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WORD OF THE DAY: GERMANY

Ahhh.......Summertime '93. I remember you! What happened to us, we used to be such good friends!

DIAMONDS ARE GAY

Everyday during my morning commute, I'm reminded of what a hapless sheep I really am.

Its 3 bucks now! 3 fuckin bucks gets you a ride on the most unreliable, backwards organized, unenjoyable pig farm of a transit authority in North America...if not the world! yes I'm goddamn ranting! I'll rant all i want. Especially about the TTC! These employees greet you, the hardworking, taxpaying commuter with disgruntled frowns and hostile attitudes after you've suckered up the ridiculous $3 for a one way ride to brokesville! On top of their already cushy salary which you, mr.& mrs. joe citizen pay for, they're freshly back at work after a tediously dragged out strike in which they wanted more! more! more! more! and what's the first thing they do back at work? Refer to the photo above you...sleep! on the job! If thats not enough, Bob Kinnear, president of ATU local 113, which represent all TTC employees, defends this behavior and blames the riders for taking photos and mocking him, calling such antics "disturbing" when the worker could have been ill or needed medical attention. I dunno. From looking at the photo above, it seems to me this dude is flying pretty high above the clouds of dreamland! So what are my options then? I have a 9 am meeting at the other end of the city. i guess I could wake up two hours earlier and ride my bike through freezing cold blizzard conditions and life threatening ice, which I'm thinking is a better option already over supporting this corrupt monopoly. My other option is perhaps remind myself that I live in a democracy and have some kind of voice, albeit small, to make a fuss and raise awareness and protest over this unavoidable trap that the TTC has all Rontonians in.

OR I could quit university, get hired by the TTC, sleep, watch tv, try getting away with public masturbation and live a fulfilled and comfortable life with benefits and retirement pentions. Hmmm ya. this option sounds the best. Especially the public masturbation part.

Boo ya! (thanks Jamie Foxx)

refer to Blogto.com for the press release from Bob Kinnear on this matter.

Freddie Dali probably has one…

At the request of his friend Marcel Duchamp, Salvador Dali created this chess set in 1964 for the American Chess Federation. All of the pieces of the set were modeled after Dali’s fingers except the two Queens which used one of Dali’s wife’s fingers crowned with a tooth and the rooks which were modeled after the salt cellars of the Hotel Saint Regis in New York. Of the thirty two pieces, sixteen are sterling silver and sixteen are silver gilt. The set is currently at the AGO. Go and dig it!

Also if you are into digging things dig this. and if you don’t dig this you probably don’t dig digging stuff because i dig this and think it is the most diggable thing i may have ever seen…

David Altmejd  The Index (2007)

Steel, foam, wood, glass, mirror, Plexiglas, lighting system, silicone, resin, taxidermy birds and animals, synthetic plants, synthetic tree branches, bronze, fiberglass, paint, burlap, leather, pinecones, horse hair, synthetic hair, chains, wire, feathers, quartz, pyrite, other minerals, glass eyes, clothing, shoes, jewelry, beads, monofilament, glitter

h: 131 x w: 510.5 x d: 363.2 in / h: 332.7 x w: 1296.7 x d: 922.5 cm

Photo’s could not capture this piece. If you are in Toronto go see this

not your grandmothers Terradactyl

Terradactyl

A sexual position in which a woman is secured to a ceiling fan and commences to suck on the schlong of a specific, lucky gentleman. The fan can be set on low, medium, or high depending on the desired intensity and skill level of the woman.

ME: bitch lets go jurrasic park style and terradactyl.
Bitch: Ok playa strap me up

Source: UrbanDictionary.com

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=terradactyl

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We at Salem Blog do not endorse calling women bitches. Unless of course they like to be called bitches or they are being a bitch at the time. Bitches are actually female dogs not female humans.

Also for legal reasons we do not endorse the Terradactyl. If you are planning to attempt this style please please please make sure your fan is very secured to the ceiling. Also we would recommend padding the floor just in case. Just throw some pillows on the ground…it only takes a second.

We also think the word “schlong” is lame.

Quote Of The Century

“If you have drugs, keep them on you, because you are probably going to end up somewhere you want to do them, and if you don't have them, your fucked.”

-Oprah Winfrey

Balloons

i will BE right to YOU. i will BE right to YOU. i will BE right to YOU. and TOGETHER we can stand up to the BEAST. you SEE. SUPPRESSION is a MOTHER FUCKING prison, so I'll hand you the KEY to your self, you've got to LOVE your NEIGHBOUR, LOVE your NEIGHBOUR. And let your NEIGHBOUR, love you back.

DIG NICO VEGA

 

i just DISCOVERED how fun CAPITAL letters can BE. i used to HATE them…

if you type “nico vega beast lyrics” into google every site somehow misses the last 2 minutes of the song……………curious………………

i also find it……………curious………that nico vega is not……bigger.

White Stripes are Gay

I hate this band, and i hate jack white, and i cant believe he would endorse guns like this!!! What an ignorant talentless fool. This “alternative type” girl also sucks and intimidates me. I would never hang with a girl like her… BUT… that neighbourhood is my dream!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!!! i love houses like that. SO COOL!!!!!

Moderat – Rusty Nails

Roger and Max!

Thank you Max and Roger. I fucking love you guys!

Orion

Orion was an handsome and skillful hunter. Once, he went to the island Chios where he fell in love with Merope, the daughter of the king Oenopion. Oenopion promised Orion his daughter if he could rid the island of the fierce beasts that infested it.

