Thursday, March 31, 2005

reality squares my fish

What goes on inside those strange places that create such wonderful things like cookies, crackers and tea-biscuits?

Everyone wonders this at some point in their lives - usually while eating one of the aforesaid snacks. It's one of the main questions of the universe. Well, I found out today that some of the things I imagined are actually true. On Monday, March 7th, McVities (producers of tasty tea biscuits and chocolate-covered digestives) revealed their new crumb test dummy. Now instead of just enjoying the cookie, count and weigh the crumbs to make sure you are getting your money's worth (and not destroying your keyboard).

There's a new visual force in the blogosphere. My esteemed compadre has let her fish lead her to sharing her view of the world with all of us lesser mortals. Since she has always been an aesthetic detail in my own little world, this makes me very happy. Visit the Tourist to see the world through her eyes.

Perhaps I see the world the way I do because my brain lands exactly in the middle of the brain sex ID test. In some ways I think more like a female and in other ways, more like a male and it all evens out to the fact that I think entirely like a mysfit. But then I already knew that.

See the strange thing about all of this is that reality almost never falls in line with my fish. In fact, I often have to do things the other way round and square my fish with reality, retaining the altered view somewhere in a back-up file.

So let's celebrate Thursday, for tomorrow may never come....

BE PREPARED!

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Happy Birthday, Vincent!

"And my aim in my life is to make pictures and drawings, as many and as well as I can; then, at the end of my life, I hope to pass away, looking back with love and tender regret, and thinking, 'Oh, the pictures I might have made!'"
-Vincent van Gogh, Letter 338, 19 November 1883

Today is Vincent van Gogh's birthday. He was born in the Netherlands in 1853. For more info about him and his paintings just follow your fish to the Van Gogh Gallery. (Sometimes this site is a little slow, but it is well worth the wait.)

Tuesday, March 29, 2005


Most definitely.

To understand just how important the above sign is follow your fish to the Darwin Awards and learn about those who have done the human race a favor by removing themselves from the genepool. For example:

"3 February 1990, Washington
The following mind-boggling attempt at a crime spree appeared to be the robber's first, due to his lack of a previous record of violence, and his terminally stupid choices:

1. His target was H&J Leather & Firearms. A gun shop.
2. The shop was full of customers - firearms customers.
3. To enter the shop, the robber had to step around a marked police patrol car parked at the front door.
4. A uniformed officer was standing at the counter, having coffee before work.

Upon seeing the officer, the would-be robber announced a holdup, and fired a few wild shots. The officer and a clerk promptly returned fire, covered by several customers who also drew their guns, thereby removing the confused criminal from the gene pool.
No one else was hurt."

the fish is infinite

if the universe is 28 billion miles across from horizon to horizon but only 14 million years old and, given that nothing can travel faster than light, how, then, could the microwave radiation at the horizon's edges have achieved the thermal equilibrium we now observe?  a cosmologist's nightmare, that.  maybe i'll have to figure it out.  i may even reveal the solution at our next show.


happy anarchy
sat 4/2 11pm
wild spirits
1843 1st ave
ny ny
w/ dead language


check us out on podcastnyc.net.  you can get our music and more local artists to put into your ipods or brand new psp, which i have on good authority will revolutionize the way we deal with personal media.  we're going from appointment gaming to whenever gaming, he said to me.  those are some fun new buzzwords.

myspace?  be our friend!  myspace.com/happyanarchy.

cabbie, quick!  follow that fish!

see us: www.happyanarchy.com
write us: happyanarchy@happyanarchy.com

-t-

Monday, March 28, 2005

challenge in the blogosphere, part two

find it here, courtesy of forgottenmachine.

so, it took a while for me to get to this but here's my poem, for posterity as well:

I have fifteen minutes to
worship at your feet,
my lady of abandon--
but where others hear
the whispers of gods,
and see the goddess
in your shadow,
--I see only desecration

In despair
I would wrap fists in your hair,
Smash blood from water,
And sit in your empty throne.
But I am stuck staring at your picture
and there is no time for miracles.

Behind your divinity veil
your eyes are closed
and Cerberus stands resolute before you
but if you can't face the world,
how can I?

DON'T PANIC!


This is really true - try it.

I got this from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy website. As a big fan of Douglas Adams and all his works, I was worried about how bad a Hitchhiker's Guide movie could be.

I'm not so worried any more.

The movie comes out in April, Douglas Adams wrote the screenplay (though he died in 2001 while working on it) and Alan Rickman is playing the voice of Marvin, the paranoid android ("Here I am, brain the size of a planet and they ask me to help you navigate. Call that job satisfaction? 'Cause I don't.").

If you are a fan of science-fiction, have a sense of humor and adventure or are an alien who has been trapped on earth pretending to be an out-of-work actor - read the book, then see the movie. At least check out the website.

Remember, the guide is always right - it's reality that's often inaccurate.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

catch of the day

So I had a great idea.

Unfortunately like most great ideas, accomplishing it is 1) taking longer than expected because 2) the path to reach it has changed and 3) it may not be practical in the end.

Actually, I did accomplish my goal. Quite easily, I must say. All it took was a little research and a little programming and voila... However, there were unforeseeable consequences such that no one else could see the wonderful thing that I had made.

So until further events occur, the catch of the day may or may not have a picture on this site (mostly dependent upon the fish, of course). But, for those of you who care, I will aspire not to let you down. I catch new fish everyday and to find out what today's catch is, you must follow your fish to catch of the day.

Today's catch shall be posted, picture and all - see below. For today's catch has a special place in my heart.

The White Shark


For more information about this beautiful and dangerous creature check out The Monterey Bay Aquarium where they have one of the first White Shark to survive living in captivity.

