September 5 is the 248th day of the year. There are 117 days left.

Today's number is 5

Another week flies by. The media of mass distraction has everyone talking about an athlete who refuses to stand for a song honoring war and supposedly our nation. Meanwhile a duly elected president was impeached by senators fearing investigation of their own corruption a week after the world participated in Games in Brazil...and the world makes no comment on the coup. The drip of leaks continues to keep the $hill in hiding, and the media misleads folks about Jill.

So I was noticing the other day that people on this site, they are again having the bickering. Sustained bickering. So much so, that, JtC, he has several times had to go in, cranky, in his bathrobe, to tell people to go to their rooms, or go sit in the corner, with the duncecap on. In one instance, a person became no longer a survivor, and was removed, wholly, from the island. JtC. As Thor. Hurling. The hammer.

Then, when I sat down here Friday night, to draft this Sesame, I noticed that it was still happening. The bickering. Sustained. And even the Giant, he appeared, here, in this room, to confirm. That: indeed. It Is Happening. Again.

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This bickering, it has occurred, is occurring, across multiple threads, and on multiple topics. None of these topics, at bickering issue, are they really new, or nuclear. All have, here, on this site, been previously discussed. Without the bickering. Sustained.

So. Why the bickering? Now?

Then: I had a brainshower. Maybe the Problem, it is astrological. Maybe, as the site is moving through time and space, it is encountering planets and moons and aspects and nodes and conjunctions and squares and whatnot, that are stimulating effects that are Bad. Maybe people here, they are being whipped about, by Saturn & The Sabian Symbols. Which sounds like a band. And. Maybe. It is.

If I were cloned, I would set one of my selves, to examining this Problem. But, I am not. So, I'm not going to. Anyway, I would have to first know the date and the time the site was born. I know JtC mentioned this once here, but I don't remember it, and I'm not going to look it up. Also, I would have to know where, the site, it was born. I assume that would be JtC's computer. But, maybe not. I have never cast a chart, for a tube. Maybe the birthplace of a tube, it is considered the server. Who knows? I have no idea. I assume tubular astrologers, they have long ago solved this problem, of where it is, that tubes, are actually born. Or, maybe not. Because, after all, astrologers, they are humans. So, no doubt, there are endless heated tube threads, out there, somewhere, where the astrologers, they convene, to be all about pinpointing, just where it is, that a tube, it is born. And: lo: look: there they are. Bickering.

I promised Raggedy Ann a few images last Friday for today, but could not find a Photo Blog essay.

Raggedy Ann

Don`t Have a Cow

Greetings fellow Caucusapiens and other species reading these words. I am off on an adventure this weekend. I driving Sweetie to see her mother, brother and sister. I am full of anxiety, but I know this may be the last time.

As we all know, the history of music began in 1956. However there was music before then. We've been able to figure out what it sounded like, thanks to rock carvings.

Today we'll talk about some of this pre-historic music... the Western Civ kind.

A lute, a flute and ...

In 1941, the animators at Walt Disney's Studio went on strike. The business had grown from a few people to a 1200 person working place, but in all that time the wages had stayed quite low for all but a few at the very top. Were you to check the credits of any of the cartoons from this period, you would notice that not a single animators name was credited, only Walt Disney himself.