I have, of late, Parishioners,

revisited The Big Lebowski

Team Lebowski

and I am considering Nihilism.

Nihilism is a philosophical position that argues that existence is without objective meaning, purpose, or intrinsic value.

The term nihilism is sometimes used synonymously with anomie to denote a general mood of despair at the pointlessness of existence.

Nietzsche characterized nihilism as emptying the world and especially human existence of meaning, purpose, comprehensible truth, or essential value.

In most contexts, Nietzsche defined the term as any philosophy that results in an apathy toward life and a poisoning of the human soul

William Shakespeare eloquently summarized the existential nihilist’s perspective when, in this famous passage near the end of Macbeth, he has Macbeth pour out his disgust for life:

Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

A 2007 article in The Guardian noted that “…in the summer of 1977, …punk’s nihilistic swagger was the most thrilling thing in England.”


Published in: on January 28, 2009 at 11:29 AM  Leave a Comment  

Wind Farm Jenny – Master Builder’s Woman

Who has a nephew who is also named Ray Liotta who plays on a wind farm?

Who believes in doing Good and doing Right?

Jenny – Master Builder’s Woman

(1983 TV episode – I loves you Jenny…  OH- ! no, not you, Jenny! sorry. Jesu i messed this up …. ANYWAY –  I only love melanie and Rachel Ward)

Intense is the word for Ray Liotta. He specializes in psychopathic

there are no pictures of Sr Liotta and Professor Einstein  on teh Luvverley Interwebs

# Bind to this address

#Listen to connections
#Respect applications.

keep your monkey hand offa her monkey!

Archive Footage:
  1. Oscar, que empiece el espectáculo (2008) (TV) (uncredited) …. Himself

and now there’s me, Martha



an outstanding role modele

Piscataway Mabey Bridge supply flavor and crunch.
Broken nuts give crunch. Liotta acquired  13000

where is the rest of this?

UNFORGETTABLE (STAR) 1/2 David Krane Ray Liotta Martha Briggs Linda Fiorentino Don Bresler Peter Coyote Stewart…terrific movies. …

mrs mick dundee?

you keep your hands offa her, monkey man!

(pete, go right ahead but try to allow her to retain her Dignity)

there are no pictures of Sr Liotta and Martha Stewart on teh Luvverley Interwebs

NEW YORK  —  Here’s something Ray Liotta and Virginia Madsen won’t be putting on their resumes: stars of the first new TV show to bite the dust this fall.

“Smith,” the Tuesday night CBS drama with Liotta leading a band of high-stakes thieves, is off the schedule, the network said Friday. It will be replaced temporarily

(if you are related to Mr Michael Madsen i just take it all back right now. sorry. really, sorry)

obama has just ordered “a responsible pullout”

i think i like him

The *Other* Martha


there are no pictures of That Wikkid Divil

People Viewing This Page May Also Be Interested In These Sponsored Links  (What’s This?)
Best car awards * Hu

yea;  right…

Published in: on January 22, 2009 at 7:41 AM  Leave a Comment  





Punishment Sack

im sorry sweetie

i am so sorryit was an accident

can i please come over?

i am so sorry

i love you


Friday, August 22, 2008

Two bums argue over who is the better panhandler, loser gets stabbed
I didn’t even try to make up a funny/witty headline for this story. The story is funny enough by itself. Unreal!

PITTSBURGH—Pittsburgh police say one homeless man was stabbed by another after they argued over who was the better panhandler.

Here’s a reenactment of the event:
Bum #1: “I’m a bigger piece of shit!”
Bum #2: “NO! I AM a bigger piece of shit!”
Bum #1: “Forget begging for money, let’s see how good you are at begging for your life!”
*Bum #1 pulls out shank, stabs Bum #2*

The men began arguing in an area where homeless people are known to encamp about 4:15 p.m. Thursday. that’s when police say Milburn cut the other man in the neck using kitchen shears.

Police say the men were arguing about which of them was the best panhandler on the city’s North Side, a neighborhood that contains the city’s pro sports stadiums.

thid is how long it takes: ontains the city’s pro sports stadiums. thid is how long it takes: 0.06 sec.

Being able to shank someone with a shiv is an important part of being a bum. The stabber bum clearly showed he had the more well rounded bum-skills with his on-point (pun intended) shanking of the “victim” bum.

