The kits are real. I just added the Hallmark cards to lighten up the mood.

I'm in a Pixies mood.

You're wrong.
@bobknight33 is not a Russian Troll.

Unless that troll has severe mood swings or something.

It seems more like multiple trolls are using the account. I remember a time when he could spell most words in English correctly, for instance. His arguments were much angrier then too. Now he's more laid back about it. He doesn't seem like he's angry, just that he's got a job to do, but at the same time the spelling and some of the grammar went down hill.

Six hours and fifty minutes too long. Not ADD friendly. Not sure the harpsichord captured the mood either.

It was reported that meteor struck the moon during the eclipse and cause a bright flash. Don't know if it shows up in this video and I don't have the attention span to hunt for it.

If YOU see something, say something or I'm giving up on this one.

Looks, walks, and talks like...someone in a full bore manic episode (religious, grandiose, delusional, psychotic, and elevated mood)---so, if that's it, maybe either drug induced mania or...bipolar mental illness in manic phase--the completely bad combination of someone with bipolar illness on drugs. Which apparently happens.

I don't wanna be a 24kt dick here, but I fucking HATE seagulls.

Seagulls and Canadian Geese are both the assholes of the avian world and fuck 'em both. God was in a shitty mood when he created these flying abominations. Oh, and pelicans. Yeah, fuck them, too. A pelican took a shit the size of a dinner plate on my (at the time) brand new '97 Z-28 Camaro. Right on the fucking windshield, too. I mean, one minute, I'm enjoying myself at the beach and the next minute I'm looking at a greasy green rotten-fish-reeking shit covering half my goddamn windshield. I have no clue what pelican anatomy looks like, but they must be 99% rectum and 1% ill intents. What a wonderful time to discover I was outta windshield wiper fluid, too. Two little squirts and then my wipers were just smearing semi-digested fish across my windshield. Oh, that FUCKER! I know which one did it, too -- it was the one sitting on a post like three feet away laughing at me. Oh, sure, I could have beaten it to death with a tire iron, but then *I* would have been the one in trouble. You can't ticket a pelican for taking a massive dump on your car, but beat one to death with 2 feet of galvanized steel and you're the one who has to explain it all to a judge.

People feed those rancid fuckers, too. I hope the next cocksucker who tosses a Ritz in the direction of a pelican is staring at the sky with mouth agape when the damned thing decides to void its football-sized ass. That'd be karma right there, and fuck all the people right now going "that's not how karma works!" They can just start putting their Dharma-believing asses to work cleaning my windshield with their tongues.

Please forgive me: I've been drinking for the last six hours and I've gotten maybe a little feisty.

You are correct sir. I saw the same tour. I did roll out while the smashing gourds played. Before they hit the stage the mood was awesome thanks to George Clinton & the P-Funk All Stars and the Beastie Boys. But I really enjoyed seeing them on the Gish tour at a small venue.

I just heard this song for the first time a few weeks ago and it's been in my daily set ever since. Something about the way it brings people together just lifts my mood no matter what shit's going wrong.

Cheers for that. I decided to double my sifting efficiency and watched https://videosift.com/video/Drone-Flight-of-the-Year to that soundtrack... they synched up like Wizard of Oz and Dark Side of the Moon... and I'm not even high! (I started the drone flight after about 50 seconds if you want to try it yourself).

Off to listen to some Joe Satriani now that I'm in the mood for real guitar.

DID WE MENTION THE MOOD LIGHT?!

Seriously, if this were April 1st I'd think this was a really implausible gag product. There can't be any real sort of market for such an absurdity.

In an effort to spur dialogue, I'm not afraid to tell you that I sometimes swing wildly between high and low moods. On that account, it can be quite terrifying. But I now realize that I wouldn't be the person I am today if I was not so afflicted. To be "normal" or "right" or "sane" as many close well-wishers so often hope for me would be just a much a form of dying as death itself, and I just can't allow that into my life. For the places said swings have taken me, I don't think any "normal" or "right" or "sane" person could really ever understand. Intellectually, they might. We all know what the words mean. But the way it all feels? No. That's just for me. But I'd be very happy to hear your thoughts on the matter.

Interesting video. Off-topic - why do people pronounce the word "food" like this guy does? There's this slight "y" sound between the "f" and the "o" that I hear a lot, like that Padma on Top Chef pronounces it that way.

Food rhymes with mood, so pronounce it that way. ;-)

The music and mood - want!!

I don't mind covers, but often they are superfluous - such as this which changes the cool mood of the original, but not enough to make it their own.

It's a bit like movie reboots I guess.

But then aren't you using the internet as a tool? Learning guitar, even with the internet, is hardly instant gratification. You still have to sit there developing a loathing for your FUCKING STUPID FINGERS OMG WHY CANT YOU JUST GO WHERE I WANT. I'M LOOKING AT YOU ESPECIALLY RING FINGER...ahem.

I read an article a little while ago about a guy who gave up the internet entirely for a year. He found that at least to begin with his mood improved, he felt more fulfilled etc...but by the end of the year he'd simply found non-internet based unfulfilling activities. I think humans just like to be comfortable, but comfortable is rarely (if ever) fulfilling. You have to be careful not to fall into the trap of "learning" that one song you can play well over and over because its more gratifying than swearing at your fingers.

But hey. Its lent. I'm not religious but maybe it isn't such a bad thing to give up some comforts for a little while.