Oh heavens oh my.

I expect you're all reading and hearing about Sue Jeffers. Make it a point to spread the word. And, if you can make it, there is a general volunteer meeting on Wednesday, 02/15/06, at Stub & Herb's. More details pending. Campaign materials will be available! There are some at the Liberty Center now, too.

Regarding Sue, she will also be appearing on AM 1280 this Saturday morning at 10:00, and I will be there as her second. Take it home! I am going to have to take a nap before the roller derby and poker.

It has been a drawn-out five days, but I am finally scooting to the aeropuerto tonight to pick up Kari. I did manage to keep myself busy over the weekend, though. The FSP St. Cloud excursion was a great time, and I managed to get my grubby digits on a hardcover copy of Heinlein's "The Moon is a Harsh Mistress" for ten Federal Reserve Notes. Ten meager bucks! That probably won't even buy me a can of soda in a couple'a years. Slew Sunday evening drinking with Nate. Reminded me of unemployment after High School, which I can't say I don't miss, sometimes.

As if work and meetings haven't been keeping me busy enough, I just enrolled for a Campaign Management course with LP National. It will be a soggy six weeks. Sopping.

buy silver,
-Brenn

the Garda Belts will pwnz j00!!!!!!111 Saturday, 02/04/06

http://www.mnrollergirls.com/

Zap! You've been zapped.

All you suckers not listening to Mark Sandman's post-humous "Sandbox" right now can partake in the hemlock.

Hats off to the Happy Gnome, but too-slow-joe--we're going back to FabFern's.

I don't want to reopen my extremely upsetting experience with Ticketmaster again (I was hosed with a frozen, non-loading "finding tickets" screen), but for those who are wondering: "Christballs, balcony, row E?!?!" Ticketmaster can lap my satchel. Unless, of course, the government did it to me. I'm sure they had their hands in it. That is always a given.

Just now, I had two minutes of Sandman bliss, sighed, and looked to New York.

I s'pose I should go headbutt a pillow. St Cloud, HO!

i don't wanna shave tomorrow morning,
-Brenn

Slathered.

Mister tardy pants is back. A tidalweek, too. The Sue Jeffers announcement went very well--we were worried about the turnout, but by time four o'clock rolled around, it was standing room only. I spoke about the party and introduced Bob Odden, who introduced Sue (a video of Sue's speech here. Bravo!). I guess a couple of people saw me on the tee-vee, but only for a few brief cuts, standing behind Sue while she issued her formal bid. Going to be a crazy nine months, so everybody put your helmets on.

While tomorrow may be the final weekday, Kari is also leaving for NY through Tuesday. Fight the lonely with a stack of busy, though, between the Happy Gnome on Friday night, a St Cloud trip with the FSP folk on Saturday, all glazed over with writing, as I need to have some material so Nate and I can set our sacks on the table for some drinks on Sunday.

Been hoarding commodities with the crew. Discussing silver and gold versus the FRN quite a bit, too. Jim and I hedged a bet--I put a Troy ounce of good ol' .999 silver that the price would hit 12 FRN/ounce before it would make a one-time fifteen percent drop. We're rockin' 9.50, today. Here are some out-of-context excerpts from a conversation/rant with Jim today:

James Johns: good God...silver is up even more!

Lee Brenn: YESH!

...

James Johns: i'm thinking the higher the climb the harder the fall....

Lee Brenn: Maybe you haven't noticed, but the Federal Reserve and

FedGov have not followed their usual Keynesian 'business cycle' manipulation

tactics since the 70's or so.

Lee Brenn: I was arguing with Nik and pointed this out last night.

Lee Brenn: I impressed myself.

Lee Brenn: No raising of taxes, continual increase of Federal

spending, no substantial increase in interest rates to curb the heat--nothing to

slow down the depletion of our purchasing power.

James Johns: i know the phrase 'keynesian' as an economic school of

thought....but that's about it.

Lee Brenn: The economy is overheated, and after the housing bubble

bursts and oil gouges us more, the only way to keep the Fed will be

hyperinflation.

Lee Brenn: The only other option is a drastic cut in Federal

spending, a jacking-up of interest rates, and a raising of taxes.  Not gonna

happen.  Everybody is in debt.

