Cock-a-doodle-do in 40 languages

((For some reason I was looking up information on chickens and discovered that the onomatopeia for rooster crowing is sort of 'kukiriku' in most languages. I also discovered that most languages have a literal dual entendre equivalent for "cock"--i.e. a formal word for male rooster which is also slang entendre for the "pecker."--which I guess is also sorta rooster sounding)) From Wikipedia:

"The sound made by the cock is spelled onomatopœically as "cock-a-doodle-do" in English, but otherwise in some other languages, such as: Arabic kookookoo-koo, Bulgarian кукуригу (kukurigu), Catalan Co-co-ro-co, Chinese goh-geh-goh-goh, Croatian ku-ku-ri-ku Czech kykyrikí, Danish kykeliky, Dutch kukeleku, Esperanto kokeriko, Estonian kukeleegu or kikerikii, Faroese kakkulárakó, Filipino Tik-ti-la-ok, Finnish kukkokiekuu, French cocorico, German kikeriki, Greek kikiriku, Gujarati kuk-de-kuk, Hebrew ku-ku-ri-ku, Hindustani kuk-roo-koon or kuk-roo-kroon, Hungarian kukurikú, Indonesian kukuruyuk, Italian chicchirichì, Japanese ko-ke kokkoh, Korean k'ok'iyo, Lithuanian ka-ka-rie-ku, Latvian ki-ke-ri-gū, Norwegian kykkeliky, Persian ququliqu, Polish kukuryku, Portuguese Có có ró có, Romanian cucurigu, Russian ку-ка-ре-ку (ku-ka-rye-ku), Sanskrit काक (kāka), Serbian ku-ku-ri-ku, Slovak kikirikí,Slovene kikiriki, Spanish qui-qui-ri-qui', Swahili KokoRikoo koo, Swedish kuckeliku, Tamil ko-ka-ra-ko, Thai yeki-yeki-yek, Turkish üü-ürü-üüü, Urdu kuk roo kroon, and Vietnamese ò-ó-o-o."

(((I also found a photgraphic print online of what looks to be the fattest, happiest chicken in the world. The print's simply titled "A Buff Wyandotte Chicken with a Bright Red Comb on a Farm in Kansas." Man, it's like these things want to be eaten.)))

Dramapod, Slipstream, and David Milch

((In the Po-Mo dispersion of semantic form--(a clusterfxck of disjointed image, audio, and text. Sometimes I feel as though multimedia savviness (sic) pressures all simple scribes to feel as though they must evolve into Theraminic Octopi--8 armed, panoptically tonal, digital maestros--to remain relevant) I have found two labels which have been very appealing to me recently.))

Genre: Slipstream. Breaks free of the publishing/Barnes & Noble ghettoization of "Literature" and "Genre fiction."

Medium/Form: AudioDrama Podcasts(((A multimedia production that frees the audience's imagination from the digital age obsession with eyeball kicks. Gracefully free from the didactic, confused hegemony of literate culture in a return to the aural purity of human voice. Music and sound effects, too. Hiply unpretentious in a way that TV, film, and theatre no longer are. A rare instance of a technological advance (podcasting) to enable a return to pre-literate storytelling around a fire.)))

P.S. (((Interesting lecture series by Producer David Milch (Deadwood, John from Cincinnatti) on "The Idea of the Writer." Link)))

Monday evening applesauce

What is ablog? What is a journal? What is a chronicle? How are these fundamentally and semantically different?
What's the fundamental difference between invention and innovation?
I write.
I blog.
I journalize.
I chronicle.
I invent.
I innovate.

Ah, curse this accultured language, it's rigid orthography, and endless jargoning.

"I believe that if it were left to artists to choose their own labels most would choose none."--Ben Shahn

Quote from my acoustic notebook (Blue Mead 5 Star--I've decided it's ultimately preferable to write with a notebook in front of a word processor.)

"The pace of population explosion globally and the advance of technology creates with us a sense that the immediate first decade of the 21st Century is exponentially more relevant than the historically cataclysmic 20th Century where we Post-Did everything, slayed millions, and went to the moon. I'd like sometimes to skip it entirely, reach back to the world my grandfather understood and break past it. hurtling past grandfathers towards Adam. Saxon on fire in a slipstream."

JumboShrimp

I'm restarting this blog, dadgummit. A blog updated daily as a 4th dimensional art process. A blog to end all seasons. A blog as a 10 year old literary form, fresh as the novel and that picture-a-day thing that Noah did on Youtube. Not a slur of randomly jumped media. A blog cultivated as a daily eavesdropping of process and thought, not manic fits and starts, tagging metadata as though to build the space shuttle. Yes, yes, I must have this thing.))