BOOOZE!!!

OKAY, it had to happen.

My first DRUNK blog.

That’s right, I currently am PLASTERED beyond rational description.  And I won’t even tell you how many times I have already back-spaced to correct the spelling in this post.

Fortunately, I have this wonderful system that allows me to correct my typing before I actually submit something…yeah.  God Bless the mighty Spell Checker.

Anyway…I am feeling no pain.   My downstairs neighbor is cool enough to be a partier-magnet.  That is, there are seemingly ALWAYS people visiting.  –And drinking.  Lots of beer flows in the little appartment downstairs.  Lots of cigaretts burn to ashes on the balcony just downstairs from my own.

And this evening, I could smell the smoke, and I heard VOICES, MAN!!!  (And they weren’t in my head–that was the whole problem.)  So–I went out on my balcony tonight…and my neighbor said, “What are you up to?”

And I said…”Not much.”

So…

I grabbed a fith of Potter’s Vodka out of my larder…and I went downstairs…and I knocked on the door.  My neighbor’s friend answered.  And I said…”Is this a private party…or can anybody join?”  …and I waved the bottle…and he let me in.

That bottle is empty now…and I’m happy.

You see, I’m the kind of person who doesn’t like to drink alone.

I’ve had a cupboard full of booze for, like…six months.  And with no friends who drink, I haven’t touched a DROP!!  That bottle of VODKA has sat there untouched since 2006.   (Normally, I’m a Tequilla drinker, and my last drinking  group in 2008 was a buncha Mexicans…duh.)  So…Vodka time.

I drank about half of the bottle myself…the rest, I shared with the group.  And, as I said, I’m good and drunk.

Life is good.

SASS has spoken.

P.s., Idid I actually say anything about the party?  No?  Well..I guess that’s a subject for ANOTHER blog entry…sorry.

I’m too drunk to talk about that……..

– the SASS Man

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A Most Extrordinary Muppet!

This one goes out to all the losers, the zeroes, and the underappreciated and disenfranchised everywhere.

Today,  I have seen the most extrordinary performance ever by one of Jim Henson’s “Muppets” that I have ever witnessed.

This performance wasn’t the work of Gonzo the Great; it wasn’t one of Ms. Piggy’s infamous tirades; it wasn’t Fozzy’s comedic genius;  it wasn’t even an example of Kermit the Frog’s own fomidible talent.

No … this amazing performance was put fourth by none other than the single-most put-down, pathetic, and under-rated creature on the entire Muppets cast.

This incredible multi-song line-up was fronted and performed … by Beaker.

“BEAKER?” you might ask in disbelief.  And, you would be right in assuming that the poor thing couldn’t carry a tune to save his life…or even speak except in unintelligible squeeks and meeps.  As the assistant to the Muppets’ resident mad-scientist, Dr. Bunsen Honeydew, Beaker fits a doubly low role as the butt of all jokes and the subject of the good scientist’s “experiments.”  In short, Beaker is an unmitigated, unabashed, and un-salvagable ZERO.

But Beaker has hidden talent … Beaker can Lip-sync!  And in that performance, for at least one night, Beaker shines!  And yes, my friends, Beaker brought the house down.  And he looked GOOD doing it!

See for yourself:

Beaker on YouTube

In all, Beaker went on to perform at least half a dozen songs, lip-syncing everything from Abba’s “Mama Mia” to Guns ‘n Roses’ “Mr Brownstone” to U2’s “With Or Without You” … even Metallica’s “Master of Puppets”! … all while looking good doing it.  I mean, in “Yellow”, he’s convincing!

This is from The Muppet Show’s ultimate looser!  I would never have expected Beaker to be the star of any Muppets number, let alone the lead in an entire night’s musical lineup!

Of course, now I must also confess to you that each of these numbers was edited–put together from bits of Muppet Show recordings–by the users of You-Tube and other video-sharing websites.  (The footage was mostly from the UK version of “The Muppet Show” episode 424,  which aired February 1980).  Unfortunately, Beaker never performed these songs on the show–and that’s a pity, because these videos show Jim Henson’s most lovable looser in a mode that really is anything but pathetic.  I think the producers ought to consider using this “mode” for him by adding it to his repitoire.  Imagine the delight and wonder for fans everywhere as they discover an area in which Beaker is actually good.

And, you know … this has a symbolic meaning for anyone who is downtrodden, rejected by society, and considered dumb or simple or slow … in short, for every looser, nerd, and zero of any sort … here is a symbol for you!

Being one of those downtrodden outcasts myself, I know how important this is.

You see, for  every one of us who is cast off by society–whether because we lack social skills, or because we studder or have another speach impediment, or due to mental illness or physical imfirmity–for whatever reason ”they,” the powers that make themselves the gods of the social world, choose to reject us and call us “Zeros,” we have a symbol.

