The small planes come from all corners. They fall in line to land,
right over my abode, every summer.

This fellow flew his helicopter from France to attend the happening.
Frenchman Crosses the Atlantic in a Homebuilt Helicopter

That's a brave man, and confident in his mechanical abilities, to fly that little thing across the Atlantic.

I love airshows. Your reminder reminds me to see when a local one is scheduled.

I want to become a helicopter pilot.

I recall this post:

http://www.tfproject.org/tfp/tilted-...ml#post2363630

He posted in this thread a few times.

Such disappointment.
You must need fear nothing worse
can still sustain you.

Jetty, that book, The Arrival:
I'm going to see if its available at the library.

When I grow up I want to be a sky pilot or a rocket man. Or a fireman.

I know none of yous blokes care but I just got back from a weekend away up north.
Went to Newman and back some 2664 kilometers travelled.
Left Friday night and back home this morning (Monday)
Some of you may recall my mum passed away a while back.
We took her ashes up to put them alongside my sister who is buried there.

We got to talking to some tourist in Newman, and he asked me where were headed to, so I says, "just going out to the station to bury my Mum, she in the bus..." The look on his face!

.

Sorry to hear about your mum, Zook. I hope you had a nice memorial for her, and your sister.

My mom wants my attention...
a transglobal kick in the head works.
Peace & joy, 1Zooksport2.

We care.

Good to see you here & about, Zooks.

Zooks story about his mum reminded me of my own ashes, which some day my wife, children, or whoever may have to decide what to do with. Maybe I should give them some ideas that appeal to me now. A handful in a couple different rivers, some in the ocean surf. Sprinkle some on the grave of my dad, and perhaps my own mum will be there next to him by that time. She's still kicking pretty good now, though not kicking me in the head like Ocm?'s mom. He probably deserves it.

http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5...57hso1_500.gif
Histoire de l’Oeil

(time never stops for us, does it?)

- - -
+ bonus

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(I can never deal with goodbyes - I never know what to say. And that leaves me speechless; if not feeling cold, as well.)

Something's to be said
for remaining speechless, but,
I never heard it.

What do you read into ink-blots?

Thinking: "I know I've seen this one before."

I'll quote you on that,
but without attribution -
you know how I am.

Just leaving the light on...

I like it when she leaves her hat on, too.

I'll just say I found this a few months ago, and it reminded me enough of a previous venture I featured here, in which I wonder if both of these mini-blogs are authored by one and the same.

http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kv...e73ho1_500.png
Girls with Stubbed Toes Making Faces (18 pics)
(I still don't get this prevalent use of the file format ".PNG")

Previously:

I recommend steel toe shoes to prevent toe stubbing. I just got a pair of DeWalt's last weekend since they wouldn't let me work at the plant I needed to go do something unless I had them.

Go ahead, jump all over my toes, but careful not to sprain your ankle.

I also remembered: I stubbed my toe way early this morning as I was hopping into bed.

Eerie. (I wonder if I influence my own coincidences at this point?)

- - -

aside:

I always say I'm too busy and I never have time to even accomplish a quarter of the things I start, think about, or even come across and never remember to research even once more (in essence: I write reminders to myself to forget about things), but then again, I think I always find at least several hours a day to just stare off into the nothingness that is my inverted cloud of sentience, and I, again, wonder, "what am I doing here?".

It sucks kinectly moving in place. You get tired from going absolutely nowhere.

I'm hesitating to say something trite, but ...it's nice to take your body someplace once in a while, but I think letting your mind wander around the universe is also very interesting and stimulating.

http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5...6f9yo1_500.jpg
You can’t get there from here: Path to Happiness

It seems all I do lately is is swim around in serendipity's pool
(though, I'll admit, I can't swim, ride a bike, and after numerous years, I still cannot hold a conversation in Japanese).

I believe it to be courtesy of me being on the cutting edge, yet also a lazy enough, free-wheeling kind-of-guy that waits around long enough for that "new" piece of news I've discovered to not be so new anymore, but somehow, transmogrophies into being uncannily relevant to whatever on hand is being discussed (as illustrated above).

What makes you happy, on a Thursday?

I was hoping for 72F and clear, but tomorrow around here seems like it will be 90F with scattered thunderstorms. I do like thunder, though, so I'll make the best of it...as if I could do anything else about it.

