Nyc Labrets, from NY City, now living in Germany, promises to never be boring. See if he keeps that promise.
Jun 22, 2009
Shot With The Canon PowerShot SX1 IS Hand Held
Shot by Nyc Labrets. Original HD file size is 191 megs and this version, converted via Quicktime, using the
Apple TV codec is 16 megabytes.
This is an electronic cigarette vending machine, showing an ad from MARLBORO, in a Mexican restaurant called Don Luca's. (Try the nachos with extra guacamole, you won't be disappointed.)
The machine has a HD screen on the front of it showing a looping video of the fine tobacco products within that are available within for purchase.
Apr 27, 2009
Cheap Filtered Cigarettes For Only 1/3rds The Costs!
$10 Bucks a pack for NEWPORTS, MARLBORO, CAMELS, WINSTONS!!!! Are you fucking kidding me?!??! Wow!
I only pay a $2 dollar a pack, including the Federal SCHIP tax. It's legal and I pay all State taxes, I even pay for it with my credit card, because since all my taxes are paid Mayor Mike and those Republican scumfucks up in Albany can't come and pull that sleazy tactic of billing my Indian Reservation carton of cigarette buys a year after the fact.
Apr 4, 2009
I'm No Alton Brown, But These Burgers Are Better Than White Castle's
This is quick and easy way to make uniform size hamburgers, as shown to you by me, Nyc Labrets.
Apr 3, 2009
Coalescion & the new business model - FREE
Warning - if you don't believe in miracles and transformational experiences, lack a sense of humor, and/or are unused to real thinking, the following material may be offensive and discombobulating!
I was sitting at my desk in a gray-walled cubicle, on a sunny day in California's Silicon Valley. Tears streamed down my face, wild energies coursed through my body, and the air twinkled in front of my eyes. My thoughts were no longer my own, but the deeply resonant tones of the galactic mother/father/son.
Thoughts, feelings, sensations, cars, jobs, kids, global politics, martyrdom and war all came together into my soul. Galaxies swirled light-years away, moving, pulsating, imploding, exhaling, inhaling toward the center - Hello! Guess Who!
When one says "We are one with God, or the Divine Architect, or the First Principle, or the Goddess, or whatever you want to call the "other who is not me," some will yawn, others will look away embarrassed, very, very few will look you in the eye and say "Yes, we are."
And yet, as far as I can tell, all religions teach this truth in one shrouded form or another. Occult knowledge is not "hidden" in the sense that we put something away and cover it up, or try to confuse or prohibit the knowledge of it. It is "at our fingertips," "as close as our breath," and "just a jump to the left, or a hop to the right."
The truth makes us free. Simple. Our liberation from the chains of social pressures, greed, desire, etc. is not only the greatest gift that we can give others, but our inalienable right and the urgent demand of our soul.
The new business model is that all things should be available to all for free. Weird! How will that work. Can't possibly work! In the transition between the old business paradigms of "buy low, sell high" and "whatever the market will bear," we will see, and already see, examples of a give it away & charge for support, free and pay for extras, and free for personal use. The next step is to realize that there are reasons why some "must" pay for things, and others "don't have to." Karmic reasons, psychological reasons, practical reasons. Really, money is simply an expression of value, a convenient fiction, a means of communication and connection. Value is created, traded & destroyed every moment. Kali dances within each one of us.
Coalescion - All things expand outward with the outbreath. All things coalesce and integrate on the inbreath.
Warren Buffet's biography is entitled "The Snowball - Warren Buffet and the Business of Life." Life is an adventure, a business and a whole bunch of wonderful adjectives could be added. Live it to the fullest. Be compassionate. Be true to yourself and others. This is the sum of all laws and guidelines.
Selah
I was sitting at my desk in a gray-walled cubicle, on a sunny day in California's Silicon Valley. Tears streamed down my face, wild energies coursed through my body, and the air twinkled in front of my eyes. My thoughts were no longer my own, but the deeply resonant tones of the galactic mother/father/son.
Thoughts, feelings, sensations, cars, jobs, kids, global politics, martyrdom and war all came together into my soul. Galaxies swirled light-years away, moving, pulsating, imploding, exhaling, inhaling toward the center - Hello! Guess Who!
When one says "We are one with God, or the Divine Architect, or the First Principle, or the Goddess, or whatever you want to call the "other who is not me," some will yawn, others will look away embarrassed, very, very few will look you in the eye and say "Yes, we are."
And yet, as far as I can tell, all religions teach this truth in one shrouded form or another. Occult knowledge is not "hidden" in the sense that we put something away and cover it up, or try to confuse or prohibit the knowledge of it. It is "at our fingertips," "as close as our breath," and "just a jump to the left, or a hop to the right."
The truth makes us free. Simple. Our liberation from the chains of social pressures, greed, desire, etc. is not only the greatest gift that we can give others, but our inalienable right and the urgent demand of our soul.
