Monday, April 30, 2007
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I live in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada and our provincial flag features a buffalo. A Manitoba Buffalo not a Buffalo buffalo.
Win a Winnipeg pig in Winnipeg's pig winning winners wind-up.
Can a duh' canuck duck duck a canuck duck in Canada?
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Plus Ultra's pets
I decided I should introduce you all to my pets, because after all they are my best friends forever. I have two wonderful monkeys. They are great to have around the house. I have taught them to scratch my back and get me beer. I named the young one Lucky because he brings me luck.
The other one is called Kenny Rogers, because he likes to drink and has a beard.
I also have a pet lizard named George Bush. My Grandfather found him in the backyard one day. He got his unusual name after I did some d.n.a. testing and discovered the lizard's D.N.A matched the President of the United States almost exactly (92% the same!)
My other pets are an alien grasshopper I call Bruce Lee because when it talks to me it's lips are not in synch with what he is saying.
I have a snake with one eye that lives in my trousers called don't be ridiculous, because this whole post is ridiculous.
Oh yeah I also have a pet fly that is so hard to get a leash around to take for walks that I named him stupid fly, but after hearing him play some funky drums I changed his name to super-fly
Saturday, April 28, 2007
What is the most beautiful word in the English language?
CELLAR DOOR
A cellar door is a door that allows entrance to, or exit from, a cellar. A widely repeated claim holds that the phrase cellar-door is the most beautiful in the English language.
Cellar door is a combination of words in the English language once characterized by J. R. R. Tolkien to have an especially beautiful sound. In his 1955 essay "English and Welsh", commenting on his affection towards the Welsh language, Tolkien wrote:
- "Most English-speaking people...will admit that cellar door is 'beautiful', especially if dissociated from its sense (and from its spelling). More beautiful than, say, sky, and far more beautiful than beautiful. Well then, in Welsh for me cellar doors are extraordinarily frequent, and moving to the higher dimension, the words in which there is pleasure in the contemplation of the association of form and sense are abundant."
Tolkien also once used the phrase to illustrate a point about his writing process during an interview:
- "Supposing you say some quite ordinary words to me - 'cellar door', say. From that, I might think of a name, 'Selador', and from that a character, a situation begins to grow."
What is your favorite word?
Friday, April 27, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Rabbit Idol
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
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Monday, April 23, 2007
Addictions
The University of Utah has done some serious research into the effects of drugs like L.s.d., Meth, Alcohol, Marijuana, cocaine etc...on mice. They have been studying what creates the high in the human brain. I THINK THE university students who created this MOUSE PARTY experiment were definitely out of their minds on something! Check it out.
What are you addicted to?
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Dali Cannon orders a number 4
"Mmmmm I would love a mango drink," he thought. "Perfect way to wash down the joint I just smoked." Dali entered the little shop, saw Mango Bubble Tea was #4 and so ordered a number 4.
The 70 or 80 year old Chinese man behind the counter spoke almost no English and was pointing at a bamboo dragon with a pair of chopsticks.
"Ahh, a dragon head, cool. Number four I want" Dali repeated, showing 4 fingers with his hand. The elderly clerk's eyes lit up with a sense of understanding. He unlocked a small door at the back of the shop and led Dali down a set of rickety stairs into a dark dank basement.
Cannon felt like he was on a movie set as the old chinese guy led him to a an old wood bench at a makeshift table. The room was a shooting gallery full of junkies. There were even a couple of guys on mattresses smoking Opium old school style.
"No number four, sorry," said a young man in Straw Sandals, "Try this one, China White almost as good." He handed Dali a white powder in aluminum foil. Dali Cannon had never seen heroin before, but took the foil and asked,
"I came here for a bubble tea. What is going on? Can I smoke this?"
The young Chinese drug dealer answered, "I thought that you ordered number 4 and wanted to chase the dragon. Didn't you?" Dali was very curious to try the drug and acted cool saying he was just joking, of course he wanted to "Chase the Dragon." He paid for the stuff and looked around. A toothless freak that looked like a ghost smiled at Dali and came to his table.
The ghostly addict helped Dali heat the foil, melt the powder into a light brown oil and inhale the smoke. Dali instantly felt the first hit. It was bitter as the grave he thought. He felt intensely ill, but did not seem to care as giant rolling waves of euphoria washed over his being. This continued for three to four hours as Dali Cannon and the toothless man became better acquainted.
