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    "Goodbye from the world's biggest polluter." - the parting words to world leaders at his final G-8 summit, punching the air and grinning widely at those who looked on in shock, Rusutsu, Japan, July 10, 2008 - George W. Bush
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    "You know, one of the hardest parts of my job is to connect Iraq to the war on terror." - George W. Bush's interview with CBS News' Katie Couric, Sep. 6, 2006
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    "You work three jobs?....Uniquely American, isn't it? I mean, that is fantastic that you're doing that." - George W. Bush to a divorced mother of three, Omaha, Nebraska, Feb. 4, 2005
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    "...this one time, we shot up a sleeping hobo full of novocaine, then we'd yell, "Pie on the windowsill!" And they'd wake up all numb and poor and we'd laugh. But that's just the kind of stuff you do when your growing up in Midland, when you're a young, precocious little thirty-year-old." - George W. Bush
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    I have sat there and seen the winter days finish their short-spanned lives; and all the globes of light crimson, emerald, and pallid yellow start, one by one, out of the russet fog that creeps up the river. But i like the place best on these hot summer nights, when the sky hangs thick with stifled colour, and the stars shine small and shyly. Then the pulse of the city is hushed, and the scales of the water flicker golden and oily under the watching regiment of lamps. The bridge clasps its gaunt arms tight from bank to bank, and the shuffle of a retreating figure sounds loud and alone in the quiet. There, if you wait long enough, you will hear the long wail of the siren, that seems to tell of the anguish of London till a train hurries to throttle its dying note, roaring and rushing, thundering and blazing through the night, tossing its white crests of smoke, charging across the bridge into the dark country beyond. In the wan, lingering light of the winter afternoon, the parks stood all deserted, sluggishly drowsing, so it seemed, with their spacious distances muffled in greyness: colourless, fabulous, blurred. One by one, through the damp misty air, looked the tall, stark, lifeless elms. Overhead there lowered a turbid sky, heavy-charged with an unclean yellow, and amid their ugly patches of dank and rotting bracken, a little mare picked her way noiselessly. The rumour of life seemed hushed. There was only the vague listless rhythm of the creaking saddle. The daylight faded. A shroud of ghostly mist enveloped the earth, and up from the vaporous distance crept slowly the evening darkness. A sullen glow throbs overhead: golden will-o'-the wisps are threading their shadowy ribbons above golden trees, and the dull, distant rumour of feverish London waits on the still night air. The lights of Hyde Park Corner blaze like some monster, gilded constellation, shaming the dingy stars. And across the east, there flares a sky-sign, a gaudy crimson arabesque. And all the air draped in the mysterious sumptuous splendour of a murky London night. - Hubert Montague Crackanthorpe from 'Vignettes: A Miniature Journal of Whim and Sentiment'.
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    Dang! Weir sharing the stage with Kimock and Wasserman?! That's a line-up to die for. No west coast shows? :(
  • Gr8fulTed
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    ...to all the ladies, and especially those who twirl. Let's hope there will be more Furthur to see and meet up at.
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    fantastic Burning Man characterthanks, RL, love it! When I Grow Up, I Want To Be: the Ace of acid the All Time-All Star of alkalinity the Angel of angles the Anti-Moron of barbequed boron the Admiral of aeration the Ambassador of accretion the Captain of carbonation the Co-Creator of crystallization the Deacon of decantation the Duke of dissolution the Eminence of encapsulation the Envoy of evaporation the Executor of extraction the Figurehead of fermentation the Fourth-Shift Foreman of formulation the Lord of liquefaction the Nobleman of nucleation the Saint of saturation the Secretary of separation the Sultan of seltzer the Superintendent of supernatant the Superior of sparkles the Supervisor of solvents the Shaman of Shulgin the Assho' of oregano the Bigwig of bismol the Bob Barker of blotter the Beanball Bystander of byproducts the Capo dei Capi of copper the Caretaker of catalysts the Chancellor of choice the Chief-in-Charge of change the CEO of cheerios the Commander of chemical bonds the Colonel of coalescence the Czar of zinc the Dealer of minute detail the Earl of erlenmeyer the Emperor of enzymes the Founding Father of froth the Freak of flasks the Guru of greenhouse gas the Gigantic Ass of dichroic glass the Inspector of lye detectors the Head Honcho of hydrogen the Night Manager of nitrogen the Original Owner of oxygen the Oligarch of olefin the Pope of peptides the Preacher of peroxide il Duce of dioxide el Jefe of Hofmann the King of anything the Leader of laughing gas the Master of melting points the Magnate of magnetism the Magistrate of bicarbonate the Potentate of permanganate the Paranormal Pimp of pH the Purple Proprietor of pyrex the Righteous Ruler of reflux the Reigning Realtor of rainfall the Sole Source of sulfur the Vice-Virtuoso of vacuum the Baron of butane the Monarch of methane the High Priest of propane the Prince of pressurization Sir Ferdinand of Fizz... in the desert under a fire next to the moon wrapped in light on a comet ...with you and as I aged, "want" slowly and appropriately faded as I learned: about People in places of power and privilege about What to expect from expectations about What's in a name about Simplicity about Dreaming about Imagining about Reality about Gain about Loss about Need (all above positions are open; pays good money - $5 a day)... (%);-}
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    I agree with Mike there. As for the Dead Covers project my favorites so far have been China Doll and Eyes of the World, followed by Valerie and Franklins Tower. kudos to all.
