from Universal Resource Locator for Sector Seven (the exact center of the universe) blog
standing on water
walking on styrofoam
moving through time and space
like a Bach Sonata
in a wetsuit
reverberation echoes
inside water tubes
like old-time laughter
that I long-ago
forgot all about
originally posted by dave p on monday july 19, 2004, 11:55 am pst
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
surf guitar 101: member's song compilation
Surf Guitar 101 now features an MP3 compilation of 33 member's surf tunes.
Each MP3 was created and submitted by a member of the Surf Guitar 101 web-community.
The compilation is located here.
Please download the MP3s to help webmaster Brian conserve bandwidth...and enjoy the reverberation!
Each MP3 was created and submitted by a member of the Surf Guitar 101 web-community.
The compilation is located here.
Please download the MP3s to help webmaster Brian conserve bandwidth...and enjoy the reverberation!
Thursday, May 26, 2005
a cool tale of post-modern urban rebellion (by patrick)
From the Padd E. Boy Blog
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
There Will Be No More Questions - One Small Rebellion, In My Own Fashion
Just this morning I walked into Starbucks for some tea, and the spiffy, short spikey-haired alternative guy started aksing me a million questions, like they always do at Starbucks, trying to prove some point about super duper really good service: Would you like a sleeve? Would you like honey with that? Room for cream? Do you want this? Do you want that? in that annoying happy little overly caffeinated Starbucks voice.
And so I, like the cool tea-drinking tough guy I am, blurted out - "OK, no more questions, just give me the tea." This clearly shook the young coffee maker, as well as the other customers in line. People go to Starbucks for that very reason, to express identity in their special unique combination of cup sizes and coffees and flavors and foams and milks, to show the world who they really are. No one 'just wants a damn drink." The Starbucks order of things had been altered. I had dared to disturb the corporate American cofffee house chain universe. I rebelled in my own fashion against the very standard and protocol of all that is Starbucks: fifty five million ways to server fifity million different goddamn drinks. Just gimme the fucking beverage, would ya??!!
The guy got flustered, looked for a way to save face, did his best to hold back giving me some me lip, which I am sure he wanted (and had a right) to do. Instead, he joked a little, "would you like water with that?" "Yeah, I said, preferably hot." Then, he had forgotten which kind of tea, so I nicely reminded him, feeling a little sorry for him. I've never been a very good tough guy. And, I don't think tough guys drink tea.
- posted by Patrick @ 11:31 AM
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
There Will Be No More Questions - One Small Rebellion, In My Own Fashion
Just this morning I walked into Starbucks for some tea, and the spiffy, short spikey-haired alternative guy started aksing me a million questions, like they always do at Starbucks, trying to prove some point about super duper really good service: Would you like a sleeve? Would you like honey with that? Room for cream? Do you want this? Do you want that? in that annoying happy little overly caffeinated Starbucks voice.
And so I, like the cool tea-drinking tough guy I am, blurted out - "OK, no more questions, just give me the tea." This clearly shook the young coffee maker, as well as the other customers in line. People go to Starbucks for that very reason, to express identity in their special unique combination of cup sizes and coffees and flavors and foams and milks, to show the world who they really are. No one 'just wants a damn drink." The Starbucks order of things had been altered. I had dared to disturb the corporate American cofffee house chain universe. I rebelled in my own fashion against the very standard and protocol of all that is Starbucks: fifty five million ways to server fifity million different goddamn drinks. Just gimme the fucking beverage, would ya??!!
The guy got flustered, looked for a way to save face, did his best to hold back giving me some me lip, which I am sure he wanted (and had a right) to do. Instead, he joked a little, "would you like water with that?" "Yeah, I said, preferably hot." Then, he had forgotten which kind of tea, so I nicely reminded him, feeling a little sorry for him. I've never been a very good tough guy. And, I don't think tough guys drink tea.
- posted by Patrick @ 11:31 AM
Friday, May 20, 2005
killing bugs
a cool little article about killing bugs from The Daily Elightenment
"All beings tremble at violence. Life is dear to all. Putting oneself in the place of another, one should neither kill nor cause to kill."
-The Buddha (Dhammapada)
Even among many Buddhists, who agree that it is right to respect life, sometimes find it hard not to swat insects and other "pests" - doing so habitually, out of irritation and lack of mindfulness. Perhaps we should place ourselves in the shoes of these tiny creatures. Are we not much larger "pests" to them, who irritate them much more than they irritate us, especially with our gestures of violence? "Pests" is a relative term then, depending on the angle you view from. The problem is not the pests, but our lack of kindness, which leads us to see them as pests. We can either be "pests" to each other or friends with one another - Why not respect each other instead? Live and let live.
But what about "dangerous pests" which can cause disease? Well, is it not our fault of not keeping the house clean that attracts them? How can we invite them to leave, if we must? Never underestimate the practice of radiating Metta (Loving-kindness). Remember the case of the Buddha using Metta to calm an angry elephant stampeding towards Him? Even insects, which are very sensitive to energies, can sense your well wishes, and decide to "make way" for you.
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