My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

I'm going to be attempting *insert emotive classical music here* the following:

Tabata Protocol

1) For twenty seconds, do as many repetitions as possible with a piss-small weight
2) Rest for ten seconds
3) Repeat several more times until you cannot even lift yourself up!
4) Be carried away by vultures that have been circling your dying body for the past 5 mins.

I'll see how it all ends up. My last few attempts have been body weight exercises - today i'm trying actual weights.

Will our hero, Adam, live to tell more useless blog entries? Does anyone even care whether or not our here, Adam, will live to tell more useless blog entries? All these questions you don't care to hear answers of, and more, will be revealed soon!

A hotted up hearse just drove down my street - the most random things seem to happen here.

Me @ the Bahai temple.


Me with a drunken smirk on my face looking worse for wear.


Me laying on my back grinning stupidly.


Me walking up Burning Mountain, obviously fully prepared for bush walking with my short sleeves, lack of sunscreen lotion, and sandals on my feet (which you cannot see - but hey I was there, so i know these things)

I've got some more recent photos with me looking all blond bondish in suit, but I cannot for the life of me find it.

EDIT: I know it's a repeat post. But it takes too long to upload the pictures to my other site for cataloging properly.

Brain damage may help quit smoking
By Ben Wasserman - foodconsumer.org

A brain-damaging stroke in certain area in the brain could help smokers quit smoking immediately, according to a study published Friday in the Jan. 26 issue of the journal Science.

The study shows that to cause loss of the craving for nicotine, the stroke may better occur in a 2.5-centermeter(sic) wide insula, a small island in the cerebral cortex deep in the brain that has been known to function as a platform for feelings and emotion including nicotine addition.

Well..hmmm...we could have some fun with this...

Come one! Come all! to Adam's quit smoking baton head beating bonanza! With bonus blood letting for all volunteers!

The silent ringtone. Either I'm missing something, which may well be the case, or my hearing is damn near perfect, but I can hear this stupid thing I'm not meant to be able to hear. In fact everyone I know can hear this thing they're not meant to hear! Ripped off!

Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen

I had a friend was a big baseball player
back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
but all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Well there's a girl that lives up the block
back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
she says when she feels like crying
she starts laughing thinking about

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

My old man worked twenty years on the line
and they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
they just tell him that he's too old
I was nine nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the Legion hall
but I can tell what's on his mind

Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days

Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight
and I'm going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it
but I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
a little of the glory of, well time slips away
and leaves you with nothing mister but
boring stories of glory days

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

There was this guy who was sitting in the mall the other week having breakfast at one of the cafes alone. Within ten minutes he had another, possibly a friend, possibly a new acquaintance. He/they were doing the morning crossword puzzle in the paper. By the time I was done with my breakfast there were around 3 or 4 in the group.

They were asking every passerby if they could help fill in the blanks. It seemed like most fun, it reminded me of a sort of up-market twist on the yelling out drunken incoherent babble at random people. It was in good fun but the suits pretty much told this dude to fuck off.

Some people are pricks.

Every Sunday evening the Church nearby has a choir singing loudly echoing through the city. Today we have bongo drums in the park in competition with the hymns. It comes off similar to an evangelical battle of Christianity vs pagan tradition or some form of an African neo-christian faith movement if we were to melt the two.

The drums of death are winning ferociously.

My calf muscles are sore. I think, come sun-down, or even late afternoon, I'll be doing some form of light exercise for recovery. The alternative would be a massage - any takers? I thought as much.

Babel (Hebrew) is the name used in the Hebrew Bible for the city of Babylon (Akkadian Babilu), notable in Genesis as the supposed location of the Tower of Babel.In Gen. 11:9, the name of Babel is etymologized by association with the Hebrew verb balal, "to confuse or confound" (wikipedia)

The movie? Well. It's really good, as per the usual Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu/Guillermo Arriaga combinations.

The meaning behind it all: our false ideas of safety we all have ? to humanise everyone because in essence people are people so why should it be you and I should get along so awfully - help me understand? i have no idea.

Worth seeing? hell yes!

New years Eve. It's about getting drunk, loud, screaming, dancing with people you know and don't know, kissing people you do and don't know. Jumping up and down like a drunken 5 year old after watching the wiggles. It's about fireworks. It's about forgetting everything you know or think you know. It's about looking to the future. It's about remembering to the past. It's about saying "fuck-it! I'll sort out all the shit tomorrow...in fact...fuck-it altogether...the shit doesn't need sorting out. Fuck that shit altogether! It doesn't matter!" It's about playing pictionary drunk, spilling alcohol onto a chair and burning it to the ground with a sparkler as you pass out. It's about driving along a road watching fireworks dart over the top of you. It's about bad punctuation and poor grammar. It's about forgetting everything you've just typed in the first jumbled mess of words and repeating it all over again without even realising it.

New Years Eve. It's about getting drunk, loud, screaming, dancing with people you know and don't know, kissing people you do and don't know. Jumping up and down like a drunken 5 year old after watching the wiggles. It's about fireworks. It's about forgetting everything you know or think you know. It's about looking to the future. It's about remembering to the past. It's about saying "fuck-it! I'll sort out all the shit tomorrow...in fact...fuck-it altogether...the shit doesn't need sorting out. Fuck that shit altogether! It doesn't matter!" It's about playing pictionary drunk, spilling alcohol onto a chair and burning it to the ground with a sparkler as you pass out. It's about driving along a road watching fireworks dart over the top of you. It's about bad punctuation and poor grammar. It's about forgetting everything you've just typed in the first jumbled mess of words and repeating it all over again.

New years eve. It's about standing on top of a roof top and trying to see the fireworks while naked and wrapped in a blanket. It's about waking up at 5am and not remember where you are or how you got there. It's about making resolutions you'll never keep nor remember.

New years eve. It's not just another day in the life unless you let it be.