Acronymphomania


My latest song is about the ever present use of acronyms in our never ending search of ways to communicate with as little speaking, typing, mousing, tapping, clicking and swiping as possible. The meanings of the acronyms are in the video and at the bottom of the post.

Acronymphomania
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

I’m without
the gift of tongues
Speak in letters
One by one

Nouns and verbs
Cloistered like nuns
Instead of words
Acronymphomania

AAMOF WYSIWYG
TOPCA in TAR
JBOD ISAR
Communication’s FUBAR

Archnymphomaniacs
HAVE NO VERBS
USE NO phrases

Archnymphomaniacs
Puzzled looks
Empty gazes

Monosyllabic
KISS KWIM BLOB
IOW
Like a SLOB

AYSOS MIA?
OMI BAD BUN
SOTD BIA ISO TIA
Achronymphomania

FWIW IMHO
LOOK OUT FOR THE WORS
Communication’s
Syllabic VERSE

Archnymphomaniacs
HAVE NO VERBS
USE NO phrases

Archnymphomaniacs
Puzzled looks
Empty gazes

AAMOF WYSIWYG
TOPCA in TAR
JBOD ISAR
Communication’s FUBAR

Since many of the meanings of the acronyms go by very quickly in the video, below are the lyrics with the meanings of each acronym:

Acronymphomania
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

I’m without
the gift of tongues
Speak in letters
One by one

Nouns and verbs
Cloistered like nuns
Instead of words
Acronymphomania

AAMOF WYSIWYG (As A Matter Of Fact What You See Is What You Get)
TOPCA (Till Our Paths Cross Again) in TAR (The Amazing Race)
JBOD ISAR (Just a bunch of disks Information Storage And Retrieval)
Communication’s FUBAR

Archnymphomaniacs
HAVE NO VERBS (Haptic Audio Visual Environments Natural Orbital Ventricular Endocardial Right Bifocal Stimulation)
USE NO (User Support Environment Neurotic Obsession) phrases

Archnymphomaniacs
Puzzled looks
Empty gazes

Monosyllabic
KISS KWIM BLOB (Keep It Simple Stupid. Know What I Mean? Binary Large Object!)
IOW (in other words)
Like a SLOB (Super Lazy Organic Blogger)

AYSOS MIA? (Are You Stupid Or Something? Missing In Action!)
OMI BAD BUN (Oocyte Maturation Inhibitor Bipolar Affective Disorder Bike User Network)
SOTD BIA ISO TIA (Speak Of The Devil Ball Image Analyzer In Support Of That Is All)
Achronymphomania

FWIW IMHO (For What It’s Worth In My Humble Opinion)
LOOK OUT FOR THE WORS (Lazy Object-Oriented Kernel Outline Flippin’ Over Rated Technology and Home Economics Weighted Operative Risk Scale)
Communication’s
Syllabic VERSE (Verbal Expressions Rejecting Society’s Expectations)

Archnymphomaniacs
HAVE NO VERBS (Haptic Audio Visual Environments Natural Orbital Ventricular Endocardial Right Bifocal Stimulation)
USE NO (User Support Environment Neurotic Obsession) phrases

Archnymphomaniacs
Puzzled looks
Empty gazes

AAMOF WYSIWYG (As A Matter Of Fact What You See Is What You Get)
TOPCA (Till Our Paths Cross Again) in TAR (The Amazing Race)
JBOD ISAR (Just a bunch of disks Information Storage And Retrieval)
Communication’s FUBAR

Now What’s on the Tele?

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Laurie saw this cute Western Hognose Snake in the bedroom, and called me in to catch it. I presume Sasha brought it inside since she was in the bedroom when Laurie saw the snake. It showed no bite marks or other signs of injuries.

When Sasha brings lizards in the house, they are rarely injured. She is very gentle with the critters she catches. Likewise, when Silver catches bunnies and gophers, he carries them like a mama kitty carries kittens. He often brings his catches inside, so I end up chasing bunnies and gophers all over the house before I get them out.

Mr. Hognose was very calm, felt right at home, and he was very cooperative doing a photo shoot on the Train Tele. If you missed the original “What’s on the Tele?” post, you can see it at https://wp.me/p1yQyy-4BG.

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Me and My MX-5

Sometimes when a good deal comes along, you just can’t pass it up. And when the deal happens to be your dream car, you really don’t pass it up. I’ve been looking at the Mazda Miata MX-5 RF (retractible fast-back), but I figured it would be awhile before I bought one. I saw a gray MX-5 RF for sale in a lot on my way home Thursday, stopped, photographed the vin, and sent it to Tristan to get the history of the car for me. Tristan works at Garcia Honda in Albuquerque, and, as it turned out, they got an MX-5 trade-in that was a much better deal. I went up and drove it, and that was it, Tristan sold me the car Friday afternoon, and I picked up the car and drove it home this afternoon after the inspections were completed.  Now I’m the proud owner of a 2017 Mazda Miata MX-5 RF with 7,700 miles on it.  It’s like brand new.