The rest of the story is very blurry, but Dali remembers walking through a network of underground tunnels and ending up at a Chinese man's they called the "Incense Master". He also remembers being part of a ceremony where the Incense Master pricked his finger, but the craziest thing Dali could recall was the cutting off of a rooster's head and mixing the blood with some wine than drinking and drinking and Da Da Da Li Li Li Da Da Dat's all folks.
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Saturday, April 21, 2007
Random thoughts on the world today
Friday, April 20, 2007
Get out your bongs it's 420!
Today is April 20th otherwise known as 420 (International Pot Smokers Day).
I, personally do not need a special day to smoke, but I am glad so many people get together today to light up across the world and try to free the weed. Legalize it.
It is widely accepted that in the early 1970s, a group of teenagers at San Rafael High School in San Rafael, California used to meet every day after school at 4:20 p.m. to smoke marijuana at the Louis Pasteur statue. Many cannabis users continue to observe 4:20 as a time to smoke communally. By extension April 20 ("4/20" in U.S. dating shorthand) has evolved into a counterculture holiday, where people gather to celebrate and consume cannabis.
EVEN HOMER SIMPSON CELEBRATES 420
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Thursday, April 19, 2007
Sister Carol - Dread Natty Congo
Many were introduced to Sister Carol through the Jonathan Demme movies Something Wild and Married to the Mob, but she has also had a prolific music career during the past 20 years, that has included over 8 albums , a Grammy nomination, several world tours, and network television appearances. Her music carries a social message for people all over the world.
Related- Sister Carol's Myspace page
EEK-A-Mouse
Lee "Scratch" Perry
Beatles Reggae Mashup
Where have all the Rude Boys Gone
Desmond Dekker the Israelites
Toots and the Maytalls
Reggae 101
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Plus Ultra gallery of the surreal part 4
Was born:
In April, 8th, 1956 in a Ulyanovsk (Russia). At present lives in Moscow.
As a young painter, Safronov moved to Italy and was inspired by the Surrealist magic of Salvador Dali.
He has painted leaders from Brazil to Azerbaijan.
"I'd do Osama bin Laden if he paid," Safronov said. "In that, you'd really have to capture his eyes."
The great achievement of this famous Russian painter is to mix the sacred with the profane, remaining of the edge of a sacrilege, to ally the ancient images of the past with the vivid ones of the present and, in its course of events, the life of its personalities and their often tragic fate.
Part 3,
Part 2,
Part 1
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Another ridiculous post by Plus Ultra
Fungus is growing on his body and rotting animal carcasses litter the floor. This truly is the laziest man alive.
The smell in the room is not easily described with mere words, but if I had to try I would say it was closest to an extra terrestrial Mushroom factory.
The extreme lethargy has affected plusultra's mind as well as his body. He continues hallucinating strange eyeless creatures as the millions of souls screaming in his brain are all telling him Blog damn it, Blog.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Let us exchange links because It's Lazy Link Day
If you want to do like I did today and play a very meditative and relaxing game follow this link BOOMSHINE
But the real reason I am posting today is to put out a request for a reciprocal link exchange to my fellow bloggers. In an effort to increase my site traffic and yours also, please add Blog Plus Ultra with a link to http://plusultrapics.blogspot.com/ to your site. After you have done that leave a message in the comments below where you added the link to my site. It should look like this Blog Plus Ultra
Next:
Don't forget to Leave the link address url you wish me to link to and the anchor text(Your blog or site name) that I will use. Within 24 hours I will have you added to My Wellest Coolest Blogs blogroll further down on this page. BTW I am currently ranked 3 by google page rank. I hope that this link exchange will help all who participate. Thank you,
David Levasseur,
Ever Higher Ever Farther Ever Better,
Plusultra
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Dali Cannon update
Exerpt from Part 2:
"What was that?" inquired Dali.
"What was what?" asked Kip
"That sound. It sounded like one hand clapping."
"I see. Well, I'm not sure what one hand clapping sounds like, but I didn't hear anything. By the way, I can tell you're drunk, but are you stoned too? I mean you're acting kind of strange. Even for you."
"I took some acid about half an hour ago. At first I thought I'd been ripped off, but now I'm not so sure," Dali confessed. "Does my cigarette smell purple?"
