QUIZ
Here's a homemade-as-apple-pie quiz for you all. Start at the beginning, and when you get to the end, stop.
1. What has more carrying capacity, an African or a European swallow?
2. Who was the point guard and "face of the Lakers" in the 1980s?
3. Who is the protagonist of Anne of Green Gables (first and last name)?
4. What color did E.T. turn when he got sick?
5. Mozart's rival, played by F. Murray Abraham in Amadeus, was named what?
6. Who did the musical score for the movie Whale Rider?
7. How did singer/guitarist Jeff Buckley die in the 1990s?
8. What famous song of Leonard Cohen's did Jeff Buckley cover?
9. Róisín Murphy was formerly part of which British band?
10. 'Takk' means what in both Icelandic and Norwegian?
11. Who plays the protagonist in the film Emile Zola?
12. What sport may involve wrong 'uns, googlies, top-spinners, and flippers?
13. Name the four tennis Grand Slam events by location and type of playing surface.
14. What is Frodo' s relationship to Bilbo?
15. Who was the protagonist of the novel Pride and Prejudice? Full name preferred.
16. How many of the"big five" Academy Award categories did Silence of the Lambs win?
17. Wot's the sad sod called who scrubs dishes all day at a place at which he can't afford to eat?
18. What's worst - Boy Bands, Marching Bands, Mariachi Bands, or Speedmetal Bands?
19. What is the top speed recorded by radar that a baseball has ever been pitched?
20. Name as many actors who have played James Bond as you can.
21. What are the 3 top-selling albums of all-time? Bonus points for the right order.
22. What album stayed on the US Billboard 200 list a record-shattering 741 consecutive weeks?
23. Who is Norah Jones' famous father?
24. Dumbledore never married. Is he straight, bisexual, gay, or is his sexuality unknown?
25. Apple have just released a new version of their OS X operating system. What is its name?
26. Microsoft recently did the same with their Windows operating system. What is its name?
27. Most atoms are composed of three basic particles. What are they?
28. In turn, these "subatomic" particles (and others) are ALL composed of a basic building block. Which is what?
29. Many sports use the term "hat trick." What does this generally mean?
30. How many points is a basket shot from behind the half court line that goes in the bucket worth?
Send in your answers as emails to justin.sias@gmail.com (Thanks for thinking of this, Bill), your sick and your starving, your toddlers and old memories. I'll grade each question up to 5 points depending on "how correct and complete" the answer is, and some that are debatable I will award points based on the merit of the explanation for the answer. Honor system strongly enforced! Please no using the internet for answers to these questions. There are no penalties for guessing wrong; you'll probably score 0 as though you'd not answered the question at all. So it pays to guess, as long as you don't mind looking lame once in awhile.
I'll give this quiz until at least 3, and hopefully 4 or more, people answer it, then I will announce the answers, the winner (I will reveal your score to you privately if you are not the winner but wish to see how you did, so as not to embarrass anyone, unless Rex is last, in which case I'll proclaim that to everyone).
I'll also accept any suggestions for "themes" for future quizzes or ideas for new games - word games, perhaps? - that would be fun in an asynchronous blog format (what you are reading).
Game on!
Tuesday, October 30
Wednesday, October 24
Tuesday, October 23
Surely life is richer with both ends present.
People who only want the acoustic ballad,
They get beauty poured upon them in spades.
But beauty unending soon grows expected,
Less inflected; less a foil for pain.
Surely the sweetest a rose can smell
Is after an experience with the stink of hell.
I don't understand those who just feel anger:
A constant stranger to comforts all deserve,
But nor is bliss reserved to serenity.
X
The devil child films we watched or thought
About the witching, the thrill more potent than the chill
The 13th generation since Benjamin Franklin rankling
Last onto the flag that said don't tread on me, dead feet
First ones to feel the firing of the Cold War's searing heat
The decade or so that was so special to us then
And so different from what came before or happened since
Was just another illusion. Every generation has their illusion.
Generation Y is so strange, everything is mixed together
I feel disoriented but not in any way that's clever
Maybe it's old bones shouting at the new ones with
Their breaks regrown; Maybe it is that simple, "Kiss
Me he said, then kill me," when it all felt wrong.
How can you blame him? His first romance was a song
A ballroom dance in a whirling throng, with mirrors
On the ceiling, what he was feeling then, and was it then, then?
In these days, subtleties don't belong. Get lost. You're one of
Hundreds of millions of bodies blogging, out jogging
Getting in shape for the raping and flogging of your talent
Thinking it amounts to something, counts as being strong.
The devil child films we watched or thought
About the witching, the thrill more potent than the chill
The 13th generation since Benjamin Franklin rankling
Last onto the flag that said don't tread on me, dead feet
First ones to feel the firing of the Cold War's searing heat
The decade or so that was so special to us then
And so different from what came before or happened since
Was just another illusion. Every generation has their illusion.
Generation Y is so strange, everything is mixed together
I feel disoriented but not in any way that's clever
Maybe it's old bones shouting at the new ones with
Their breaks regrown; Maybe it is that simple, "Kiss
Me he said, then kill me," when it all felt wrong.
How can you blame him? His first romance was a song
A ballroom dance in a whirling throng, with mirrors
On the ceiling, what he was feeling then, and was it then, then?
In these days, subtleties don't belong. Get lost. You're one of
Hundreds of millions of bodies blogging, out jogging
Getting in shape for the raping and flogging of your talent
Thinking it amounts to something, counts as being strong.
1409
Who is aware of everything
That is out there
And believes their theory of the decade
Whatever decade they are in
To be true
To really be the truth?
I believe in not believing. There is no truth
That we could ever comprehend
We are not descended from angels
We are grown up from bacteria
And may be half way there
Half way still means a lot of fragile nights
Spent in motels without working lights
And bad decisions.
