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[Translated from Greek]

Before I met you
I was just me
Now that I've met you
I'm still just me
Everything else's changed
in a great way,
inna really great way
So have I

-S

This song perfectly encapsulates why Faith No More are pretty much the best rock band that has ever existed, IMO:
Caffeine
A couple of particularly charged live versions of the song:
1995 at Am Ring:  http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4_IuqJWKTH4
On MTV with original guitarist: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJnT6rPSsvI

Thumbs up!

Patton's both musically interesting and a great fucking weirdo. My favourite album he's been into is Fantômas' The Director's Cut, with Rosemary's Baby or Investigation being the best ones, for me.

-S

This was a great read, thanks for writing down the words in that specific arrangement. It worked like some sort of magic on me, since I've been in situations similar to both of the ones you're describing. It was... sort of like a "hey! I'm not *that* strange or alone in this world!" kind of feeling.

Cheers,
-S

When we strange monkeys decide to enjoy some of these fine, fine psychedelic drugs, there's five obvious first choices dependent mostly on availability and the stories we've heard about them and how much of a fucking chicken we are: cannabis, Psilocybin mushrooms, LSD, mescaline, and salvia. Most of us strange monkeys end up doing the first -- pot, that is. When we do, most of the times we have one of the five typical reactions to it, depending on the strain of weed we used, our emotions and thoughts at the time, our surroundings, and the dosage we went after, knowingly or unknowingly: "this shit isn't working at all", "this shit isn't that much fun, to be honest, but I like those YouTube videos you're putting on", "wow, this shit is sort of fun, I mean, why is this lampshade so funny and red and elephants?", "this shit is way more fun than I thought, I can't stop laughing at that lampshade, it's... elephants!", and "DRIED BREAD WITH MUSTARD IS THE MOST AMAZING FOOD KNOWN TO MAN!".

I'm on the dried bread with mustard part and looking forward to experimenting some more with all of the others at the moment, since it sounds like an interesting thing to do -- this is my first day/night off work, which was editing, laying-out, re-editing and re-laying-out content for magazines, newspapers and websites. I've known for a month now that I'd be leaving that mostly stressful, at times fun and rarely rewarding nuthouse, since my employers suggested -or rather, demanded- a salary cut of 3/5 off of what I was being payed so far, which was plenty enough to pay for rent and bills and buy bread and mustard for me to last a month, but not worth much more money than that. Luckily, friends do bring me interesting psychedelic drugs, and I saw some rocks on my way home that could be tasty, given some time experimenting with more powerful substances, a butane lighter and lots of distorted perception of time.

Strange thing is: I did like my job, and I still do like my employers, despite all our differences which weren't little or small. Greece ins't really working as a set, at the moment; we're all just wandering around trying to find ourselves a purpose.

-S

CAME 3 TIMES WATCHING THIS, CAN YOU BEAT MY RECORD?

...No thanks; I'm saving it up for the girlfriend.

But I didn't nut. 

Careful with exposing more than what's absolutely necessary. The guy @01:40 is an example of exhibitionism going pretty wrong! [There's captions in YT]

-S

"Instead of Following Him Around"

[Husband walks into the living room smoking, ashes falling off his cigarette]
[Wife follows, picking up the ashes after him]
Commercial speaker: Instead of following him around, treat him with a present: a smoking pipe*! Diana pipes: health, cleanliness, nobility! Diana! For the best in pipes!
[Wife caressing the pipe]

*This part can also be translated as: "Instead of letting him fuck you up the ass all the time, treat him with a present: a blowjob!"

-S

[great]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmOw-jplSMk

That's fantastic!

A great fucking song: Keep Shelly In Athens - Oostende
A great fucking song: FKA Twigs - Papi Pacify

Pillows!
-S

Have you seen the Powerpoint presentation?
http://www.slideshare.net/dakami/chicken-chicken-chicken-chicken

This made my day. Seriously! Thanks!