"I would definitely say you weren't ripped off, and no, your cigarette does not smell purple," informed Kip. "Come upstairs, I'll introduce you to a couple of my co-workers, but try not to behave too wildly O.K. They're nice guys but a little conservative if you know what I mean and what are you doing taking acid on a Tuesday night anyway?"
"Well I won a little cash today, and you know what they say; A fool and his money are soon partying." Read the whole story here
Friday, April 13, 2007
Is this the most surreal video on youtube?
Click here to see other surreal videos and vote on your favorites
Little Superstar is an Internet phenomenon, consisting of a video of Thavakalai, an Indian actor, dancing to MC Miker G & DJ Sven's remix of the Madonna song Holiday, in a clip from a 1990 Tamil movie Adhisaya Piravi, featuring actor Rajnikanth. Various mashups have also appeared on the Internet using tracks from Cypress Hill, Michael Jackson and others.The clip is from India and is a product of the Chennai (Madras) movie industry, otherwise known as Kollywood. The little person in the clip is actually an adult actor, whose stage name is "Thavakalai" (Tamil for "frog"). Thavakalai made his acting debut in the 1983 Tamil movie "Mundhanai Mudichu" (director K. Bhagyaraj) and has appeared in several movies since then, usually playing the role of a child sidekick.
The language spoken in the clip is Tamil. The rough English equivalent would be:
Mother: Hey, hey. What's with the party this early in the morning. Everyone leave, shoo, shoo. (Speaking to Rajinikanth, who's lying on the cot) Why not get some rest, honey. Go ahead and rest.
Rajinikanth: All right (lights up a beedi).
Thavakalai: Boss, give me a beedi.
Rajinikanth: Hey! Little kids shouldn't smoke.
Thavakalai: Brother, I'm ten years older than you, you know. You should give it to me.
Rajinikanth: And if I don't...?
Thavakalai: I'll skin you alive.
Rajinikanth: Here you go.
VOTE NOW ON YOUR FAVORITE SURREAL MOVIE ON YOUTUBE
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Plus Ultra gallery of the surreal part 3
also spelled Arcimboldi; 1527 - July 11, 1593) was an Italian painter best known for creating imaginative portrait heads made entirely of such objects as fruits, vegetables, flowers, fish, and books -- that is, he painted representations of these objects on the canvas arranged in such a way that the whole collection of objects formed a recognizable likeness of the portrait subject.
In 1562 he became the court portraitist to Maximilian II at the Habsburg court in Vienna, and later, to his son Rudolf II, both of whom seem to have much liked Arcimboldo's extraordinary portraits.
He was also the court decorator, costume designer, and general art expert. His style of early pre-surrealist portraiture was much copied by his contemporaries, making it difficult at times to differentiate his work from that of imitators. Ironically, given the fame of the imaginary portraits, Arcimboldo's conventional work has been all but forgotten.
He died in Milan.
His works can be found in Vienna's Kunsthistorisches Museum and the Habsburg Schloss Amras in Innsbruck, the Louvre in Paris, as well as numerous museums in Sweden. In Italy, his work is in Cremona, Brescia, and the Uffizi Gallery in Florence. The Wadsworth Atheneum in Hartford, Connecticut, and at the Candie Museum, Guernsey, also contain pieces of his work.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
What is the best image on the internet?
I recently posed this question on a site called Grupthink.
Here are some of the answers I have received so far.
There seems to be a theme developing with trick angled body parts undoctored by Photoshop. Any image is welcome, as long as you think it is one of the best.
To vote and see more of the best images on the net or add your own click here.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Chat with me or my visitors live
Monday, April 9, 2007
Heroes of the blues
Click on cards to watch video performances of these blues legends.
Skip James - Crow Jane
Nehemiah Curtis "Skip" James (June 21, 1902 – October 3, 1969) was an American blues singer, guitarist, pianist and songwriter, born near Bentonia, Mississippi. In the '20s he sharecropped and made bootleg whiskey . He began playing guitar in open D-minor tuning and developed a three-finger picking technique that he would use to great effect on his recordings.The Great Depression struck just as James' recordings were hitting the market. Sales were poor as a result, and James gave up performing the blues to become the choir director in his father's church. Skip James himself was later ordained as a minister in both the Baptist and Methodist denominations, but his involvement in religious activities was sketchy.For the next thirty years, James recorded nothing and drifted in and out of music. He was virtually unknown to listeners until about 1960. Skip James was known to be an aloof and idiosyncratic artist. He seldom socialized with other bluesmen and fans. James epitomized the complicated personality typical of many bluesmen, living a hard and sometimes reckless life while holding austere religious beliefs. Though the lyrical content of some of his songs led to the characterization of James as a misogynist, he remained with his wife Lorenzo until his death.
