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Frêsh Fish - Much magic for a little fish.
Frêsh Fish is a combination of new and spirited with the added bonus being that everyone knows that fish is best fresh. The icing on the cake was that my mother’s mother, Lena, always told her and she me, that fish was brain food. So with Frêsh Fish we have spirited and new food for thought, ideas, that ain’t got no stink. I was suppose to eat fish today and did not. I hope I can be forgiven.
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Friday, December 30, 2005
I caught the are you experienced get experienced Space Odyssey yesterday afternoon on Turner Classic Movies. Although long and at times slow, sort of reminds me of life, it is not a traditional movie but a sensory experience. Although produced in 1968 for only about $10 million, it still remains one of the best rides out there. As part of our 2005 Holiday Extravaganza we had a standing rib roast. Big time yum. And after all the tender juicy you get to rough it up a bit and gnaw on the bad to the bone.  A quick synopsis of the first part of the movie is that about 4 million years ago we had these bands of ape like gypsies that played king of the hill with each other. Apparently whichever group could shout the loudest won. Then one morning a group wakes up and finds a strange monolith in their presence. They all jump up and down and run around and touch the strange stone. Later that day or week or whatever one of the members of the troop is eating a carcass. While he is doing this he takes one of the large hip bones of his prey and starts smashing to bits the other bones that are lying around, ending with a hip to skull shot. Later you see this initiated troop encountering another group of ape like entities. Each of the initiated group has a hip bone in its hand. The bones win. A point of reflection is that with superior hunting skills, the initiated group would eat better and provide more protein to their bodies, and hence providing the potential for the development of a more complicated brain. Are you experienced? Get experienced! © 2005 big box industries Wednesday, December 28, 2005
I have been hitting on all 6 lately. Well actually I have been hitting on all 5 since my E string has been broken for several months and then I must have been having phun because I also broke the B string.  I haven’t picked up the guitar in a while and I was pleasantly surprise that I could still bust a move. Nothing super fancy but my sound still had lots of heart. One of these days I am going to have to have a look at sound on the computer. Right now I don’t even have my speakers plugged in. My only music/computer experience is that I have ripped a few CD’s.  Food for thought – If you have ever messed around with a digital snap enhancement program like Photoshop, you know that a few tweaks here and there and you would think that perhaps God had taken the snap. The same principle applies to music. You can take almost any little riff and make it sound like Johnny Winter and Rick Derringer jamming. Yes it is hard to tell when all your love is in vain/vein/vane. © 2005 big box industries Saturday, December 24, 2005
And it is not Mrs. Claus. On no! In a petulant pitch she decreed, “I am not Mrs. Claus I am Mamma Claus." And since she is Mamma Claus then Q.E.D. I am Daddy Claus. I have never been a Daddy Claus before and I kind of like it.  Merry Christmas to you and yours, from The Claus’s, Mamma and Daddy. © 2005 big box industries Friday, December 23, 2005
We had some people over at the house this evening. Good. Very Good. A big time happy, a celebration of the human spirit. All of them kings and queens upon the Earth and yet to my abode. Yes, the house was very happy. It was, how do you say it in English, got big, no, swelled with pride. It was a house flush, it was full, it was phat, and yes, everything was frêsh. And I too was flush, and full, and phat, and frêsh, and yes I was very thankful.  All this and heaven too and I love it. © 2005 big box industries Friday, December 16, 2005
Aroint and Anon! The Red Witch is amongst us. And yes she too must feast on the offerings of the day. From December 15th – December 25th, The Red Witch wanders near. The remainder of the year she dwells the nether. It is said that during the beginnings of the day she is fond of snacking on little cakes. During her time, between the 15th and the 25th, children everywhere put out plates of little cakes in hopes of catching a glimpse of The Red Witch  Just a glimpse of this red Christmas aberration guarantees the lucky ones a doubling of the Christmas presents that they will receive. © 2005 big box industries Thursday, December 08, 2005
Last night was movie night, offerings of the human spirit to posterity. While waiting for Plum to disengage I caught the last half of A Lion in Winter – Peter O’Toole and Katharine Hepburn on TCM. I was bewitched, I was beguiled, I was transfixed, I was humbled. The banter between O’ Toole and Hepburn was A High Mass, true lions strutting and fretting on the prowl, fang and claw at the ready. Thank God this celebration was recorded, never to be forgotten, jamais perdu, never lost. And then there was the $50 million + extravaganza of 2005 – Mr. & Mrs. Smith – Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. The title suggests it all – Smith – banal, insipid, dross, and ersatz. All the wonders of technology squalored on a monkeyshine. Sad that it was saved, sad that we will always have to remember, sad to know that this is the best we could do – The Emperor Has No Clothes – a setting sun. © 2005 big box industries Saturday, December 03, 2005
The heater has been on quite a bit this morning. Overcast, no sun, burr and nip, and just a little drizzle. I have been trying to get my ass in gear and get the Christmas decorations up. I was heading in the right direction, doing a little of this and a little of that, when I got hit by the usually, some distractions. So with boxes open and lights and tinsel and Christmas treasures everywhere about the house, I decided instead to take a stroll, a stroll down memory lane. I decided to dwell a bit on the beginning of holidays past.    © 2005 big box industries
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