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    ...cabin fever.
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Chris Watson a whisper in the leaves open spaces extension intimacy simple perspectives locations in isolation
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I found my 2005 Official Grateful Dead Calendar. I hung it on the month of June. It is awesome. The Executive Editor was Mickey Hart and it was by Grateful Dead Productions The border is -as wonderful as it's contents. And those... arms and... He would get my vote. With just so much more too! Grateful Good, cheers, xo.
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Reviewing some notes onRoger's Person Centered Theory Roger's Conditions of Worth - self-explanatory do-good your-good do-bad your-bad refrain from bad Roger's Congruence - State of Harmony Roger's Emerging Person's - honest, concerned, cooperative no shams, facades, hypocriticalness Roger's Fully Functioning Person - utilization of their potential to maximum degree Roger's Need for Personal Regard - seek and need approval from others Roger's Organismic Valuing Process - that which we value - we keep that which we do not - we dis-card Roger's True Self - connectedness and progress toward self relations Roger's Unconditional Positive Regard
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These are notes from a dear friend and blind Dr. of Psych. Being blind made him greater in his chosen field as he was unable to judge anyone by appearance. He had a vastness in his ability to utilize other options and harness the words and patterns of an individual. Leading to the most endearing and viable help in the circumstances of the mind. He is an inspiration to me during these hard times I am in. Thought I'd sher what at once I found and now is forever mine. Roger's believed personality is controlled subjectively - self concept is a continuous representation. Today, I attempt to mentally assess the death of my Father. And integrate, discard, discover, unveil all my new truths. And to get back trucking on...even if I need tomorrow too. Maybe the next day...I don't know. Roger's thought Image Creation was Criteria-Related. You must affect the way you feel. Your positive growth drive - tells you what is good for you by the way it feels.
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especially for all the friends with whom I used to dance to this at the Henry J...
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"my high school classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but i never saw any reason to limit myself." -emo phillips
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dark, rhythmic, bass and bulbous.immerse yourself in an English pulse. for Dexter's sake. Sensei Chris Carter bounces for Ninja.
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close enough,wonder if they;ll put those Broomfield posters on sale? Rock on, and thanksss!!!!!! for the music !!! and peace to all the deadnetters ! lol'ing again
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February 18... "There are no antisnow songs. All lyrics about wintry weather are highly sentimental: "Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!"; "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas." No one ever writes "I Wish This Fucking Snowstorm Would Stop!" -Sparrow (one of several entries from his 'The Winter of My Discontent' memoir)
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I tryed to post this in the poitive vibes forum but it was locked anywhooo....I just want to send out hugs to everyone who kept in touch with me over the past few months. Just in case you are keeping tabs. Last year i found out my wife was cheating on me and i was laid offf also we have two small children. Lets just say my world came tumbling down and push me into a real dark corner. There were a few brothers and sisters who kept sending me p.m.'s sharing thier simular struggles. I just want to say THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU. There where times when your letters caused the tears of cleansing to flow. I have finally realized that the light at the end of the tunnel is not a speeding train. Yes it sucks going to court fighting for my children but we will get through this. And of course i still have some bad days but those are getting fewer and farther between. HUGS TO ALL AND TO ALL POSITIVE VIBES
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I'm taking my binoculars, fly rod, and an empty cooler out to tour parts of the northeast in 2 weeks, 5/5-11. From Rochester NY, I'll check out Cooperstown, NY; Portland, Maine; Bar Harbor, Maine and Burlington,Vermont. Anyone have knowledge of birding locations and brewpub suggestions? I'd be willing to meet any 'heads along the way. Maybe the cool weather will warm up?
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rise up this morningsmiled with the risin' sun three little birds pitch by my doorstep singin' sweet songs of melodies pure and true singin' this is my message to yo-ou-ou, don't worry about a thing cause every little thing gonna be alright yeah, don't wory about a thing cause every little thing gonna be alright... It's really nice to hear the constant chatter of our feathered friends once again. Best wishes to Bob Weir. All will be alright.
