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yes you seem like you have quite an active mind to say the least, what keeps your mind occupied most of the time? |
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whatever it's in the mood for. it's like a squirrel driving an eighteen-wheeler. is the squirrel driving the truck, or is the truck driving the squirrel. it depends on the moment, and the terrain. i make loads of to-do lists because they really do help, but they all go to shit rather quickly when i wander off in the middle. some days it's very hard to concentrate on work and having the freedom to piss off and go hiking or drive around fast is also very important to remaining functional. i am terrible about things like health insurance and taxes because it's boring. the trick i've learned, there, is to make it interesting. like the post office -- i got mad into the post office. all these flat rate boxtypes: A1, B1, Small, Large, Medium, 1095.... 1095? what's that? certainly not the norman invasion; that's 1066 (my brain offering charmingly daft suggestions as always). a week later i realized it was the volume in cubic centemeters or something. until i found that trip figuring out which box i wanted didn't happen well, if at all. and then, magically, i was extremely good at it. but so much of it remains dull, for now. |
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Which state do you live in? |
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i think he's american |
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i took a break to make some tea and i spotted some activity in the parking lot as i was waiting for my electrokettle. i could see them talk and gesticulate, but not hear it. i was dubbing it over in my head. portly brunette: "dog! stop!" some blonde: "hello! hello dog!" portly brunette: "sorry! he just wants to say hello to everyone" some blonde: "oh, i totally understand. i had a dog once" some blonde says hello to dog properly. before that i was thinking it looked exactly like a calico cat from a distance. i could do something like: portly brunette: "dog! stop!" me: "that's a very nice cat you have there." portly brunette: (indignant) "he's not a cat, he's a dog!" me: "oh, yes, of course he is." as one would speak to a child. i say hello to dog properly. these are exactly the sort of things i am seriously tempted to do but usually don't. especially here. i've tried some of the other people in the building, but so far they're all fat loud low-brow idiots. |
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we got ourselves a genuine weapons grade A Yankee doodle in our midst |
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you should have played a tone from your speakers only the dog could hear and watch it go ape shit |
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nobody -- and i mean nobody -- calls me yellowcake |
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^ your now on CIA watch list |
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see, my thing was absurdity. i'm not looking to piss the lady off, just do the whole conversation -- which i've had myself a thousand times -- with a bit more panache. i'm hoping for a chuckle. many people would just be annoyed, or even get mad. meanwhile, your thing is some socipath shit out of trainspotting. the park, the dog, the gun, the marky marksmanship.... solid lol any time i think of it, but i don't believe in punishing dogs for their owners |
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depends on if its a techno tune transposed 30 octaves or something it could possibly like that but yes i wouldn't do that really i like animals |
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some of those dogs that celebrities stick in their handbags look like ewok babies |
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my parents' dog once did the rca dog thing. head tipped, sitting in front of the speaker.... what the fuck? it was venetian snares, rossz, and it was the first blast of drill bass in hajnal. track is pretty orchestral up until that point and i fully understand why the dog was confused. my parents were too. my dad thought "winnipeg is a frozen shithole" was hilarious but i don't think he actually likes the music. |
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i was doing my thing at that park i mentioned before and some guy flagged me down and started talking about pokemon go. i started explaining my nonsense about conserving brain cells, but stopped -- oh, go on then*. talked about random shit and got in my car and turned up T99 and drove off. then i thought: i wonder if anyone would ever bother to track me down and chat me up for a laugh. this guy seemed like a bored nerd; nothing going on like that. just got me wondering after i drove off -- i wonder... oh, nah, i'm too dull for that. then i ceased mulling it over and accelerated my automobile crisply. later i figured i may as well head that one off at the pass, unlikely as it is -- if you're from the internet and you run into me while hiking, please announce yourself and i will buy you a beer or something |
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*phrase lifted from chris clark (myspace, reply to my fanboy question, 2009) |
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target=_blank>fings lifted from richard d. james (drukQs interview, internet, 2001). it's charming to be able to pull all these bits out of my brain instantly for a forum post, but we get along to "myriad, english class, freshman year of high school, weekly vocab list" and you'll understand me when i say i have some trouble concentrating at times. |