Love can be a great or a terrible
Decision. They all grabbed onto something
In my poem from April; three were there
All are still here, somehow
But they're like phantoms to me
I can only type and watch, but watching
Blind. I can only touch keys,
Cannot truly see them in motion
And and ocean or a great plane divides
So I think to myself, what
If I was right? In fourth grade when
I missed that bell. When I was so scared
Who in the hell can tell me where
I can find a contradiction? Will you share?
Because I'm not inclined to
Disregard experience. I'm not
In room 1408, I haven't a thing to my name
In all actually except what I am
Thinking.
Samhain
In the flood
In the mud
Children chasing soldiers
Dogs chasing children
Shells of towns
So carved out, skinny
Unempty, diseased helmets with...
What are we doing here anyway?
What were we thinking?
Tears don't make a difference in a place
That is crying all the time
In the mud
Children chasing soldiers
Dogs chasing children
Shells of towns
So carved out, skinny
Unempty, diseased helmets with...
What are we doing here anyway?
What were we thinking?
Tears don't make a difference in a place
That is crying all the time
For nothing did we race to the moon
Put troops on the ground too soon
Never finish the "job"
I want to wash my face and have
A cool rag now
Just thinking of the raw nerves
The broken down lives
Of hundreds of thousands
Wandering the streets
Abroad and at home
Now sincerely alone
I am sick of the luxury of peace
Upon our own soil
But I won't give it up, I know
And I cannot live at all
Unless I can do something real
About the other sad souls
That carpet the earth's most
Desolate hell holes
What were we there for anyway?
Can he tell me that?
Now the world's grown a bit colder
Unenlightened by democracy
Shoved down their throats
By an M-16
Animals on both sides
Fear leaking from pores
Of those on both sides
Who wants this?
No ones wants to be seen backing down
So I will. I back away from anger
As a solution to anything
I can't count the number of times I've cried
But tears don't mean a thing in a world
That is crying all the time.
Timeline of life on earth.
4 billion years ago. Microbial life begins near heat vents in a worldwide ocean. Not too exciting.
1 billion years ago. Multicellular life evolves and quickly diversifies and spreads into almost every environmental niche. All of it's still in the ocean though.
600 million years ago. Animals as a distinct kingdom of life evolve. Begin to colonize land in various ways.
475 million years ago. Land plants evolve, but not flowers or trees. Mostly ferns and mosses.
400 million years ago. Insects evolve and have been annoying ever since.
360 million years ago. Amphibians evolve and have been squishy and boring ever since.
300 million years ago. Reptiles evolve and get really big and take over the earth.
200 million years ago. Mammals evolve sort of unnoticed.
150 million years ago. Birds evolve. They fly around.
130 million years ago. Flowers finally evolve so dinosaur Romeos can gather them for their Juliets. Trees and fruit too but they aren't as popular with the ladies.
65 million years ago. A big extinction event kills almost all the dinosaurs and mammals shamelessly use this advantage to get big and take over the world.
2 millions years ago. Modern humans evolve in Africa and decide to take over the world. The flower trick works pretty well for them, too.
25 Dec 4. Jesus of Nazareth is born and people mistake him for God. This gets him killed.
25 Dec 1642. Isaac Newton is born and goes on to revolutionize our understanding of nature.
1776. The United States is sort-of born. This will be a good thing for quite awhile, then get bad when fast food chains and the Bible Belt are formed.
25 Dec 1972. Justin of California is born. Hilarity ensures. A few good poems are written.
2012. The Aztec Calendar predicts the end of the world. Nothing even close to that happens.
2029. A big asteroid tries to do us in but small rockets nudge it out of the way in time.
2032. World Peace is finally achieved at the nation level. Everyone seems pretty optimistic about the future of humanity.
2033. A Type II supernova occurred some time ago in our neck of the Milky Way just by pure chance, and the burst of gamma rays arrives at the same time as the pretty images on telescopes all over the earth, which is then utterly extinguished of all life in less than a day.
Nobody goes to Heaven or Hell, which turn out not to exist. No one is reincarnated as someone else, because life in the solar system is GONE. There wasn't enough time for humans to colonize anywhere but the moon and have some plans to maybe get something going on Mars soon.
The End.
4 billion years ago. Microbial life begins near heat vents in a worldwide ocean. Not too exciting.
1 billion years ago. Multicellular life evolves and quickly diversifies and spreads into almost every environmental niche. All of it's still in the ocean though.
600 million years ago. Animals as a distinct kingdom of life evolve. Begin to colonize land in various ways.
475 million years ago. Land plants evolve, but not flowers or trees. Mostly ferns and mosses.
400 million years ago. Insects evolve and have been annoying ever since.
360 million years ago. Amphibians evolve and have been squishy and boring ever since.
300 million years ago. Reptiles evolve and get really big and take over the earth.
200 million years ago. Mammals evolve sort of unnoticed.
150 million years ago. Birds evolve. They fly around.
130 million years ago. Flowers finally evolve so dinosaur Romeos can gather them for their Juliets. Trees and fruit too but they aren't as popular with the ladies.
65 million years ago. A big extinction event kills almost all the dinosaurs and mammals shamelessly use this advantage to get big and take over the world.
2 millions years ago. Modern humans evolve in Africa and decide to take over the world. The flower trick works pretty well for them, too.
25 Dec 4. Jesus of Nazareth is born and people mistake him for God. This gets him killed.
25 Dec 1642. Isaac Newton is born and goes on to revolutionize our understanding of nature.
1776. The United States is sort-of born. This will be a good thing for quite awhile, then get bad when fast food chains and the Bible Belt are formed.
25 Dec 1972. Justin of California is born. Hilarity ensures. A few good poems are written.
2012. The Aztec Calendar predicts the end of the world. Nothing even close to that happens.
2029. A big asteroid tries to do us in but small rockets nudge it out of the way in time.
2032. World Peace is finally achieved at the nation level. Everyone seems pretty optimistic about the future of humanity.
