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  • hardie karges 9:07 pm on September 27, 2013 Permalink | Reply
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    Meditating on Seinfeld 

    I find that the greatest obstacles to effective meditation are old Seinfeld episodes.  Remember George’s inadvertent mid-air ketchup squirt in the diner?  About the time I get into a good meditative groove, that image will re-surface every time, guaranteed.

    You know, if you watch enough, you’ll see hidden connections between the different episodes, what I call the ‘Kabbala of Seinfeld.’  For instance, check out the one where George parks his car in the parking lot; you know, the one where pragmatic young ladies are doing their nasty business in the back seats of cars (hint: they’re not pooping).  Look at the lot manager’s face.  Now look at the little booth where he’s standing.

    Now look at the episode where Kramer is doing his ‘Peterman Reality Tours’ and has to take Elaine’s muffin stumps to dump them out in the Garden State somewhere.  Look at the dump manager at the first dump to refuse Elaine’s muffin stumps.  Look familiar?  Now look at the little booth he’s standing by.  That’s right.  The dump is the parking lot, which is really a sound stage up in Burbank.  The way Seinfeld scripts are woven elaborately together is really a thing of beauty… unless you’re trying to meditate.  Ommmmm…..

    • Sven 8:48 am on September 28, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      I like your new house! Great! Our next will be similar, same size but my wife want it to be built totally in bamboo. No steel, no concrete. Fits my budget.

  • hardie karges 8:37 pm on September 25, 2013 Permalink | Reply  

    Isn’t it funny how, when an Arab or Muslim kills a crowd, and maybe himself, too, he’s a terrorist, fanatic, and brain-washed; but when an American kills a crowd, and maybe himself, too, he’s mentally ill, deranged, and “needs help”? No, that’s not funny, is it…

  • hardie karges 4:09 am on September 15, 2013 Permalink | Reply  

    Is it my imagination or is there an inverse relationship between technology and intelligence? It seems like all the iPhones in the world couldn’t help some people pass a basic sixth-grade test in spelling… math… science… or history. I hope I’m wrong…

  • hardie karges 6:33 pm on September 13, 2013 Permalink | Reply  

    How can silly love songs make me sad when I don’t even understand the words? That’s what I’d like to know. Something about minor keys and ROYGBV’s, I think. They’ve got our frequencies. They’ve cracked the code. They’ve reduced us to wave-lengths and LCD’s, liquid crystal displays and lowest common denominators, random probabilities and tendencies to react certain ways under certain conditions. Cool.

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