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Yep

One of the measures of a great song is relatability. This one’s got it in spades.

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Hey! I Can Last Four Seconds

New developments in How Little Can I Exercise: if you crank the above heavy flywheel – zero resistance bike at max effort for FOUR SECONDS at one-minute intervals, you see:

– increased overall fitness
– increased muscle mass and leg strength
– reduced stiffness of your arteries

The HIIT (high intensity interval training) workouts have gone berserk. Fifteen four-second bursts, three days a week for several weeks, gets you the benefit. They’ve finally studied it in old schlubs like us.

JUST LOOK AT THESE HAPPY FOOLS!

It’s like, one minute of actual exercise per day. Story here.

How much does this surely overly-expensive proprietary bike cost? They won’t say on their website. Makerbot build me one!

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Teenage Jesus

So where was Jesus between stunning the temple elders at age 12 and getting baptized at age 30?  Just being the typical lost young boomer, turns out.

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Sorry.

Beneath the mayhem and incompetence, this is a good song with a great hook in the chorus.  And the lyrics are as true as any.  According to Wikipedia, Terry Adams of NRBQ likened their melodies to Ornette Coleman.  I hear what he’s getting at.  The long melodic lines appear to meander, but then they resolve into a nutty coherence.  But I dunno that they remind me that much of Ornette Coleman.  Since none of you can throw a beer at me for being a pretentious ass (today, at least), I’ll go ahead and submit that their melodic lines remind me of Hector Berlioz.

Love ’em or hate ’em, the Shaggs are a genuine enigma, and those are always interesting.

If you happen to run across an original pressing (you won’t), snap it up.  They’e very rare and worth thousands.

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What Is David Working On?

The first episodes in this series were solid, typical Lynchian Makerbot fare….


But the Incredible Checking Stick has me bugging.
The key to your powerful, creepy subconscious is…. a stick?