What Happened?

Did you hear that?
She says she wants my loving all night.
When she gets it she's all right.
She smokes Marijuana.
Lights her clothes on fire.
Burns Burns Burns
She's a ring of fire
Reality
She chants down Babylon
Tries to keep it burning with meditation
Her punctuation fluctuates
She never makes Mistakes
I met her on the road to Zion
I am dreaming
Still Walking
Searching
Ain't she crazy
I need a light
I need a light
She talks so different
she smokin' again
she Smoking again and again
She tokin' and toking and tolkien again
Your favorite word is cellar door
Her favorite word is door hinge like orange
Ain't she crazy?
What happened she said
I don't know

Boogie chillum

I met the man. He wore a turban and drove a limousine. I was smoking weed on a mushroom shaped bench in summer at the park. The park is where I have been playing soccer for 9 years, most evenings in a pickup game.
He had bare feet drove a limo and was wearing emerald green silk pants, a sash and red shirt. I knew he was here for the same reason as me. To play soccer. We were the only two people in the park and I was still smoking a big fat joint spliff. I was wearing a T-shirt that had a picture of this guy who looked just like the sikh man in front of me. On the shirt however, the man wore pointed shoes and was smoking hash in a pipe. The real sikh obviously noticed this fact and appeared angered by the image as well as my apparent obliviousness to smoking pot in such a public place. In his eyes I knew I was low class. Low- class, but intersting, I mean it must have struck him as odd that the man on my shirt literally appeared to be himself. Anyway, I said " are you here to play soccer?" he said
"Yes, where is everybody?"
I said, "I know where they are(I knew that everybody who normally played here were at another park across town tonite) Do you want to go?"
he said "Yes, I will drive you if you show me" I finished a final nice draw on my outrageously large joint,put it out and we got in his limo. I was well stoned(I rolled the joint earlier expecting at least 4 or 5 other of the soccer players to join in. I forgot tonite everybody was trying out for a team and there was a scrimmage game going on at the other field.)
The limo driver told me many reasons why I should not smoke marijuana as I spent the 15 minute ride quietly enjoying the excitement as I rode in a beautiful long white Limousine through the streets of Winnipeg.
ARRIVIN', and STYLIN' I yelled as i Got out of the luxury vehicul, pumping my arms in the air, running on the field all eyes were on me. Who is this guy? and what is Dave doing in a limo? was the astonished look on the crowds eyes. Many of the players were poor refugees from worn torn parts of the world such as Sudan, Sierra Leone, Iraq, others were from Chile, Peru, Honduras and Mexico. So, the site of this cocky white boy appearing in such fine style definitely got me noticed, and I was immediately picked to play on Team B. Team A played together often and were a legitimate team in a 1st division league. Team B was comprised of a bunch of us from the park who played together for fun, we were not organized, but are talent was pretty good. We were still the underdogs for this match up by far and quickly gave up a goal. I was no longer feeling so cocky when we were down 2-0 at the half. Our team talked strategy for the second half and I had another quick joint. We managed to tie the score up with 2 beatiful goals from our best player. He was tall for a soccer player 6 foot 10 from Sudan, But he had great speed and ball control, what a gifted athlete. anyway the momentum had swung to our side as the legitimate team was yelling at each other and in disbelief that they could be losing to a bunch of unorganised soccer players from the park. That is when it happened. We got a corner kick, and I stayed well back from all the action in front of the net. My teamate spotted me right away and gave me the perfect pass. I saw it coming and kicked that ball so hard, BOOM it flew through the air almost as in slow motion GOOOOOOAAAAALLLLL! I scored! the winning goal yet. I could not believe it as our team all jumped on me at midfield. I was screaming "Thats what im talkin about! oh yeah That's what I'm talkin about", and that is what I am talking about. A great Day, great limo ride and great goal. Good times for plusultra
ever higher ever farther ever better

Quitting Smoking

Desperate people make great actors. They have to in order to survive, and who is more desperate than a an addict with no money and no funny. I have always had a compulsion towards excess and I took Andy Warhol's advice quite seriously when he said to "try every drug once", twice even. Have you ever tried to quit smoking cigarettes? It can be extremely difficult and for me next to impossible.
Unfortunately due to my excess behavior and avant-garde financial sense(my credit is so bad, most people won't even accept my cash anymore), I recently found myself unable to purchase any smokes, never mind buy anything mind-numbing, state altering, gambling, or even a cup of coffee never mind, even food would have been a luxury. At this point of poverty a man has a very clear idea of what his priorities are. Mine were clearly:
1.Cigarettes
2.Weed
3.coffee
4.Food
5.Sounds like a slice of heaven to me! What else is there?

