Things we learnt by the fire.

Bathhouse etiquette

I must admit that I have been enjoying myself quite a bit this past summer. It often resembled an unsupervised camp where my friends and I frolicked around with little intention of being responsible. Jobs were had and lost but laughter was always maintained. I at times would go to bed thinking that my 15 year old self would be somewhat proud of what I manifested into. Although at times the overcritical side of me crept up from nowhere asking myself : Really is this what you consider as being a fully functional individual? I allow that little patter to subside and I am off on my merry way, devoid of any infringing self-criticism.

I saw Cats on Friday (meow). It was an interesting set up. However I do wish they had subtitles. I often confuse my meow's with my purrs and it gets all confusing.
I must admit though, I try to understand a lot of things but this little musical got me a tad confused. I did like this line though
"allegorical cats, metaphorical cats, romantical cats, and pedantical cats"


Last night was a splendid Saturday. I have become devoid of remembering the days of the week, perhaps its due to my lady of leisure title? I strolled down to my homie Jackr's house where we discussed various things that some would consider insane. We often egg each other on with discussing wild and different topics. I then made my way home through the tried and tested MOntreal subway, I stared at people and also tried to conjure up some positive energy along my way home. We planned a delicious and fesitivous dinner for Iftar ( iftar is the moment you get to break your fast.) The BBQ was off the chain and included;

• homemade eggrolls,
• two delicious salads
• a massive steak of salmon
• shrimp skewers
• a full BBQ chicken
• BBQ veggies
• and prob. more

The itis made it's presence known shortly after the feast, as we all enjoyed the delicious priviledges of Somali tea.

It was my homegirl Nix's bday so fun was to be had. Alina and I hopped on our two wheeled chariots and headed into the night. We first met up with Tinashe to give him his wallet that was left on my couch. We all three strolled through the streets bikes in hand. Tinashe is one who enjoys to walk bikes but not ride them.

The night unraveled as if we were ferioucious kittens playing with an oversized ball of yarn. I rediscovered how I enjoy the good old game of flriting. Its best when you expect nothing in return, no rings included in this game.

So, I learnt and also refreshed my memory with a few things that I would LOVE to share with you kids.
For one, I am somewhat curious of the liberties placed upon female seahorses. They hold the reigns of impregnating the males. My curiosities lie in the liberties of their lifestyle. I wonder if they are burdened by "why he did not call" or perhaps they take a more lackadasical approach and are just like "whatever man there are more horses in this sea"...?
Regardless of their point of view. I just love how nature just always keeps us on our toes.
This is a photograph of a pregnant male seahorse (sex change not included). Just the image itself is kinda interesting. Such a cute and little bugger with some many potential kids and meals in one place.

I also did some research on the existence of sinkholes. I never thought about it but what about ocean sinkholes? I like to imagine the life that exists within the depths.
Ooh nature, you got me again.

these photographs inspire me to jump out of my apartment and begin to discover the world that surrounds me.



until next time.

And all i do is dream.

It is highly necessary that you play this song as you read this insert of babble.
If not your lovely computer will spontaneously combust.
True say.




You daily history lesson;
I am currently listening to the ever so good and ever so infectious song by Suzanne Vega "Tom's diner". I was overcome by the sole interest of schooling those in need.

Quick:
If Adidas was to battle Puma who would win?


A little know fact that I acquired from the gold lined streets is that Adidas and Puma are actually siblings, reared from the same victorious Goddess. True say, Adidas co-founder Adolf Dassler "Adi"

and Puma's co-founder Rudolf Dassler



happen to be two peas from the same pod. It all began
when the two bros began making shoes in the mothers basement in Germany.
Adolf crafted his idea for the ideal running shoe from the simple and light household slipper. Way led to way and Mr.Jesse Owens acquired a pair of shoes for his victorious run in the 1936 Olympics in Germany.

After Mr.James his win, the brand took a run towards success (pun included.)
During the war the brothers were split, Rudolf left to serve for the Germans while Adolf stayed home to tend to the family business. Both brothers were led into the hands of the American army, one for the better the other for the worst. Mr. Rudolf ended up becoming a prisoner of war for the Americans. After the occupation of the family factory Adolf began to change his once Nazi inspired way of sight. Adolf's progression towards rational ideals is said to have led to the feud that spawn Adidas and Puma. Adolf's views began to alter the brotherly love and leading to them to never speaking or uttering the others name. From there they split the family company as neither of the two could use the family name they decided to create Adidas and Puma.

Mind uploading;
just might be the biggest and most important file you'll ever upload.


That is only if you feel that your body and corporeal experiences are weighing you down. Overwhelmed by walking,sleeping and breathing? Well like always science has found a solution that was really never a problem.
Mind uploading is a hypothetical process that is hoped to one day become a reality. The intentions of the process is that you would be able to map your brain and copy it onto a computer system. The simulacrum of your brain allows you to technically live forever as long as your computer does not crash. The "brain" will then be connected to a robotic device where it would be able to control a physical body.
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I discovered this article when I was reading another that discussed the idea of "Digital minimalism" which is about individuals who have replaced all their tangible possessions by copying all the information on to their computer and various hard drives. They gave an example of one fellow from D.C. who reduced himself from all material objects and solely lived day to day off of his laptop, musical keyboard, bicycle and various external hard drives that collected his musical collection. The article quoted the total of his possessions to fall within $3000. All of these possessions deny himself of satiating hierarchy of Maslow inspired needs. He chooses to coast from friend to friends couch as he floats within virtual space.

Isn't one of the main tenants of economics supply & demand?
Well, gentleman and gentleladies like the said example show that their is and will be a demand for mind uploading. Perhaps in the near future?


O the times they ain't changing;

I was just yelled at and repeatedly called a "stupid nigger" by a women driving a silver "fresh off the boat" mercedes benz. She donned a silk scarf draped across her faces which was held down by her Canel Street Chanel shades. It's funny how people throw out a word with the sole intention of hurting me and it truely meaning nothing to me. HIstory has dried up any resentment or associations that I hold to that word. While her choosen vernacular only places the spotlight
on her ignorance.
And, so it goes when you wear your race on your sleeve.
I must admit that I myself provided the slight provocation of taking a photograph of her soulless frame. Regardless of my interest in her look, her response was oh so "deja-fait".

This all occoured on my way back from Montreal's annual Underpressure festival. I snapped photographs and somehow someway snagged myself a press pass.

PHOTOGRAPHS TO COME YOUR WAY.