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Cake day: June 12th, 2023

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  • In the 1981 film Excalibur, adapted from “Le Morte d’Arthur” by Sir Thomas Malory.

    When after years and years lost to an evil spell, King Arthur is free and strong and purposeful once more, he pays Queen Guinevere a visit, at the convent where she had retreated from the world and had become a nun.

    In her chamber, Guinevere reaches under her bed and produces what seems like a miracle: Excalibur itself, which Arthur had regarded as utterly lost. As Arthur takes and wields Excalibur in a mixture of disbelief and delight, Guinevere whispers happily, “I kept it”.

    Then Arthur reels off these parting words, which I shall try to reconstruct from pure memory:

    I have often dreamt, that in the hereafter of our lives,
    when I am just a man, and owe no more to the future,
    you will come to me, and claim me yours,
    and know that I am your husband. It is a dream I have…

    Then Arthur turns, wielding Excalibur, and leaves, en route to fulfill his destiny for one final time.










  • These should be the Level Bosses in an RPG about a hair styling salon.

    Call it like the old hair styling magazine from Spain, I think the name was Llongueras, I have NO idea what the word means but that double-L from Spanish is striking:
    Lluvia, Llano, Llegar, Llave, Llama, Llorar…
    any of these could begin with Y, they are unused words or vacant spots in the language, devoid of meaning:
    Yuvia, Yano, Yegar, Yave, Yama, Yorar…

    Anyway… Anton Chigurh hair, baby, yeah!
    Anton Chigurh is the final boss! Cutting his hair then suddenly a coin starts flipping!


  • I hate Istanbul. You know why?
    Because it’s too far away from me!

    I mean… here I am, willing, able,
    rearing to go, locked and loaded
    so to speak… and there it is…
    it decided to plop down its’ rear,
    its’ fat lazy ass, on the opposite,
    far side of the freakin’ world.

    I mean… the nerve of this city!
    What does it want from me, to
    remain as far away as possible?
    Well I’ll tell ya, it’s succeeding,
    and doing a bang up job at it, too!

    EDIT: that goes for you, too, Tokyo!







  • I feel you, man. Any image that I don’t remember seeing before 2022 gets an asterisk from me, and I hate having to do that.
    And even then, before AI there were two decades of Photoshop, but the current stream of synthetic tripe is like a fireman’s hose, and now even with videos.