sometimes the hugs as in joys held close to us  in life are a bit thinner than fantasy land. however, the hard fought joys of when it mostly works out for the good ….mmm what a hard won hug indeed.

I whine just like the rest of you lot.  different peeves but the same trying not to spoil them by repeated pettings of them.

I want to win out independant and useful.  yeah yeah I succeed, yeah I might need improvement.

one of the latest interest observations is that I REFUSE aid.  I’m at the bar can’t read the menu posted and didn’t have my computer along…so someone prints it up and then I’m like I’ll wait my turn to read it to which the lady offered to read for me as she knows I see for poop.  I TRIED to take the shellacing by saying  okay would YOU like to read the menu for me since yes like your hubby I am a poop about such things and she declined as I changed the nature of the offer.  lol oh joshy doesn’t want your pity. 

another instance is interesting.  I’m fairly solid about being a often posting xangan exxcept oops once in a shake I fall off map.  why is usually sleep related as I just catch 15ish hour naps here and there especially when life seems exciting for me.  yes, how very strange, the largest irritant of my life is to get excited then not sleep on time and risk either staying up alllll night before an event or nearly or many times sleeping through them.  ya ya invest in an alarm clock..shhhh.  no I mean I seriously get all jazz3 and unlike many of you insomniacs I can not function through it.

why do these things seem like oddly huggie?  let’s face it, for all my annoyances I am still me and that’s a nice feeling.  limited more so in social scenes for lacks to handle them be they health related. not the point.  but I’m me and that’s good as I still live and that often is the best affirmation

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isn’t it fun that when it matter, yes this is for alllll the money in life, that I’ve the choice to be me and I’m rather good at that.

Okay, I would like to discus bad advice.  bad advice is when you wish a attractive result and end up waiting for either more of the same and or an unattractive result…all based upon trusting someone’s approach/words.    this can come from parents and or religious leaders ondown to that person you’re about to not see anymore because they bring ya down.    am I refering to fresh bad advice? no.  but some of my altime favorite lies and bullshit…aka BAD advice.

Wait!  okay this isn’t always bad advice especially if you’re wanna have sex and can’t afforfd it. but waiting has a key disadvantage in wasting time.  time you could be working and or recieving what you’re after.    other’s will show you time and again they dont and they succeed.  so waiting… not quite bad advice but as it applies to happiness – it can be sec too young good, for cars to go buy also good but love… all I ever saw was the easing of pressure was good for…not me I’ll tell you.  getting ahead at work largely waiting is bad advice here too.  hanging out under water to breath…also largely bad advice after 15 seconds on average for most of us…it get’s really awful to fatal after about 4 minutes.  waiting is largely bad advice.  especially for others to begin likeling you too it’s awful advice- most wont because they worked on disliking you or forgetting about you so waiting?  largely bad advice.  however if it means getting mommy’s attention0 you may just find out soon enough you acheived that and now do not wish so much of it. oopsie. 

reforming yourself.  this is good if we’re talking shower/personal grooming.  most of life is how ya lok and such is a good thing to not be smelled unpleasantly coming.  this would explain more than anything why cigarette smoking is on the decline because we all know that english leather is a far better scent….figures I’m allergic to it.
 come onover here pall mall 20 class a’s   However learning to be financially sound has twice been shown me VERY recently to mean shit nothing towards attracting romance.    It took me many years about just over a decade to get a loan as prior to said my credit really didn’t allow that and for a time now still wont again…aww boo, not as good at giving yet more money away shucks.    but wow I learned to fight and win an apartment I got 8 months longer to have it go tits up cause someone else bought it and wanted more dough so I pay about the same to have slipped backwarks in life to move up social economically to a single family  type detached house.    again this means I can help people but it got harder to weild the power as now I have more of a committee to put it to.  I succeeded in not getting laid and losing a phone and having no one to look at.  drag, this stepping up shit sure works out.    this like waiting and in fact many have employed both to defeat my interests … has shown that the only thing in life that counts is being there and being one’s self.  so the best worst advice going

is to wait and reform.

science matters?  this is also largely slickly shit advice…  but for another time.

what follows is old shit from when I was mostly someone else

you’re job is,??

why did I fail way back when?  don’t worry I don’t care one fucking shit for your answer. – unless it’s relevant..

