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Archive for March, 2010

“tears of a clown, when there’s no one around”

by on Mar.28, 2010, under Psycho Babble

I am taking a class to learn this whole world of “blogging” and just discovered I have nothing to say. What I mean is the instruction in the class suggested a blog should have a topic.  I do many many things in my life, but none that I wanna do a focused blog on. So…  now what.

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I don’t think “Hank” done it this a-way…..

by on Mar.26, 2010, under Generic

One thing for sure, my utopian ideal would have music of all types. I think music is definitely something special about humanity. One of our redeeming qualities for sure.

My utopia would probably not have propane tanks, but I wanted to share this cool use of an empty one. My  son’s created these things called Hank Drum’s. I think named such because some cartoon guy named Hank sells propane. But I was dually impressed. The first couple days after he made his Hank drum he made a YouTube video with it. He improved since this was done, but it will give you the idea.


So, it was so fun, I made my own Hank Drum eventually.

The reason for these in the first place is many people wanted to create a cheap version of the “Hang Drum”. Hang Drums are incredible. They are made by two guys in Switzerland. Word has it they have a patent on the manufacturing process and do not want to sell it or expand their own capacity for creating them. According to internet lore, they have enough orders to do it for the rest of their lives. At $2500 apiece, I’m thinking they are doing OK. I read somewhere online, it takes two days to make one.

Here is a sample of one being played.


I have watched many of the YouTube videos and always feel like there is hope for humanity after I do.

My beating heart.

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First Utopian reflection:

by on Mar.23, 2010, under Psycho Babble

After today’s day at work I have to say this. I know that my Utopia would not define the efforts of my labors in terms of a currency system based on my depicted worth to our social, cultural, societal aspirations. And no, I do not have something better in mind at the moment, give me a minute. Something inside screams that there has to be a better way.

I do not figure we will last, odds are against us, hope I am wrong. 96% of all species of life we humans have been able to realize is now extinct. So the odds aren’t good is all I’m saying. Oh-oh – I am hearing the “not another doomsday preacher” ethers floating my way across the space/time continuum right now. I am not really, I actually hypothesize on all angles. However, as I mentioned in my first posting, I gravitate my postulations around the unknown. Perhaps because you can’t prove me wrong, HA. I might be on to something there.

I am guessing that the blogger’s pathways are filled with people just like me. Trying to communicate our relations to life as we experience and understand it. Trying to share something a kindred soul might come across and smile at. That seems what I as a person with no focused expertise can use this medium for, mental masturbation I like to call it. I am the one to get the satisfaction from it.

Here is an easy one. A no brainer. The environment. I preach and shout my stance with spittle and outrage, as I use a computer and consume an ex-ordinate amount of resources to enjoy my lifestyle. I know I am a huge hypocrite in this area. Nature is truly my deepest spiritual source of reverence. If I had to identify with any religion it would be one of Gaia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gaia_hypothesis concepts of some sort. While many of the American Indians were as bloody and savage to each other as we seem to be, I like their religious thing much better than most our “Anglos” practice. … mmm, not too many heathen ethers, coo.

Well I will take a quick stab at something concrete. What about 6 hour days, two shifts! We could have like a symbiotic relationship worker thing. Slight over lap when needed to maintain projects and work. Maybe meetings on Fridays to add to the cohesive nature of our work partner. I am sure I could work out the economics. It would certainly employee everyone. It would drastically increase our productivity. People would be happier and perhaps healthier with more time to pursue other things in life.

Well, its a thought.

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What’s in a name.

by on Mar.21, 2010, under Psycho Babble

What’s in a name?

I have been staring at my screen trying to just let go. It is easy in my head, another thing in print. So I got caught up right away. “What should I name this post? This being my first what I would consider first post of any substance ever, I thought it important? I mean if this is the first post I am going to use to start my blog, my first blog, the name should be catchy right. But in what way catchy… catchy as in funny catchy? Or maybe catchy as in introspective catchy? Could it be both? Will people ever see it in the way intended?

I am wondering if my name were Rex, would I name my blog Blogasauras Rex.

Wanna here a funny thing? Ever since I decided I would give this blog thing a try, I have been like bloggin in my head? No really… I am talking to my self in “blogese” as I drive down the road in my car. It kinda freaks me out. I starting thinking about something like usual, then I say to myself, “Here is how I could tell someone else this so they might understand.” Then I start thinking like I’m a blog post. Weird huh?

I think it is because in my normal way of self conversation about most everything, I use shortcuts based on my personal relation to the concept. Imagery shortens introspection immensely I find. The minds eye,… so fun to contemplate. I gotta believe it happens in us all. Picture worth a thousand words kinda thinking. What if we communicate like this? In our collective unconscious we pass entire concepts to each other with an image created within our minds eye? It would be blazing speed as all the words, feelings, concepts and memories associated with a picture could be shared in one instant. Gotta love that “mind’s eye”.

So do you think this reality could be just a common ground created by our collective unconscious? Just a thought.

Collective unconscious, another cool one.

Some one mentioned discussing quantum physics in our blogs. Here is the wiki:
I would love to understand that in the manner intended.

The whole time/space construct is another one I could ramble on all night about.

Ok, I admit it, I stroke that part of me that likes to think about the unknown. But I can be a flower guy too. I live on a small Hobby farm in Minnesota. Animals and stuff, but I get into my flowers around the place every spring and summer. I find it hard to tell many guys. Like one relative is really into Nascar and I am quite sure I am less of a man to him because I like my flowers. And that less of man thing is on some sorta scale depending on how close you are to liking flowers yourself. And I think if you are closer to liking flowers I am more apt to telling you my weird thoughts. Is it all relative to ones base reality? Would the Nascar guy been more apt to tell his unusual thoughts to another Nascar guy, or to a flower guy? Mmm, I am thinking there are surely Nascar flower guys.

Anyone want to start a conversation about something? I would love to try it? Never let go in print like that, but willing to give it a try. I have only one friend who I can talk about anything and everything with deeply. Nice to have that. I worry about being judged I think. But I’m thinking why not.

signed, Pleximus

Your thinking what’s with that name?

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Video Link Test… grrrr

by on Mar.20, 2010, under Generic

Hello, LVS friends… I am getting quite frustrated. But I shall persevere.
This link is my son playing his Hank Drum. It is made from an old propane tank and tuned in a Japanese scale.

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