I wasn't sure about this one to begin with, but it grew on me over the space of 24 hours of uninterrupted listening. Wheeee! You can rate it under the Word Association menu to the left.
So. Despite false claims to the contrary QANTAS, at least on domestic flights within Australia, are no longer checking photographic ID on checkin. I've managed to check in TWICE, give them my luggage (including the stuff given to the special/oversize baggage people) and merrily make my way through security without even being asked for ID at all. If I were some kind of criminal that wanted to do horrible things mid-flight, I would be terribly upset at having spent good money on fake identification that was never used.
In all the years of flying, I have never before been able to checkin without having some kind of identification that gives a general prod at the idea that I am who I say I am. Now I have no idea who I am.
Next time you're told that the latest breach of your civil liberties is for all of our safety and so-called security remember to point out to the rent-a-cop you're speaking to that it's all fucking bullshit. I'm no fan of all of these measures they've implemented to appease the uneducated masses (and lets face it, few of us really believe that taking off our shoes and having bottled water confiscated is going make us any safer) and this just shows that they really have no idea what they're doing or how they're supposed to be approaching the problem that they've described.
OK. So I never ever thought I'd be in a situation where I had to rush Grandma out of a restaurant after she had told the other patrons in the restaurant that she had wanted to warn them earlier that food was utterly putrid. Other key phrases included:
You can't let a small child eat that!
That's assuming the food poisoning doesn't hit us before we leave
Well if it's not chilli sauce, what is it?
Aren't you going to go up for seconds?
I'm glad you didn't waste your money on this -- the government gave me mine to waste however I choose and what better way?
I've just put some food in Tiddles' bowl and it smells much more appetising than the rubbish at that place
My stomach is grizzling already -- perhaps we should have our stomachs pumped
Run! Save yourselves. There's no hope for us -- we've already eaten!
She also said that she wasn't worried about a civil court case, as they'd have to to prove in court that the food wasn't poisonous and putrid.
I suspect that Grandma will have been chased out of Cootamundra by morning. End of the week at the latest. We had a great time though.
As we all know, I'm not much info things outside and I'm certainly no Alice Singleton. However, I had an idea for some somewhat creative photography and my recent drive up to Cootamundra in New South Wales gave me the necessary subjects I needed. Whether it's a futile effort or not, I'll leave up to the viewer.
You can get a closeup view by clicking the above thumbnail. Let me know what you think.
So I've had a bunch of concerned citizens pointing out that a previous post about allergies to nuts (and I'm not talking about pregnancy) was somewhat incorrect. Apparently it's not Anthropomorphic Shock, but rather Anachronistic Shock, which I understand is where the body, in response to the intake of nuts, becomes extremely intolerant to things being out of chronological order.
I've often wondered why it is that everything I buy makes some kind of statement about the possibility of containing nuts or nut products. I was talking to someone the other day about it and they were explaining why and that it had something to do with a terrible affliction that they suffered.
This person was telling me that when they eat nuts, terrible, life-threatening things happen to them in a process called Anthropomorphic Shock. I gather that when a person with this affliction eats some kind of nut or nut product, they begin to see animals and inanimate objects talking to them, smoking pipes and tap dancing.
We all know I don't fly well. Not because I have a problem being up in the air, but more that I don't like other people and don't like the glaring contradictions and flaws in so-called security policies. I was very well behaved, but I wrote some stuff down. It actually goes along with a piece of music I recorded a draft of earlier.
Shoes and watches Belt buckles and coins Don't bring it up We know there's no point
Don't try and question Or understand We'll hate you and give you A terrorist brand
It's not about safety It's not to secure It's all about ego And mine over yours
Water and toothpaste Are banned, but of course Now clutch your ankles And think of warm thougts
Last time we said That that was OK That was this morning And this is today
Don't try to fight it Or start thinking all free Or making wild claims of Inconsistency
Day upon day We all do our best To create your delays And put plans to the test
There's no way to measure Our use or success We could be making it worse It's anyone's guess
Each time you fly You'll be greeted by me The trans-sensibility Authority
So I intended to record another thing when I recorded that last thing, but instead I recorded something else because the first another thing lost something in the day or so since I last thought about it. Anyway, here's the latest thing. The working title is March Of The Circus Freaks. It's currently really early on in its life, so it's currently quite repetitive with a few tiny variations (that's what musicians call wrong notes).