With Beaker here, we have a symbolic representation of a universal truth: that every one of us has something special–some hidden talent or gift–something that somewhere, somehow, in some special circumstance, we, too will shine!

And it’s true … every one of us does have a gift.  We now know Beaker’s–he’s a lip-syncing savant … a star performer of the highest caliber–in his own special way.

Each of us is special in our own way, too … the loosers … the zeros … the nerds … the freaks … and the retards.  Every single one is special, too.

Here’s to you, Beaker, from all of us … losers and zeros every one.  Thank you!  And thanks to those who’ve edited your follies into films laden with possibilities … and a promise for the rest of us.

Yes, look at the stars … see how they shine for you, Beaker.  They’re shining for us all … for the losers, and even those that aren’t.

Stay Yellow.

SASS has Spoken.

– the SASS Man

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The Great Galactic “Rip” – My Take

I was reading an article today, about the current scientific theories of the expansion of the universe–and the fact that that expansion is apparently accelerating.  I have a theory of my own about that….

According to one theory, the so-called “Dark Energy” may actually be more powerful than the effect of the force of gravity.  If so, then the most distant galaxies will eventually be too far away to be seen from the earth…and in about a 50-100 billion years, or so, even the stars in our own galaxy will seemingly be flung away into the void, and finally the earth will explode, and the subatomic particles will fall apart completely.  Ouch!

But I think a far more simple explanation may be in order for what may be pushing the most distant galaxies away faster than Gravity can pull ‘em back towards the center.

Pressure.

That’s right…I believe that simple gas pressure, like the force that expands a Helium balloon, may be what’s pushing the galaxies apart.

Physicists have already proved in laboratory experiments that what we think of as ‘vacuum’ is not really empty.  In fact, the empty reaches of space are filled with a veritable sea of “virtual” particles.  In any given location, energy fluctuations may give rise to the spontaneous creation of particle-anti-particle pairs, such as electrons and positrons, or protons and anti-protons, etc.  Now, we have seen that there really is something in the universe akin to Einstein’s “Cosmological Constant”; and in particle accelerators, Positrons and Anti-protons decay into other particles, while electrons and protons, seemingly, are stable.  (At least, the matter in our bodies are not spontaneously flashing into pure energy, so it sure feels stable, anyway…).

Given this disparity between matter and anti-matter, and given the evidence of virtual particle-antiparticle pairs in the vacuum of space, it stands to reason that somehow, matter is being created in the empty space between the galaxies.

Let’s say, for example, that an electron and a positron come into existence somewhere between the local group and the next cluster of galaxies.  There is a chance that either one of those particles may decay into another form before both are consumed in a reaction with another positron or electron from another spontaneous reaction.  But the chance of the positron disintegrating is much higher than the chance for the electron.  That means that, nine times out of ten, there is going to be a loose electron that has no antiparticle to “level out” its existence.  Given millions, billions, or even trillions of such odd-particles-out, that distant void will gradually fill up with gas–mostly hydrogen–which begins to rain down on the galaxies.   And with that gas is coming momentum–as each virtual pair emerges from the background, the energy which spawned the pair is imparted on the particles as well!  Momentum and Mass are constantly being ADDED to the universe, simply because of the lifespan of antimatter!

If I am correct, then the “Big Rip” predicted by Physicists will not happen.  Instead, over billions of years, we will be able to observe the formation of new galaxies, the rebirth of star-formation in existing galaxies, and the eternal expansion of a universe that, in fact, can NEVER die, because its birth and rebirth have never actually ended!

And, in fact, there is some evidence that this is occurring.  astronomers have detected Hydrogen gas falling into the Milky Way from ouside, from the void over what they consider the “top” of our great galaxy.  Hydrogen gas, pouring in from the void, where the decay of antimatter from virtual particle-antiparticle pairs would leave behind the protons and electrons that make it up, and imparted with the momentum resulting from the spontaneous creation of virtual particle pairs, would collectively have just enough energy to give the galaxies that minute “kick” that our physicists are observing as “Dark Energy.”  The gas itself would represent the “missing mass” that we see in the observable universe, and the momentum of creation should be just about enough to account for “dark energy.”

Thus, I suggest, we have found the true secret of the expanding universe:  The Creation has never ended.  Our universe continues to be created all around us…and therefore, maybe there IS no end.

Who knows?  It’s just my thoughts…from One who Watches.

SASS has Spoken.

– the SASS Man

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Watch for the Garbage Carriers!

I got an email today. It’s one that’s been circulating a while … you probably know someone who sends emails with cute photographs or inspirational sayings. These things get passed virally from one person to twenty, and some of them go around the world multiple times.