2033. A Type II supernova occurred some time ago in our neck of the Milky Way just by pure chance, and the burst of gamma rays arrives at the same time as the pretty images on telescopes all over the earth, which is then utterly extinguished of all life in less than a day.
Nobody goes to Heaven or Hell, which turn out not to exist. No one is reincarnated as someone else, because life in the solar system is GONE. There wasn't enough time for humans to colonize anywhere but the moon and have some plans to maybe get something going on Mars soon.
The End.
This world is made by and run by extroverts. And they happily divide themselves into crowds, groups, cliques. People seem pretty sure who they are and fit into their small slice of the human pie and adopt its culture, while missing out on the rest of the ways it could feel like to live. My problem is the one of a person with too many choices who is afraid to commit to any one of them. I can see myself adopting almost any of these lifestyles, and for short periods, trying to find myself, I have. But I always backed out because I hated the exclusivity. While it does make you a part of something, and you get some truly close friends and find some comfort in having that niche role in the world that you're good at (like a character class that you level up in the more you play it), you increasingly get locked out of other lifestyles and the trails diverge. There are sure to be great, wise, loving, happy people on those trails too. But you can't play all the games or even really more than one or two, or people think you're fake or insecure. It's all so stupid. It's why I stay introverted, as a way of not dealing with the problem. Of being no part of it. But this is by far the loneliest road, the solitary one. I write my own story and no one has cleared the path for me. It's such hard work I don't even think I'm up to it anymore. I used to think I was, but I have gotten old in my head, and I can't jump when I say jump these days.
Words can't do it, only songs can. Only the emotive voice with instrumentation. Visual art can do it too, sometimes, though it's more something I "get" and then eagerly show others, but not something I've the skill yet (or maybe ever) to really express myself in as a creator. I can write though. And I could sing in a band, if only that weren't so cliche and so overwhelmingly stupid and hard to break into. I deeply despise the music *industry* but I love and am utterly enchanted with music.
Where are the people who appreciate nuances in singing voices? Who FEEL lyrics if they know the melody behind them? Where in sum are the people like me? Am I alone on this planet? Am I the only one whose heart rips from his chest when I hear a high note done just right, or the word I was just dying to hear tie off the perfect phrase in a chorus? And then go and try to use typography in some crude fashion to recreate this experience, this sound, the emotion for others, when it shall inevitably be lost on them?
I hate people so much I am surprised myself. I don't even feel like one.
Where are the people who appreciate nuances in singing voices? Who FEEL lyrics if they know the melody behind them? Where in sum are the people like me? Am I alone on this planet? Am I the only one whose heart rips from his chest when I hear a high note done just right, or the word I was just dying to hear tie off the perfect phrase in a chorus? And then go and try to use typography in some crude fashion to recreate this experience, this sound, the emotion for others, when it shall inevitably be lost on them?
I hate people so much I am surprised myself. I don't even feel like one.
Thursday, September 27
LUNARIA
(j.sias - digitally created from stock images)Dreams, dreams
That's all they are is dreams
That's all they'll ever be
Until you make them real
They're ethereal
My dreams
And if you make them real
They're not dreams anymore
Just broken open seeds of things
But that's okay
It's beautiful
Because you get to make new ones
All the time
And that's wonderful
They're wonderful things
My dreams
It's a beautiful thing, to
Open your mind to possibilities
To see beyond the walls of
Boring reality
So I hold to them close
The seeds that may one day sprout
Some of them dare peek out
Others close their eyes and sleep
To sleep, perchance
To dream on their own
And I smile because I know
What no one else knows
My dreams
They're beautiful things
My dreams
The most wonderful things
I own.
Wednesday, September 26
Tuesday, September 25
“This Night Has Opened My Eyes”
(morrissey)
In a river the colour of lead
Immerse the baby's head.
Wrap her up in the News of the World
Dump her on a doorstep, girl.
This night has opened my eyes
And I will never sleep again.
You kicked and cried like a bullied child
A grown man of twenty-five.
Oh, he said he'd cure your ills
But he didn't and he never will.
Oh, save your life
Because you've only got ONE
The dream has gone
But the baby is real.
Oh, you did a Good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool.
Oh, you did a Bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
A shoeless child on a swing
Reminds you of your own again.
She took away your troubles
Oh, but then again, she left pain.
So, please save your life
Because you've only got ONE
The dream has gone
But the baby is real.
Oh, you did a Good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool.
Oh, you did a Bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
(morrissey)
In a river the colour of lead
Immerse the baby's head.
Wrap her up in the News of the World
Dump her on a doorstep, girl.
This night has opened my eyes
And I will never sleep again.
You kicked and cried like a bullied child
A grown man of twenty-five.
Oh, he said he'd cure your ills
But he didn't and he never will.
Oh, save your life
Because you've only got ONE
The dream has gone
But the baby is real.
Oh, you did a Good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool.
Oh, you did a Bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
A shoeless child on a swing
Reminds you of your own again.
She took away your troubles
Oh, but then again, she left pain.
So, please save your life
Because you've only got ONE
The dream has gone
But the baby is real.
Oh, you did a Good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool.
Oh, you did a Bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
Sunday, September 23
Set The Controls For The Heart of the Sun
(Roger Waters)
Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
Novices lean on each other in yearning
Under the leaves the swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Witness the man who raves at the wall
Making the shape of his question to heaven
Whether the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
(Roger Waters)
Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
Novices lean on each other in yearning
Under the leaves the swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Over the mountain watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Witness the man who raves at the wall
Making the shape of his question to heaven
Whether the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
Saturday, September 22
(click each photo to make it larger)
UNTITLED
What happened to all the years...
