Tuesday, March 27, 2012

getting funny dreams again and again

Went to town today.
waste of time.
and money.
nothing happening.
the whole town lining up for free sausages at Uncle Bills.
that's the way dudes.
otherwise tumbling tumbleweeds.
erkkkkk......
just been to the RNZAF site for some piccies for their 75th birthday but except for a meagre little gallery no historical stuff.
maybe I cant find them but I have tried before.
Is all the WW11 stuff still restricted or something?
who is hogging all the pictures?
no matter.
maybe they are all pretending to be as modern as rod fyfes haircut.
$110 to hear him and a RAF Typhoon pilot shoot the line.
sorry guys but I don't have that sort of bread lying around.
well I know what it is but
I cant explain.
Laurie Baer of the V.U.W. School of Language.
welcome to the post modern world where people just do as they like.
how do you like a 'ham of the bone sandwhich' dude?
everything in New Zealand is supplied by the lowest bidder including language and it shows.
anyway Laurie read Winton Marsalis' book, 'Moving To Higher Ground", or How Jazz can change your life.
he tells a story of some kid jamming with an old school jazzer in public and who went "OUT" as they say in the first chorus. The Leader stopped the music and asked the kid what he was doing.
"I'm just playing what I feel", said the Kid.
well feel something in Bflat motherfucker or get off the stand.
oops I'm sorry.
you are not allowed to be horrible to kids these days.
they become traumatised and emotionally scarred for life.
and you know that only their own truths count.
looking up a dictionary or asking someone is below the dignity of anyone with an ipad or a remote control.

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