-S

-S

Great post, Nigel's Red Whaddada Doobadoo Dee Dadaddumm Whoohoooo That's So Funnn! I'd love to hear more about that era and how things went through -- it might just be me, but I find that stories I hear IRL, or read on social networks, or fora, or even IRC are "more real" than the ones I read printed on paper or on major websites/news sources. Social limitations and racism are topics appearing in conversation and writing more and more in Greece these days, and fairly so, so this might be another reason it appealed to me immediately.

Travelling through England some time ago, I found myself hosted by a Brittish man in his late 60s, whom I've met as a client in some hotel in Greece when I used to be a receptionist/bartender. After the anticipated on my part awkwardness of having to roll and smoke joints "hidden" in his spare bedroom, and trying to make sense of his daughter and son in law when drunk (both me and them; more fun than I'd admit at that point in time), we've spent a couple of nights eating BLTs, drinking ginger beer and discussing his youth: how he messed with Irish workers' heads and they digged holes and buried him whole-but-the-head in them, about poverty and not having a proper meal and borrowing liquor and cigarettes off oneanother, and generally what living and working as a "poor bastard" meant these days. I maybe laughed more than I should have, and I blame the joints, but then again he seemed to be enjoying just "talking about stuff" with me, remembering how things went, good or bad. I've kept notes -- this post reminded me that writing about that story could be both a fun and worthwhile project for me.

Cheers,
-S

That's great! Thanks again, you guys -- and gals, and... well, we pretty much covered that, yeah?
I'm happy to be a part of this forum 

-S

Well, since it's proven itself as a dip and/or cooking ingredient in the Greek Discordian Circles (not much in common w/ the Greek Discordian Squares), here's how we do our not-so-secret Erisian Apple/Chili Paste.

Ingredients:

• 2 large red (sweet) apples
• 3-6 chili peppers (we use the hardcore-est we can find, which are called 'africans' here, but any Jesus-fucking-Christ-this-thing-is-hot peppers should do -- 'africans' are known for their sweet, apple-like aftertaste, which is one more reason to use them in particular)
• 1 whole garlic
• 2 large red (spicy) onions
• 2 tablespoons of salt
• 2 tablespoons of sugar
• 300 ml vinegar
• 150-200 ml olive oil
• Pepper and dried curry (to taste)

Let's doo dis:

• Boil some water in a pan. Pan should be large-ish to large, water should form air bubbles in it which fizzle and go to the top & frankly look quite beautiful.
• Stop looking at the bubbles, we've got work to do
• Slice apples, peppers, onions, garlic, salt -- no, wait, not the salt. Again: slice apples, peppers, onions & garlic into large-ish shapes of your choosing. The point is that the slices have to be big enough not to turn into some sort of soup/paste in the pan.
• Throw slices in boiling water. Dance. Or don't.
• Once slices turn slimy, remove slices from water or water from slices. Throw away the water. Let slices dry -- not for long, though, paste should still be hot when you're done with all the instructions.
• Mince slices into paste, using the tool of your choosing. You can do this with a fork & pressure or something similar, but a blender is preferable
• Add salt, sugar, vinegar, olive oil, pepper and curry to the paste and keep mincing until it's all an orange-y, watery paste. Color can change, depending on lots of factors -- what's important is that the taste tastes tasty. You can check if that's correct using a small amount of the paste & your tongue.
• Once ready, place the paste in a jar and cover the top with some olive oil. The ingredients the paste contains will keep it rather well -- it won't turn bad if kept in a fridge for weeks, and the olive oil on top is really useful in keeping the paste bacteria-free, if you don't intend to eat it right away.

You now have enough paste to taste. Have fun!

-S
for Greek Discordians/PatEristes, PipEristes Faction, Group of Select Tsoukidoukistes

Big Black - The Model
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eP3ge9DGsKU

Albini also performed this one with Zeni Geva -- I find that version awesome, too.

Thanks for your kind words, guys (or gals... or lampshades!).

To the best of my knowledge it's pretty damn accurate -- there's a couple of parts that couldn't be translated word-for-word, which I've used Greek metaphors on and noted on the Greek text as "could not be translated properly, thus is translated properly".

-S

Cheers Dingo!