ON ACCEPTING THE FRENCH IDEA OF GENIUS:

Look what I found!!! I thought I had lost it.

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Ode To a Pic of Nuge

“When in doubt, whip it out” – Ted Nugent

I
Thou still unrepentant groom of forestry,
Thou foster child of gun club and Fred Bear,
Sylvian masticator, who canst thus express
a savage mood more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed camo haunts about thy shape
like diety or mortal or both
in woods of upper, lower Michigan?
What god like man is this? What rock star loathe?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What guns and arrows? What wang dang sweet poontang?

II
Processed game is sweet, but those unshot
are swifter: therefore ye wild game, run on;
not from the carbide grip, but, more endeared,
pace to the spirit of pursuit;
fair Nuge, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
thy blind, nor ever can those woods be bare.
Bold Hunter, never, never canst thou kill
though reaching for the bow – yet do not grieve
the mark shall not fade, though thou hast not thy shot
forever wilt thou aim and deer be there.

III
Ah, happy, happy bow! that cannot miss
the shot, nor ever bid the shieve adieu;
And, happy rock god, unwearied,
For ever rocking out, forever groove:
More happy Nuge! More happy, happy Nuge!
For ever warm and still to be enjoyed,
For ever panting and forever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
that leaves a heart high-rocking and cloyed
a burning soul and dry mouth.

IV
Who are these groupies coming to your worship?
To your green altar, O mysterious priest,
Leads’t thou that white buffalo made of paper mache
across a bitchin stage, with lights aglitter?
What little Michigan town near autumnal woods
or grand Cabela’s dost thou scamper through,
emptied of its quaint and furry animals?
Little town, thy woods and fields forever more
will silent be; and not an animal to tell
why thou art desolate, can e’er return.

V
O Adonis shape! Bold Mullitude! with breed
of hos and roadies overwrought,
with forest animals and cashed pipe;
thine silent form dost tease us out of thought
as dost thine artistry: it’s a free for all!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to all, to whom thou sayst
“Kill it, and Grill it!” – that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

Obs. nonce-wd.


That corrupts or ruins women.

[1780 M. MADAN (title) Thelyphthora; or, A Treatise on Female Ruin, in its Causes, Effects, Consequences, Prevention, and Remedy.] 1794 MATHIAS Purs. Lit. I. 160 Must I with Madan, bent on gospel truth, In Thelypthoric lore instruct our youth.


Me likey word. Roy is thelyphthoric in that he ruint me for all other mens (with his sexy and whatnot). I is ruint. RUINT! Wait is ruint a word? Okay, the oed says NO, not a word. hmmm... but ruinated is! I is ruinated! (That sounds funny... I ruinated my panties when I urinated in them. ha hahahahaha! Not really. I'm not that old.)

I never post to my journal, just on ya'lls, so I thought I'd update with some internal drama.

Okay so yestermaday I gots me an eye examination (which btw is creepy because the room is dark and the dr. guy is like 2 centimeters from your face, and you can feel his subway breath all up on ya), and then I got a prescription for some glasses and had a hard time deciding whether or not to actually get the prescription filled, because glasses are expensive (wtf, people, wtf!) and I don't even really need to wear them inside (outside/large rooms only he sd...but supposedly good for driving ..."look ma, I can see!") so I mean I didn't want to crash the car or anything (which I don't think I would) or not recognize people from a distance, but I mean, how often am I all..."I need to see very far right now!" anyways? So...I bought some glasses from sam's club, because they're cheaper, but now I feel bad about buying glasses that I only need sometimes, because I COULD live without them, and I hate spending money on me (Although I LOVE spending it on other people, love, love love!!!! "Ooh, you need that, can I buy it for you?"), and if I were going to spend money on me it would be for something like new shoes because my old ones are smelly (although my old ones only cost like five dollars at Meijers...but they are Rocket Dogs and if I want new non-smelly ones they're gonna cost me like at least 20 bucks or more) and now I've totally spent all the me money I can spend without being physically sick and I have big time Buyer's Remorse. But, my glasses are very cute and when I get them I will have Roy take a pic and then I will post it somehows (they are thin metal, in a kind of funny cat-eye but not cat-eye shape, and the best part is that they are tortose shell on the outside, but on all the inside edges they are a very sparkly turquoise, which makes my eyes look all turquoisy because it reflects back...ooooh). So, in summation, Mandie has very groovy and stylish specs for the firstest time in her life (too much close work makes a mandie not see very far), but Mandie feels guilty because she hates spending money on anything for herself, unless it is unavoidably cool and necessary (although very little is). For those of you who have ever gone mandie-shopping with Mandie, you will be aware of the manner with which I shop for myself ie. I carry things around, make a face and then put it back while saying "I can't buy that" or "I don't need it" or "I'll wait until it goes on sale next season." A and V have often had to talk me into purchasing such luxuries as socks, or a $25.00 skirt...or a $6.00 pair of shoes. What is wrong with me? Am I cheap? I probebly am, that sux. I mean, I sent Roy to the doctor for a rash, and I won't go even though I seriously think something may be wrong with my hand...what is that? I just spent like $40 dollars on my sister's bridal shower invites, and am unwilling to buy a cd I want because it costs $6.00 used.