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Why oh Why does which work?

08.02.1985

picture from: wacohistoryproject.org

There, the altar Hope

assends, spiraling

two locomotive

shells and five more souls

purified from life

Just before sunset

one gravel mover

close to clear sailing

put tthe hammer down

here comes hell’s sunshine

This ain’t no special

we are so scheduled

We’re the ev’nin freight

we’ll make our next break

heaven equals three

Is it worth one more?

to be pencil pushed?

one more wagged finger?

toasted s’mores roadside?

a trainer’s punchline?

Wreck Survivable

protocalls ignored

coffee and doughnut

Your lives tossed asside

too few fucking died.

You dropped the highway

hospitalized some

called for over-time

made my biggest sound

made rushing a sin

Bet you’d rather life

Guess what Blue Collars?

You suspected knives

“ain’t my fault!” hollers

You made New York Times

Sev’n fourty pee em

Around a blind curve

you said, “c’mon baby,

grab hold, LOCK & SQUEAL”

it took all you had.

I’m a bit bummed this was daily news once- I heard the crash and saw the smoke, but i cant find any online documentation of a news article any more what follows is a map location- remember it was half that infrastructure existed….

http://wikimapia.org/1745541/1985-Train-Wreck-location
http://www.nytimes.com/1987/01/05/us/recent-us-train-wrecks.html
http://www.ntsb.gov/recs/letters/1985/R85_13_15.pdf

I can’t find their names. this saddens me.  so does the callous way it must be the dead’s fault. it takes over a mile to engage the brakes of one train and two we coming head on with less than 4 miles notice both speeding….whatever you can read for yourself the ntsb report.
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this poem is quit simply from a prompt including a real life story – I saw that smoke of collision at 10.
what do I get for crafting a story ? crickets.
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here is one of the highest rated poems of that time or ever I put out-
Monday, 09 May 2011

    You Old Pearl.

it’s hard to admit that they’ve won

Oh, it’s long since been decided on

It’s you and I don’t mean maybe or

some other suck me off, lied insult

me running to your water’s trough

am I happy with my choice?

sure. I want you and need you

of course, it’s about needs

you can sing to me birdsong true

vibrating within me what bleeds

some are dying to compliment or complain

love is a game for the vain

but Pay attention to hows

you took away my fantasies

and inserted plain

You wondered how you’d fit

you don’t

but your a glove

comfortable and all around

shut up about the metaphor leather

so what if you are old

so what if you are plain

you glow in a way I can not explain

the way a dawning day does within rain

the way sunshine is a bright smear from behind a cloud

you are whatever I said I wanted

and perhaps more of a soul of worth

I’m supposed to tell you these things

yet I’m wont to smile sometimes like a curse

I love you scenes of my words, Queen of my verse.

and because you are older

perhaps a little truer, bolder

i can’t think of anything to offer but a shoulder

And lets be honest now

I’m but the field’s cow

MOOO! what world did I move around?

Should that matter – why, YES

each of our caresses blesses

and with luck there is a certain justice

no no, I’m of legal age you fuckers

too young yes but a prize ripe for you cougar pluckers

but I’m well past legal age, suckers.

but what honestly have I to offer past company

that certain kind of somethingee

a shined penny ciderella coloured pumpkiny

“But even a poor taylor deserves some happiness”*

maybe the inner critic would slap me less

You, Sweetheart, make me a champ- nothing less.

picture,…

http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4633456200_d1be8ac6a9_z.jpg

* references the taylor after Topol’s Daughter in “Fiddler On The Roof”

(highest rec’d poem to date at 9.)

