Airfare 1000.00 Hotel for 5 nights 1295.00 Watching your family swept
away by a tsunami PRICELESS
Hah hah......I saw a picture in today's paper of a bunch of bodies
floating in a sea-water swamp, face down, legs dangling unseen, only
their backs arched above the water. There were several hundred backs
mingled with the tidal debris. It was very intriguing, actually quite
artistic as far as pictures go. Some of the backs were round, some of
them quite V-shaped, the sort of back most body-builders would kill
for. I wondered what one might make of it if they didn't know what it
was, that it was a picture of a bunch of dead people floating in the
water. It looked like one of those Michaelangelo paintings with a
bunch of figures in it, only a bit more modern, more abstract. In
fact, that's what you do, you take that picture and put it under
intense light and etch it onto a heavy board of paper, then apply
varnish to it so it becomes a collage, a painting of sorts. Then you
put it in a frame and hang it on a museum wall. Looking at this
picture and not knowing what it really is, it might take someone a
while to exclaim, "Hey, that looks like a guy's back!" And then
another viewer might say, "Yeah, you're right. Look, there's another
one!" And then all the spectators in the gallery will begin to find
all sorts of crazy things in the painting, all sorts of weird forms,
the way a little kid sees wild and wonderful things in the changing
clouds. I'm telling you now, and I'm serious, someone could take that
newspaper picture and turn it into a real money-maker. No one would
have to know it came from the newspaper. Even the guy who took the
picture probably wouldn't recognize it. And even if he did, all that
would happen is a law suit. All struggling artists can use a good law
suit to get things rolling. If I had a scanner I'd show you the
picture, if you haven't already seen it. I'm telling you, it's a hell
of a picture.
>I'm telling you now, and I'm serious, someone could take that
> newspaper picture and turn it into a real money-maker.
Okay, so you reckon you're not trying to be a hardass? And WHOSE benefit
was this whole thing for? One person? If you had a valid point AND it was
funny I could get it.
Your nonsensical imagining/expansions about morbidity are not creating
material for you. I know of plenty of people (comics) who can hilariously
tackle morbid subjects. You can't seem to, not even simply, so don't.
You are purely self indulgent and what a fool I was to start reading you
again.
Sayonara Meter-Boy.
Sayonara Meter-Boy.
This is your interpretation. My report was actually sincere, even
if I did see humor in it. Unless you have seen the photo to which I
refer, you cannot claim to know for sure that my report was not valid.
I'm telling you the photo was a work of art, even if the guy who took
the shot may not know it. I didn't go looking for this, it hit me the
first time I looked at it. We all see things differently. This
picture struck me as a portrait of sorts. I could actually imagine it
hanging on a wall somewhere. It was a photo of a hundred or so bodies
floating in the water, but if it were framed and placed on a wall no
one would even have to know that for sure. It was simply a very good
photo. it was not graphic in a gory way. That's the way it hit me, as
a portrait. I thought that was sort of funny. What I find funny is of
course my own business. Why the argument? And I am not kidding when I
say that someone could take the photo and frame it and probably sell it
as a work of abstract art. If you saw the photo you might even agree.
But I have no way of knowing that for sure. By the way, I rarely use
the meter. I have advanced beyond that. The majority of my rides are
personals that come over the cell phone. I take these people where
they're going and tell them to just give me what they feel is fair. If
they're too far off the mark one way or the other I will let them know.
I am proud of that. if I am one thing, I am fair.
mike
<comi...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:1104771143....@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com...
> I care...really I do. Wait a minute...do you care what I care about? Prolly
> not. As you were.
Well, I care who Linda reads. I don't give a damn, but I do care.
Stu
> Its pretty self indulgent to think we care who you don't read.
"We?" "WE care?" Who's talkin' to YOU! Unless of course, you're the
person who speaks for everyone else. I couldn't care less who YOU or
anybody else I don't care about doesn't read. T'Joe cares that people read
him and we were talking about that particular point earlier.
How about you fuck off and mind your own business you snivelling little
toad?
"Linda H" <not...@nothing.com.au> wrote
And to Mike, look just shut up. That was the way I chose to try & get along
with TJoe, right way or wrong way and it didn't work. Get over it. I'm so
sorry I don't do things the way you'd like them done but at least you let me
know each and every time I slip up. So helpful and your obvious love for me
is precious.
I get along with Tommy Joe by worshipping him, in any way he desires.
But that's just me. For now.
mike
I despise people who worship me, especially when it's obvious. If
they can hide their worship behind what appears to be intelligent
agreement with my philosophy of life, then I will accept that, even
encourage it. But the mindless on-your-knees type of worship makes me
sick. So far your worshipping technique is acceptable to me,
Masterson. But please be careful not to cross the line into
'groupie-ville'. Blind worshippers make me sick. In fact, I'm
thinking about opening a 'Worship School', in which the proper
techniques for worship will be taught (by none other than me). After a
while some of my pupils will graduate and I will allow them to teach in
my absence. Every four months or so the worship students will be
rounded up without warning and forced to demonstrate their worship
technique. If it's found to be too obvious, too over the top - then
they will be immediately expelled from the school and will have to find
someone else to worship, or worship me from afar. Only those who know
the proper way to worship me will be allowed to worship up close and
personal. I hope you can understand this, Jeff. Allowing people to
worship you can be a dangerous thing. It takes courage to allow people
to worship you. It takes a generous person to allow others to bow
before them with genuine worship. As I say, it can be dangerous. If
you allow the wrong people to kneel at your altar you never know what
might happen next. I want genuine worshippers, not stalkers or overly
needful groupie types. That's what Charles Manson was for - for those
types. Anyway, so far you are doing a commendable job of worshipping
me. Keep up the good work. I hate to admit this, Masteron, but I
actually adore people who worship me.