Published in: on January 21, 2009 at 7:05 AM  Leave a Comment  

New Melanie

Jesu, Parishioners –



I never imagined this would happen again –

it’s happening again…

Spanish Candy - is that Candida?

show details 15:04 (5 hours ago)



I am in  trubble

you know how when xxxx was away
I got seth in a whole fuckan mess o trubble?

I am in trubble

not even a hint
but I am*feelan* it…

she is 18
and *Possible*!!!

perhaps this Purge
shall purge me…

Jesu, Beloved Lilac Jesu,
hopefully it’s just the migraine…

[but really, she is beautiful!]


Reply to all


* * *

Subject: trubble
– Show quoted text –

I would inter-vent if I possibly could. Suffice to remind you what happened to Pollock, J. when he pulled the same stunt at about the same time of life.

The Science of Irreducible Loveliness

show details 20:42 (8 minutes ago)



this is where is all started falling to bits!

I am, however, wasted on codeine…


I am screwing my courage to Ling Po and hoping for the Best
she is my Private Secret Baby
but I cannot trust Seth.
I may only caress her in his Dreams…
(unlike that nerdy Pony chick in those crime series
who is routinely violated regardless of her appearance on TV)

Imagine that (again & again), Sir;
A Private Secret Lady

all of your own…

Laudanum & a Trust fund

I fucking miss you my Brother


Published in: on January 20, 2009 at 10:29 AM  Leave a Comment  

Return Home


What a day, Parishioners –
I went to Melbourne!

An interview for a position in a New Parish!

Up at 08:00
leave The Rectory 09:15
train departs PonyTown 09:31 (on time!!!)
train arrives 10:08, change lines
train arrives airport 10:20 – have ONE HOUR wait
Virgin departs Kinsford Smith 11:15 (not even a free coffee!)
plane arrives Tullamarine 12:45
taxi to Bishoprick in St Kilda (home!) 30 min & $60
interview with Bishop & friends 1h
taxi to New Parish 30 min & $60
interview with current Priest & Friends of the Church,
tour of Church & surrounds 2h
taxi to Tullamarine – now here’s a story:

seventy of her sisters await you in Heaven

As you know, Parishioners,
a little rain slows traffic to a crawl,
a subsequent accident brings it to a halt.

Traffic was crawling,
then there was an accident somewhere, but not on my route.
However, Just In Case,
one lane of the now despised Westgate Tunnnel
was closed for use by emergency personnel, if required.


I reckon I spent AT LEAST 45 min in The Tunnel of Hell!
choking on exhaust fumes, eyes watering, praying in the back seat…
and there was this Big Brother (the Original, ‘Tish) voice
which came over the loudspeakers
AND broke into the radio
& told everyone that one lane was closed…

The trip took 90 min and cost &120!

Fortunately (presciently?), not knowing when the Festivities would end,
I had booked a flight leaving rather late in the day.
Thus I had little time to wait around the airport…

you mocking my belly-button, punk?

Virgin leaves Tullamarine 19:45
plane arrives Kingsford Smith 21:05
train departs airport 21:40
train arrives 21:50, change lines
train departs 22:13
train arrives PonyTown 23:05
Home At Last! – 23:15

All in all, a 14h day,
time to relax…

Stayed up late to watch Anthony LaPaglia (who can’t drop his adopted Yank accent now),
the wonderfully understated David Wenham

and cross-eyed frogmouth Sibylla Budd in The Bank.
Then The Best Sleep I’ve Had In WEEKS!!!

‘Tis a Beautiful Day, Parishioners!

there are SO MANY of you!

A Frenzy of Incapability™


I am *knackered*, Parishioners.

Currently “between Churches”
I am looking for a new position

and DREADING the move…

executed Reverend

I arrived with a suitcase, my black guitar and a backpack.
Now I have an entire Rectory full o stuff –
seven years of accumulated stuff!

How the Hell am I gwan move?

How the Hell am I gwan move the Ponies,
The futon, the wall unit, the glass tables, this leaden slate thang,
the fridge, the washing machine, this trusty box,
my precious bonsai?

It is all too much for me
and I can’t eat, can’t sleep –

dead priest

nothing for it but to bury the head in the sand –
this week ’twas champagne…

I am currently putting on a brave front
but all advice enormously appreciated –
I have worked myself into A Frenzy of Incapability™.

Punished for My Sins

Life, Parishioners,

is currently Hell

Life, indeed, is Hell; ask Tony Curtis...

Lifted from a Smursh of Pete


Le Rev Dr

Published in: on June 24, 2008 at 1:20 PM  Leave a Comment