-(shush, it’s not great typing I know that’s I swear half of my charm)-  yes, wanting as maybe evident this is about someone resulted more in getting me DUMPED like a hot sack of bricks than a hug of thanks.
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MIRED

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a proper parody (complete) of “Fire” by Bruce Springsteen but popularized by the Pointer Sisters in 1978. bruce singing his own tune, the Pointer Sisters making his words famous

the hiss as the lid pops off

two scoops in the basket paper

I connect the machine

and wish it to “brew”

oh it so healthy

quintessential desire

soon I’ll be wired

MIRED

 
Up all NIGHT

I’m staring at an ashtray

contemplatin’ a wasted day

I swear I’ll quit tommorow

I feel it with all my heart

but on sight of sun’s fire

those blued smoke rings

MIRED

I was sold on these

right from the start

vices so blighted

I didn’t pay heed to my heart

my nerves all calmed

blissful synaptic fuel

it so much a part of my life

but its just got to GO

Coffee, Tea & Cigarettes

and my alcohol’s fire

I know just the stuff to get

but not how me to deny

my health’ll be shit

and we all know why

but just one taste

MIRED

MIRED

I say NO, LIAR

get me a grab’n'go WIRED

Suckin’ down my FIRE

Woo! and am I feeling no pain

MIRED

killing me, I’m

TIRED

no pain, but killing me

WIRED

Who’s hooked on the stuff?

(Mired)

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(the ‘coffee, tea and cigarettes/mired” theme has plagued me now for about 14 years….somebody is just friggin’ slow to do his own honey do’ list of projects.)
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selected for publication, christmas cancellation of that project.

Saturday, 25 December 2010

    seppuku by cylinders
     
    gold-eyed goddess storms
    judgment day’s sinister turn
    our love now for worms
     
    cold, this hand pressing
    caressing this thread and its truth
    click. chances progressing
     
    wednesday night whiskey
    fiery courage torch-lit truth
    click. this life’s risky.
     
    whiskeyed words hang
    damning one in the balance
    believe, I love you
     
    daggered truths be known
    I shiver replaying ghosts
    our love on rocks shown
     
    click. echoes return
    time soon sums up sentiment
    salvation ‘s deferred
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    March 12th, 2010. js (a different way to rhyme)
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powerful subject limited audience…
2 December 2010

    bhadddd lines

Onan ‘s Broken
I can’t use my right hand
cat fight gone wrong
and I’m the loser, DAMN!
I almost would have preferred
sand in the Vaseline
oh sure that ain’t keen
but imagine this pain’s scream
I have work
a rare enough feat
to carry about an old sheltie
and I’m dripping tears
I get to await but jeers
what moron risk’s himself
to avoid one mess
only to incur fate
no one handed heroing
Wanh! for goodness sake!
and I more Christmas misery
oh us big brained humans?
just guess who wants to be loved
that hateful furry loser
lost to a kitten half his size
oh he ain’t powerless
shake hands with me
I’ll literally cry.
defeat
no sour cream soloing
that little bastard
chewed not just me
but my week.
he even tried to swallow his frustration
oh these thoughts of his upcoming castration
I lost to a feline
let me hear those laughs  
-those crimes
that little fuzzball weeny
done in my dignity
laugh- seriously!
it isn’t you
that earned hisself
a wrist full of teeth
yes, a “boo boo”
 
Onan’s broken
laugh at my twice “withouts”
no deed however good
goes unpunished
but seriously, it’s more like
like good deeds pave the way to hell
um, two cliches in a row-shhh  
I’d tell on myself!
yes, good deeds made it certain
my week of shambles
searing pain
one more
yes, as if I haven’t enough
one more disability
no, not jerking off
boo hoo to a little enforced restraint
but
you try drawing insulin through ampules
through needle to the syringe
cringe
I have to do it one handed
and it ain’t no sinch
yeah, merry Christmas crunch’n'munch
the fuzzball thought me the dinner of his sorrows
I lost, I was lunch
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I still actually write lol