I feel like I was 18 six months ago
I remember the exact day
It's not some shrouded memory
Why do we charge into the future so quickly
But when we look back,
It seems to stretch out over eons
Multiple discrete lifetimes
It's not your body's age that matters
It's what you've been through in your mind
That is the conventional wisdom anyways
Still I would rather be 25
Than be forced to tell people an age I don't
Know how I ever reached
I must have skipped a decade, honestly
I'm no better now than at 18
Just older on paper
But I'm still the same, I still like music
That kicks ass, I'll still kick your ass
If you bother me
What DID happen to all the years?
Vanished in jars of clay
Put away for archaeologists maybe
Robbed when I was napping one day.
UNTITLED
What happened to all the years...
I feel like I was 18 six months ago
I remember the exact day
It's not some shrouded memory
Why do we charge into the future so quickly
But when we look back,
It seems to stretch out over eons
Multiple discrete lifetimes
It's not your body's age that matters
It's what you've been through in your mind
That is the conventional wisdom anyways
Still I would rather be 25
Than be forced to tell people an age I don't
Know how I ever reached
I must have skipped a decade, honestly
I'm no better now than at 18
Just older on paper
But I'm still the same, I still like music
That kicks ass, I'll still kick your ass
If you bother me
What DID happen to all the years?
Vanished in jars of clay
Put away for archaeologists maybe
Robbed when I was napping one day.
Friday, September 21
Big Iron.
(Johnny Cash)
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
For the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip.
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip.
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered one and nineteen more
One and nineteen more.
Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
After Texas Red.
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip.
The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from their windows everybody held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
About to meet his death.
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip.
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip.
Thursday, September 20
Bring Her Home.
Adapted from "Bring Him Home" from Les Miserables
Original lyrics by Herbert Kretzmeyer
Adapted lyrics by Justin Sias
God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there.
She is young
She's afraid
Let her rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring her home
Bring her home
Bring her home.
She's been the daughter I have loved
Since God has given me but one.
The summers die,
One by one
How soon they fly!
On and on...
And I am old,
And will be gone.
Bring her peace
Bring her joy
She is young
She is mere spark of joy.
You can take
You can give
Let her be
Let her live
If I die, let me die
Let her live...
Bring her home
Bring her home
Bring her home.
Just a dream.
I wish someone would flood my email box with opinions, links, reviews, poems, jokes, and everything in between. Links are especially easy, just cut & paste while surfing. I love getting emails and I've this dream I will wake up and see 16 new emails in my inbox, only 3 of which are Viagra ads. I suppose it will never happen.
I wish someone would flood my email box with opinions, links, reviews, poems, jokes, and everything in between. Links are especially easy, just cut & paste while surfing. I love getting emails and I've this dream I will wake up and see 16 new emails in my inbox, only 3 of which are Viagra ads. I suppose it will never happen.
Wednesday, September 19
(dream tree - j. sias)
My Evening Star.
I am so happy,
To have lived through today
Not to have lay in bed and missed it all,
Not to have stared all day at these walls.
Not to have missed the words
That made me feel so tall.
I am so happy
And it is because you are happier too
Every little day, it ebbs and flow
But the horizons are colored by roses.
And I will give you the very last one
If our bond ever joyfully closes.
Maybe I've been late to bloom
This world sometimes,
It makes no room
And everybody is out to get you.
But don't let them upset you,
For I am here still and true
And will protect you from everything,
I promise you.
So yes! I am happy,
For I will always have your words to cherish
I swear to the air I will heed this call
And never swerve - never fall.
And if you want me to,
I will be your all.
Then maybe life will see fit to leave us alone,
In each other's arms finally fulfilled
In friendship never spoiled or sullied,
In dreams that are never killed.
And maybe, just maybe
We will beat the odds
And stay together out of love and will,
Never obligation.
You deserve more than I can give you,
My princess who appeared like a star
In my sky those nights ago,
But I will try
I will try...
I will not let you go.
And we deserve the best that
Life has to offer, undiluted,
And unanticipated, too. And TRUE love,
My love, is never overrated!
So thank you for everything you are.
I am yours unreservedly,
My loving friend,
My evening star.
My Evening Star.
I am so happy,
To have lived through today
Not to have lay in bed and missed it all,
Not to have stared all day at these walls.
Not to have missed the words
That made me feel so tall.
I am so happy
And it is because you are happier too
Every little day, it ebbs and flow
But the horizons are colored by roses.
And I will give you the very last one
If our bond ever joyfully closes.
Maybe I've been late to bloom
This world sometimes,
It makes no room
And everybody is out to get you.
But don't let them upset you,
For I am here still and true
And will protect you from everything,
I promise you.
So yes! I am happy,
For I will always have your words to cherish
I swear to the air I will heed this call
And never swerve - never fall.
And if you want me to,
I will be your all.
Then maybe life will see fit to leave us alone,
In each other's arms finally fulfilled
In friendship never spoiled or sullied,
In dreams that are never killed.
And maybe, just maybe
We will beat the odds
And stay together out of love and will,
Never obligation.
You deserve more than I can give you,
My princess who appeared like a star
In my sky those nights ago,
But I will try
I will try...
I will not let you go.
And we deserve the best that
Life has to offer, undiluted,
And unanticipated, too. And TRUE love,
My love, is never overrated!
So thank you for everything you are.
I am yours unreservedly,
My loving friend,
My evening star.
GOD.
(John Lennon)
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain.
I'll say it again.
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain.
I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles...
I just believe in me.
Yoko and me.
And that's reality.
The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
Yesterday.
I was the dreamweaver
But now, I'm reborn.
I was the Walrus
But now, I'm John.
And so, dear friends
You just have to carry on.
The dream is over.
By which we measure
Our pain.
I'll say it again.
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain.
I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in yoga
I don't believe in kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles...
I just believe in me.