Monday, March 21, 2005

the fish sings

(la la la la la la la)
(mi mi mi mi mi mi mi)

Happy Birthday to you! (one day late)
Happy Birthday to you! (one day late)
Happy Birthday to Jenn See!
Happy Birthday to you!!!!!

love me

Friday, March 18, 2005


zoomquilt

maybe the fish is hungover

The fish is awefully quiet today - probablly still recovering from yesterday - so if you feel you must comment, please keep the volume down and the lights low.

The Zoomquilt
This is one of the collest thing I've seen in a long time.

A most amazing collaborative graphic art project. You'll see a strip of text and instructions to click on the bottom. Then there's a scene. Click and drag upward very slowly and you'll move forward. Drag down and you'll move back.
It's a loop so you'll eventually end up back where you started.

Stop frequently and take a good look. It's way-cool!

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.

When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven!

-Irish Toasts courtesy of the Unusual Trivia Collection

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

The Unfinished Fish

I don't know why the fish always leads me back to fractals - to pieces of itself - building pictures within pictures and selves within selves. Here we find the fish has many alleys to explore and a myriad of marvels to wonder at. Have you followed the fish enough to learn something new, see something pretty, or challenge a long held belief? Have you faced the threat of choas and returned unscathed? Have you faced your fear? Have you followed the fish?

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

a few words about today's catch of the day

If you'll notice on the side-bar I added a section called "catch of the day", which will most likely change every day. I wanted to say a few things about today's catch: The Puffer Fish.

Not only will this amazing fish help us to better understand the human genome but the toxin in its skin can help ease pain in cancer patients. For more information see:

  • GNN: The Pufferfish
  • C&E News: Painkilling Puffers
  • Monday, March 14, 2005

    it's monday, let the fish fly free

    It's amazing how one thing leads to another, often totally unrelated thing-- (which is probably how you got to the fish). So now, join me in following the fish, from one thing to another...

    Follow the flying fish

    to see some "picture pages" as my esteemed partner refers to them -- beautiful, nay? Pause for a moment and then it's off to Easter Island,

    the fish takes us through the Bermuda Triangle on the way to Monday, March 14th.

    (Note: just because you have an explanation for something - like static electricity - doesn't mean you have a reason for the disappearances - three more last year.)

    Today is Einstein's Birthday.
    This most notable man was born in the year 1879.

    Also, Karl Marx - the social philosopher, not the part of the Marx Brothers comedy team - died today in 1883.

    And here the fish will leave you with a closing thought:
    "If you cannot convince them, confuse them." -Harry S. Truman

    Wednesday, March 09, 2005

    kick-boxing shrimp and the definition of bullshit

    "But what is bullshit, exactly? By which I mean: What are its defining characteristics? What is its Platonic essence? How does bullshit differ from such precursors as humbug, poppycock, tommyrot, hooey, twaddle, balderdash, claptrap, palaver, hogwash, buncombe (or "bunk"), hokum, drivel, flapdoodle, bullpucky, and all the other pejoratives"?

    Defining Bullshit;
    A philosophy professor says it's a process, not a product.
    -If you, or any of your fiends have ever wondered about such things, as I know I have -- I mean I often stay awake all night worrying about the Platonic essence of bullshit in all of its plethora of forms -- many of your answers can be found in this article.

    As for the kick-boxing shrimp, I think there's not much I can say until you read the article. One thing I will comment on though -- there is no way that this:

    could possibly have "the most brutal, attack of any predator".

    Monday, March 07, 2005

    standing on the fish

    Sunday, March 06, 2005

    today i will stand on the fish

    So--Enough!
    that my head will not touch my feet before the altar
    that there is enough weight in my body to let my mind float
    free but not clear
    that i am still sick and cannot see
    that my job does not understand me not understand my job
    that it is friday but not late enough
    that i am still me that i am still me that i am
    Enough!

    i can't create enough paper dolls to fill my day
    with paper dresses and paper cars
    let's fly paper airplanes to Jersey
    and we will be gods for a day
    (if we could just get out of Vegas)

    i will not get to break today
    and i know this is my choice
    i cannot write poetry writes me
    i don't know if i add to productivity
    or just convolute my convulsing friends

    i will not stand for this

    hey babe, are you still there?
    will you look over my shoulder
    to hold my hand as i peer through misting eyes
    to engage the start button?
    will you look over?
    I hear half heard beats and rhymes from
    somewhere
    behind my addiction and there is still a hidden fee
    somewhere

    why does my liver quaiver at the idea
    of getting well enough to stand on the fish
    today i will stand on the fish and forget
    that your testing eyes
    have nothing to do with me

    mysfit is in da fish

    Tuesday, March 01, 2005

    the fish has a riddle for you

    What fish has six senses (possibly even 7)?

    For the answer and an explanation click here

    i wish it were Saturday, but if wishes were fishes...

    Feeling a bit under the weather today, so one simple post:

    SICK
    by Shel Silverstein

    "I cannot go to school today,"
    Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
    "I have the measles and the mumps,
    A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
    My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
    I'm going blind in my right eye.
    My tonsils are as big as rocks,
    I've counted sixteen chicken pox
    And there's one more--that's seventeen,
    And don't you think my face looks green?
    My leg is cut--my eyes are blue--
    It might be instamatic flu.
    I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
    I'm sure that my left leg is broke--
    My hip hurts when I move my chin,
    My belly button's caving in,
    My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
    My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
    My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
    I have a sliver in my thumb.
    My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
    I hardly whisper when I speak.
    My tongue is filling up my mouth,
    I think my hair is falling out.
    My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
    My temperature is one-o-eight.
    My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
    There is a hole inside my ear.
    I have a hangnail, and my heart is--what?
    What's that? What's that you say?
    You say today is. . .Saturday?
    G'bye, I'm going out to play!"