Sunday, 17 July 2011

    saw. NSFW

    saw.

    attired in only truth
    I stand before you honestly
    With all the storms that rage within
    eyes flashing lightning offers for the future
    if only the light reflects that offer within your eyes.

    you ask for directions
    as to answer I plainly point
    follow with my eyes to my desire
    they’re alight upon your magic fires

    The truth can touch
    both with that of a gentleness-
    how a fingertip caressing your creases
    or perhaps the lips kisses whispering pleases

    The truth can touch
    also with a clenched grasp
    a need of some desperation
    afraid to accept the secret why
    as hinted knives drop upon your ears

    The breezes mingle
    the red sweat of fears
    oranged regrets borne
    the white obvious of truth
    the blue of lingering years
    the yellow beauty friendship
    and the green solace soothing
    with purple’s chance of enlightenment

    each color shimmers
    across the moments of you
    how lavendered hair dances it’s shrug
    how your small of your back aches to display
    forward your saucy smile catching who’s caught looking
    you know, all of what you got going on below your beltline?

    to gently encircle
    to move within you passion
    of how I’d like to explore desire’s fashion
    of how you can breathe out your need in a gasp

    as I grasp a hold of you
    how you squirm not away but closer
    to be explore with each and every touch
    to shout silently I too have hold of you at last

    a gentle nibble
    tasting the nape of your neck
    where desire’s pools just moments below
    arch closer closer exposing your lusting needs
    I can’t help but here the gasp you let the secret escape

    it is time to question
    the answers of your eyes
    I’m looking for hope’s brightness
    I’m trying not to steal your secret sighs
    I see room to steal a kiss hello not goodbye

    shining and cool
    with a moisture sweet
    the promises continue
    please need me as if whispered
    and don’t ask how what where when and why

    the trailing lips glide
    just down your jaw line
    a breath pulled in from your chin
    seems to shudder within you a truth
    is your ears need for a nibble from my tooth

    gone for now is the need
    the need to speak of love
    but of exploring your treasure
    no asked why but of yes or no in your eye

    closer still I press
    testing for meanings
    within each stroked caress
    one of how gently flowing and fine -
    your hair flowing like a rive through these hands

    or how my hand promises
    to stir your pools of desires
    gently circling and kneading
    with a tongue tracing nipple medallions.

    a kiss upon the zenith
    of your solar plexus arched
    gently jiggling desires above
    tracing again  just why you move around

    a kis now for your heart
    how it must beat in it’s cage
    the glistening of your skin glowing
    and how you rise and fall within each breath
    how each should without finger seek s to hold on tight

    a kiss  as I trace
    the similarity of symmetry
    of two hills and a valley deep
    of how smooth your landscape is
    found again a fountain head on which to drink

    how you back ungulates
    to accommodates waves of air
    and also of the needs there

    time drifts
    slowly away

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least favorite poem ever and thee highest  appreciated one.

it is /was a colored concrete poem most often this mens I wrote it center justified.

Tuesday, 08 March 2011

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to need to go when

good god damn morning

may you fall through heating vents

and your car not start

upturned knife, haiku underneath.  not as cool looking as another knife poem I did stabbing down

yes, this is a mixed of my best and what I liked the best. yes I hate half of this,  and most of you read it all.  can you guess what is which.