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does this link work better? |
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apparently not. |
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it's the usual case of how i remember: i can catch a vague whiff of some subconscious processing going on. it's not one of the newer ones; the memory is too old. it was ones where his replies were lower case, grammatically challenged, and sassy. it wasn't the quintessential drukQs interview, but that was my first google because it was a composite match for the vibe of the one i actually wanted. similarly, as i was looking to link my initial post about the word, i remembered it was on a two-page thread i helped derail. fry and laurie? no, that seems too recent, let's check. nope. oh! impressions. that's it. it's on page one, i think? no, two. i'm certain this got me there faster than going to google, using site:xlt, and combing through the false positives before i found what i wanted. i don't remember where and when i learned most words. the more interesting ones are what stick around, along with plenty that are essentially noise. what does stick around sticks around very clearly and directly, and comes tumbling back at me when i'm trying to make polite conversation. a third of a second is lost as i reject this as irrelevant; i could have been thinking of something to say. if a conversation gets deep i'll get a few in a row and stare off into space for a whole second. so it is this weird thing where my memory is genuinely useful but also genuinely annoying. it's also really hard to quantify -- not photographic, hell no. just real good. i am interested in quantifying it because it's behind a lot of my best shit. code gaess, you know, establish the parameters of your weapon. range, effects, sweet spots... |
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some old articles here |
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yeah my memory is exactly how you describe it, not eidetic, but when it comes to vague usless trivia im really good at that, things that make an impression on me really burn into my brain |
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before i quit watching, i won quite a few simpsons trivia contests. a lot of that is gone now; i don't miss it. but there's plenty i do miss... it doesn't feel like it's getting older; losing my edge... not yet, anyways. it's more like, as i go through life and more gets wired in those little pockets of detail start to get lost in the maze. i've found i can pull all sorts of stuff back through meditation i thought i'd lost -- deliberate, steady effort. i am trying to cultivate this a bit more. |
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my favorite interview, by far, was the one done on some site called "space age bachelor." most of the interviews around then were entertaining but devoid of actual information (aside from new words, anyways) and that one felt somewhere between stream of thought and a very thoughtful verbal portrait of james. he should ring that guy up, again. or me, if he wants absurd questions to reply to with absurd answers. |
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i hadn't known the word myriad but for a year or three before teachers were telling me it was a bad word, no, don't use that. i didn't get it; it seemed like a perfectly servicible word to me. nothing too fantastic, not terribly aesthetic, but still something that could be a better word than anything else in the proper context. then i got to college, and i was converted. myriad freshman using myriad myriads. my god. i think i've only used the word two or three times before this thread because it's become a cliche. verbal dubstep wubwub bass, used by people who want to appear up on the words, but aren't. once i knew that, i couldn't use it anymore. poor taste. it worked in the post above because it's... well, not a pun. i dunno what to call it. i just have myriad memories of things like myriad. a situational pun? recursive? i'll think about this |
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it's a fractal quibble. |
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I try to do the guardian quick crossword every day to discover new words that i dont know, and read more books, i think i need to read much more |
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you dont know where i can see that interview do you? |
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i remember a few interviews i've never been able to track down. one was pretty harsh; the interviewer clearly didn't like him. depicts the acid lord taking bong rips in a tour bus and then decimating the interviewer in simon says. that won a nod of approval from me, really, but i half wonder if he sued that one off the internet. it's probably just lost or offline, but i wonder... |
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i linked the space age bachelor one above; LAZY_SPACE. |
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cheers will read it now, |
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fucking hell he got $125 grand for bank of america advert |
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good about turning the private health care add down though, my gf works for the NHS |
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I told my girlfriend "aphex twin in this old interview says he is teaching his computer to write music so he can spend more time shagging his girlfriend" she said "smart guy" |