Yoko and me.
And that's reality.
The dream is over
What can I say?
The dream is over
Yesterday.
I was the dreamweaver
But now, I'm reborn.
I was the Walrus
But now, I'm John.
And so, dear friends
You just have to carry on.
The dream is over.
Tuesday, September 18
Dying to meet me
When the hurts have been mended,
The stresses brought to within tolerance
According to the book of human design
21st Century edition,
The curses have been lifted,
When the black cloud that sits fat on the horizon
Following me around has bored of its games
And decided to seek more fertile ground,
The sound of mortar shells ended,
The excellence of the human spirit taken off
Life support because it has recovered and
Not expired, when I am not so tired,
When leaves have been swept into neat piles
And the trees wink and send no more for awhile,
When all of the trains run on time
And the cars emit no fluorocarbons
And the bars serve only intelligent people
Who need to self-medicate because of
Existential terror, and cut off the bikers who
Land at that neon-lit spot in error,
Thinking drinking is just party behavior
And not the last savior
Between medication and the abyss
When we can learn from books all of this and then
Forget all we ever knew and use only our senses,
When we can defend our walls
Without attacking the other castle right back
And yet standing firm and not yielding,
When I have the conviction to go on believing
What people tell me is such a silly dream
And yet I am perfectly awake and not dreaming,
When I can order my day so that the house
Which needs cleaning gets cleaned,
And the cats are feeding without looking around
Wondering what the hell this new food is doing
In their dishes, and my dishes are washed and put away,
When I can call it a day and relax with a book or a
Documentary about diseases, or the story of
Cryptography or Mayan ruins or Sphinxes,
And I'm happy because the couch is soft and the
Blanket is warm, and because the storm that was
My older life has blown over, when the love
I have for living things on this planet shows
Itself in potted herbs, volunteer work,
Some kind of degree in medicine or teaching,
And I can make people in my wake a bit happier than
They were before I awoke them, and when I spoke
To them, I could smile and look them in the eyes,
Revealing a light that can only come when one has
Seen the shores of Aman, the gates of Heaven, or
The golden braid of the Universal Being,
And that awareness spreads, dread ends
And we bend our bodies to the wind determined to
Push on no matter what the cost, when we are lost
And yet keep believing, when everything we owned
Is gone and yet we keep conceiving
Of life as the greatest gift disorder could bestow
Upon this corner of the endless black sea
Crushed with stars whose blinding eyes
Blast light in all directions, slowly dying
So that some of us can live and evolve
To the point of asking why they make that sacrifice
And we understand they are resurrected in new stars
Which are so much richer in chemistry
And more beautiful in variety,
More lush in their possibilities,
And that same life then stares into its own eyes
In a mirror and sees not a ghost or fear
But an angel of the first star of morning
Who never fell, never let that selfish Godhead
Push him over the cliff of servitude into hell
When I fully understand what it means to be well free
Even of God, of expectation of meaning
And yet can feel an overwhelming gratitude
For being this human being, this person in the mirror
I can see who is looking back smiling at me,
That is when I will be dying to meet me.
When the hurts have been mended,
The stresses brought to within tolerance
According to the book of human design
21st Century edition,
The curses have been lifted,
When the black cloud that sits fat on the horizon
Following me around has bored of its games
And decided to seek more fertile ground,
The sound of mortar shells ended,
The excellence of the human spirit taken off
Life support because it has recovered and
Not expired, when I am not so tired,
When leaves have been swept into neat piles
And the trees wink and send no more for awhile,
When all of the trains run on time
And the cars emit no fluorocarbons
And the bars serve only intelligent people
Who need to self-medicate because of
Existential terror, and cut off the bikers who
Land at that neon-lit spot in error,
Thinking drinking is just party behavior
And not the last savior
Between medication and the abyss
When we can learn from books all of this and then
Forget all we ever knew and use only our senses,
When we can defend our walls
Without attacking the other castle right back
And yet standing firm and not yielding,
When I have the conviction to go on believing
What people tell me is such a silly dream
And yet I am perfectly awake and not dreaming,
When I can order my day so that the house
Which needs cleaning gets cleaned,
And the cats are feeding without looking around
Wondering what the hell this new food is doing
In their dishes, and my dishes are washed and put away,
When I can call it a day and relax with a book or a
Documentary about diseases, or the story of
Cryptography or Mayan ruins or Sphinxes,
And I'm happy because the couch is soft and the
Blanket is warm, and because the storm that was
My older life has blown over, when the love
I have for living things on this planet shows
Itself in potted herbs, volunteer work,
Some kind of degree in medicine or teaching,
And I can make people in my wake a bit happier than
They were before I awoke them, and when I spoke
To them, I could smile and look them in the eyes,
Revealing a light that can only come when one has
Seen the shores of Aman, the gates of Heaven, or
The golden braid of the Universal Being,
And that awareness spreads, dread ends
And we bend our bodies to the wind determined to
Push on no matter what the cost, when we are lost
And yet keep believing, when everything we owned
Is gone and yet we keep conceiving
Of life as the greatest gift disorder could bestow
Upon this corner of the endless black sea
Crushed with stars whose blinding eyes
Blast light in all directions, slowly dying
So that some of us can live and evolve
To the point of asking why they make that sacrifice
And we understand they are resurrected in new stars
Which are so much richer in chemistry
And more beautiful in variety,
More lush in their possibilities,
And that same life then stares into its own eyes
In a mirror and sees not a ghost or fear
But an angel of the first star of morning
Who never fell, never let that selfish Godhead
Push him over the cliff of servitude into hell
When I fully understand what it means to be well free
Even of God, of expectation of meaning
And yet can feel an overwhelming gratitude
For being this human being, this person in the mirror
I can see who is looking back smiling at me,
That is when I will be dying to meet me.