Tommy Joe
> I despise people who worship me, especially when it's obvious.
> the mindless on-your-knees type of worship makes me
> sick.
> Tommy Joe
I worship your hate and sick.
Jeff (help I'm becoming Ollie) Masterson
I hardly ever make them so just settle down, girlie. Your pony is too tall.
mike
Since the T in Tsunami is silent, I wondering if we should call you,
"Ommy?"
That's what they call me when their mouths are full, if you know
what I mean. You know, when I made up the 'Tommy Tsunami' thing I
thought I was being real original. Then only a day or so later I
happened to notice in the newspaper that some garbage movie called
'Johnny Tsunami' was going to be on tv that night. Does this make me a
'hack' or a theif? I hope not. I want to be original. If I ever hit
the lottery I will pay someone to teach me how to be original. Then I
will become famous and make even more money and open up a school to
teach other people how to be original and then I'll make even more
money. The 'T' in tsunami is silent because when the villagers see it
coming they're basically speechless. See ya later, Ella...........
Don't worry about being original. If you win the lottery everyone will
tell you how marvelous you are anyway.
True, true, true......but I will never hit the lottery because I
don't play it. I remember when it first came out in California back in
the early eighties or whenever. I was dying for it to begin. I was
sure I was going to be the winner. I thought for sure God had it
planned for me to win the very first week. I even made all sorts of
promises to God that if I won I would donate a good percentage of the
winnings to charitable causes. A lot of people get rid of their old
friends when they hit the lottery. I was so convinced I was going to
win, I got rid of my friends in advance. Anyway, I didn't win the
first week, obviously, or you wouldn't be seeing my crap in this
newsgroup. And I didn't win the next week either. I never won. I
went broke playing the lottery. Then I turned to my friends and asked
them to loan me money so I could keep playing the lottery, but I forgot
that I had already gotten rid of them and they were no longer my
friends. I went broke and became homeless and lived in a box on Main
Street in downtown L.A......Now in all seriousness, I would love to
never work again. That's all I care about as far as winning the
lottery goes - buying the right to never have to work again. I'd even
pay people to not ask me for money. But truthfully, in an odd way
there is a part of me that would not like to hit the lottery, at least
not the really huge one. I really feel there's something kind of
obscene about it. But I wouldn't turn it down. That's it for talking
about the lottery. Life is a lottery. Every day you win something and
you don't even know it half the time. Adios for now.
Well put. I read an interesting story in GQ about this guy who won
something like $350 million and lost and or/ gave away a huge amount of
it, not only in taxes but in stupid things like titty bars and religious
organizations. Anyhow, I imagine he still has a lot of it, but it kinda
screwed up his life.
There's a saying that says something about whatever kind of a person you
are, you'll be a bigger version of yourself with more money. So if
you're an alcoholic, you'll be a bigger alcoholic...if you're generous,
you'll be more generous.
-Bill Henry
Back off Fella. I'm TJ's best friend and I'll don't want anyone saying
good stuff about him but me. Be Linda H's best friend. She's Australian.
Sorry, Jeff, but I must now respond to Mr. Fella's post about the
slob from Kentucky who won the lottery and blew a bunch of the cash and
wound up in jail on assorted small-time charges. I've been reading
about this guy for several years. His story is nothing special, but
it's special to the people who read about it because they know he won
all that money and that makes his story attractive. I know what you're
saying about money not changing anyone for the better, but I'd like a
shot at proving that adage wrong. The guy you're referring to, by the
way, had a lot of money before he hit the lottery - not millions, but
quite a bit of cash. He was well off financially - he didn't need the
money. I don't think the money changed him. It simply didn't change
him for the better. He was in trouble before he hit the lottery. I'm
a real cheapo. I don't get my news out of GQ. I read the newspapers,
two a day, and this guy's story is not new to me. It's interesting,
but not as interesting as people make it out to be, simply because he's
a guy who hit the lottery. Australia doesn't have a lottery that I
know of, but there's an office-pool type of thing going on down there
in which people are betting on how long it will be before the people
who run the island are forced to build a huge wall to keep out the poor
people from other countries who will be arriving there soon in rafts
and canoes and small aircraft. In all seriousness, I believe a person
who knows himself well could probably make wise use of the lottery
winnings, even giving away huge portions of it just the way people feel
good about cleaning out their closets now and then. Most people want
to buy a house. Fuck that. They want a lawn. Nothing but a
horizontal wall. I'll take a nice apartment and the freedom that comes
with not having to work ever again.
Absolutely. Interesting stuff. Back in the 60s there was a tv
show called 'The Millionaire', about a guy who gave away a million
bucks to someone once a week and the we'd get to see what happens to
them as a result. I liked the premise, but of course it can be taken
even further. It could get boring watching what happens to people who
just won a lot of money. But the good thing about lottery-stories is
that you can take a lot of liberty with them. A person does not have
to own a lottery-ticket to have a lottery story. A guy on his way to
buy a lottery ticket is already a story. There are a lot of stories
when it comes to the lottery - just like the old 'Naked City' tv show
where they'd say, "There are 8 Million Stories in 'The Naked City' -
This Has Been One of Them".......'The Lottery' would be a good
fictional type of weekly tv show - as long as I am somehow involved in
the production of the show. Without my input the show will never reach
it's potential. If I ever hit the lottery I will make a very expensive
movie called 'The Lottery' - but the movie will really be about ME.
Of coure this is pure bullshit. If I hit the lottery I would nothing -
abso-lootly nothing.