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Fun, Fun Game
Prof. Lacan's mini-forensic translative analysis of Pike's 'muletas' aporia: When Pike read the word "muletas," he claims to have made an immediate connection with food, specifically cornbread: "I feel as though they would be some sort of cornbread type dish, spiced with sage, and lightly sweetened so as to be useful at either end of a meal." This is because Pike's Euro-Amer consciousness, combined with his sort of knowledge of romance languages ("Sort of" evidenced in misspelling of common French phrase: "Qu'et-ce que") led him to think of "mule," which led in turn to "hush puppies." "Hush puppies" are a fried dough device common to cuisine of the American South, and notably to cuisine in New Orleans, a city French in origin. "Hush puppies" is therefore the transitional term, subject to aporetic elision, as it combines the idea of shoes and quiet (not saying, "shhh"), with a corn dough-type food item. Interestingly, Pike elided the 'shoe' step in this process of association, but cannot have done so unconsciously, because the "mule" was necessary to arriving at any kind of cornbread. The aporia also evidences in the phrases "It didn't even register," "might or might not have been," and most importantly: "After staring at the blinky-cursor thing for quite some time and coming up completely empty-handed." Thusly, Pike remains "hushed" about the shoe connection. The misspelling of the French was a kind of 'misstep,' which may have added to the anxiety over feeling at a loss when confronted with the muletas as crutches. The missing letter in "Qu'est-ce-que" is the "s," the third and last letters of the term "hush puppies." "S" appears at either end of this term, a suggestion visibly encrypted in Pike's idea that his corn-dough dish would appear "at either end of a meal." He has stepped over these "s" letters, which are yet impossible to escape, as "s" appears in "muletas." (Presumably one muleta would not suffice). Pike ends with this feeling, expressed in "over-used legs may fall off my body at any second." Therefore, the negative connotations around "muletas" and its linguistic disappointments show their ultimate rejection by this author, in his choice to avoid bipedalism altogether, in any form, with the strict injunction to fall immediately into bed.— November 25, 2009 4:15 a.m.
Fun, Fun Game
"Try it sometime. I'll go first: "rat poison, kool-aid, and a pack of dixie cups."" Hmm, recipe for "drinking the kool-aid?" I ain't goin' first on that one! Oh, ok, fun fun game: Another Sinister Story via Grocery Store List: 1. tub of white caulking 2. 5 lbs of herring 3. dozen mason jars— November 25, 2009 3:48 a.m.
For the Ladies: Best Excuse EVER.
To survive sports: Have the television on "mute."— November 25, 2009 3:27 a.m.
Democrats elect PALIN!!!
This is one of the most bizarre rants I've read in quite some time. By the way, the name of our president is "Barack Obama."— November 25, 2009 3:16 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
Thanks, refried. What is elided in this scene, though, in favor of a feel-good speech on values invoking Lincoln, is the fact that the appearance of churchgoing or piety among politicians is really less important than the pressured lobbying that goes on behind the scenes to effect decisionmaking at the highest levels. Bush Jr. used to talk to Pastor Ted Haggard (former head of the New Life Mega-church in Colorado Springs) every single day. Every day. Meanwhile, Haggard was snorting meth and cavorting with his gay lover. Finding that out, I didn't know whether to be simply relieved at his fall, or disappointed that his influence might have taken a subtle turn for the better--either way, he himself, like the president--ended up being more figurehead than anything else, and was easily replaced. Oh, and thanks for managing to include ice cream in this, even red-herring flavored. "Let be be finale of seem The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." ;)— November 25, 2009 1:13 a.m.
