More mediocre music I've written
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
Painting by Ernest Martin Hennings
A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture in Montana when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, RayBan sunglasses and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"
Bud looks at the man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response. Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer, turns to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves."
"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says Bud. He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.
Then Bud says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?"
The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?"
"You're a Congressman for the U.S. Government", says Bud.
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"
"Well," answered the cowboy, "you showed up here even though nobody called you, you want to get paid for information I already know, you answered a question I never asked, you used millions of dollars worth of equipment to do it, and you don't know a thing about cows. This is a herd of sheep. Now, give me back my dog."
Posted by Glenn Buttkus at 12:19 PM
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
image borrowed from bing
Through recent personal circumstances, I've been intensely made aware of how much privilege I enjoy. And while I certainly appreciate how that privilege is helping me, and am grateful for my long slog up the economic mountain, I am also reminded of how many folks do not have even a sliver of that privilege. As I read the coverage of last night's Republican Presidential debate, I am nauseated by how completely they've abandoned and vilified all middle and lower-class folks. And I'm even more nauseated to know that a majority of those middle and lower-class citizens will vote for the top Republican maniac in 2012.
Posted by Glenn Buttkus at 10:27 AM
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
image borrowed from bing
You, too, can have your own fabulous
painting of St. George. Here is the data:
St. George. Acrylic gouache with 23k gold on stretched canvas. 24 inches x 36 inches. This is a large icon, but rather lightweight. $800.00 + shipping.
Posted by Glenn Buttkus at 5:06 PM
Posted by Glenn Buttkus at 4:27 PM
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
More later as the party experience deepens.
Posted by Glenn Buttkus at 6:59 AM