The new business model is that all things should be available to all for free. Weird! How will that work. Can't possibly work! In the transition between the old business paradigms of "buy low, sell high" and "whatever the market will bear," we will see, and already see, examples of a give it away & charge for support, free and pay for extras, and free for personal use. The next step is to realize that there are reasons why some "must" pay for things, and others "don't have to." Karmic reasons, psychological reasons, practical reasons. Really, money is simply an expression of value, a convenient fiction, a means of communication and connection. Value is created, traded & destroyed every moment. Kali dances within each one of us.
Coalescion - All things expand outward with the outbreath. All things coalesce and integrate on the inbreath.
Warren Buffet's biography is entitled "The Snowball - Warren Buffet and the Business of Life." Life is an adventure, a business and a whole bunch of wonderful adjectives could be added. Live it to the fullest. Be compassionate. Be true to yourself and others. This is the sum of all laws and guidelines.
Selah
Mar 30, 2009
From the Hippie Side of Ruby Ridge - Bags of Beans and Rice
Up here folks are getting invested in something called the Sandpoint Transition Initiative. Here's a vid from my new best friend Suzan . Everyone's talking about permaculture and community gardens and being able to eat and heat next winter. One acre per person, half for food, half for fuel from ethanol stills, derived from jerusalem artichokes.
I seriously wonder what everyone else is gonna do.
Here's my life in a nutshell. I go back and forth from Holly's Place to Common Ground, then Perky Mama's. I know, that's the immediate image I get too. Still I've come to rest at Perky Mama's in the afternoons. I can sip wifi for a Total Cost of Ownership of $3 including a dollar tip. Shot in the Dark is what they call espresso in drip here. There's a guy in here I call Crazy Guy. He's all about charting the statistics on prices of Credit Default Swaps in relation to bankrupt companies and countries. Swears the price of CDS's for T-Bills is gonna go 'vertical' sometime between April 15 (his revenge on the IRS, I suspect) and Sept 1. So, what...happens then, I ask him. Well, there's no more credit. So we're in a cash economy. In You I Trust.
The Transition is talking about a home-grown currency. Barter. Sharing. Like one hour in the community garden would yield one meal at the organic vegetarian restaurant, or maybe all of the restaurants. They would get the veggies they need from the gardens. Sounds like a plan! Now, I just have to figure out how to get my coffee addiction taken care of...
I tell Crazy Guy about watching a couple of real estate salesmen working feverishly to sell a property once valued at $399K now selling for $249K. And there'll be way too many ritual ceremonies with dead chickens, what these loathe men call 'chicken dinners,' before any kind of sale happens. I say smugly, the only kind of house I would buy now would have to be made out of 50lb bags of beans and rice, so I could eat through the R-value. Ha-ha, as if I could afford enough bags for a kid's fort right now. Crazy Guy says the cheapest food comes from the animal feed store, 50lb bags of rolled oats for animals, poured from the same bin as human, but without all the FDA approved poison. Make sure, he says that it comes without the animal meds as well, unless you want the animal meds.
And anyway, since we're going into a deflationary spiral, we should just keep our cash, for tomorrow it will buy more bags of beans and rice and oatmeal.
I seriously wonder what everyone else is gonna do.
Here's my life in a nutshell. I go back and forth from Holly's Place to Common Ground, then Perky Mama's. I know, that's the immediate image I get too. Still I've come to rest at Perky Mama's in the afternoons. I can sip wifi for a Total Cost of Ownership of $3 including a dollar tip. Shot in the Dark is what they call espresso in drip here. There's a guy in here I call Crazy Guy. He's all about charting the statistics on prices of Credit Default Swaps in relation to bankrupt companies and countries. Swears the price of CDS's for T-Bills is gonna go 'vertical' sometime between April 15 (his revenge on the IRS, I suspect) and Sept 1. So, what...happens then, I ask him. Well, there's no more credit. So we're in a cash economy. In You I Trust.
The Transition is talking about a home-grown currency. Barter. Sharing. Like one hour in the community garden would yield one meal at the organic vegetarian restaurant, or maybe all of the restaurants. They would get the veggies they need from the gardens. Sounds like a plan! Now, I just have to figure out how to get my coffee addiction taken care of...
I tell Crazy Guy about watching a couple of real estate salesmen working feverishly to sell a property once valued at $399K now selling for $249K. And there'll be way too many ritual ceremonies with dead chickens, what these loathe men call 'chicken dinners,' before any kind of sale happens. I say smugly, the only kind of house I would buy now would have to be made out of 50lb bags of beans and rice, so I could eat through the R-value. Ha-ha, as if I could afford enough bags for a kid's fort right now. Crazy Guy says the cheapest food comes from the animal feed store, 50lb bags of rolled oats for animals, poured from the same bin as human, but without all the FDA approved poison. Make sure, he says that it comes without the animal meds as well, unless you want the animal meds.
And anyway, since we're going into a deflationary spiral, we should just keep our cash, for tomorrow it will buy more bags of beans and rice and oatmeal.
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