Lee Brenn: The 1920's are coming to a close again.

Lee Brenn: 'cept this time nobody is producing anything.

James Johns: could be....but i gotta think there's a few years left

before the economic down fall.

Lee Brenn: Yap.  The rich people and the smart people are slowly

backing off of the dollar, and this will only continue until we all look down

and notice we're not standing on anything.

James Johns: doesn't hyper inflation come with hyper taxation?

Lee Brenn: Nope.

James Johns: weird...seems like the fed would print a bunch of money and

then want a larger cut of the people's new found wealth.

Lee Brenn: Naw.  If they did that, the people wouldn't like them.

They'll just print more later.

Anyhow, Dream Theater tickets on sale tomorrow. Hunker down!

Yea--almost forgot. "Larry, stop pointin' that fuckin' gun at my dad!" Rest in peace, Chris Penn.

eat a crocodile,
-Brenn

Laundry, unnerving.

One of those Sunday afternoons where you wake up, rubbing your head, squint, and say "jeezus". Kari and I camped here on Friday night, finishing season 5 of DS9, and Alex Jones; cool and uneventful. Will's Saturday show, though a short set, was a good time. The Evil James Johns and Cha'Perkins made it, but scurried out the door as soon as the set was over. Afterwards, poker preparations turned into a small party, and I apologize to those of you who weren't there. Always something to behold. Zoiks.

Charging my batteries for Sue Jeffers' announcement tomorrow evening, and I expect to have a warm accompaniment. Let's make them sorry they suggested the idea of Democracy in the first place. AVAST!

*waves cutlass*
-Brenn

Help us out of this hole, or be damned.

Well, well, well...look who we have here.

Managed to catch half of "Martial Law: 9/11 Rise of the Police State" this evening, and the lovely skirt and I will be finishing it later in the week(end). Visiting the Mothra, who just got back from a stint in KC, nursing my sister, tomorrow evening.

Oh noes, ARTICLES! A superb piece about the devolution of Monopoly, which 'oddly', parallels the path of the US Economy since the implementation of the Federal Reserve and fiat currency. On the same note, Bill Bonner tells us "He [Greenspan] is doing for central banking what the Titanic did for ocean cruises and George Armstrong Custer did for the cavalry...gold chuckles."

And in this corner, the State and Fedgovs will be using the new State drivers licenses [read: National ID card, see: REAL ID Act] and their photos, which are digitally stored in databases, for biometric facial recognition software. I expounded on this eighteen months ago, but most people just shook their heads. He's crazy, that Lee, predicting crazy 1984-like events. It can't happen here!

State and Federal databases containing fingerprint, retinal, and DNA data. The national ID card will be replaced with RFID, and the sheep will o-beyyy and applaud. Jig now, friends, while you still can.

I salute, and hope to shake elbows and rub hands with anybody who will be at the Acadia on Saturday evening to see Will perform, and anybody who will shake the ground with us at Sue Jeffers' announcement on Monday.

the LC is bugged,
-Brenn

Share the joy, people!

Someone is going to be putting in her bid for Governor on Monday the 23rd, and I'd like to invite you all to join me in attending! It'd mean a lot to me. I think I just got appointed to do a touch of speaking, too.

Monday, 01/23/06, 4:00 PM (and on and on)
Stub & Herb's
227 Oak St SE (Dinkytown)
Minneapolis, MN 55414

Happy geekdom to me, but my recent off-hour vice has been Chrono Trigger. Never had made the room for it, before. Such an aisehoul.

"Everything Comin' Up Willie" Tolle on Saturday the 21st, Acadia, 8:00 PM. I certainly hope to be seeing a lot of proverbial yous, nowadays it seems. As compared to usual. That...is.

And the sprinkles--Alex Jones on Wednesday, with the FSP crowd and my treasured saucy sig-ot.

huey lewis versus david bowie and micheal jackson,
-Brenn

You're in for it now, buoy.