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I made it too friday!  Woke late on Saturday then “breakfast” knocked me for a loop so I had to return for insulin and a nap, – tomorrow if I can manage I will waddle to the brunch.  chances are slim I will make brunch.  I didn’t open mic this year.

the late wake wouldn’t have hurt but mom showed up with m Irish roommate – lol, living elsewhere and they as I’d be too, were hungry.  so I?  eventually ended up at steak ‘n’ shake and wow the magic was off today- boring typical not their usual wowza.  after this we get my roommate to his outting and as I’d have an hour before openmic at least I went to the library, got two books on poetry one a 1967Haiku in English – harold g   …man that sounds like harry and the hendersons- wonder if harry has big feet?.. and h.w.longfellow book poetry of plces.    I’m trying to go with places I’ve heard of and or can research to some connecting meaning.

all I wrote friday is in the lady roommate’s car I think so you get wait.

but the highlights from friday are?

my first workshop of the day was on the idea of picking strong topic- walmart ‘s sneaky backroom dealings to shoehorn they’re way in by TIFF moneys and without community consideration- as it’s shown they drop property values now significan’tly whereever they go -take your sales tax yet do not have to pay it to the places it goes and of course my local area sitation as this is one of the more well healed neighborhoods in town….remember it was next to two hospitals the university hospital and a place called national jewish which is renouned for respitory healthcare.

the other topic of which our group spent our time on was how suicide death toll now is larger than battle death thus 80 minutes, yes 80 minutes a solder dies… …

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the second workshop was covering the importance of words used andsomething to the idea of performance.  once of the books mentioned was senses and sound? o perrine I think covering the very base of  study.

I got some haiku and an interesting exercise out of the deal – what would you miss if you weren’t here…a post mortum if you will. list poets list it. twist? what wont you miss too.

Friday 1:00 PM Workshop- Charles Nichols $5
Friday 3:00 PM Workshop- Lynda La Rocca $5

Saturday 11:00 AM Workshop- Anita Jepson Gilbert $5
Saturday 11:00 AM Workshop- John Macker $5

Saturday 1:00 PM Workshop-Rachel Kellum $5

a word to the wise- poetry will get up some support but it traditionally doesn’t get up the owners of venues as poets are fairly cheap

good morning here’s a cup of tea.  barry’s gold an irish tase of home.  last night ended with a twice as long as expect meeting with the cousins inviting his parents and grandmother in.    Yay actually.  yay I got to meet family and yay to be reminded of going head firt threw a families memories picture frame and yay I am the fancy pants cook.  pitty they are conservative politic folk but none of us are perfect.

did you remember the joy that is a taco bell by midnight?

alright, cheap a bastard as I am I bought the three philosophers  quadrupel, a belgium stylings type beer.  yes there is cherries yes it’s dark like that pictured above so a chocolately cherries thing but  here’s something = at 12 a bomber… fuck it, get something worth drinking.  it rates 4.28 of five starz so is a respectable beer supposedly about a 5th choice of real beers on real drinkers lists and remember these are the same assholes wanted about 2 12 packs worth of just about what they’d drink. of YOUR cash. so fuck the snobs this beer smell sour cherries with a 5 minute pour into a perfectly chilled class or it explodes into foam.  it tastes like soured stale bread with a twange of kirsch wassen or cherry schnaps and is therefore about the lamest beer I’ve ever had in my life fuck this overpriced bullshit.  I’d literally prefer a heavy waste of my money and life guiness prefering murphy’s irish stout infinently to it.  I was almost promised a cherry cordialy choc cherry type taste and type is right because type rhyme with trite and thats about the best that can be said of a beer in most snobby beer markets it’s for fuck face losers who think they have tast when all they want is not the shit water you drink and they admit nothing of the integrity of an actually good beer.

snob alert beer.

don buy a yeti double stout or any microbeer of your choice – you’ll be far better fleeced than by this also micro brew of new york the state of snobbish tastes if they get it right which they do but not in this case FUCK THIS BEER WHAT A WASTE

no, I did not like the first taste and now i’ve 20 ozes to go and need serious help.

there, a mai tai as most might en  v  ision a succulant sip upon the beach.

here is why I’m not fucking crazy – I know about the circulating rumors!