After I got it home and got it insured, Laurie and I went out for a drive about 4:00 PM. We stopped at her parent’s house to show them the car, did a few photos (below), and then drove around with the Bose stereo blasting out tunes from my phone (bluetooth connection). After we got home about 6:00 PM, I decided I needed to write a song about the car. I scribbled down the lyrics, went into my darkroom/music studio, came up with the music, and recorded the song “Me and My MX-5” (above).

 

Me and My MX-5

Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
TimothyPrice: vocals, lead and rhythm guitars, bass and electronic percussion

Me and my MX 5
Oh how we like to drive
Don a hat, hide the top
Drive and drive, we never stop

1st gear roars off the line
2, 3, 4, 5 takes no time
6th gear gets me in the jive
cruising along at 95

Driving my MX-5
Makes me feel like I’m alive
In Soul Red, black racing stripe
The really cool, sporty type

Badgers in the Bosque

Leslie, one of our bosque buddies, walked towards me on the ditch bank holding her camera in such a way I knew she got something special. “I got a first for the bosque!” she called out. “A badger” as she showed me a photo of a badger looking over a pile of sand on her camera’s screen. I said “Wow! I didn’t know we had badgers in the bosque.” On Friday afternoon I walked through the bosque and found the badger’s burrow, but the sun was still fairly high, and I didn’t see any badgers.

Last night I went out at sunset, and found a mama badger and two large badger cubs playing and foraging around the entrance to their den. I started shooting video with a 320mm lens. I was about 50 to 75 feet from the badgers.  One cub at the entrance of the den saw me and watched me while its sibling romped and tugged at it. I moved to a better position, because the camera kept trying to focus on the foliage in the foreground. While one cub watched me, its sibling hadn’t noticed I was there, and started foraging on the edge of the sandhill. Likewise, mama badger was oblivious while I filmed her and her cubs. The cub playing on the edge of the mound suddenly noticed me, stopped, stared at me for an instance, and then ran to the den and dived in the hole. The mama ran up the the entrance of the den at the cub’s sudden activity, and acting slightly confused, she put her head down toward the hole. All of a sudden she shifted her position and looked at me as if the cubs said “Mama! There’s a paparazzo filming us.” She looked at me for a second, and then dove in the hole herself.

I started calling them and I believe the cub that was looking at me from the beginning, popped its head up and stared at me. I talked to it, told it I was okay. It ducked back into the hole, only to pop it’s head up again a few seconds later. It seemed fascinated by the paparazzo in black talking to it. It started getting dark, so I said my goodbyes and the cub stared at me halfway in the entrance to the den as I walked away.

I wrote and recorded the music accompanying the video this afternoon. The Badgers seemed worthy of their own song.

Dead of Night

After posting Lovelorn Wasp performed by Coughing Cooties last Sunday, there were requests to hear something by Violent Phlegm, another virtual group that collaborated with AWB to form Coughing Cooties. Dead of Night is Violent Phlegm’s first single.

Dead of Night
Words and Music by Timothy Price
Performed by Violent Phlegm

Still standing I’m bleeding in the dead of night
Battling daemons ’til dawn’s early morning light
Reaching for the future, tried shaking off the past
Following ambitions holding dreams were fading fast
Wading against the current, I stood against the wave
Control-alt-delete, I refuse to be a slave

Tumbling through the ether in the cold and dark
Social media’s shadow leaves its ugly mark
Cyberspace warriors fight by fiber’s light
Daemons call me out in the dead of night

Control-alt-delete, I refuse to be a slave
Wading against the current, I stood against the wave
Following ambitions holding dreams were fading fast
Reaching for the future, tried shaking off the past
Battling daemons ’til dawn’s early morning light
Still standing I’m bleeding in the dead of night

Tumbling through the ether in the cold and dark
Social media’s shadow leaves its ugly mark
Cyberspace warriors fight by fiber’s light
Daemons call me out in the dead of night

Freaking On The Food Chain

Resa, who has Graffiti Lux Art & More and Art Gowns, commented on my post Now For The Rest Of The Story earlier this afternoon with “Well, that’s something I’ve never seen. The food chain ……. is freaky.” I replied “Freaking On The Food Chain. I might have to make a song out of that phrase.” Resa, not missing a step, said “You go for it! Waiting to hear it.” After I got all my outdoors work done in the late afternoon, I came in and created Freaking On The Food Chain. It’s pretty much an improv on all tracks. Below is a photo of a couple of beavers on the opposite bank of the Rio Grande after sunset you can ponder while listening to Freaking On The Food Chain.

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The Capsaicin Club (Red or Green?)

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What is that paparazzo doing to that “poor innocent guitar”, as Laurie likes to say? Listen to the The Capsaicin Club for clues.

Stay tuned for the video.

The Capsaicin Club
Music and lyrics by Timothy Price

Timothy Price: vocals, rhythm and lead guitars, digital percussion, recording, final mix.
Ron Blood: bass guitar, recording, post processing, final mix.