Monday, September 17
Sunday, September 16
MORE ALBUMS - Hah! Beat this you duffers.
A-Ha - Hunting High and Low
A-Ha - Scoundrel Days
Air - Moon Safari
Bauhaus - Burning From The Inside
Bauhaus - In The Flat Field
Bauhaus - The Sky's Gone Out
Belle and Sebastian - Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like A Peasant
Big Audio Dynamite - Megatop Phoenix
Big Audio Dynamite - This Is Big Audio Dynamite
Björk - Gling-Gló
Björk - Homogenic
Björk - Post
Björk - Vespertine
Black Uhuru - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
Black Uhuru - Mystical Truth
Black Uhuru - Sensimilla
Bob Marley - Babylon By Bus
Bob Marley - Exodus
Bob Marley - Kaya
Bob Marley - Survival
Bob Marley - Uprising
Cat Power - Moon Pix
Cat Power - The Cover Record
Cat Power - What Would The Community Think?
Chicago 16
Chicago 17
Cocteau Twins - (Can't keep track of their albums anyway)
Dan Fogelberg - Captured Angel
Dan Fogelberg - High Country Snows
Dan Fogelberg - Netherlands
Dan Fogelberg - Phoenix
Dan Fogelberg - Souvenirs
Dan Fogelberg - The Innocent Age
Dan Fogelberg - Windows and Walls
David Bowie - Aladdin Sane
David Bowie - Heathen
David Bowie - Let's Dance
David Bowie - Never Let Me Down
David Bowie - Space Oddity
David Bowie - The Man Who Sold The World
Dead Can Dance - Aion
Dead Can Dance - Dead Can Dance
Dead Can Dance - Spiritchaser
Dead Can Dance - The Serpent's Egg
Depeche Mode - Black Celebration
Depeche Mode - Violator
Dr. Dre - The Chronic
Don Carlos - Just a Passing Glance
Echo & The Bunnymen - Crocodile
Echo & The Bunnymen - Songs to Learn and Sing
Emiliana Torrini - Fisherman's Wife
Enigma - MCMXC A.D.
Frente - Marvin the Album
Garbage - Garbage
George Michael - Faith
George Michael - Listen Without Prejudice Vol. 1
Jane's Addiction - Nothing's Shocking
Jeff Buckley - Grace
Jimmy Cliff - The Harder They Come
Joe Strummer - Earthquake Weather
Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros - Rock Art and the X-Ray Style
John Lennon - Imagine
John Lennon - Plastic Ono Album
Joy Division - Unknown Pleasures
Junior Reid & The Bloods
Junior Reid - Big Timer
Junior Reid - Listen to the Voices
Junior Reid - One Blood
Junior Reid - Visa
Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man
Leonard Cohen - Songs of Love and Hate
Leonard Cohen - The Future
Leonard Cohen - The Songs of Leonard Cohen
Love Spit Love - Love Spit Love
Love and Rockets - Earth, Sun, Moon
Love and Rockets - Seventh Dream of Teenage Heaven
Martin L. Gore - Counterfeit
Marvin Gaye - What's Going On
Mazzy Star - So That I Tonight Might See
Michael Rose - Be Yourself
Michael Rose - Ganja Bonanza
Michael Rose - Michael Rose
Michael Rose - Proud
Michael Rose - X Uhuru (with Sly & Robbie)
Modest Mouse - Good News For People Who Love Bad News
Modest Mouse - The Moon and Antarctica
Moloko - Do You Like My Tight Sweater?
Moloko - Statues
Moloko - Things To Make and Do
Morrissey - Kill Uncle
Morrissey - Vauxhall And I
New Order - Movement
New Order - Power, Corruption and Lies
New Order - Technique
Nick Cave - Henry's Dream
Nick Cave - Murder Ballads
Nick Cave - No More Shall We Part
Nick Cave - Tender Prey
Nick Cave - The Boatman's Call
Nick Cave - The Good Son
Nick Cave - Your Funeral, My Trial
Nick Drake - Time of No Reply
Nirvana - In Utero
Oasis - (What's The Story) Morning Glory
Patti Smith - Horses
Pearl Jam - Ten
Peter Gabriel - III
Peter Tosh - Legalise It
Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse of Reason
Pink Floyd - Atom Heart Mother
Pink Floyd - Meddle
Pink Floyd - Obscured By Clouds
Pink Floyd - The Division Bell
Pink Floyd - The Final Cut
Pink Floyd - The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
Placebo - Placebo
Placebo - Sleeping With Ghosts
Portishead - Dummy
Portishead - Portishead
REM - Document
REM - Green
REM - Fables of the Reconstruction
REM - Monster
REM - Murmur
Radiohead - Amnesia
Radiohead - Kid A
Radiohead - The Bends
Roisin Murphy - Ruby Blue
Sade - Love Deluxe
Sade - Lovers Rock
Sade - Paradise
Sade - Stronger Than Pride
Scarface - The Diary
Sigur Rós - Ágætis Byrjun
Sigur Rós - Takk
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Peepshow
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Juju
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Through the Looking Glass
Stina Nordenstam - Dynamite
Stina Nordenstam - People Are Strange
Stina Nordenstam - The World Is Saved
Stina Nordenstam - This is Stina Nordenstam
Stone Temple Pilots - Core
Stone Temple Pilots - Tiny Music... Songs From the Vatican Gift Shop
SWANS - Love of Life
SWANS - Soundtracks For the Blind
SWANS - The Great Annihilator
SWANS - White Life From the Mouth of Infinity
Syd Barrett - Barrett
Syd Barrett - Opel
Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs
Tears For Fears - Songs From the Big Chair
Tears For Fears - The Hurting
The Beatles - Let It Be
The Beatles - Magical Mystery Tour
The Beatles - Revolver
The Beatles - Rubber Soul
The Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
The Chameleons - Why Call It Anything?