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ngredients

• 2 cups light rum
• 1 cup dark rum
• 1 cup 151 proof rum
• 1 cup orange curacao (orange flavored liqueur)
• 1 cup almond flavored syrup
• 1 cup simple syrup
• 10 limes, juiced
• 1/2 gallon fresh orange juice

this is thee recipe for the “perfect mai tai”

http://allrecipes.com/recipe/the-perfect-mai-tai/

so…. for the proof I’m NOT craxy when I offer you a maitai latte?  here’s why I’d not be far wrong from understanding what I read using it and creating something not so crazy new….  I hate to break it to you lot… I’m not dumb or crazy… I simply readand have a bit of luck picking up on some obscurities.

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I would like to thank @songoftheheart for being lucky in her chosen namesake because I clicked on her thenother thoughts like this and voila I have….

the real supposedly mai tai recipe but found proof of the fake-o one above that I’ve shared for years  as a grand way to make apply tasting coffees of distinction.

why is it fake?

what ends this blog is a picture with a price.  passion fruit syrup, red.  where in the recipe about is there passionfruit or red?  hmn, pretty obvious that there is a pretender to the thrown?

http://www.grouprecipes.com/61259/the-real-trader-vics-mai-tai.html

nope

Ingredients

• 4 ounces light rum
• 2 ounces Triple Sec
• 8 ounces passion fruit juice
• Ice cubes
• 2 ounces dark rum
• Lime wedge

http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/bobby-flay/mai-tai-recipe/index.html

we allll know the food network is right about everything

Trader Vic’s Passion Fruit Syrup 1.0L
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What I’m after is to take pencil/ink aim at the 18×24 sketch pad I got to put to paper architectual designs./ideas *something more than the mostly words following this and something slightly more recoizably an idea/design than a doodle ona notebook page because I was bored.  However, it takes excitement to put feet and such in front of eachother so here we are with factuals 2: too factual.

http://starmanjones.xanga.com/766757855/factuals/

above is factuals …so that you can combine the ideas which are at heart no home designed without serious consideration of being stuck in an oversized wheel chair with limited reach and just the same storage need as anyone else, less cash to afford high falutin living and yet a larger need for said to be comfy.

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this for review’s sake means passize eggress to and from the home and rooms without electrical aid.  but not in review now and moving on isspace utization.  I can’t climb well without legs and in fact I never could pul myself much more than a foot high than I had jumped up a rape….while this means I’m not strong up top, it also means I suspect many want to live more cerebrally than physically…in short the space has to come to us not us going to the space….and electrical assistance cant be ten thousand buttons- some of us get flippin confused and also stuff breaks so mechanical pass through must also be consider… I don’t want to be a lunatic in a chair shout at my house to let me in HAL.

interior considerations thus  are:

passive egress * factuals

mechanical passthrough – yet electric assistance – I like powered living it’s convenient but if something breaks I’m not living without for long I need that security

space must come to us so raiseable lowerable shelves/ horizontal surfaces

roll under for as many elements as is possible making the reach one has one arm or two important and honored.

now th yes reclining on a cushion kicking out the feetese above things are best built in with the idea that later  resurfacings are custom buildable inexpensively.  why? because surfaces are hwat it changd in a home because I don’t want someone else’s dream I want mine god, damn it.  and dumb as this is a car pristinely paint and shine is sexy yet it only helps if it runs.  if it ran perfect and looked like an ugly clunker then it’s overall desirability is far less, however yes we pay for what works – so surface updatablity is a consideration. not however a mantra.  we pay for mantras.

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the ideas I have are:

missle stylo style round house where the definition is 20 feet is the stories height  yet 25 feet rest turn around points and one inch to one foot traveled rise is120 ft or5 stopping points  to turnabout/rest or five level in wiwhich to work  fun within depth/heigh difference per floor and yes a manual platform can lift/drop a chair such a distance what do you think public busses use?

underwater cave house – this home takes the aquarium concept and makes it possible to stare at your pantry so to speak  at all times.  this is the underwater equivalent to living in a cottage up in michigan staring at dinner through a scope or magnification lense.