Well, this was one that I think everyone ought to read, so I’m posting it here:

Beware of Garbage Trucks
by David J. Pollay

How often do you let other people’s nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss,or an insensitive employee ruin your
day?

Unless you’re the Terminator, for an instant you’re probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly one can get back their focus on what’s important. Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here’s what happened.

I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car’s back end by just inches!

The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!’ And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.

”Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they’ll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you, don’t take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You’ll be happy you did.’ So this was it: The ‘Law of the Garbage Truck.’

I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on the streets? It was that day I said, ‘I’m not going to do it anymore.’ I began to see garbage trucks. Like in the movie ‘The Sixth Sense,’ the little boy said,’I see Dead People.’ Well, now ‘I see Garbage Trucks.’ I see the load they’re carrying. I see them coming to drop it off. And like my Taxi Driver, I don’t make it a personal thing; I just smile, wave, wish them well, and I move on.

One of my favorite football players of all time, Walter Payton, did this every day on the football field. He would jump up as quickly as he hit the ground after being tackled. He never dwelled on a hit. Payton was ready to make the next play his best. Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting. Good parents know that they have to welcome their children home from school with hugs and kisses. Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, and at their best for the people they care about.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let Garbage Trucks take over their day. What about you? What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let more garbage trucks pass you by? Here’s my bet. You’ll be happier. Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so..Love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don’t. Believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, TAKE IT! If it changes your life, LET IT! Nobody said it would be easy…They just promised it would be worth it!

I know I’ll never think about people who dump on me the same way again.

What about you?

If you want to learn more, you can visit David J. Pollay’s site, The Law of the Garbage Truck™.

SASS has Spoken.

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The Ultimate Spam-Filter Avoidance Technique

I’ve finally seen it: the Ultimate Spam-Filter Avoidance Technique.  Today, I got a message in my in-box, big as life, amd it wasn’t even marked as spam.  It read:

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Now,  don’t get me wrong, but…if your eyes can see what I can see, you probably already understand the problem.  Spam filters are designed to search through text looking for key words – like viagra, porn and big financial deals – and shuffle the messages off into oblivion.  And, if you look real closely, there’s plenty of text there–lots of it, in fact–all random letters layed out in a nice formatted grid courtessy of “Courier New,” Microsoft’s default Monospaced font.

But what the span filter WON’T see is what your eyes tell you: that this is a sales pitch for that miracle drug that lets men function even when older, failing hardware won’t let them.  And this, of course, is just the start.  I dropped the part that encoded their website address in the same fashion, as well as the snippet from some story or blog post entry that followed it (in a normal font and text size, of course) in order to fool the filter into thinking this was real.

Now, I should tell you, I filter my own spam.  Yes, I have filters on my server(s) mark the spam, but before I get rid of the crap, I like to check it.  It wasn’t from someone I knew, but that wouldn’t have mattered.  I often get messages from people I meet online, or from friends who’ve changed internet providers and so on.  Also, I can generally tell the ones from scammers in South Africa who claim to be needing to use my American bank account(s) to transfer $50,000 to €50 Million out of some defunct corrupt official’s accaounts.  Those people just want an account number so that they can rob my US checking account.  I just forwarded three of those to SPAM@UCE.GOV, the Federal Trade Commission’s Span Reporting address.

But this … this has to go.  I mean, it’s cool and all … As a geek, I get to point and laugh about how the creative Human Mind can overcome “this Technological Terror they’ve constructed” – one more bit of proof that the computer, while logical and fast, will NEVER be crazier (or better) than us.

But why does it always have to be spammers that figure this stuff out?

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SASS has Spoken.

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What kind of Faerie would I be?

I took a quiz today.  It was one of those silly online quizes that asks a question and then purports to tell you about yourself.  I found it here: “That kind of Fae are you?”

 The results were not surprising.  When I’m honest about myself, I’m down to earth, a realist, who looks for the good in all things but doesn’t depend on it.  I see good and bad in all things, and while I always prepare for the worst, I’m no pessimist; most things come out to a balance.  In the end, like Mick Jagger and the Rolling Stones wold sing, “If you try sometimes, you get what you need.”

Here is the results from my quiz today:




What type of Fae are you?

Interresting, too, that the choice was a Nymph. Nymphs, you see, are known for their beauty and their sexuality. And while I am no gorgeous hunk, I have always considered myself a sexual person…perhaps even overly so. To one who is unprepared, or who has not asked permission first, the sight of a Nymph can blind or even kill a man. So, too, with me; many of the secrets I hold are startling…overwhealming. Perhaps that is why I blog. By revealing myself slowly, in posts over time, I may be seen as a complete story, and not as the sum of my secrets.

Perhaps. Though, like any Nymph might tell you…it’s never easy being green.

SASS has Spoken.

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