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“Hello Cat. You look good.”

Imige magazine goes to print today. It was a long haul this weekend. Look for it on stands early August in Birmingham, Royal Oak, and other places like that. My design will be throughout for the most part. Pick one up.
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Someone buy this this book for me. And everyone should be aware of this too. No Jon, I don’t have tickets. Maybe Tom Pynchon will throw me some freebies when I have lunch with him tomorrow at Lafayette Coney Island.

Musica Universalis

Prepare for some mystic nonsense.

Pythagorus believed that movement of the planets and other celestial bodies could be described mathematically as music. He saw their movements as a giant dance on a dance-floor that spanned the sky (or something). It led to Hermetic concepts of a mental plane, which is a lower region of the world of thought.

In Dante’s Divine Comedy, Heaven’s nine spheres are manifested as the surfaces of planets in the solar system. The moon (or Luna) being the first, and least holy sphere; extending out to the 7h sphere (Saturn) where monks and the holy contemplators reside. The 8th Sphere is not manifested in a planet, but rather in fixed stars, which are made up of Saints. The final and 9th sphere is where Angels and God hang out.

The music of the Sphere’s has also been theorized to represent planetary vibrations. String theory tells us that matter and thus reality is made up and denoted by the vibration of filaments at certain frequencies. Assuming these vibrations all conflict with each other, they would indeed (were we able to perceive such a thing) create a music like sound. On a planetary level, these vibrations would take on a color and texture unique to the planet emanating it. Thus our solar system could be a vast symphony. Sound cannot move though the vacuum of space, but solar wind, magnetic pulses and other phenomena would allow these vibrations to pass through the vacuum of space.

< /crap nonscience>

[’sources’: string theory | Devine Comedy: Paradiso | Audible Life Stream]

Work in Progress: Drawing

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Mutanagenic Slime and Weekend Plans

I’m leaving for the next few days. Up north with various friends. Tim’s cottage is apparently complete with jet skies. I’m excited.

I’ve come across some exceedingly strange pictures today, and I’m going to be interspersing them throughout this post. All of them are legitamate.
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Tom Robbins is my favorite author. You don’t as much read his books, as you become drunk in them. His phrasing and illuminating vocabulary leaves me wobbly-legged and dizzy. After finishing Fierce Invalids, my personal favorite, I passed out for like 3 hours dude omg.

I bought you a copy of Even Cowgirls Get the Blues online Tim, in appreciation of the use of your cottage this weekend. So dont pick up a copy for our gay little bookclub. It should arrive next week.

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The computer tech at Doner is a wild man. He has a bushy beard, rides a Honda motorcycle, smokes a pack a day and is severely paranoid. He’s also damn good with computers. It’s always interesting getting in conversations with him about the governments supposed role in watching and recording various information about our lives, and the wrongs they’ve allegedly performed. The conspiracy theorist and The Man-hater within me eats it up.
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The open source community is simultaneously awesome and stupid. Morons expect ridiculous amounts of work from devs and refuse to listen to them when they (somewhat) patiently explain why the idea the moron posted about is not only inviable or low priority, but more often than not just a stupid bad awful idea. Some of the best, most stable software in the world is open source, but their job ticket trak pages are full of st00pid dj0rks h00 ju57 want what they want, and they want it now, and without any manners thank you very much. It’s free. You aren’t owed anything by the devs, they do it out of the kindness of their hearts, to give back to the community that everybody benefits from. [example]

By the way, this last picture is kind of hard to make out from the thumbnail. It’s a Burmese Python, that fought and killed a large alligator, then attempted to swollow it whole. And exploded. In Florida. [source]

Do my eyes believe me?

Tom Waits is my all time favorite music artist. My dad, also a big fan, introduced him to me when I was 14 years old, and its been all waits all the time ever since. For a long time I had given up on ever seeing him live. He hasn’t toured in the states since 1999, hasn’t been to Detroit since the 80’s. He did tour in London in 2004 very briefly (more a publicity stunt to boost Real Gone awareness than anything), and I had hopes of going there. This was an empty hope, however, as I had no money or method of getting to London.

Yesterday was when my woebegone tide turned, turned into the sweetest lapping at my toes. Yesterday I learned that Tom Waits had begun touring again. [thank you adamriff]

Tom Waits - August 11th - Detroit Opera House - $72

Mr. Waits spoke thus of his reasoning behind this unprecedented and altogether unexpected tour:

“We need to go to Tennessee to pick up some fireworks, and someone owes me money in Kentucky,” [source]

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