eire artist’s loft.  this 2 bedroom with stuio idea is for that person who wants to take in the scenery just let the eyes real it in.    it’s ideas of living are letting space star from the cushions of sitting up elegant japanese style about acouch with someone perhaps behind you preparing dinner as you both together watch your favorite sho- tapping thearm rest to magically transport you a cold beverage  be it  an absulut martini or a glass bottle soda.  this home has with it the interior feel of a pirate ship too as you using a counterweighted platform lift you ropes and all up the stairs to your studio secluded and quiet and lockably secure from below and without yet in emergencies you can simply roll down the ramp to safety away.  2 feet from you fresh grilling hibatchi skewers of oh chicken satay. mmm or teriyaki steak  or toasted unagi maki.  full glass walles  or large windows overlooking lunatic seagull squacking out from the lake.

egg house.  the egg house idea I drew up in paper form versus mspaint are two different homees- the loss of the sixth room and a den hurt the point of the home.  this home takes a large family and holds within it the bosom that family should be close to.  get your mind out of the gutter, I’m not talking about a face into her chest although this can happen.  the point of the home was to allow family to live a bit seperately yet be close yet also have that massive privacy perople need to fuck up on their own time frames and yes thus live for themselves yet also sneak over for morning tea with mom…. or suck down a brew with dad before goin to pork his daughter.  egg house was designed as the family grows  there is no implicit demand anyone stay and space is divideable so that borders for a time can supliment income.  this is the house for the mommy knowing her children can see the grand kid and live closely within family to allow for dancing formally not to some filth!  yes smell the grosing about what’s tasteful   joshy can library it up learning …catch a movie maybe. it’s 2 stories tall.  cleverly above normal view of intollerant mom is a secluded upstair patio for nude sunbathing overlooking the world but reasonably private from the world.  yes maybe daughter is a nudist and her mother is a prude…stuff has been known to happen and space enough to allow a little freedom is important… before you think I’ve lost my mind and want teen pregnancy… there are rooms cleverly close enough to allow for  a lil less time to sneak in sex   I aint that dumb infact there is not so muchas a door on daughter’s room just a secluded curve so that dressing isn’t observe yet  giggles can be monito – red.  essentially this house is so grandma’s headphones are a gift of great hidden meaning and deafness for freedom can be dreamt of or people can just get along??

on golden pond-yes goodtheme and I forget the movie if I eversaw it  this isn’t about jane fonda- this IS asloop shaped building as if it were a ship…that set sail long ago or was anchored awaiting being pulled and sold for scrap… any metaphor is possible but the idea that one’s ship has come in is important.a place where you can live with an eye towards your futre and your need of a legacy.-  for you see the chooice is that offcetting the cost of ownership/rentals yes some places must be rented and also rented at income sustane ment adjust rates.  why? because the more community cross section the more grants and services pay for this place to be lucrative for some, a joy to others similar to hitting the llottery, and close to places that either pay your mortgage for you if they’re successful and you with hoa associton are savvy, or well not. your choice.  on golden pond is a no part of it can not be inspected by a person in a wheelchair thus employing people with disabilities in non traditional opportunities is a hallmark and another grant to pay for this building and lower it’s maintainance cost. and yes what bliss it can be if within the mall downstairs the was the elegant enough bar exlusive enough to boot the current clinkor out and catch hold of the next all withing 12 steps.

there- homes 5ideas and notes about whats within so *I* dont forget

1 inch rise/elevation : to 12 inches length/slope = equals a safe enough manual chair egress ramp.

every 25-30 ft of rise is a good place to take a break from hauling up a ramp or let one’s hands cool off from braking a decent.

the mandatory point of accommodations is 33 1/2 inches width – to allow egress of a wheelchair…not all chairs but this is the point.

fire codes require IN MANY areas, two escape points from any bedroom.  ask yourself if a window does a wheelchair bound soul any good.

without moldings….TRIM… many doors or windows are just plain tacky. ask yourself is 4 inches MORE is worth it to achieve good looks.

the most import concept of a modern space is NOT to feel cramped/claustrophobic.  ask yourself if minimum doesn’t feel just that way…cramped.

thus without covering turning or turning 180º around, we have the minim to go forward or backwards and enter through doorways.

