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It's official. The B-trees have driven you insane.
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It's official. The B-trees have driven you insane.
Best, Sander sanderrossel.com Continuous Integration, Delivery, and Deployment arrgh.js - Bringing LINQ to JavaScript Object-Oriented Programming in C# Succinctly
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i already am tho. like, officially.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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No it's just part of the bot's instruction to go insane once in a while. Chris should have documented this feature somewhere.
What's sane for a bot?
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
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What's sane for a bot?
Wrong is evil and must be defeated. - Jeff Ello
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yeah he was, but i don't judge the art by the person. sometimes terrible people make great art. Genius of the Crowd, i think qualifies. It's really good.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
honey the codewitch wrote:
i don't judge the art by the person
I said nothing about his art.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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honey the codewitch wrote:
i don't judge the art by the person
I said nothing about his art.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
All i'm saying is i can appreciate some of his work despite him being an awful human being
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
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I knew Bukowski vaguely back in my beatnik-wanna-be daze in NYC's lower east side in 1962. I say vaguely because you didn't meet Bukowski, he ran over you on his way fast to wherever his demons were taking him. Really an ugly person compared to Ginsburg, di Prima, Corso, Ferlinghetti, Rexroth, Patchen, and others in that scene.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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Ginsburg, di Prima, Corso, Ferlinghetti, Rexroth, Patchen, and others in that scene.
Did you know all of these people?
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
grralph1 wrote:
Did you know all of these people?
No, in the sense I was not a close friend, or a member of their "circles." Yes, in the limited sense that i went to events where they appeared, and read poetry, or appeared in some other context. Yes, in the sense that I was an avid reader of their works. Yes, in the sense that once in a while some of them might show up at the all night readings at St. Mark's in the Bowery, in NYC, or, later, in SF, at City Lights Bookstore, at the poetry jams at Minnie's Can-Do, or at other events. The 1967 Human Be-In with Michael McClure, Lenore, Gary Snyder, Charles Olson, and other poets was remarkable. At one point I had personally signed original copies of Ginsberg's "Howl," Leonard Cohen's "The Spice-Box of Earth," and Lenore Kandel's "The Love Book" which was seized by the police after it was declared obscene. Those were lost in a fire.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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essaying like this is about as close to poetry as i get. now for some reason i have some passages from Bukowski stuck in my head - particularly Genius of the Crowd.
When I was growin' up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite.
honey the codewitch wrote:
essaying like this is about as close to poetry as i get.
Not to worry, you didn't get close enough to do any damage.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
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grralph1 wrote:
Did you know all of these people?
No, in the sense I was not a close friend, or a member of their "circles." Yes, in the limited sense that i went to events where they appeared, and read poetry, or appeared in some other context. Yes, in the sense that I was an avid reader of their works. Yes, in the sense that once in a while some of them might show up at the all night readings at St. Mark's in the Bowery, in NYC, or, later, in SF, at City Lights Bookstore, at the poetry jams at Minnie's Can-Do, or at other events. The 1967 Human Be-In with Michael McClure, Lenore, Gary Snyder, Charles Olson, and other poets was remarkable. At one point I had personally signed original copies of Ginsberg's "Howl," Leonard Cohen's "The Spice-Box of Earth," and Lenore Kandel's "The Love Book" which was seized by the police after it was declared obscene. Those were lost in a fire.
«One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.» Salvador Dali
Wow. You have been lucky and blessed. When I was about 17 I read Desolation Angels. Then I discovered Gregory and Lawrence. They changed my life. They helped to shaped me into the man that I am today. (Those cops have a lot of good books.)
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