So, that was the philosophy anyway. Than I realized if I could quit smoking cigarettes, buying Tim Horton's coffee everyday, smoking joint after joint 25 hours a day, I would probably never be broke nor hungry. These desperate hungry days were awful and I could still remember the days before I was such a lazy chain smoking clown. If I did not miss smoking, life would be so great. If I was not so hopped up on juicy juicy weedy weedy all the time, maybe I could hold down a real job, maybe even buy a car and a house. Who knows at this rate perhaps I could become very healthy and become an athlete than join politics and become the prime minister of Canada and than the Emperor of the world one day eventually. And with all this power and all this money I could do what ever I wanted. Hmmm, I wonder what I would want most? Probably just some cigarettes, weed, and pizza. Darn those damn addictions! I guess I am destined to be a clown. If I was half as smart as I think I am I would have quit years ago. Any suggestions out there on how I can quit?

Rasta Pac Man

I have been too busy getting high and playing Pot-Man today to post anything so why don't you just play this weed smoking version of the classic pac-man video game and come back later.

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Plus ultra presents Cab Calloway Performing Minnie the Moocher in Betty Boop classic Max Fleisher Animation

It is unbelievable how the dance style of Cab Calloway at the start of this classic 1932 animation looks very similar to how people are dancing today 75 years later. To say he was ahead of his times is true in many ways. He really was "a head" in his times as you can surely tell the legendary Jazz Musician is clearly high as a kite all hopped up on some mean reefer (marijuana, chronic, tea,etc...) Not only could the hep cat dance, but he could scat and sing and hi de hi de hi ho de ho de ho better than most hip hop free stylers do today. Betty Boop also seems timeless and is still as sexy today as she was 75 years ago. Even more impressive is she did not even need any cosmetic surgery, boob jobs or facelifts to maintain her popularity. Can you imagine how risque the burlesque cartoon creation of the Fleischer brothers was in the early thirties! The rotoscoped glide dancing animation is still extremely watchable, smart, creative, surreal, and whacky as even the most current technologically advanced cartoons of 2007. Check it out:

Cab Calloway (December 25, 1907–November 18, 1994) was a famous American jazz singer and bandleader. Calloway was a master of energetic scat singing and led one of the United States' most popular African American big bands from the start of the 1930s through the late 1940s. Calloway's Orchestra featured performers that included trumpeters Dizzy Gillespie and Adolphus "Doc" Cheatham, saxophonists Ben Webster and Leon "Chu" Berry, New Orleans guitar ace Danny Barker, and bassist Milt Hinton. Calloway continued to perform right up until his death in 1994 at the age of 86.
Fleischer Studios, Inc. is an American corporation which originated as an animation studio located at 1600 Broadway, New York City, New York. It was founded in 1921 by brothers Max Fleischer and Dave Fleischer, who ran the company from its inception until being fired by parent company Paramount Pictures in January 1942. In its prime, it was the most significant competitor to Walt Disney Productions, and is notable for bringing to the screen cartoons featuring Koko the Clown, Betty Boop, Popeye the Sailor, and Superman.
Betty Boop was the first female flapper cartoon. She made her first appearance on August 9, 1930 in the cartoon Dizzy Dishes, the sixth installment in Fleischer's Talkartoon series. She was little like her soon-to-be-famous self, however. Grim Natwick, a veteran animator of both Walt Disney's and Ub Iwerks' studios, was largely responsible for creating the character, which he modeled on Helen Kane, a singer and contract player at Paramount Pictures, the studio that distributed Fleischer's cartoons. In keeping with common practice, Natwick made his new character an animal, in this case, a French poodle. Beginning with this cartoon, the character's voice was performed by several different voice actresses until Mae Questel got the role, in 1931, and kept it for the rest of the series.

Natwick himself later conceded that Betty's original look was quite ugly. The animator redesigned her in 1932 to be recognizably human in the cartoon Any Rags. Her floppy poodle ears became hoop earrings, and her poodle fur became a bob haircut. She appeared in ten cartoons as a supporting character, a flapper girl with more heart than brains. In individual cartoons she was called "Nancy Lee" and "Nan McGrew". She usually served as studio star Bimbo's girlfriend. She was not officially christened "Betty Boop" until the 1932 short Stopping the Show that same year. This was also the first cartoon to be officially part of the Betty Boop series and not a Talkartoon.
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