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to be comfortable most people sitting like to recline somewhat thus take up more volume than being straight up and down or sitting ramrod straight.

thus while not fully horizontal, a 6 soot  patch long might be a reasonable   forward and backward point and 35 inches wide plus 2 enches each side  for mouldings is reasonable to assume for area

building is so much easier with easy math I dont want 39 calculations! yuck, 40 is more stand oh good I have half an inch of room each side of wal material to make the space

to turn fully around though? 35 plus 6 feet cling is 9 feet roughlyagain 10 feet to not feel cramped….

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so to make sure one can turn around in any room ten square foot is required free space. – not freedom but comfortable egress.  40 inch unfinished width hallways are also a bare minimum of comfortable egress.every 25-30 ft there must be a ten square foot area so as to turn around  complete and comfortably. as well as simply rest from trying to climb or descend..    It is pointless to have a 2windows as escape-ways so doors….this coupled with a passive as in manual ramp for any sort of elevation changes is a requirement.  this is incidentally almost double of the lateral requirements of non-wheelchair bound people in a hallway and 1- times as clumsy  a requirement within a roo…okay over 3 times  as a 4 foot square space is more than adequate to turn on ones heals and 18 inches space is require to navigate between object sides or again half 3 feet.  However if a wheel chair bound person NEEDS space this is one thing non wheelchair bound people simple breath out in relief not to be shoehorned in.

13.5 ft on way is 54′ in mattress..a comfy cozy snuggle next to a partner, two night tables or sides of matress to get a chair to 40 inches mouldings 2 @ 2 inch so or 142 inches butadd 26 inches as such is one space 40 is the min  so the new minim wall is 14 feet.  length of a bed 84 inches ooops plus 120 more to turn fully around or 18.  well lets toss in a bit of symetry long ago agreed upon – the golden mean or the golden ratio… 1:1.68 so the smaller wall must be 14 feet   168 inch equal the one so 168 x 1.68 (228+  easy math now! 228/12 is 23.5 feet. so a simple bedchamber is 14 x 23.5 or 329 square feet  we’veno storage, no bathroom, no food noliving/diningnooffice/exercise no pet space/ nada do you get the feeling designing wheelchair spacefriendly is very large?

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this is of course all in aid of living space Ideas I wish to draw up a bit more closer to realistic scales…not sketched ideas but  real spaces with a chance they can execute….you know into paper ideas to real mama mias.

let it not be said I don’t understand some simple basic concepts required by law, by necessity, by desire.  look for more later   oh you can officially convict me of thinking

I’m not impressed.  I went to costco as I did last year to sam’s club giving away the card prior to expiration.  I’m not impressed.

here’s why:

9.29/32 is ~30 cents a can diet soda in this case diet coke.

3 for $12 12 packs  (3 x 12 48; 12.00 / 48 is .25 a can)

I pay a nickle ROUGHLY MORE a can?…savings?

-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5L6Uz67u4xM

15.00 / 12 is $1.25 a roll off brand paper towel 2x roll. 

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however I may say the big sized chalulah 2 for 8 22oz. bottles did seem a bargain as they run on the or of 10 at the kingsoopers..

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bulk granola bars pressed glass kind and no nutritional value chey we’re decent.

I bought a few items in other words at the costco and and spent 167 at the store and 13 for dinner/ gas to make it attractive and also be able to repeat.  I’m not impressed it seems the only thing I can get at this place is bulk candy and maybe maybe some pork ribs.  I do believe this trip was no better than an expesive stocking run.

yes, I’m talking about perception and I looked up the rumbers sue  me for knowing if the price is right.

1996, happy gilmore, “the price is wrong, Bitch”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5L6Uz67u4xM