The Clash - Combat Rock
The Clash - Give 'Em Enough Rope
The Clash - Sandinista
The Clash - The Clash
The Cranberries - Everyone Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?
The Cranberries - No Need To Argue
The Cranberries - To The Faithful Departed
The Cure - Bloodflowers
The Cure - Disintegration
The Cure - Faith
The Cure - Pornography
The Cure - Seventeen Seconds
The Cure - Wish
The Doors - The Doors
The Eagles - Desperado
The Eagles - Hotel California
The Eagles - One of These Nights
The Eagles - The Long Road
The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Are You Experienced?
The Sex Pistols - Nevermind the Bollocks
The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs
The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead
The Smiths - The Smiths
The Stone Roses - The Stone Roses
The Sugarcubes - Life's Too Good
The Sugarcubes - Stick Around For Joy
The Sundays - Blind
The Sundays - Reading, Writing, & Arithmetic
The Sundays - Static & Silence
The The - Dusk
The The - Mind Bomb
They Might Be Giants - Flood
They Might Be Giants - Lincoln
Tim Buckley - Happy/Sad
Toto - IV
2Pac - All Eyez On Me
2Pac - Makaveli - Killuminati (The 7-Day Theory)
2Pac - Me Against The World
2Pac - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z
2Pac - 2Pacalypse Now
U2 - Achtung Baby
U2 - Boy
U2 - How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb
U2 - The Joshua Tree
U2 - War
Victor de Lorenzo - Peter Corey Sent Me
Violent Femmes - Hallowed Ground
Violent Femmes - The Blind Leading the Naked
Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes
A-Ha - Hunting High and Low
A-Ha - Scoundrel Days
Air - Moon Safari
Bauhaus - Burning From The Inside
Bauhaus - In The Flat Field
Bauhaus - The Sky's Gone Out
Belle and Sebastian - Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like A Peasant
Big Audio Dynamite - Megatop Phoenix
Big Audio Dynamite - This Is Big Audio Dynamite
Björk - Gling-Gló
Björk - Homogenic
Björk - Post
Björk - Vespertine
Black Uhuru - Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
Black Uhuru - Mystical Truth
Black Uhuru - Sensimilla
Bob Marley - Babylon By Bus
Bob Marley - Exodus
Bob Marley - Kaya
Bob Marley - Survival
Bob Marley - Uprising
Cat Power - Moon Pix
Cat Power - The Cover Record
Cat Power - What Would The Community Think?
Chicago 16
Chicago 17
Cocteau Twins - (Can't keep track of their albums anyway)
Dan Fogelberg - Captured Angel
Dan Fogelberg - High Country Snows
Dan Fogelberg - Netherlands
Dan Fogelberg - Phoenix
Dan Fogelberg - Souvenirs
Dan Fogelberg - The Innocent Age
Dan Fogelberg - Windows and Walls
David Bowie - Aladdin Sane
David Bowie - Heathen
David Bowie - Let's Dance
David Bowie - Never Let Me Down
David Bowie - Space Oddity
David Bowie - The Man Who Sold The World
Dead Can Dance - Aion
Dead Can Dance - Dead Can Dance
Dead Can Dance - Spiritchaser
Dead Can Dance - The Serpent's Egg
Depeche Mode - Black Celebration
Depeche Mode - Violator
Dr. Dre - The Chronic
Don Carlos - Just a Passing Glance
Echo & The Bunnymen - Crocodile
Echo & The Bunnymen - Songs to Learn and Sing
Emiliana Torrini - Fisherman's Wife
Enigma - MCMXC A.D.
Frente - Marvin the Album
Garbage - Garbage
George Michael - Faith
George Michael - Listen Without Prejudice Vol. 1
Jane's Addiction - Nothing's Shocking
Jeff Buckley - Grace
Jimmy Cliff - The Harder They Come
Joe Strummer - Earthquake Weather
Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros - Rock Art and the X-Ray Style
John Lennon - Imagine
John Lennon - Plastic Ono Album
Joy Division - Unknown Pleasures
Junior Reid & The Bloods
Junior Reid - Big Timer
Junior Reid - Listen to the Voices
Junior Reid - One Blood
Junior Reid - Visa
Leonard Cohen - I'm Your Man
Leonard Cohen - Songs of Love and Hate
Leonard Cohen - The Future
Leonard Cohen - The Songs of Leonard Cohen
Love Spit Love - Love Spit Love
Love and Rockets - Earth, Sun, Moon
Love and Rockets - Seventh Dream of Teenage Heaven
Martin L. Gore - Counterfeit
Marvin Gaye - What's Going On
Mazzy Star - So That I Tonight Might See
Michael Rose - Be Yourself
Michael Rose - Ganja Bonanza
Michael Rose - Michael Rose
Michael Rose - Proud
Michael Rose - X Uhuru (with Sly & Robbie)
Modest Mouse - Good News For People Who Love Bad News
Modest Mouse - The Moon and Antarctica
Moloko - Do You Like My Tight Sweater?
