scream-of-consciousness; "If you're trying to change minds and influence people it's probably not a good idea to say that virtually all elected Democrats are liars, but what the hell."
What, after all, is art?
Art, like beauty, is in the eye of the beer holder......Tim
Profound, Tim.Penetrates the surface layer and twangs the allegorical, tingles the anagogical, tweaks the metaphysical, and nods to the mythical.OTOH, it outrages the moral, annoys the pedagogical, insults the mystical, and downright pisses of the symbolic.Profound, but dangerously close to blasphemous, n'est ce-pas?I call it classic irreverence at its best. Wish I'd thought of it.
I may not know art, but, I know what I like. Ars longa, vita brevis.
Hrumph!..... not a very pristine lookin chapel, and I know for a fact that, "♪♫ In heaven, there is no beer. That's why we drink it here.♪♫ "
No beer in heaven? I'm having second thoughts.
In Heaven There is No Beer Polka In Heaven there is no beerThat's why we drink it hereAnd When we're gone from hereAll our friends will be drinking all our beerIn Heaven there is no wineLets drink til we feel fineAnd When it comes our timeAll our friends will be drinking all our wineIn Heaven there is no drinkAt least thats what we thinkAnd When we go ca-plinkAll our friends will be drinking all our drinkIn Heaven there is no beerThat's why we drink it hereAnd When we're gone from hereAll our friends will be drinking all our beerIn Heaven there is no beerLet's stay and Drink it hereAnd When our friends aren't hereWe will be drinking all their beer
*heh* Love it, but they made the same mistake Michaelangelo did — belly button (a birth scar).
Just type your name and post as anonymous if you don't have a Blogger profile.
What, after all, is art?
ReplyDeleteArt, like beauty, is in the eye of the beer holder......
ReplyDeleteTim
Profound, Tim.
ReplyDeletePenetrates the surface layer and twangs the allegorical, tingles the anagogical, tweaks the metaphysical, and nods to the mythical.
OTOH, it outrages the moral, annoys the pedagogical, insults the mystical, and downright pisses of the symbolic.
Profound, but dangerously close to blasphemous, n'est ce-pas?
I call it classic irreverence at its best. Wish I'd thought of it.
I may not know art, but, I know what I like. Ars longa, vita brevis.
ReplyDeleteHrumph!..... not a very pristine lookin chapel, and I know for a fact that, "♪♫ In heaven, there is no beer. That's why we drink it here.♪♫ "
ReplyDeleteNo beer in heaven? I'm having second thoughts.
ReplyDeleteIn Heaven There is No Beer Polka
ReplyDeleteIn Heaven there is no beer
That's why we drink it here
And When we're gone from here
All our friends will be drinking all our beer
In Heaven there is no wine
Lets drink til we feel fine
And When it comes our time
All our friends will be drinking all our wine
In Heaven there is no drink
At least thats what we think
And When we go ca-plink
All our friends will be drinking all our drink
In Heaven there is no beer
That's why we drink it here
And When we're gone from here
All our friends will be drinking all our beer
In Heaven there is no beer
Let's stay and Drink it here
And When our friends aren't here
We will be drinking all their beer
*heh*
ReplyDeleteLove it, but they made the same mistake Michaelangelo did — belly button (a birth scar).