Nothing funny in this posting, but plenty to laugh at. The stuff that was intended to be funny is probably above or below this one.
So I have a collection of riffs and musical phrases that I've put together over the years and haven't done anything useful with. Tonight I revisited one that's kinda interesting. It's interesting because it's very modal and lends itself to a number of very different uses. I initially recorded it as a basic metal riff with two guitars in unison and harmony. Later, I rearranged it into a conflicting left and right hand part for piano (and had a computer play it because I can't play piano for shit). Now I've done something else with it. It probably more resembles the piano track than anything else, but I enjoyed playing with dynamics more than I have.
It's another one of these single-guitar, single-take things that I've been excreting of late. It's quite raw in production (used my portable rig again) and composition (I suck), but it's workable. Again, the only post-processing was normalisation. If I wanted to put it on a CD alongside other stuff, there's a couple of peaks I'd shave with compression and renormalise it....
In all the years of flying, I have never before been able to checkin without having some kind of identification that gives a general prod at the idea that I am who I say I am. Now I have no idea who I am.
Next time you're told that the latest breach of your civil liberties is for all of our safety and so-called security remember to point out to the rent-a-cop you're speaking to that it's all fucking bullshit. I'm no fan of all of these measures they've implemented to appease the uneducated masses (and lets face it, few of us really believe that taking off our shoes and having bottled water confiscated is going make us any safer) and this just shows that they really have no idea what they're doing or how they're supposed to be approaching the problem that they've described.
Wankers.
She also said that she wasn't worried about a civil court case, as they'd have to to prove in court that the food wasn't poisonous and putrid.
I suspect that Grandma will have been chased out of Cootamundra by morning. End of the week at the latest. We had a great time though.
As we all know, I'm not much info things outside and I'm certainly no Alice Singleton. However, I had an idea for some somewhat creative photography and my recent drive up to Cootamundra in New South Wales gave me the necessary subjects I needed. Whether it's a futile effort or not, I'll leave up to the viewer.
You can get a closeup view by clicking the above thumbnail. Let me know what you think.
This person was telling me that when they eat nuts, terrible, life-threatening things happen to them in a process called Anthropomorphic Shock. I gather that when a person with this affliction eats some kind of nut or nut product, they begin to see animals and inanimate objects talking to them, smoking pipes and tap dancing.
Shoes and watches
Belt buckles and coins
Don't bring it up
We know there's no point
Don't try and question
Or understand
We'll hate you and give you
A terrorist brand
It's not about safety
It's not to secure
It's all about ego
And mine over yours
Water and toothpaste
Are banned, but of course
Now clutch your ankles
And think of warm thougts
Last time we said
That that was OK
That was this morning
And this is today
Don't try to fight it
Or start thinking all free
Or making wild claims of
Inconsistency
Day upon day
We all do our best
To create your delays
And put plans to the test
There's no way to measure
Our use or success
We could be making it worse
It's anyone's guess
Each time you fly
You'll be greeted by me
The trans-sensibility
Authority
Comments? Suggestions?
So I have a collection of riffs and musical phrases that I've put together over the years and haven't done anything useful with. Tonight I revisited one that's kinda interesting. It's interesting because it's very modal and lends itself to a number of very different uses. I initially recorded it as a basic metal riff with two guitars in unison and harmony. Later, I rearranged it into a conflicting left and right hand part for piano (and had a computer play it because I can't play piano for shit). Now I've done something else with it. It probably more resembles the piano track than anything else, but I enjoyed playing with dynamics more than I have.
It's another one of these single-guitar, single-take things that I've been excreting of late. It's quite raw in production (used my portable rig again) and composition (I suck), but it's workable. Again, the only post-processing was normalisation. If I wanted to put it on a CD alongside other stuff, there's a couple of peaks I'd shave with compression and renormalise it....
Comments, suggestions and complaints welcome.