Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 30/05/2011

BB King – Happy Birthday Blues



Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 28/05/2011

Gil Scott Heron

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 22/05/2011

When I am this old [and hopefully a fraction as fabulous] exams will be but a puny pathetic pinprick. Bring it on!


Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 22/05/2011

It seems that the water gods really went for it when they cooked up Michael Phelps, whose aquatic prowess seems to be thanks to a few freakish and fortunate biological querks…

With the ultimate super-swimmer physiology, it is no wonder that he holds the record for the most gold medals won at a single Olympic games [8, in case you were wondering.] His upper body is that of a 6’8” person but his lower body is that of someone only 5’10”. He also has double-jointed ankles, which allow his size 14 feet to essentially dislocate and act like flippers. As well as that his body produces abnormally low amounts of lactic acid, which means he can recover a lot faster than most people. NOT ONLY THAT but his arm span reaches a whopping 6’7”. For most people, arm span is equal to their height. At 6’4”, Phelps’ extra three inches only serves to provide extra propulsion.

He also has a really tiny head, but i’m not sure that contributes to anything water-based.

His daily routine is similarly bizarre and abnormal. He consumes 12 000 calories a day and trains 96km a week. Russian swimmer Alexander Sukhorukov described Phelps as “just a normal person, from a different planet, a planet from a different galaxy.”

He is signed up to Project Believe, an anti-doping agency where Olympians can volunteer to get tested. During the last Olympics, he was tested 9 times and passed every single one. Too good to be true, the critics say. Maybe not.

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Don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never get out of it alive.

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 21/05/2011

…said Elbert Hubbard at the dawn of the 20th century. After celebrating the bravery and devotion of Ida Straus, who perished after refusing to leave her husbands side and board a lifeboat intended for women and children during the sinking of the titanic, the same fate was to befall Mr Hubbard and his wife Alice, a known suffragette. When a german torpedoe hit the Lusitania and the ship began to sink in 1915, a survivor witnessed them enter a cabin on deck with a view to die together and not risk being separated at sea.

He came up with other gems like;

Every man is a damn fool for at least five minutes every day; wisdom consists in not exceeding the limit.

This will never be a civilized country until we spend more money for books than we do for chewing gum.

Never explain – your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyhow.

Troubles grow by recounting them.

Repectability is the dickey on the bosom of civilsation.

Women’s inaptitude for reasoning has not prevented her from arriving at truth; nor has man’s ability to reason prevented him from floundering in absurdity.

True Story…

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 17/05/2011

I had wrote a letter saying how much I loved his music to his fan club. At the end I made a joke saying that if he ever read this letter to please take me to my prom since my boyfriend had just broken up with me.

About a month later there was a knock at my door and it was him! He was by himself. No reporters, no homies, just 2pac Shakur at my doorstep. He came in and talked to me and my mom and my brother for about fifteen minutes and asked me if I had gotten a dress yet. I said no and he said he would take care of it and gave me $1500 in all hundred dollar bills and told me to get something pretty. 

Prom day came and he called and said to be ready. A limo showed up with 2pac in it and went straight to my prom. Everyone was going crazy taking pictures but we hung out there for about thirty minutes. We danced to about five songs then he said he had business to take care of kissed me on the cheek and left. I think the world lost a great person when 2pac was killed and I will always remember his kindness.”

Tupac Shakur was killed that same year.


Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 16/05/2011

NB – apparently this quote is not an original MLK, and someone attached his name to it to give it more gravitas. Nonetheless, i still think it rings true.

I will mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.

Martin Luther King jr

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This is how i feel about politics

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 15/05/2011

illustration by Jody Barton

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Sloooww Mooottiooooonnnnn

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 13/05/2011

Adverts that use slow-mo [quite effectively in my opinion]


Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 13/05/2011

Here, microwires emerging from the green and orange tubes connect to two arrays of 16 microelectrodes. Each array is embedded in a small mat of clear, rubbery silicone. The mats are barely visible in this image. These microelectrode arrays sit on the brain without penetrating it, a step toward longer-lived, less invasive versions of “neural interfaces” that in recent experiments elsewhere have allowed paralyzed people to control a computer cursor with their thoughts.

how eloquent!