Moloko - Statues
Moloko - Things To Make and Do
Morrissey - Kill Uncle
Morrissey - Vauxhall And I
New Order - Movement
New Order - Power, Corruption and Lies
New Order - Technique
Nick Cave - Henry's Dream
Nick Cave - Murder Ballads
Nick Cave - No More Shall We Part
Nick Cave - Tender Prey
Nick Cave - The Boatman's Call
Nick Cave - The Good Son
Nick Cave - Your Funeral, My Trial
Nick Drake - Time of No Reply
Nirvana - In Utero
Oasis - (What's The Story) Morning Glory
Patti Smith - Horses
Pearl Jam - Ten
Peter Gabriel - III
Peter Tosh - Legalise It
Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse of Reason
Pink Floyd - Atom Heart Mother
Pink Floyd - Meddle
Pink Floyd - Obscured By Clouds
Pink Floyd - The Division Bell
Pink Floyd - The Final Cut
Pink Floyd - The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
Placebo - Placebo
Placebo - Sleeping With Ghosts
Portishead - Dummy
Portishead - Portishead
REM - Document
REM - Green
REM - Fables of the Reconstruction
REM - Monster
REM - Murmur
Radiohead - Amnesia
Radiohead - Kid A
Radiohead - The Bends
Roisin Murphy - Ruby Blue
Sade - Love Deluxe
Sade - Lovers Rock
Sade - Paradise
Sade - Stronger Than Pride
Scarface - The Diary
Sigur Rós - Ágætis Byrjun
Sigur Rós - Takk
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Peepshow
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Juju
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Through the Looking Glass
Stina Nordenstam - Dynamite
Stina Nordenstam - People Are Strange
Stina Nordenstam - The World Is Saved
Stina Nordenstam - This is Stina Nordenstam
Stone Temple Pilots - Core
Stone Temple Pilots - Tiny Music... Songs From the Vatican Gift Shop
SWANS - Love of Life
SWANS - Soundtracks For the Blind
SWANS - The Great Annihilator
SWANS - White Life From the Mouth of Infinity
Syd Barrett - Barrett
Syd Barrett - Opel
Syd Barrett - The Madcap Laughs
Tears For Fears - Songs From the Big Chair
Tears For Fears - The Hurting
The Beatles - Let It Be
The Beatles - Magical Mystery Tour
The Beatles - Revolver
The Beatles - Rubber Soul
The Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
The Chameleons - Why Call It Anything?
The Clash - Combat Rock
The Clash - Give 'Em Enough Rope
The Clash - Sandinista
The Clash - The Clash
The Cranberries - Everyone Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?
The Cranberries - No Need To Argue
The Cranberries - To The Faithful Departed
The Cure - Bloodflowers
The Cure - Disintegration
The Cure - Faith
The Cure - Pornography
The Cure - Seventeen Seconds
The Cure - Wish
The Doors - The Doors
The Eagles - Desperado
The Eagles - Hotel California
The Eagles - One of These Nights
The Eagles - The Long Road
The Jimi Hendrix Experience - Are You Experienced?
The Sex Pistols - Nevermind the Bollocks
The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs
The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead
The Smiths - The Smiths
The Stone Roses - The Stone Roses
The Sugarcubes - Life's Too Good
The Sugarcubes - Stick Around For Joy
The Sundays - Blind
The Sundays - Reading, Writing, & Arithmetic
The Sundays - Static & Silence
The The - Dusk
The The - Mind Bomb
They Might Be Giants - Flood
They Might Be Giants - Lincoln
Tim Buckley - Happy/Sad
Toto - IV
2Pac - All Eyez On Me
2Pac - Makaveli - Killuminati (The 7-Day Theory)
2Pac - Me Against The World
2Pac - Strictly For My N.I.G.G.A.Z
2Pac - 2Pacalypse Now
U2 - Achtung Baby
U2 - Boy
U2 - How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb
U2 - The Joshua Tree
U2 - War
Victor de Lorenzo - Peter Corey Sent Me
Violent Femmes - Hallowed Ground
Violent Femmes - The Blind Leading the Naked
Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes
UNTITLED
I knew a man
Amiable, sensitive
Always had a beer in his hand
Loved the Oakland Raiders.
Friends with the band
And though I was much younger,
Didn't give a damn
He never dismissed me
Or looked past me,
He was a good guy.
He had migraines he couldn't
Ever get rid of, though
I didn't know it
I suppose he had a tough time
Trying not to show it
Popped Excedrin like candy
Trying to cope.
He died of cancer in his thirties
I dunno, maybe early forties
What should have been the prime of his life,
We watched him shrink and die.
I never had a real chance to say goodbye.
I knew of a woman
The grandmother of a friend
We were in one of those places
They don't care about you.
She was part of one of those families
They seem to forget about you.
Put her in a home,
So she could be taken care of
She was so scared, but they
Told her they would be there
Then they were gone.
That kind of home is not a home
She died alone,
Complications with her diabetes.
The staff on hand so seldom checked in
They could have saved her,
She must have been so scared.
I just hope she blacked out.
I just hope she wasn't scared.
Believers say,
"It's all part of God's plan."
"The Lord has a place for us all."
What a joke.
I knew a man
Amiable, sensitive
Always had a beer in his hand
Loved the Oakland Raiders.
Friends with the band
And though I was much younger,
Didn't give a damn
He never dismissed me
Or looked past me,
He was a good guy.
He had migraines he couldn't
Ever get rid of, though
I didn't know it
I suppose he had a tough time
Trying not to show it
Popped Excedrin like candy
Trying to cope.
He died of cancer in his thirties
I dunno, maybe early forties
What should have been the prime of his life,
We watched him shrink and die.
I never had a real chance to say goodbye.
I knew of a woman
The grandmother of a friend
We were in one of those places
They don't care about you.
She was part of one of those families
They seem to forget about you.
Put her in a home,
So she could be taken care of
She was so scared, but they
Told her they would be there
Then they were gone.
That kind of home is not a home
She died alone,
Complications with her diabetes.
The staff on hand so seldom checked in
They could have saved her,
She must have been so scared.
I just hope she blacked out.
I just hope she wasn't scared.
Believers say,
"It's all part of God's plan."
"The Lord has a place for us all."
What a joke.
Ever wanted to zoom in and out (make text on a web page bigger or smaller) easily? At least on Windows, if you have a wheel mouse, hold down the [CTRL] key and move the mouse wheel. Wheee! I do this all the time, and maybe everyone knows about it. Just thought maybe there were those who didn't. Especially on a laptop with a small screen, or if you have bad or strained eyesight, it can be nice to zoom in a couple of clicks to make everything a tad easier to read.
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