Very interesting research on #BeharviorialEconomics+#Irrationality by creative @DanAriely in original books+videos http://danariely.com/videos/#TOC22
Just got home from Illinois lock the front door oh boy!
Got to sit down take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in pretty soon I'm singin'
Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.
There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens.
Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician.
Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo doo doo.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows.
Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows.
Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door.
Sid Vicious played a four-string Fender bass guitar and couldn't sing
And everybody hated him except the ones who loved himA ukulele has four strings, but Sid did did not play ukuleleHe did smack and probably killed his girlfriend Nancy SpungenIf only Sid had had a ukulele, maybe he would have been happyMaybe he would not have suffered such a sad endHe maybe would have not done all that heroin insteadHe maybe would've sat around just singing nice songs to his girlfriendSo play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong'Cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failingDo your homework with a forkAnd eat your fruit loops in the darkAnd bring your etch-a-sketch to workAnd play your ukuleleUkulele small and fiercefulUkulele brave and peacefulYou can play the ukulele too, it is painfully simplePlay your ukulele badly, play your ukulele loudlyUkulele banish evilUkulele save the peopleUkulele gleaming golden from the top of every steepleLizzie borden took an axe, and gave her mother forty whacksThen gave her father forty-one, and left a tragic puzzleIf only they had given her an instrument, those puritansHad lost the plot completelySee what happens when you muzzleA person's creativityAnd do not let them sing and screamAnd nowadays it's worse 'cause kids have automatic handgunsIt takes about an hour to teach someone to play the ukuleleAbout the same to teach someone to build a standard pipe bombYOU DO THE MATHSo play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong'Cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failingDo your homework with a forkAnd eat your fruit loops in the darkAnd bring your flask of jack to workAnd play your ukuleleUkulele, thing of wonderUkulele, wand of thunderYou can play the ukulele, tooIn London and down underPlay joan jett, and play jacques brelAnd eminem and neutral milk ho-Tell the childrenCrush the hatredPlay your ukulele nakedIf anybody tries to steal your ukulele, let them take itImagine there's no music, imagine there are no songsImagine that John Lennon wasn't shot in front of his apartmentNow imagine if John Lennon had composed "imagine" for the ukuleleMaybe people would have truly got the messageYou may think my approach is simple-minded and naïveLike if you want to change the world then why not quit and feed the hungryBut people for millennia have needed music to surviveAnd that is why I promised John that I will not feel guiltySo play your favorite Beatles songAnd make the subway fall in loveThey're only $19.95, that isn't lots of moneyPlay until the sun comes upAnd play until your fingers sufferPlay LCD soundsystem songs on your ukuleleQuit the bitching on your blogAnd stop pretending art is hardJust limit yourself to three chordsAnd do not practice dailyYou'll minimize some stranger's sadnessWith a piece of wood and plasticHoly fuck, it's so fantastic, playing ukuleleEat your homework with a forkAnd do your fruit loops in the darkBring your etch-a-sketch to workYour flask of JackYour vibratorYour fear of heightsYour Nikon lensYour mom and dadYour disco stickYour soundtrack to "karate kid"Your ginsu knivesYour rosaryYour new Rebecca Black CDYour favorite roomYour bowie knifeYour stuffed giraffeYour new glass eyeYour sousaphoneYour breakfast teaYour Nick Drake tapesYour giving treeYour ice cream truckYour missing wifeYour will to liveYour urge to cryRemember we're all gonna dieSo play, your ukulele
What is the meaning of cooking and eating for the community and the individual?
Is cooking a political act?
How does cooking reflect our attitude toward life and the world?
BM31_ BILBAO: Mind Mapping-Open Space Technology-Creativity