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not that this has anything to do with anything, but this morning I woke up at 1:30 am to a pack of coyotes howling, barking and yipping about 20ft from my bedroom window which I left open for some nice night air. Seriously cool thing to hear at night from a long distance; seriously freaky though when they're so close you can hear them rustling in the leaves and so dark you can't even see them. It's my understanding they "sound off" together when they've caught something ( not entirely sure though). Just glad it was'nt me ifn that's the case. Ma nature vewwy scawwy sometimes.
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to one Mr. Nicholas Sand. Phenomenal underground chemist in the lineage of Owsley and Scully. Most folks know about Owsley and some about Scully but Nick was the intrepid alchemist who kept it going from '66 to '96. Dedicating himself for 30 yrs. to lovingly produce high purity psychedelics up until his second and final arrest in 1996. Virtually anyone who enjoyed lsd from '66 to '96 can thank Mr. Sand, including his and Scully's infamous original "orange sunshine". Much can be found online about this incredibly humble and gentle retired alchemist. Nick turned 72 on 5/10/13. One person really can make a difference. :))))))))
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heard this on NPR and had to pass it on. Since all of us are familiar with the sound levels of a concert, the polar opposite has some interest: "the quietest place on earth" , as rated by Guiness Book of World Records, is in a building in Minneapolis, MN. Eckel Noise Control Technologies (they're online and you can read about how this room was built and see pics of it) has an "anechoic chamber" built in it's Orfield Labs facility that has a decibel rating of -9.4 dBA. - almost 10 times quieter than zero decibels. So quiet that the reporter said he could "hear his scalp move across his forehead when he frowned". The company has hosted a contest to see who can stay in this room, in complete darkness, the longest. Many people have tried and, so far, the winner was a journalist who stayed in the room in complete darkness for 45 min. before he began hallucinating and couldn't take it anymore :) Time for a deadhead to break that record :))))))))
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I spent a few minutes inside one at Owens Corning. The total lack of reflected sound is really unsettling -- the guy touring us related that some people get nauseous in the chamber because auditory cues play a role in balance, or something like that (honestly, I had a hard time hearing what he was saying even though he was standing next to me: my ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton). Then they took us into a reverb chamber. If you clap your hands you can still hear the sound for 6 or 7 seconds after the clap. Yikes!
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this is giving me bad, bad flashbacks to my college days, when I learned just exactly how bad strobe lights were for us migraine sufferers...
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Yesterday, for sport, as I was in a populated public space I asked children and young adults to 21 if they knew what POW MIA Prisoners of War and Missing in Action meant and from about 6 hours of surveying I had not found one that did. I told them to go find out and never forget. How was this possible, how was this truth? One must fathom it. I worked yesterday in their honor and memory. I did teach so many as I couldn't resist to sher what to me, was such a beautiful gift. ATTENTION!
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but ask those same folks how old Justin Bieber is or how much a new iPod costs......pathetically enough, the real drones in this country aren't the ones that will soon be flying overhead.
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Well, well, well... I tried another go at it and low and behold I hit the JACKPOT! Yesterday was a sweet remembrance and a proud occurrence that stands alone in National Holidays. I was with mostly Veterans, and the Elderly with the void of war a revolving story line that's impossible to stop or change. A few youngin's helped ease the concern of the others with their smiles shining that they had pleased me tremendously knowing what others had not. POW MIA So Loved are You, All, xo. Just gotta poke around... just gotta poke around... just gotta poke around...
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I'm not seeing how to get at the private message place. I may be staring right at it, but it must be sitting very still, hiding in plain sight. Or it ain't there. Or something.
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It's right there upon immediately logging in, left side, smallish print.
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a Send PM link in after each poster's name. I've mentioned the issue, along with the difficulty in finding one's own messages. The link http://www.dead.net/messages seems to work though, fwiw.
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scroll down to "Grateful Dead" and enjoy some fantastic black and white photos from two '91 Northern California concerts - one GD and one JGB. I love the pic of the super happy baby on the girl's hip - 3rd pic down from the left - and the dancing and the smiles and the hugs and the love - that incredible GD love.......sighhhh. If I could just reverse time....
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I had lunch in a dandelion snow; it was precious and rare. I didn't have to blow one dandelion for this delightful stream of seeds. Then, I was looking forward to a day that to me was the last day I ever knew. Are you ready?
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I spent the 4th of July weekend in the Stanley, Idaho area. Made it up to Sawtooth Lake and yesterday summited 10,751 ft. Thompson Peak, the highest peak in the Sawtooth range with my hiking buddy Sheela, a 14-month old Black Lab mix. Also stopped in at Jerry's Country Store in Stanley. What a beautiful part of America. Best wishes to all !What will I see What will I learn On this river of no return ?
