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WTF Wednesday: Dog Braces, March for Bernie, Love Poems

Ellohay, Wednesday! Ellohay, WTF!

Ellohay, Wesley, the golden retriever with braces!

http://www.freep.com/story/news/local/michigan/2016/03/01/michigan-golden-retriever-gets-braces/81144586/

“Michigan Golden Retriever Gets Braces” (the pup’s dad is a “doggie dentist” – how conveeeeeenient). Incidentally, Nacho still has 2 of the top 4 google image results for “labrador overbite” and also “labrador overbite“- luckily Nacho didn’t have any problems eating like Wesley had. (Thank you Ted for pointing out this story.)

Moving on to a Hallmark book from 1980 called “Since You Came Along.” 

since you came along

It’s full of frosted photos and fruity love poems. 

Hello to life!

hello to love

Also matching outfits in common.

have love in common

The fun side of me!

fun side of me

Last but not least, you may not know by watching TV, but thousands of people in as many as 70 cities marched this weekend to support Bernie Sanders and his plans for Campaign Finance Reform, Medicare For All, $15 Minimum Wage, End Fracking,  Stop Endless War in the Middle East, Take Marijuana Off the Federal List of Outlawed Drugs, Racial Justice, and Free Public College Tuition, among dozens of other progressive issues his campaign champions. 

bernie sanders march asheville

The revolution is alive and well, and may not be televised, but will be posted. 

bernie sanders march asheville

Great video of drumming for Bernie in Asheville. 

So when the corporate media and biased pundits tell you that Bernie Sanders has no shot at the nomination, give them the Sugarhoney eye roll. 

sugarhoney eyeroll

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

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golden

Watchin’ a stretch of road, miles of light explode.
Driftin’ off a thing i’d never done before
Watchin’ a crowd roll in. out go the lights it begins.
A feelin’ in my bones i never felt before…

Mmm… people always told me. that bars are dark and lonely
And talk is often cheap and filled with air.
Sure sometimes they thrill me
But nothin’ could ever chill me
Like the way they make the time just disappear

Feelin’ you are here again. hot on my skin again.
Feelin good a thing i’d never known before
What does it mean to feel?
Millions of dreams come real
A feelin’ in my soul i’d never felt before… mmm…

And you always told me.
No matter how long it holds me if it falls apart
Or makes us millonaires. you’ll be right here forever.
We’ll go thru this thing together
And on heaven’s golden shore we’ll lay our heads

– my morning jacket

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zz8qn1_iQ5w = video made to the studio version of the song)

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holiday advice from charles-pierre baudelaire


Always be drunk.
That’s it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time’s horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
“Time to get drunk!
Don’t be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!”

-Charles-Pierre Baudelaire

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noble deeds perform

“Nor grain, nor wealth, nor store of gold and silver,
Not one amongst his women-folk and children,
Nor slave, domestic, hired man,
Nor any one that eats his bread,
Can follow him who leaves this life,
But all things must be left behind.

“But every deed a man performs,
With body, or with voice, or mind,
’Tis this that he can call his own,
This with him take as he goes hence.
This is what follows after him,
And like a shadow ne’er departs.

“Let all, then, noble deeds perform,
A treasure-store for future weal;
For merit gained this life within,
Will yield a blessing in the next.”

– Good and Bad Karma, II. The Doctrine, Translated from the Samyutta-Nikya, Buddhist Writings.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.