Wow...the folks at National Geographic have posted the first photos ever of a live giant squid.
So cool.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Sunday, September 25, 2005
It's been a busy week...sorry for not posting sooner.
The rest of the Little Rock weekend went well. Spent most of Saturday morning with some old friends talking, drinking, and watching football (both International and American). We made it back to F'ville in time for the second half of my soccer on Sunday. A game we managed to win 8-1. Winning is a great feeling after a summer of losing (aside from the one tie).
As stated...it was a busy week. Work lived up to its namesake and the evenings were dominated by social activities.
This weekend a bunch of us helped our buddy Wes re-locate from his apartment to his new home. Great little place. He's already planning to have a dedicated "geek room." It's already the most fully realized room in the house.
Soccer today...not so good. Lost 0-4. Two of those were on me as goalkeeper. But it was fun...and the team we played is probably the best in the league. We lost to them by the closest margin yet.
One more thing. Jessica and I saw The Aristocrats a couple weeks back and I meant to provide some comentary on it. I think everyone that values free speech should see this movie, as well as anyone remotely interested in the nature of comedy and why we find things funny. Despite being centered on only one joke, it was very entertaining. I found myslef lauging...and then feeling very guilty about it. See the movie and you'll understand. Now...if you are easily offended don't bother with this. It's got something to offend everyone. One lady walked out of the theater....we think she was under the impression she was seeing The Aristocats.
The rest of the Little Rock weekend went well. Spent most of Saturday morning with some old friends talking, drinking, and watching football (both International and American). We made it back to F'ville in time for the second half of my soccer on Sunday. A game we managed to win 8-1. Winning is a great feeling after a summer of losing (aside from the one tie).
As stated...it was a busy week. Work lived up to its namesake and the evenings were dominated by social activities.
This weekend a bunch of us helped our buddy Wes re-locate from his apartment to his new home. Great little place. He's already planning to have a dedicated "geek room." It's already the most fully realized room in the house.
Soccer today...not so good. Lost 0-4. Two of those were on me as goalkeeper. But it was fun...and the team we played is probably the best in the league. We lost to them by the closest margin yet.
One more thing. Jessica and I saw The Aristocrats a couple weeks back and I meant to provide some comentary on it. I think everyone that values free speech should see this movie, as well as anyone remotely interested in the nature of comedy and why we find things funny. Despite being centered on only one joke, it was very entertaining. I found myslef lauging...and then feeling very guilty about it. See the movie and you'll understand. Now...if you are easily offended don't bother with this. It's got something to offend everyone. One lady walked out of the theater....we think she was under the impression she was seeing The Aristocats.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
So I went to a high school football game last night. Jessica's little sister is a Senior and a cheerleader. I haven't been to a H.S. game since 1991...and it hasn't changed a bit. It's probably convenient that the school is similar in size to mine so that it felt familiar. I didn't care about the game but the observation was fun...
More later...we're off-site in Little Rock this weekend.
More later...we're off-site in Little Rock this weekend.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
For Peter...via Metafilter...The Pete Collective...
After a brief search...found nothing on a Ken Collective. Maybe I should start one. I just checked and kencollective.com is available. How can I make money on that? I'll think about it...
Google has started a blog search (blogsearch.google.com). I tested this morning and came up first under the search criteria "nothing unreal." However...what are the odds someone will search for that....
I know I don't talk about work on this site (and there are good reasons for that) but I want to say that it's been very stressful lately and will only get worse over the next few months. I apologize for any lingering stress that invades my personal life and interactions with friends and other people.
After a brief search...found nothing on a Ken Collective. Maybe I should start one. I just checked and kencollective.com is available. How can I make money on that? I'll think about it...
Google has started a blog search (blogsearch.google.com). I tested this morning and came up first under the search criteria "nothing unreal." However...what are the odds someone will search for that....
I know I don't talk about work on this site (and there are good reasons for that) but I want to say that it's been very stressful lately and will only get worse over the next few months. I apologize for any lingering stress that invades my personal life and interactions with friends and other people.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
I try to make sure I remember previous posts...to that end here is another simi-intereting link about shopping malls. This is a brief outline on their rise and seeming fall in American culture.
Evolution of the Shopping Center
Also of note...Indoor soccer season began today. We lost 6-4. That's okay (well sort of)...I was not playing goalkeeper today so none of the goals against are directly attributable to me. I did however, manage to score one of our goals. My wonderful wife was there to cheer me on. Lots of fun. Next game is 9/18 at 3:00 pm. We play at the All-Star Sports Arena. Come watch a game on root for the Boys in Blue (yeah...the name sucks...but I didn't choose it).
One other cool thing...I was watching my normal Sunday news shows...when one was pre-empted to show some church thing. I then decided to search for something else to watch....and I found The Tick. The old animated version. It's on tv again....Saturdays and Sundays on ABC Family Channel. So if you liked the show (and really, who didn't) set your DVRs to record it. I already have. It's also on Toon Disney..but we don't have that channel.