However, after Orion had successfully completed this perilous task, the king refused to give up his daughter. Orion was so angry that he got drunk and raped Merope. But, Oenopion avenged his daughter. He waited until Orion fell asleep and put out Orion's eyes. Orion's fury grew out of control. He learned from an oracle that he could regain his sight if he went in the farthest point in the east where the sun rises from the ocean. With the help of a young guide, Orion followed the instructions and arrived in Delos.

There, the goddess Eos fell in love with him and convinced her brother, the sun god Helius, to restore Orion's sight. Orion tried to find Oenopion to avenge himself. While pursuing Oenopion, Orion reached the island of Crete where he met the goddess Artemis. Artemis was an excellent huntress. She convinced Orion to go hunting with her and abandon his quest for vengeance.

Artemis'brother, Apollo knew of Orion relationship with Eos. In addition, he was not pleased with Orion's vow to kill all the earth's wild animals. So, Apollo persuaded the Earth goddess Gaia to set an enormous scorpion on Orion. Orion soon realized that his strength and sword were no match for the mighty scorpion. He dove into a lake and swam towards Delos, where Eos could help him.

While he was swimming out (too far to be recognized) Apollo called Artemis, and pointing to Orion's head, challenged her ability to hit any object that far out to sea. Artemis took aim and succeeded. She soon realized that she had killed her lover. In a state of intense grieving, Artemis placed Orion's figure among the stars.

Dig Eachother

Wes Anderson’s Hotel Chevalier

"In this connexion one thing more must be said. There are a good many people of the same kind as Harry. Particularly many artists of his kind. These persons all have two souls, two beings within them. There is God and the devil in them; the mother's blood and the father's; the capacity for happiness and the capacity for suffering; and in just such a state of enmity and entanglement were the wolf and man in Harry. And these men, for whom life has no repose, live at times in their rare moments of happiness with such strength and indescribable beauty, the spray of their moment's happiness is flung so high and dazzlingly over the wide sea of suffering, that the light of it, spreading its radiance, touches others too with its enchantment. Thus, like a precious, fleeting foam over the sea of suffering arise all those works of art, in which a single individual lifts himself for an hour so high above his personal destiny that his happiness shines like a star and appears to all who see it as something eternal and as their own dream of happiness."

-- from Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse

Crab Nebula

lets take a minute and appreciate………..

SNOW!

Things we like about snow are…

white, cold, frost bite, fires, hot chocolate, hot tea, hot apple cider, hot coffee, red noses, snowflakes, pretty, cocaine, tobogganing, scarves, scurvy, lights, horses, looks nice on trees, sex, maple candy, fun, jester hats, boots, alcohol, snowballs, snowmen, snow angels, snow monsters, avalanche’s, yellow snow, writing your name in the snow, footprints, frozen ponds, frozen lakes, frozen canals, easier to cover bodies, and igloo’s

283 SALEM DIGS SNOW. DO YOU?

I Cut Like A Buffalo

Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig Die Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig Dig

B3InG AliV3 iS w3IrD! *@!

Its the holiday season...and Yes...its a weird season. Your suppose to feel what the rest of the world is suppose to be feeling...which is glee and love for everyone...I'm sure people feel these things over the holidays....but everyones feeling are experienced differently.
I feel that we keep experiencing the same things over and over again until we no longer need to learn lessons from them. I personally no longer learn lessons from participating in our traditional Christmas anymore. As my life has changed dramatically over the last couple of years....the holiday season is about visiting with my family. While my family has been separated, we try spending 4 days with every single person on 2 different sides.......how is this supposed to make quality visits??? How are you supposed to give all your love when you are exhausted and permanently drunk? Well I did. And I learned new lessons this year.
I was also introducing my family to my earth partner....and being his first time staying at mom's and dad's this added the extra stress over the holidays.....the constant worry if he is enjoying himself....if my family was enjoying the new energy??? and if Fawn, seahorse and I could still record are annual Christmas album???? (ALL in 4 Days)
Because of all these thoughts on my mind, guilt that I hold on to, and too much food indulgence I forgot to buy any Christmas gifts. ON the 24 I ran around trying to pick appropriate gifts that came from my heart....
I gave a few crystals got a few African artifacts and water filters.......
Christmas came and went! It all happened so fast.. BUt it ended up being the best christmas ever. Everyone came together! I got to see everyone in the family who lives close to me. The visits were exceptionally inspiring. We all listened to eachother, shared our stories. We indulged in home baking, and all took turns cooking. We became the most powerful tribe of earthlings, who ritualized in inebriation.
Time became none existent.....our love was endless. With new energy in the house, different families emerging, we all perceived our holidays with a new light.
We recorded a great album feat. Fairy LeBEe, and A of RA....it was a album about who we are and what we were at that exact moment. IT was music recorded based on our tribal behaviour.
I also learned that in 4 days you can go from freaking out with anxiety....to feeling frustration,confusion and deep unconditional love. I learned to just let things go, and be as they will naturally.....Every situation is important and valid. Everything is great! I learned that we don't need to give gifts...but I also learned how best to receive them.

New friends arrived from from far away places and join in on the New Years celebrations. Our tribe only grew and the music and the food got more important.
To end our season lovefest we tatooed a bunch of lines and dots on our bodies and payed for them with a bunch of numbers.

Being alive is weird.
Feeling things in weird.



Wigwam...over and out!