Buzzsaw's Blog

I wish I was sitting in traffic on my way down the shore. I am just being honest.

drink your big black cow

Going westward

flower power

We are taught that there are four kinds of conflict:

1) Man vs. Man (physical) - The leading character struggles with his physical strength against other men, forces of nature, or animals.

2) Man vs. Circumstances (classical) - The leading character struggles against fate, or the circumstances of life facing him/her.

3) Man vs. Society (social) - The leading character struggles against ideas, practices, or customs of other people.

4) Man vs. Himself/Herself (psychological) - The leading character struggles with himself/herself; with his/her own soul, ideas of right or wrong, physical limitations, choices, etc.


I have been trying to figure out how my relationship with my lawn mower fits in to the conflict grid. A knee jerk reaction would be #2 - man vs. circumstances. But my lawn mower is different. Toys with my mind - one day starting up on the drop of a hat then the next day stalling like it was part of the job. The mower was a gift. Like a baby left on a door step. A neighbor left it on my lawn w/ note the day he moved to Arizona.

Maybe it is conflict #4. Maybe it is just me. Maybe I put undue lawn mower stress on myself. But I feel like my lawn mower is like a dance partner that just drags their feet. I want more. Then again, I have to admit the gas mower is better than my leg powered push mower - the cut is uniform and pleasing to the eye. And when the honda mower runs......it runs man - ya know?

I am not the kind of guy whose pride is directly connected to the state of my lawn. I know this. Yet. I am there. Every weekend. Face to face with uncertainty. Waiting to see what cards my lawn mower will deal me.
But maybe that's life.
If we knew what cards were being dealt, would we still want to play the game? Sure we'd cheat for a while and maybe make some cash - but sooner or later it wouldn't be satisfying.
I guess the trick is to have a back up push mower. Something that is self powered. An ace up your sleeve. Plan B. Something that you can do without a variable component (gas, state of mower's choke). Something that is just you and your will to mow a lawn.


This is from a diner coffee cup. What's this all about?
I drank the coffee and felt cleaner and a bit sassy.

Hey Buzz
leave Iggy Pop out of it

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I am working on my first concept album. It is all about mass transit commuting. The first line of the first song is: "Without redemption, all most people would have is the daily lottery". The middle instrumental is "ORANGE ORANGE ORANGE" and the last line of the last song is "I think I want to live on a farm far away from the vacant cows"

It is a work in progress.

I think I am going to get a job at a casino?

baby birdy

Let's hope this one flies away. This is has been a tough spring on the birds in my tree.

why not seek morris county this time around?

please stop the shimmy.

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From what I am told today is the first day of summer.

Yesterday I was having lunch with a friend of mine who recently was let go from the company I work for. He was having a hard time getting to work on time. His chronometer was off by anywhere from 1 to 2 hours every day. He was crushed by the decision to let him go – and it seemed to inspire him to get back on track. It seems he got up the next day and got a calendar to keep his appointments straight and to make sure he was more punctual. He got one at the local newspaper store and was saddened to see what he saw. He showed it to me and I could not figure out what was wrong. In large shiny golden numbers a majestic “2008

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I love this (even though I can drink an entire cup of coffee waiting for the pages to load). You have the most amazing mind. I wonder what your acid trips were like (assuming you ever tried it - I didn't I was chicken).

Light red French wine takes me anywhere I need to go.
Never touched drugs - never will. The body has everything you need already in there.

I wasn't going to tell anyone this, but - it is the internet and you really can't lie now with all the anti-piracy laws....

I had the honor of sleeping at the White House one night about twenty years ago. I was up with other teens watching the new "cable television". We were watching silver spoons or something like that - and one of the other kids breaks out some tequila from party that was going on at the location. We drank it. We drank it all.
That night. I had the strangest dream. I was in this small cave chewing and chewing and chewing on the huge marshmallow I had found at the White House party.

I woke up in a sweat and I was chewing on my pillow.

Brooklyn, NY

If there is one thing that all Fathers can agree on - it's that synthetic butter makes children joyous.

Buzz,

Yesterday, I was stuck in shore traffic on the GSP. Your blog immediately came to mind...

Thanks!!

I found this leaf today. To me this seems more of an Autumn color. Maybe it is a heat color? Hmmm,




SO Ref - Isn't The Alarm playing this summer?
68 GUNS!!

image of moon surface as seen from long island

WOW!
This is an amazing ad.
you need to look at this now:

http://www.bravia-advert.com/paint/thead/

Very cool ad. Sounds like they took measures to make sure the cleanup wasn't too bad, but I'd still hate to be on that clean-up crew.....

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If you're like me, you don't want to be informed about "real" news or "current" events - you want to know what's happening on the planet OA. This (pictured below) is the best comic book I have ever read.


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Things to be done when the temperature goes above 90:

- Stay out of the sun during the hottest hours, from noon to 4 p.m.

- Drink lots of liquids such as water, sports drinks or juices, but not caffeine-containing beverages or alcoholic drinks, which can promote fluid loss.

- Outdoors, wear light, loose-fitting clothes, with a large-brimmed hat if possible. Don't take the shirt off. Even if it's sweaty, a shirt is better for comfort than bare skin.

- If you stay in sunlight for a prolonged period, wear a sunscreen with a sun protection factor (SPF) of at least 15. Use a broad-spectrum product that protects against both ultraviolet A and ultraviolet B radiation.

- Do exercise or other major physical activities in the early morning or evening.

- Eat light. Digesting heavy meals can raise body temperature.

- Avoid running for miles and miles with no shoes and no water.

- If you have an air conditioner, set it between 75 and 80. If you don't, take cool showers and visit air-conditioned places such as theatres and malls.

- Stop that shimmy!

screw that, my house a cool 65 degrees.

al gore iz gunna GIT ya

jersey coast heritage trail

Usually when someone complains about something marginal, I'll say - "hey the grass is always greener". But then it dawned on me - not everyone has a lawn. Some people choose to put down rocks or live in condos where lawn issues are at a minimum. It was then that I really started to listen to people complain and realize that I just could not be a shrink (with out spell check I am not going to try and spell the real and less offensive term for that profession). It was then that I also realized that we have no more spell check here.

wait.
yeah.
Where's the spell check?
what's with that??

Where was I?
oh, yeah.
So that's why the sky is blue and the grass is green.

Also. I found the prom song for my monotonous work week. I'd like to share the lyrics with you. I'd sing it - but you wouldn't hear it. For the most part, when people post song lyrics on message boards, I don't read them. But the grass is always greener? Or do you get more bees with honey? Or something.

How many times
Do we tire of all the little battles
Threaten to call it quits
Tempted to cut and run
How many times
Do we weather out the stormy evenings
Long to slam the front door
Drive away into the setting sun

Keep going on till dawn
How many times must another line be drawn
We could be down and gone
But we hold on

How many times
Do we chaff against the repetition
Straining against the faith
Measured out in coffee breaks
How many times
Do we swallow our ambition
Long to give up the same old way
Find another road to take

Keep holding on so long
Cause theres a chance that we might not be so wrong
We could be down and gone
But we hold on

How many times
Do we wonder if it's even worth it
Theres got to be some other way
Way to get me through the day

Keep going on till dawn
How many times must another line be drawn
We could be down and gone
But we hold on