Aug 2018
.somehow i never managed to elevate my listening palette to talk radio, notably BBC radio 4, from the upper echelon of "passively" engaging in content, namely classical FM... i still wonder why there's no jazz FM, spewing out the Blue Note records renaissance of the 1950s...
- since you really can't call it pumping iron
at the gym,
the brain is already, primarily,
a fatty ***** with electric potential -
turn that ***** to a muscular entity -
lo & behold!
Alzheimer's involves killer proteins -
that last tier of starvation,
in reverse -
first the immediate consumption
of the readily available carbohydrates
(sugars, starch) -
then the fat reserves...
and last: the proteins...
as a side digressive question -
why not prescribe the onset of Alzheimer's
contained fasting -
it's hypothetical -
a treatment so dramatic,
that the body's fat reserves have been
depleted -
and the protein storage begins
to be involved -
just a theory... i'm not qualified
to attest its verifiable status with
the current methods of alleviating
the onset of Alzheimer's...
but... given that no pharmacological intervention
is of any help...
extreme fasting...
post-scriptum of the fat reserves being
exhausted...
point being?
an avenue not walked by anyone...
a stab in the dark...
but it clearly it hasn't been
a good pat few days to solve
sudoku puzzle...
i'm muddled, i make obvious mistakes...
at 10,069... i thought: **** it...
my mind is elsewhere,
sometimes imitating a zoological
study of a chimp is doable -
but... lately?
throwing custard
on walls rather than refreshing them with
paint and subsequently watching it dry...
so? there was only one alternative...
listening to talk radio...
no, not BBC Radio 4...
for a while, yes, i listened to it...
the new stuff, the indie content creators...
i listen to too much music anyway,
like baby, from that movie baby driver...
and talk radio is probably
the only worthwhile antithesis to listening
to music...
problem with an addiction to music...
there is no parallel explanation,
or "cure" within the equivalency confines
of **** or gaming addiction...
it's an addiction that
transcends even the concept of god...
to me? god is a music addict...
satan - the one angel who couldn't even
fathom singing in baritone...
had a squeaky voice...
thought: **** it...
if i can't sing in the choir,
might as well blow a trumpet out of my ***
in hell...
and watch the Quasimodo parade,
binging on it,
next to the Golgotha summit...
so no sudoku for me...
i had to find an alternative...
legacy media, whatever you want to call
them... the times newspaper -
friday, 10th August 2017...
headlines...
banner for the supplement -
how the Aga got cool:
what the hip, urban set want in their
kitchens...
seriously?
you're serious?
banks are refusing to
raise rates for savers -
NHS scraps restrictions on
life-changing leukaemia drugs...
and my favorite...
blackadder star backs Johnson
in burka row -
that joke is old...
i remember being in primary school
and overhearing an englishman
refer to, the NIQAB... rather than
the BURQA as: satan's letterbox...
it's an old joke...
around since the mid 1990s...
about as exciting as
seeing a pigeon for the first time...
it's not even a bad joke...
it's just, plain and simple: DATED -
unless of course re-framed in a situation
of a BURQA clad woman,
driving a car...
which will never happen...
modesty before god my ***...
that modesty is really there
in the bedroom...
i.e. say one word during *** -
other than an onomatopoeia of an assortment
of vowels... and the said modesty...
fizzles out in the ether...
given that: "word is god"...
so no sudoku... what else?
ah! indie talk radio...
lionel nation -
listening to it, while?
reading the newspaper,
simultaneously...
alas... i'd be in the mud filled *******
of the fields of Ypres, in the dug trenches...
if i were to listening to Ęnglish,
but read Polish...
anyone can read and listening to music,
but as cognitive gymnastics goes,
receiving a worded message,
while reading another?
i don't know how difficult it must
be for the mono-linguistics of natives...
i short-circuit
if listening to Polish talking -
and reading English...
and vice versa -
but listening to the English language,
and reading it?
not that the newspaper is exactly
troublesome -
or engaging -
it's part "news" and, for the most part -
a gym apparatus -
the mere act of reading, per se,
is what i'm after...
sometimes the day requires
relaxation using numbers...
others?
less of the number association
of "thought" and optics...
and more split senses -
thought confined to surd-phonetics
and hearing.