Bonus Blog: Adam Lambert on the AMAs
re: #57: RobertScorpio, if you are such a fan of GH, why do you consistently misspell "Luke Spencer" as "Luke Spenser?" Seems rather 'odd.' http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luke_Spencer re: #53: Beat me to it, gringo ;)— November 25, 2009 12:53 a.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
re: the letter from Anon. in Santee: "In the function of worship, Atheism is polytheistic. Atheists worship many gods. Self, the dignity of man, relativism, and hedonism are among the many objects of Atheist veneration. The religious system of Atheism boils down to humanity worshipping humanity and human ideas." This is the problem with religious zealots--they simply can't imagine that atheists don't actually worship--ideals or entities. It is so S/M... re: #158: "Isn't the discussion really about how atheists in San Diego, by putting up a single billboard, are generating controversy? At the same time, you and I both know there are countless religious advertisements around us." I am surprised that neither Fred nor gringo (especially gringo the anarchist!) have invoked the problem of religion and nationalism, or how the religious right has managed to infect our legislative discourses on morality. We are talking about far more than a billboard here. I'm all for "live and let live" until I am presented with a set of moral codes I must live by that derive from organized religion. I want my stem cells and my right to choose, and my gay marriage. If we did not have a virulent muddling of church and state, these would be approved without question. Gringo does come close here in #160: "The problem at getting to the truth about all of this? Obvious. Money and power. You will find that while I will hapily argue with you about atheism being the answer, I'll not argue with you about religion being the answer. Religion does not always seek truth, and in fact, often avoids it." Exactly. And the confusion of religious values with matters of state have led us to choke on issues concerning some basic social rights and the right to advanced healthcare, as well as the right to govern the natural processes of one's own body. Name Withheld in Santee summons that old chestnut about arrogance. Nothing could be more arrogant than the blatant "witnessing" at the end of his/her letter, and this kind of witnessing has crept into the very letter of bills before Congress, whether our legislators are truly believers or just believers-for-$$...— November 25, 2009 12:30 a.m.
Beer makers want Bernardo Winery's yeasty vats
IMO, Stone's best brews are Arrogant Bastard and Stone IPA. The lambics are ok, but their sours are terrible, overly sour, and numb the palate. Also over the top are experimental brews such as the bitter chocolate and oatmeal--you lose what you love in crafted beers and ales, the yeasty baked breadness, effervescent fun of them. I would recommend getting a Bastard or a Stone, and having a bowl of cheddar soup with their freshly baked pretzels to dip. Also admirable about Stone Brewery is their commitment to the environment; the grounds around are composted with restaurant food waste, and they recycle water for the garden, too--maybe use grain husks, as well? The ambience is casual and contemplative when not too busy, with the high ceilings, wood and stainless steel accents.— November 24, 2009 11:41 p.m.
The Slightly Hodge-Podge Composition
Blaine also rhymes with "rain" and "sane." Pikey doesn't drive, either? I feel much saner knowing that. ;) We do have a car, however, and I've never wondered why we don't pay or do pay for air and water. "Then again, I'm so poor I'm tempted to drive my little Saturn there and pick it up just for the cash, then drive out to Ocotillo or something and drop it off." You could so make an art event out of this, Adam. As for paying for things that could be free--this economy runs on consumer laziness. Bottled water. Overly packaged microwavable meals. Trader Joe's and Fresh 'N Easy (Really: "Hard 'N Stale") both offer precooked products, including rice. Come on. Boil some water, add the rice. Stir and simmer 20 minutes. Do you really need to pay five times the cost for prepackaged rice?— November 24, 2009 1:08 a.m.
It's Better To Burn Out Than It Is To Fade
re: #219: You're right, JF. I misunderstood the context, and it clearly infers threat. However, though it is execrable that SurfP would write such a message, you don't seriously feel threatened, do you? It sounds like bravado, very childish. I am disappointed in the Puppy, who by definition should remain playful. At any rate, you guys have been sparring forever, with often hilari-mouse results for the reader of Bauder's columns--including me, long before I decided to contribute to the site myself. I sincerely hope you all continue the debates--without needless threats, identity exposure, or hard feelings. re: #220: Ditto, Cuddle. Or as someone said, "A+." ;)— November 24, 2009 12:54 a.m.