In a message dated 8/12/2002 12:32:05 PM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:
> At pavu.com's, we leave Michelangelo's slave on Manzoni's pedestal and focus
> on one and only goal: becoming the masters of the world.
> Therefore, to Mario Merz's "Che Fare ?"
I say chopariffic! Yes where to go. Monteverdi's Orfeo ed Euridice. 0-0.
I can almost no longer say what I think is true, for there is no more saying
to be done!
"I left medical school
with a 3.2 and a 2.0
Got a job slingin' liquor;
Had a masters degree but I shoulda been a thicker DJ
Spent my credit cards
A computer screen and a camera free
Sent it all across the nation,
People in the know sayin' baby he's a hack
And they're lookin' for a hard piece of evidence
To kill me and burn me
So I gotta find a hard piece of evidence
To set me free."
"Hard Evidence"–Max Herman
C Am7 G F
F G C
Steve Earle vocals and changes–no chops
Hey, weird idea. email as pamphlet.
Factually it's the right generic. No other use one might say. Rigorously,
qua Sorbonne. Cognitive-formatting wise, these are all basically pamphlets.
Orwell on the pamphlet, which he loved, was a topic somewhere around. I dig
Eric the most. Let's partanian!
Maybe the big brains at the dirty Sorbonne already figured this, some
stallioneer doing a cahier for his Master's Degree.
All's I know is je suis sick of it, 99%, irregardless of the Strokes and the
last 2k.
"Chunking means valuing how pieces are dynamizing together in chess; it's
what humans must practice and what computers are worst at."–Hans Berliner,
"The System," a book about chess and computers and chess and Hans Berliner.
Computers calculate only in chess. This is their weakness in chess, as
opposed to tic tac toe, where they have zero weakness.
by mention to this the chess section of my pamphlet of pamphlets, the Mother
of All Pamphlets, a new "Common Sense."
Chess is neato. It has rotation and triangulation, fulcra in 4d, axes, spin,
time. If you draw a biddle bessboard with a g2k logo on top you can tell.
Overlaid like I mean reverend brothers.
Maybe chess is non-art jargon to you, the reader. Ideally not, because chess
is one of the most accurately mapped historical forms since the day.
Indo-European, akin to the game Go. (Pebble/counting games sui generis per
favore favore)
Go was invented by a mighty nobleman who had a shallow heir. He commanded
his son and heir to learn Go but the son refused and was beheaded,
delineated. 0-1. ("0-1" means "the black pieces won the game" in chess
notation.)
For those who do not like chess, or know of it, I recommend a free account at
Free Internet Chess Society or ICC at chessclub.com. Check out the features,
choose a handle, chat, even look at the interface as art–sound too! ICC
offers a free trial membership I recommend highly. (Do trainingbots; it's
what the pros do!!) I want crits from any web designers out there, come out
come out and take center field yes friends.
Enough teaching. Over the board!
Here's me against a 1600 player on ICC, MrSluggo, ask him about losing on
time to a guest on Aug. 12, to verify if. Basically it's blitz, five minutes
0 increment. I played what I think is a decent line of the Dutch Defense,
beating a player much better than I. An upset worthy of the greatest
intellect's rapt attention:
MrSluggo v. Herman, icc 8/12/02:
1. d4 Nf6
2. c4 e6
3. Qc2 d5
4. Bg5 Be7
5. Nf3 Bd7
6. Nc3 c5
7. cxd5 exd5
8. Nxd5 Bb4+!
9. Nxb4 Nxb4
10. Qc5 Nc6!
11. Be2 h6!
12. Bh4? g5
13. Bg3 Ne4
14. Qa3 Nxg3!
15. hxg3 Qc7!
16. 0-0 0-0-0
17. Rfc1 Kb8!
18. b4 a6!
19. b5 Qa5!?
20. Qb3 Nb4
(0-1 on time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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Maybe the answer to our all needs is to shed some of our phobiae toward
rules. We can't change all the rules. It's better to call rules "error-term
ranges." Pity no man likes math anymore. Everyone hates math. Dirty math.
Error-term parameters! (Godel calls them subjective/imaginitive, nn v.
rhizome 1999.) They are now electronic and in us like soup in the tureen,
drink it up all! Hence otb or "Time Is Up." Wireless audio vibrating our
loin to alert some stimulus is at hand doggy-poos.
Creamblus Creamblitor. Quaestor Quaestissimus.
Topic the Next: What is Hybris?
Jon: Er ah go ask your mom.
Jonn: You ask your mom.
Jon: It relates to "Call It A Business" by Shlagel.
Jonn: Unfortunately no one has heard that song. Not many.
Jon: Your problem.
Jonn: Pop quiz, proper alignment toward artmoney?
Jon: Wear your business like a holy garment.
Jonn: Did you just make that up?
Jon: No.
Jonn: You're not as good as that Strokes' song.
Jon: Yes we are and I've heard it happen, count my shells nancy boy–real
hard.
Jonn: Anger-bursts make you ill.
Jon: You wish I wasn't ill.
Jonn: You wish you weren't.
Jon: You wish you weren't.
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New Pamphotopic:
Big News? How about how 1984 came true in 2000? Takers? Would halting an
invasion by brokering a true instant peace with Hussein, convincing him to
surrender, would that be a miracle? A Frick-fucker miracle? Nope.
Holy regards to every flyer and every jack man among.
Armenius
genius2000.net
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The Quaestor and the Passion: Armenius81202
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