(man, I saved this months ago, and still haven't shared it - filmed during the week of Coachella festival.)

Once his ass went down,
he could have used gravity
more productively.

-reminds me of myself.

everything reminds me of my dog

quick note:

can one help me recall a quotable along the lines of:
' ... all life is bitter, miserable, short ...'

It really surprised me that i could not even pinpoint or recall one definite word or phrasing from such an everlasting quote (in my mind) but I have. Only other thing is that I believe the quote is attributed to one of the founding fathers, or someone of the ilk...

notables include John Locke, Thomas Paine, Jean Jacques Rousseau, Voltaire, Douglas Adams... names and personages from that era stated something along the lines of "life sucks... and then you die", but i can't figure which one of them said it.

Been trying and trying, but all of the aforementioned seem generally upbeat about their lives, so it's conundrum as to where I plucked this memory from, and who it serves.

Probably not what you have in mind, Jet. But since I like Harriet, here's a shot:

"Yes Eliza, it's all misery, misery, misery! My life is bitter as wormwood; the very life is burning out of me. I'm a poor, miserable, forlorn drudge; I shall only drag you down with me, that's all. What's the use of our trying to do anything, trying to know anything, trying to be anything? What's the use of living? I wish I was dead!"
- Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin, Ch. 2

I also like Emily Dickenson but she probably didn't say that.

Life might be bitter,
& surely not long enough,
beating its ending.

Sylvia Plath?

I wonder if TFP will be here in 20 years, 40 years, and how long this thread might be then? We can watch this longest thread over the coming years, see who among us lives longest, and I hope we're all blessed with happiness in our twilight years and until then.

What penetration
TFP will ever have
will prove statistics.

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ChristWire

I found this interesting report on your link, Ocm?

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...astubation.jpg

Nick, does the red line
go through the blue with purpose
spontaneously?

Allo.

Thank you for the replies. I do not believe it to be any of the above, I still think it was some 18th century scholar / philospher who had some ties into the American Revolutionary period, but since they all seem pretty upbeat about life, I'm wondering if I just don't know of his name right now.

I was pretty sure it was either Paine, Voltaire or Locke, but I haven't found such a quotable from then yet that resembles this mantra of "life is gloomy, but we still have it".

What the heck is that over there????? --------->



.

By golly, I think it might be the International Space Station!!!!

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...escope/ISS.jpg

International Space seems
very firmly twixt our ears, beyond
our meager comprehension.

p.s.

Annoying pragmatism:
Additional labor providing
selfsame limiting results.

I can't believe how powerful my brain is. I can think of anything! And no batteries, fuel cells, or solar panels required is a plus.

Such moments, lasting longest,
becoming things you can't let go of,
by no means merely endured.

Ocm? I especially like that one ^ . It resonates between my ears, with a side node from head to toe.

that's a very long leap one must mae in order to move the chains.

Is the Canadian Football league any good? Is College Football any better?

It is intensely hard to compare the values of the others when measured to the Standard.

- - -

... was right the first time.

This is Erik Satie's Gymnopédies (modern take).

A little while ago I just washed my car in the rain. Pretty neat, I didn't have to rinse it. Then it stopped and I dried it and covered it. Now I'm here again.

The above original classical piece is just a perfect soundtrack to rain I think (usually a slow light drizzle, not really to a maelstrom outside).

I have something related to Satie in my music collection, on LP I think. But I forgot exactly what. I think it was some kind of jazz played by somebody else, but perhaps Satie's composition...not sure. Now that I'm in the midst of organizing my music, I'll find it soon. I'm transferring everything I have to my itouch.

Since I have only about 1/2 gig of space left, I was thinking I need one with more storage than the measly old 8 gig itouch I inherited from my son. Maybe Santa will bring me one of the 160 gig jobies. Or it might make more sense to just sync different music libraries and keep the one I have.

As a wet blanket,
our lead has slipped a hundred
& still it's counting.

(I only posted
once or thrice in the meantime,
so don't look at me...)

After we reached our goal here, I started posting again in the "word" thread. Since then I think I've posted there more than here.

But if this thread falls behind, that may be a call to words! ...the pen being mightier than the sword etc.

pen for close combat, sword for distance and sharpness.

hi MOAB...longest time no see. The spirit lives on.