To be a Lab tech and not to roll … T.R. and Magic, Inc. (Reverse Placebo effect).

To be a Lab tech...

                                                              Like this ... 

                                                                                      To be a Lab tech !



 Under my fingers ... my thumb ...




                                                          Hierarchy of hiring .... ring ... ring ... nobody home?

                                                                               It's (none of my) business ...








 (dia)gnosis ...





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What's new? Elvin not Elvis that’s what … what else? I understand, I do. ... I understand, Adieu!

                                                             Beginner at age 22...

                                                                     What's new?

Elvin not Elvis

What's new?
How is the world treating you?
You haven't changed a bit
Lovely as ever, I must admit
What's new?
How did that romance come through?
We haven't met since then
Gee, but it's nice to see you again
What's new?
Probably I'm boring you
But seeing you is grand
And you were sweet to offer your hand
I understand. Adieu!
Pardon my asking what's new
Of course you couldn't know
I haven't changed, I still love you …

Not Elvis, Elvin!

Absolute Beginner … age 22 …

 Jones began service in the United States Army in 1946. He was discharged in 1949, and returned home penniless. Jones said he borrowed thirty-five dollars from his sister when he got back to buy his first drumset.^[3]

 Jones began his professional career in 1949.

The Ravi Batra (“Warrior” vs. Worrier) Diet Disjunction.

Warrior vs. Worrier…

                                                              Warrior vs. Worrier Diets…

                                  Opisthokonts and 0-pisthokonts and Infinity- pisthokonts…

The Ravi Batra (“Warrior” vs. Worrier) Diet disjunction more properly goes back 1,500,000,000 years, rather than the en Vogue “Paleo” Cross-fit, nonsense, which goes back a mere plus-plus-plus Pleistocenozoic, nearly holocenozoical, 15,000 years, 400 for the Western post-apocalyptic North of Mexico North American North by Northwest etc. indigenetic carriers.

The Ravi Batra (“Warrior” vs. Worrier) Diet disjunction.

Warrior vs. Worrier…

                                                              Warrior vs. Worrier Diets…

                                  Opisthokonts and 0-pisthokonts and Infinity- pisthokonts…

The Ravi Batra (“Warrior” vs. Worrier) Diet disjunction more properly goes back 1,500,000,000  years, rather than the en Vogue “Paleo” Cross-fit, nonsense, which goes back a mere plus-plus-plus Pleistocenozoic, nearly holocenozoical, 15,000 years, 400 for the Western post-apocalyptic North of Mexico North American North by Northwest etc. indigenetic carriers.

All that’s left is the Ghost of You: Ich bin Ihr Sklave un Ihr Herr zugleich.

e = mc^2 ... Ich bin Ihr Sklave un Ihr Herr zugleich.

                                                         All that’s left, right, and center:

                                                                     That’s all …

A Commons (and a “Communism”) makes no sense, unless you (everyone) have (has) a home?

Rentiers/Slumlords are (next to gun manufacturers) the worst of the worst of the worst, there is no shame more pernicious than that of the “owner.”  A ‘Capitalism’ is a communism of mutual ownership: “Ich bin Ihr Diener un Ihr Herr zugleich.”  

Imagine a giant snowflake in 196,884 dimensions … Time and his Bride ... Tin Ear ... for Dunning–Krugerand and Diamonds and DNA ...AND

196,883 ... a Quarkwork Orange ... and blue Ourobororange-colored Ska ... (OMAM ... oh man!)

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace... You...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was burned in the heat of the moment
Though it couldn't have been the heat of the day
When I learned how my time had been wasted,
(And a) tear fell as I turned away
Now I've got friends who will give me their shoulder,
Event I should happen to fall
Time and his Bride growing older...

 

 

 

 (Only) Three for Mustar Me ... 

 (Only) Three fffffffffff...

 

The reel of the Desert ... Coachella Concerto ...Dvořák?