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i think part of why it worked so well is the two of 'em were in cultural sync more than most times he was interviewed. he actually seems at ease, which is rare. quite directly, he uses the word "chuffed." rdj does too. so does simon travaglia, who writes the BOFH series. he's a kiwi that migrated to england. then i run dry. my impression is it's a pretty regional word, or a particular economic bracket or something... narrow ownership. top notch nuance. numerous parts of it are like that for me, i'm dredging up way more context from it than i do from most of the rest. sort of a smell or a sense of presence that i always want but rarely get. |
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er, the interviewer says he's chuffed to interview aphex. since that wasn't clear atInit. |
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yes chuffed is something working class people like myself say, well i dont say it so much, my dad did, you still hear it occasionally |
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years ago i came up with the aphex twin postulate: everyone on an internet message board is potentially aphex twin, even you. as saul (pooping wheelchair gangsta) lectures max in pi, when you look for something, you find it everywhere in nature. this is unrelated to the cosby posulate -- "there's always room for puddin'." whether or not this is true depends on whether or not the universe is infinite, because if the universe were finite, it could eventually be filled up with puddin' and there would be no room for puddin' no more. is time discrete or linear? anyways, i remember thinking Jivver was Someone with a capital S. part of it was him, tone of confidence and generally thoughtful/clever. mostly, though, it was people on this board who were always complete dicks to everyone suddenly being on their best behavior when addressing him. omg it's aphex! then, no, mark bell, LFO. who's LFO? i'd never heard of LFO. still makes me giggle. throughout my life i've had moments where i've gotten angry because of an adjective someone picked, or something that small -- and it's not the word choice, it's that i understand why they went with that word, i can draw a line back to some nasty negative shit underneath and fuck off. it's crazy how much i'm starting to pull out of it. i've scared people a few times, and that also makes me giggle. |
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its sad i only found out he was the guy from LFO just before he died, i saw them live i though his music was very good especially the first album, was weird how he seemed so acerbic on here, i guess it was because he was from Manchester, perhaps it was just his internet persona i'll never know |
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-- is that about right? feels right. i found this on metafilter over a year ago. surfaced in my mind immediately. took three or four minutes of guessing keywords to actually re-find it. |
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have you seen the monty python four yorkshiremen sketch? i know its exaggerated but thats how working class people talk about their miserable situation growing up |
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a lot of our overlapping time on here was during a period when i was pretty foul-tempered and depressed. it's like being a doctor, when i want to hurt someone i know precisely where to cut. he spotted me doing this and wrote something back essentially saying, "hey, now, easy there, that's just plain mean. too much." and he was right, even though i wouldn't admit it at the time. he wasn't nasty, he just enjoyed absolutely enraging people with little pokes and prods and clever zings. was ~quite good~ at it too |
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my granddad was a welsh miner, he was an explosions guy |
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i hadnt noticed to be honest you seem pretty decent to me, we all have our off days, i called someone a cunt on here the other week, which is totally against my nature |
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then he simply had a way with words in a thoroughly english way. you festering arse-boil |
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yes he was very good at that, i think it was from him being from manchester, its a city full of twats so he probably had to fend for himself from a young age, im extrapolating of course. It takes me a hell of a lot to get my trigger point a hell of a lot, some people are just experts at knowing how to insult you |
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i have a bit of a mean streak and i don't like it. i do my best to keep it under-wraps, but not much is wrappable after the amount of whiskey i was drinking at the time. my life is a mess but i feel a lot happier these days; urge to cut into people is much more distant. and i stopped drinking like that. |
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didn't he start off breakdancing? drives me mad i'll never know what he'd have made of all my rambling about beds and dancing and kinesthetics, even though he'd probably have just called me a twat and logged off. |
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my father was a functional alcoholic, he drunk half a bottle of whiskey a night and became quite nasty on occasion, hence why im pretty much tee total, i wouldnt like to become that way |
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for some reason you really got on his goat, i wonder why |
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