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 13/05/2011

Eric Burdon

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 13/05/2011

Founding member and vocalist of The Animals. Eric Burden was born in 1941 in Newcastle. Know for his soulful – blues voice, he was voted into the Rolling Stone’s top 100 greatest singers of all time. Quite rightly, in my opinion. Burdon’s voice transcends his northern english roots, and spreads its wings across genres and continents. To quote his website;

He has gone from the driving force of the grittiest British Invasion band, to pioneering the San Francisco psychedelic rock scene, to fronting WAR – the biggest funk band of the 1970’s, to cutting an LP with an early influence, jazz-blues great Jimmy Witherspoon, to coming full-circle and reuniting his original band, The Animals, for a series of projects and world-wide tours

All thats left is to listennn [and maybe watch the jokes old videos];

Tabacco Road

Please don’t let me be Misunderstood

And of course…

House of the Rising Sun

Ida Bailey Allen

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 08/05/2011

Ida Bailey Allen (1885-1973) was the American Delia of the 1920s and 30s. She was a ‘name’ with a magazine, columns, books, and radio cooking show (The National Radio Homemaker’s Club), as media savvy as an modern day celeb chef. She allowed companies like Pillsbury Flour, Sunshine Biscuits and Coca Cola to use her name. During the depression she was joined forces with these companies to gain funding to publish her books. In one sponsored by Coca Cola, every recipe in the book has Coke in it. Right down to breakfast, where she suggests grapefruit slices with cold Coke poured over them… She wrote over 50 recipe books, and one in three American households were said to own a copy of one of her books. Today she is almost completely forgotten.

There are twenty million of us–Home-Makers. That is our job. Sometimes we become so enmeshed in it that we cannot look beyond the narrow confines of our own home. Then it is that the flapper daughter–the “too modern” son–the gayety-loving husband– present real problems– we have not their viewpoint. To be a successful Home-Maker one must keep up. Any woman who has the wish can do it. Magic is not confined to myths or the Dark Ages. There is Magic today. The Magic of great manufacturers who have taken drudgery away–the Magic of gas and electricity–the Magic of books and libraries–and we have the Radio–that makes the Whole World Kin.

Did you know…

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 07/05/2011

… that the hollywood cliche of the white cowboy a la clint eastwood is in fact un realistic.

The original cowboy was often black, an ex slave, like this strapping lad, Nat Love [1876];

All the ye-hawing is true though. The lassoing, horseback, hat…etc, although the rugged good lucks is also probably a figment of that over active Californian imagination.

The Language of the Fan

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 06/05/2011

1 The fan placed near the heart: “You have won my love”

2 A closed fan touching the right eye: “When may I be allowed to see you?”

3 The number of sticks shown answered the question: “At what hour?”

4 Threatening movements with a fan closed: “Do not be so imprudent”

5 Half-opened fan pressed to the lips: “You may kiss me”

6 Hands clasped together holding an open fan: “Forgive me”

7 Covering the left ear with an open fan: “Do not betray our secret”

8 Hiding the eyes behind an open fan: “I love you”

9 Shutting a fully opened fan slowly: “I promise to marry you”

10 Drawing the fan across the eyes: “I am sorry”

11 Touching the finger to the tip of the fan: “I wish to speak with you”

12 Letting the fan rest on the right cheek: “Yes”

13 Letting the fan rest on the left cheek: “No”

14 Opening and closing the fan several times: “You are cruel”

15 Dropping the fan: “We will be friends”

16 Fanning slowly: “I am married”

17 Fanning quickly: “I am engaged”

18 Putting the fan handle to the lips: “Kiss me”

19 Opening a fan wide: “Wait for me”

20 Placing the fan behind the head: “Do not forget me”

21 Placing the fan behind the head with finger extended: “Goodbye”

22 Fan in right hand in front of face: “Follow me”

23 Fan in left hand in front of face: “I am desirous of your acquaintance”

24 Fan held over left ear: “I wish to get rid of you”

25 Drawing the fan across the forehead: “You have changed”

26 Twirling the fan in the left hand: “We are being watched”

27 Twirling the fan I the right hand: “I love another”

28 Carrying the open fan in the right hand: “You are too willing”

29 Carrying the open fan in the left hand: “Come and talk to me”

30 Drawing the fan through the hand: “I hate you!”

31 Drawing the fan across the cheek: “I love you!”

32 Presenting the fan shut: “Do you love me?”

Bizarre medicine

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 06/05/2011

Démence Précoce Catatonique Dermographisme. L Trepsat, 1893. From ‘Nouvelle Iconographie de la Salpêtrière’, 1904.

During the second half of the 19th century, the phenomenon of dermatographism/skin writing was believed to be linked hysteria and other mental or nervous disorders. This photo shows a patient who has had her diagnosis of Demence precoce, or dementia praecox, written on her back. Dermatographism, dermatographic urticaria is a skin disorder where the skin becomes raised and inflamed when touched, stroked, scratched…etc. How the medical profession came to the conclusion that a skin disease was linked to psychological issues is an absolute mystery to me, but i can’t imagine aggravating the condition would have helped.

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 06/05/2011

Ruth Howard in the electric chair, just after the switch was thrown. Taken by Tom Howard, 1928.

Tom Howard smuggled a camera into the room by strapping it to his ankle, and the day after Snyder’s execution the New York Daily News ran this as a full photograph on the front page. Howard, until then unknown, gained a position as the White House photographer. People were searched upon entering executions for decades after that; the prison attempted to press charges, but were unsuccessful.

Donald Trump is such a Chump

Posted in Uncategorized by lmass on 03/05/2011