Evolution of the Shopping Center
Also of note...Indoor soccer season began today. We lost 6-4. That's okay (well sort of)...I was not playing goalkeeper today so none of the goals against are directly attributable to me. I did however, manage to score one of our goals. My wonderful wife was there to cheer me on. Lots of fun. Next game is 9/18 at 3:00 pm. We play at the All-Star Sports Arena. Come watch a game on root for the Boys in Blue (yeah...the name sucks...but I didn't choose it).
One other cool thing...I was watching my normal Sunday news shows...when one was pre-empted to show some church thing. I then decided to search for something else to watch....and I found The Tick. The old animated version. It's on tv again....Saturdays and Sundays on ABC Family Channel. So if you liked the show (and really, who didn't) set your DVRs to record it. I already have. It's also on Toon Disney..but we don't have that channel.
Friday, September 09, 2005
More Wordsworth...from Lyrical Ballads
WE ARE SEVEN
A simple Child, dear brother Jim,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?
I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.
She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
--Her beauty made me glad.
"Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said
And wondering looked at me.
"And where are they? I pray you tell."
She answered, "Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.
"Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother."
"You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven!--I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be."
Then did the little Maid reply,
"Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree."
"You run about, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five."
"Their graves are green, they may be seen,"
The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,
And they are side by side.
"My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.
"And often after sunset, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.
"The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.
"So in the church-yard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.
"And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side."
"How many are you, then," said I,
"If they two are in heaven?"
Quick was the little Maid's reply,
"O Master! we are seven."
"But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!"
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, "Nay, we are seven!"
WE ARE SEVEN
A simple Child, dear brother Jim,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?
I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.
She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
--Her beauty made me glad.
"Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said
And wondering looked at me.
"And where are they? I pray you tell."
She answered, "Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.
"Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother."
"You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven!--I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be."
Then did the little Maid reply,
"Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree."
"You run about, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five."
"Their graves are green, they may be seen,"
The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,
And they are side by side.
"My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.
"And often after sunset, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.
"The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.
"So in the church-yard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.
"And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side."
"How many are you, then," said I,
"If they two are in heaven?"
Quick was the little Maid's reply,
"O Master! we are seven."
"But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!"
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, "Nay, we are seven!"
Kat - Some photos just for you...Germany in 1929
. Nice stuff...very much what you think about when you think of Germany (and not thinking of the negatives).
I love old photos. The snapshots in time that they represent. I've gost some other links to old photos that I'll post at a later date.
In reference to a conversation the other night....I correctly remembered the publication date of Lyrical Ballads as 1798. This is seen as the start of the Romantic Period in English Literature. The Romantic Period in America didn't kick off till the 1820's.
That talk the other night re-ignited an interest in poetry. And you can all thank Peter for the, soon to be frequent, postings of poems. You're all lucky though...I won't be posting any of the drivel I have written.
. Nice stuff...very much what you think about when you think of Germany (and not thinking of the negatives).I love old photos. The snapshots in time that they represent. I've gost some other links to old photos that I'll post at a later date.
In reference to a conversation the other night....I correctly remembered the publication date of Lyrical Ballads as 1798. This is seen as the start of the Romantic Period in English Literature. The Romantic Period in America didn't kick off till the 1820's.
That talk the other night re-ignited an interest in poetry. And you can all thank Peter for the, soon to be frequent, postings of poems. You're all lucky though...I won't be posting any of the drivel I have written.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
I do take requests...
Peter (aka. geek horde) wanted to see a sonnet or two on occasion. I cannot promise sonnets all the ...but I will post some poems for all you illiterate pagans out there.
Here is the first...
"THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US; LATE AND SOON"
THE world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
This from our old friend William Wordsworth. I've always thought that his was an appropriate name for a writer...well, for a good writer.
Also...new blog out there...White Noise (check the link on the side). Give Nick a few minutes of your precious time. Also...here is another one I like a lot...I used to be a waiter (a long time ago) so I find Waiter Rant to be enjoyable. The guy is also very good at telling a story.
More photos tomorrow.
Peter (aka. geek horde) wanted to see a sonnet or two on occasion. I cannot promise sonnets all the ...but I will post some poems for all you illiterate pagans out there.
Here is the first...
"THE WORLD IS TOO MUCH WITH US; LATE AND SOON"
THE world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
The Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
This from our old friend William Wordsworth. I've always thought that his was an appropriate name for a writer...well, for a good writer.
Also...new blog out there...White Noise (check the link on the side). Give Nick a few minutes of your precious time. Also...here is another one I like a lot...I used to be a waiter (a long time ago) so I find Waiter Rant to be enjoyable. The guy is also very good at telling a story.
More photos tomorrow.
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