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sounds like an awesome trip, and so glad you have a new dog pal. Welcome Sheela!
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staring at the Milky Way the only way I can, straight up; 2/3 moon setting, bright and beautiful with lightning bugs flashing by on a warm summer night wind. Thinking of those precious, magical nighttime summer concerts we all used to share :))))))))
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all of August, but peaking in the early morning hours of 8/11, 12, and 13 especially in the northeastern sky. Can average 50 - 100 meteors/hr. shortly before dawn. Hawaiian islands and the west coast will have special viewing privileges this year as far as intensity goes. Lots of chances to make your wishes...who knows where they'll go :))))))))))))))
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video and music by me, enjoy!
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Love your posts Trailbird. Wish I could be a free spirit like you hiking in the solitude of nature. Watching, listening to what is... More power to you, brother!
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thank you for the kind words Anna, I do appreciate it. I like your posts as well !
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has anyone heard of the winning final ingredient for the Dogfish Head "American Beauty" contest from back in Dec. of last year? I emailed the company but haven't received a response yet. Checked their website under "collaborations" and couldn't find anything there either. Just curious.
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under "brew-pub exclusives" on their site. Winning ingredient was granola. Cool story!
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And so there we were... The Moon and the Sun came and went for hundreds of days, again. It served as proof that somethings never change... like my Grand and Festive Supplications, xo's! In remembering... (with awesome appreciation)all the blessings and miracles it has brought forth my way. My grateful heart and soul rejoices. In observing my wonderful and yet so profound list of gifts there as read between the lines there was Bob Weir and a great many others indeed, I pondered that last night after I finished my work. Since 10:16:01 pm struck the clock he had given so many, so many so much. It had indeed seen me though, and rested my weary soul, for free. Darkest hour stuff. I went to kneel in the place I always do. In sweet supplication, I told Jesus I would try and and show him, so many things the things, Bobby had done. My thoughts were rapid in succession and quite a task, to be sure. Through the looking glass in my Eyes; I saw the best of so many shining like stars in sky. I saw inspiration and it indeed, moved me brightly, xo. I saw messages scrolling in dear.. lovingkindness, the lion and lamb; there for the show. I saw a crowded room filled with nothing but joy as I saw alone filled with my own. I saw a grave keeping time as waters hugged the river's side. I saw Jesus smile at me; as held my broken-heart in my hand now patched with bandaids from all over the land. I heard the love of so many- again and again... sher'd perfectly, so on the mend, xo. I saw Bob's smile from a peaceful trance chatting with others in a maliceless stance. I called upon My Jesus to ask a blessing; for the one and only... Mr. Bob Weir! I said unto him in my Spirit that I loved a year of 10:16:01, it had the ticket to take care of 1 second everyday. And it was with awesome appreciation, I thanked him. Now! Now may ask a minute for him... A whole sixty seconds for rapture, excellence, Rock-n-Roll, guitars, friendship and freedom 6 items to truly bless everyone. A minute at 10:47 PM with the time between 10:16:01 and then a dedicated time in which to- "GET RIGHT", yeah, yeah, yeah... 30 minutes and 59 seconds OR 1,859 seconds to reflect, change, embrace, tune-up, however-whatever, "Get Right". Sat in quite hope, stunned of what I had done. Quickly thinking of sheer-delight, Knowing it so, so, so much more than just a pleasant gesture, it was a Universal Deal. If you're with me now, xo. Then---he agreed! He said it was to be a birthday gift and I agreed. The smiling Jesus touched the Hands of Time and Blessed the minute 10:47 PM and he vowed a infinite blessing for the... time between... 10:16:01PM and 10:47:59PM Every Night @ 10:47 PM is a beacon you can use to... "Get Right" A whole sixty seconds for rapture, excellence, Rock-n-Roll, guitars, friendship and freedom -6 items to truly bless everyone. Practice Makes Perfect! Happy Birthday Bobby, Happy Birthday from ALL of the BIG ALL-0f-US! Here, There and Everywhere! You are so loved, xo! 10:47 PM is mythically in set in stone! as is -> To get right, xo...lol! Doubles only come once a decade! Every goodness to you, everyday!
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So, the magazine Conde Nast just voted San Miguel De Allende the world's best city. I remember that's the place John Dawson (Marmaduke) retired and spent his last days. Also, apparently Neal Cassady passed away there as well. Interesting, might be worth checking out someday...
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a lot of US folks seem to retire there.
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Amen!
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Get Right Help/Tip #1 Ask yourself "why" our 16th President, Abraham Lincoln is Honored with his picture on the modest $5.00 (five) dollar bill and...on our meekest coin, $0.01, the cent? Why? Because he was...right!