I think I got this from my momma.

Actually I guess I do have a job, though it is more like play...and the basement (where my favorite place, the soda machine, is) is really creepy, and I LOVE CREEPY!

Organized updates:
1. I made a present for rabbit, it is hilarious.
2. I am making a present for Miss A, it isn't hilarous, but it is cleva.
3. My baby sis is 27 today, I told her that wasn't old and she fake cried and said I was really old so what did I know? Then she asked where her present was, I told her it was at the store.
4. Roy is really dirty and perverted, so I am sad that he is leaving tommorrow...Me and Short Round (b-nut) all alone, no one to play with but the ghost cat.
5. HARRY POTTER TOMMORROW! I am totally buying it on Saturday, but from Sam's club because it's like 15 bucks.
6. The pee stick is still negative ya'll but the trying is fun.
7. Don't call me on my cell phone it will be in a canoe, with drunks, and drunk roy.
8. I am really hungry lately...I want to eat everything! Plus it's hot so I am a fat sweaty girl, lucky me.
9. Queen Chomplepopalous (aka Norma Chompsky) is being obstinate, I think I cut my tongue.
10. I think that this year everyone must bring a dismembered doll (or a gross old doll) to the halloween party.
11. I need a timer for my fog machine.
12. I can wear roy's underpants, so I guess I'm not as fat as I have been. It was not for sexy reasons, it was for walking the dog reasons. (Yeah, I walked the dog wearing only a t shirt and roy's boxer briefs...whateva, stop judging and stuff.)
13. My dog is fighting himself in the other room, and he is being noisy. He needs another doggum to play with. Ewh, he licked a wet spot on the bed again...icky.
14. I have lots of projects this weekend and I am very excited about them.
15. I am running out of things to list.
16. I didn't work out this week, I sux.
17. I need glasses.
18. My wrist is getting better.
19. My allergies are getting worse.
20. The title of the post is a song by wally pleasant...he is very cool despite being from MI. Ck him out at http://www.wallypleasant.com/music.cfm

I miss my miss A sunshine butt (how do you like that nickname?), I miss Dave the critter, I miss Vicki Fufenyefka, I even miss Kyle...do you hear that Kyle you freaking lurker? Voyeur! (I was just fondly reminiscing the time that you knocked me to the floor and dry humped me in front of the Rammer's student...and that time that you puked until you popped blood vessels in your eyes...ah, sweet memories! Alas, those fragrant days of youth too soon pass. PS I traded your sweater to someone for one of the Schwerers...so, you're not getting that back...although it has been like five years.) Respond to that poo dinger.

I miss my sweet princess E, and the Hi-may (who I get to see tonight!).

I miss my lame sister and her lame panic attacks about every little thing.

I miss my headphones (they broke).

I miss my wallet (still can't find it, it's gotta be somewheres...I need it to get into the gym and the bar tonight, or I won't get to see Jaime...sux, wallet, dammit!)

A, come over and help me find my wallet? WAAAAaaaah. Too far away! POOOOooooooP!

What a lovely birthday, despite my becoming an antique. Maybe vintage? Vintage sounds nicer. I am a vintage person. When I was younger (as evidenced by the music quiz results below) I was a pre-goth, new wave, post-retro punk, skater betty with a poor attitude. Now I am a sad shade of my former pink-haired, angry self, although I still have a poor attitude. (I think my pink-haired, angry young Mandie-self would be impressed by me now, but slightly bitter about quite a few things...which is fine because I would have a few things to say to her too...like "WHAT's with the dating absolute morons who cheat on you?" and..."oh, so you think you're fat now...you just wait!" See? Poor attitude.
The birthday was great though! Robin and Jason's party was intimate but excellent! There was a lot of silly happening, and I love silly. I got excellent toys from my excellent friends, and a banana cream pie with candles in it! I have the most lovely friends in the world.

What I got fer my bd:
Friday the 13th boxed set (Crystal Lake to Manhattan!!!!)
Lovely Gravitation Manga
Chocolates of various and yummy fillings
An InuYasha book
mad libs...hours of silly fun!
A Sephora Gift certificate
Fancy new clothes
A day at the mall in G.Rap and Lunch at Max and Erma's (oh, home!)
Drunk
A hauling-ass girl sweater, handmade by Vicki
Pizza and Trivial Pursuit with my friends
Lovin from my man, and a good breakfast
To sit around in my Peej and read Gravitation for hours on end.
A free gift from the body shop.

AWESOME!!! What is better than all of that? Nothing...or maybe, not being thirty.

Your Taste in Music:

80's Alternative: Highest Influence

80's Pop: Highest Influence

Punk: Highest Influence

90's Alternative: High Influence

90's Rock: High Influence

Classic Rock: High Influence

90's Pop: Medium Influence

Adult Alternative: Medium Influence

Alternative Rock: Medium Influence

Country: Medium Influence

Hair Bands: Medium Influence

Progressive Rock: Medium Influence

80's R&B: Low Influence

80's Rock: Low Influence

90's Hip Hop: Low Influence

90's R&B: Low Influence

Dance: Low Influence

Gangsta Rap: Low Influence

Ska: Low Influence