Garwd blesh Amerika. Straight from your home, regardless as to whether or not you've been convicted of anything, and into the hands of the highest bidder--all proceeds go to the Machine. This particular police chief is not in trouble for selling seized goods for personal profit. No. He still deposited the money to the city. He is in trouble because the goods weren't auctioned, which means he cut into the city's looting coffers. Wait! Not yet! Hold it...hold it...together now, WRETCH.

And in this corner, weighing two grams, standing a centimeter tall, MR. RFID! I am estimating eighteen months before they are in the 'drivers licenses' [read: national ID cards], and 48 months before subdermal implants are mandatory. That is, unless things change.

Aside from Will Tolle on the 21st this month, I've got Umphrey's McGee on 02/09, and Dream Theater 03/17. More shows than usual, for me. And meetings, meetings, meetings. Special announcement event at Stub and Herb's on Monday, 01/23/06, 4:00 P.M. Who can be there with me?

on my way to Fern's. whistle while you drink,
-Brenn

Winded!

Wow. Huh. Many articles from the Minneapolis Star Tribune tonight.

The St Paul Fascist Council passed another smoking ban, and our new giddy little mayor is going to sign it. Count 'em down, guys.

"We want to increase the space so we can incarcerate more people," -Governor Tim Pawlenty, here.

Speaking of Governors, Impaler the vampyre is announcing his bid this week in the gubernatorial race. Better than Pawlenty or Hatch, but I expect we all will have a better candidate awful soon.

And this...I am not sure at all about this. Cross your fingers, kids.

Smokers' Meetup Friday the 13th, and I think Will has a show at Acadia on Saturday the 21st--pending details. Stay tuned.

not staying tuned,
-Brenn

Nik is too old for poker night.

My back and neck have been killing me since yesterday morning...today, moreso. I blame robots. I hate robots more than I hate zombies.

I just found this. Watch it. Hate robots with me.

Lost a bit in poker last night, but a great deal of comical anti-authority sentiment was going about the table. Had-to-be-there kind of stuff.

Speaking of anti-authority, Sue Jeffers nailed an op-ed at the Red Star.

All you have a super Sunday, eh?

-Brenn

200th Stupid Post

"Now you do what they told you, GUERILLA RADIO, with a pocket full of shells!"
So I am making my way through downtown Minneapolis this afternoon, and walked past a brand new Hum-Vee, playing none other than Rage Against the Machine...at least *I* think that's funny.

Everybody read MacKinney's post on the jack-boots?

Workweek completed, preparing for a Fern's jaunt this evening, and another sedated weekend, aside from poker. Hope nobody is choking on 2006.

on it like Roundy's diet Mountain FURY,
-Brenn
hadesraze-at-hadesraze.com
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yim: hadesrazeus

Isn't it Wednesday? I am sure it's Wednesday.

A calm but glistening week. No issues to file aside from a quiet, deep depression that I could not volunteer as a Resource Advisor at Youth In Government this year. Would have been my eleventh straight (five as a delegate, five as an RA), too. As much as I was scratching my head over the realization that I was training students of the Ministry of Truth (see: high school) how to *run the government*, Luke had talked me into working with everybody and enjoying myself for at least one more year. I went to mark the books during vacation preferencing at the office, though, and seniority jacked me onto the waiting list, and I couldn't secure the time off. Hopefully missing in action for a year won't keep me away.

Speaking of YIG, I know this is a proto-page, but yikes is it scary.

I march onto a super week of more DS9 with Kari tomorrow, Fab Fern's Friday, and poker Saturday. What's to complain?

-Brenn

Air's let out of the weekend.

The New Year suaret was a calm, good time. I didn't know MacKinney took Trivial Pursuit so seriously--I thought he was going to snap. On the take of the green fairy, though, lovely stuff, black jellybeans. The third of them was a cloudy white instead of a green--I think it was 30 mg thujone, and a little weaker than the other two, at 134 proof--I preferred it. If any difference, a calm drunk. Makes you feel a little more decongested as opposed to heavy and sloppy. I hope I'll be doing it again soon. A sham that restrictions make it terribly expensive and a little difficult to get our greasy digits on.

Other than Kari and I sailing into DS9 season 4, nothing else moving the earth. Back to the cube farm tomorrow.

you know you know,
-Brenn