August 24th, 2006
Groonkly Bit
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
— Dr. Seuss
August 14th, 2006
Groonkly Bit
Never trust a nun. Never trust a nurse. And never trust a cat.
— Sound advice from Doctor Who episode “New Earth”
July 25th, 2006
Groonkly Bits: Live Your Life by Deadwood Quotes
‘Twas but my tongue, not my soul that swore.
— Euripides (Hippolytus, 428bc)
— Euripides (Hippolytus, 428bc)
Actual quotes from one of the better shows on televison:
“Every day takes figuring out all over again how to fuckin’ live.”
–Joanie Stubbs
–Joanie Stubbs
“Announcing your plans is a good way to hear God laugh.”
“The world does not end because you are in despair. Until you are dead, there is more punishment in store. Take it like a man and give some back.”
–Al Swearengen
I don’t recall which character related the the middle quote. And I could be wrong about Joanie saying the first. It feels like something she would say.
There’s a taste of caged anger in the air. Is it Hearst‘s mad desires for “the color” that’s destroying all the decent people in an admittedly undecent town? I can not say. I only know it’s gonna be a Deadwood day.
July 3rd, 2006
Groonkly Bit: Dinosaurs are the New Groonk
The Sweeties don’t disappoint.
Can’t I get drunk with pirates AND go back and see the true colors of “terrible lizards”? They both sound like ace plans in my book.
reader comment:
7d says: and the “teeth machine” dinosaur is an “o” off from saying your handle..! you should be so proud… chewie says too many and a clandestined dino too few… somewhere in the middle, well…
I did notice, 7d, and you’re right. Not enough dinosaurs ‘GRONK’ or ‘GROONK’ these days. I’d love to have that little panel as a shirt though.
Hmm…
June 28th, 2006
Groonkly Bit
No one describes pornography as fun…
–Robin Abcarian, Times Staff Writer
–Robin Abcarian, Times Staff Writer
This goes in conjunction with this year’s Erotic Expo.
June 8th, 2006
Groonkly Bit: Now with Words
Time to evolve:
Word of the Day
mire (noun, transitive verb, intransitive verb)[mier]
noun
1. moist, spongy earth; a bog
2. deep mud: “We felt the front wheels of our truck sink into the mire.”
3. an undesireable situation; a predicament; ‘the mire of poverty’
transitive verb
4. to weigh down
5. to soil with mud or dirt
intransitive verb
6. to sink or become stuck in mud
Origin
Approximately 1300; from Old Norse, ‘myrr’: bog, swamp; related to Old English, ‘mos’: bog.
To be mired in self-doubt and overthought is to dig a little bit of your own grave every day.
May 30th, 2006
Groonkly Bits
Don’t you love it when your past self is just as smart as your present self?
—Ponzu
—Ponzu
I wish I could say I’ve experienced that sensation more often. Usually all I get are institutions telling me my past self is too dumb for their present.
Sad thing is, they were half right. But only half.
May 25th, 2006
Groonkly Bit
I live. I stir. I’ve got much nonsense in my head and it needs to be siphoned off. Or possibly bled out. One way or another, the nonsense should go into the interwub while all the good thoughts continue to keep me warm and focused on making some useful and, god willing, sellable fiction.
Tranferring mind energies means one half of the equation is always unbalanced. I would make a terrible chemist. Don’t even talk to me about math. The thing about my way of balancing, there’s always a shift. The fat kid bores with his side of the see-saw and bullies his flunky to switch seats.
Until that happens, things will be slow here.
There’s a bit in one of the later Jack Ryan books — and you’re damn right I read them all, those things sold in the multimillions and were acting on the heads of a mass audience like no-one since Stephen King — where a general says to Ryan, “we will give them HYPERWAR.” And I said, fuck yeah, show me the HYPERWAR, you funny-looking little man. No fucking sign of it. No discussion, no theory, no evidence aside from a single UAV and some micromunitions. If you promise me HYPERWAR, I want to fucking learn about it. But that might have slowed down the relentless this-happens-then-that-happens-then-this-other-thing-happens.
–Warren Ellis “How Is It Friday Already?” Bad Signal Newsletter
Ellis had words about Tom Clancy’s writing style. Needless to say, he was not amused. Yet he buy’s the suckers each time.
I was amused by the “you funny-looking little man” comment and the thought of “HYPERWAR”. Why that is, I do not know.
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