- since you really can't call it pumping iron
at the gym,
the brain is already, primarily,
a fatty ***** with electric potential -
turn that ***** to a muscular entity -
lo & behold!
Alzheimer's involves killer proteins -
that last tier of starvation,
in reverse -
first the immediate consumption
of the readily available carbohydrates
(sugars, starch) -
then the fat reserves...
and last: the proteins...
as a side digressive question -
why not prescribe the onset of Alzheimer's
contained fasting -
it's hypothetical -
a treatment so dramatic,
that the body's fat reserves have been
depleted -
and the protein storage begins
to be involved -
just a theory... i'm not qualified
to attest its verifiable status with
the current methods of alleviating
the onset of Alzheimer's...
but... given that no pharmacological intervention
is of any help...
extreme fasting...
post-scriptum of the fat reserves being
exhausted...
point being?
an avenue not walked by anyone...
a stab in the dark...
but it clearly it hasn't been
a good pat few days to solve
sudoku puzzle...
i'm muddled, i make obvious mistakes...
at 10,069... i thought: **** it...
my mind is elsewhere,
sometimes imitating a zoological
study of a chimp is doable -
but... lately?
throwing custard
on walls rather than refreshing them with
paint and subsequently watching it dry...
so? there was only one alternative...
listening to talk radio...
no, not BBC Radio 4...
for a while, yes, i listened to it...
the new stuff, the indie content creators...
i listen to too much music anyway,
like baby, from that movie baby driver...
and talk radio is probably
the only worthwhile antithesis to listening
to music...
problem with an addiction to music...
there is no parallel explanation,
or "cure" within the equivalency confines
of **** or gaming addiction...
it's an addiction that
transcends even the concept of god...
to me? god is a music addict...
satan - the one angel who couldn't even
fathom singing in baritone...
had a squeaky voice...
thought: **** it...
if i can't sing in the choir,
might as well blow a trumpet out of my ***
in hell...
and watch the Quasimodo parade,
binging on it,
next to the Golgotha summit...
so no sudoku for me...
i had to find an alternative...
legacy media, whatever you want to call
them... the times newspaper -
friday, 10th August 2017...
headlines...
banner for the supplement -
how the Aga got cool:
what the hip, urban set want in their
kitchens...
seriously?
you're serious?
banks are refusing to
raise rates for savers -
NHS scraps restrictions on
life-changing leukaemia drugs...
and my favorite...
blackadder star backs Johnson
in burka row -
that joke is old...
i remember being in primary school
and overhearing an englishman
refer to, the NIQAB... rather than
the BURQA as: satan's letterbox...
it's an old joke...
around since the mid 1990s...
about as exciting as
seeing a pigeon for the first time...
it's not even a bad joke...
it's just, plain and simple: DATED -
unless of course re-framed in a situation
of a BURQA clad woman,
driving a car...
which will never happen...
modesty before god my ***...
that modesty is really there
in the bedroom...
i.e. say one word during *** -
other than an onomatopoeia of an assortment
of vowels... and the said modesty...
fizzles out in the ether...
given that: "word is god"...
so no sudoku... what else?
ah! indie talk radio...
lionel nation -
listening to it, while?
reading the newspaper,
simultaneously...
alas... i'd be in the mud filled *******
of the fields of Ypres, in the dug trenches...
if i were to listening to Ęnglish,
but read Polish...
anyone can read and listening to music,
but as cognitive gymnastics goes,
receiving a worded message,
while reading another?
i don't know how difficult it must
be for the mono-linguistics of natives...
i short-circuit
if listening to Polish talking -
and reading English...
and vice versa -
but listening to the English language,
and reading it?
not that the newspaper is exactly
troublesome -
or engaging -
it's part "news" and, for the most part -
a gym apparatus -
the mere act of reading, per se,
is what i'm after...
sometimes the day requires
relaxation using numbers...
others?
less of the number association
of "thought" and optics...
and more split senses -
thought confined to surd-phonetics
and hearing.