Mississippi John Hurt -
Lonesome Valley Blues
Raised in Avalon, Mississippi, he learned to play guitar at age 9. He spent much of his youth playing old time music for friends and dances, earning a living as a farm hand into the 1920s. In 1923 he often partnered with the fiddle player Willie Narmour (Carroll County Blues) as a substitute for his regular partner Shell Smith. When Narmour got a chance to record for OKeh Records in reward for winning first place in a 1928 fiddle contest, Narmour recommended John Hurt to OKeh Records producer Tommy Rockwell. After auditioning "Monday Morning Blues" at his home, he took part in two recording sessions, in Memphis and New York City. The "Mississippi" tag was added by OKeh as a sales gimmick. After the commercial failure of the resulting disc and OKeh records going out of business during the depression, Hurt returned to Avalon and obscurity working as a sharecropper and playing local parties and dances.
In 1963, however, a folk musicologist named Tom Hoskins, inspired by the recordings, was able to locate John Hurt near Avalon, Mississippi. In fact, in an early recording, Hurt sang of "Avalon, my home town." With his guitar playing skills still intact, Hoskins encouraged Hurt to move to Washington, DC, and begin performing on a wider stage. Whereas his first releases had coincided with the Great Depression, his new career could hardly have been better timed. A stellar performance at the 1963 Newport Folk Festival saw his star rise amongst the new "folk revival" audience, and before his death in 1966 he played extensively in colleges, concert halls, coffee houses and even the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson , as well as recording three further albums for Vanguard Records. John Hurt's influence spans several music genres including blues, country, bluegrass, folk and contemporary rock and roll. A soft-spoken man, his nature was reflected in the work, which remained a mellow mix of country, blues and old time music to the end.
Son House - Levee Camp Blues
His date of birth is a matter of some debate. Son House himself alleged that he was middle aged during World War I, and, more specifically, that he was 79 in 1965, which would mean that he was born around 1886. However, all legal records place his birth on March 21, 1902.
House's innovative style featured very strong, repetitive rhythms, often played with the aid of a bottleneck, coupled with singing that owed more than a nod to the hollers of the chain gangs. The music of Son House, was emphatically a dance music, meant to be heard in the noisy atmosphere of a barrelhouse or other dance hall. Ill health plagued his later years. He died from cancer of the larynx in 1988. He had been married five times.
Blind Gary Davis -
Children Of Zion
Born in Laurens, South Carolina, Davis became blind at a very young age. He took to the guitar and assumed a unique multi-voice style produced solely with his thumb and index finger, playing not only ragtime and blues tunes, but also traditional and original tunes in four-part harmony. In the mid-1920s, he migrated to Durham, North Carolina, a major center for black culture at the time.It was also during his time in Durham that Davis converted to Christianity; he would later become ordained as a Baptist minister. Following his conversion and especially his ordination, Davis began to express a preference for inspirational gospel music. In the 1940s, the blues scene in Durham began to decline and Davis migrated to New York City. By the 1960s, he had become known as the "Harlem Street Singer"
(Walter E.) "Furry" Lewis -
When I Lay My Burden Down
(March 6, 1899- September 14, 1981) was a blues guitarist from Memphis, Tennessee. He was one of the first of the old-time blues musicians of the 1920s to be brought out of retirement and given a new lease of recording life by the folk blues revival of the 1960s.Furry's style of blues was in many ways typical of the 'songsters' who operated in and around Memphis in the 1920s, for whom the value of a song was the story it told, and who tended to back their words with hypnotic repetitive riffs and subtle slide guitars. Furry Lewis's soft voice and quick slide work were particularly effective in this style.
Big Bill Broonzy-
Worried Man Blues
“When you write about me, please don’t say I’m a jazz musician. Don’t say
I’m a musician or a guitar player -- just write ‘Big Bill was a well-known blues
singer and player and has recorded 260 blues songs from 1925 up till 1952; he was a
happy man when he was drunk and playing with women; he was liked by all the blues
singers, some would get a little jealous sometimes, but Bill would buy a bottle
of whisky and they all would start laughing and playing again.’”
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