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“What are you talking about? I don’t want to plant seeds or hear about the weather, of all things. I want to be a farmer.†heh.
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planetarium for the computer. wow!
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on extending the museum experience. definitely confirmed by my personal experience at the CMT, and I guess it’s true of anything: you work somewhere for a while and you get to know things at a different level of depth. (Elizabeth: read this now!)
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“An Internet service cannot be considered truly successful until it has attracted spammers.” heh.
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fascinating. as always, visuals on maps make things more clear.
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keep an eye out for this.
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“it is time […] to go beyond fragmentary leaks unaccompanied by documents” — Daniel Ellsberg begs for someone in gov’t to leak before the next war starts, not wait until after.
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not that I really understand this, but I’m going to give it a try anyway.
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lecture by RFK Jr., taped by TVW.
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My long ranty comment is 6th one in. Ah, if only I COULD get plans for our lovely 1974 HUD house…..
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all IE7 stuff. do this on Monday!
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cool and weird. very bruce-stirling-esque.
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beautiful.
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ye gods. although I wonder if this would help me track down that weird problem with a tab on the home page.
inspired by ezra pound and radio lab
O stupid queen!
For thinking of the past
as anything other
than a trap
for women,
a time that calls you
a disease.
I drop my head
into a bath
heated most modernly.
My chin-length hair
floats away.
Your voice does too.
good, take 2
breathing in and out of seared lungs
air rushing over pink-cold hands
and pushing
floating past
the red-gold tree blazing
before the late afternoon sun
breathing pushing
and the black dog hasn’t yet
carried off my soul
so long as I can
dance around the corner
and bolt across the street
thru traffic
on two slim curls
of rubber & aluminum
sunday scribblings: good
I don’t feel good. I have a headache that starts somewhere between my shoulderblades and comes up over my head to rest between my eyebrows and circle around my jaw. I feel a million things to do (should have done already) lurking at the base of my skull, waiting for me to remember and be shocked. But I’m unshocked right now: I’m looking down at the floor and saying: “yes, I know, I forgot, I’m sorry. I’ll get on that.” But I don’t really want to “get on that” either. I want to go back to bed. I want to watch TV until my brain rots. I want to get on my bike and head out and not come back.
Temporary, right? Being un-good is just a temporary thing. Doesn’t feel that way, not in the least.
And I’m writing this here, out on the tightrope of public space, out of a weird sense of obligation: being a good blogger, a good writer, a good representative of the Black Dog club. I know if I write this, exactly what I feel in this sore sour ungood moment, that somebody or another is going to say something with the intent of helping me to feel better or less alone or whatever, and the bad side of me wants to tell them, whoever, to just go to hell.
Which doesn’t seem very good either.
So much pent up bad feeling, and every damn thing gets on my nerves.
I read a book recently on depression on motherhood (no, I’m not planning anything), and there was a side note about bursts of anger. The typical picture of depression doesn’t allow for that sort of thing, but it appears all in the scientific literature, or so the book said. And I feel that evil mood on me right now.
So, yeah. Come back later, when the good Elaine is out and about. She’s not here right now.
links for 2006-10-20
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home renovation co-ops. our neighbor has a gardening coop with a couple of her friends, but we don’t seem to have the kind of relationship where I could be part. OTOH, maybe I could do something of my own?
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so very artsy-craftsy.
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“where homes are relatively cheap, the cost of living is affordable and the local economy is going strong” — including Oly! (And Austin, interestingly.) Apparently our big drawback is the rain. Ya think?
links for 2006-10-19
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hm. might be something to add to the ENA site, replacing the one that’s there now. or at least to add to my list of services to play with.
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what an absolutely perfect logo.(tags: depression design)
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July through October being the sweet spot, of course, and March the nadir.
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“Plus-size women’s raingear? Almost non-existent.” …so much so that this entry comes up in a google search for “plus size women’s cycling rain pants” — no such thing, apparently. and the rainy season arrived today. 🙁
links for 2006-10-18
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good ideas here.
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verrrrry interesting. now all 3 of us have hit the blogosphere one way or another. (boo on RT for not providing individual feeds!)(tags: personal blogosphere)
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this looks like the most friendly article.
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“and I cry at inopportune moments:/the sight of a snowglobe” — Edith found this in some vanity googling. I need to grab copies of all the old suite 9 stuff while it’s still online!
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fascinating….
links for 2006-10-17
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not that my work is great shakes, but this is one part of why I don’t much submit to contests. the visual factor is less important than getting people to the right service/info.(tags: web_dev)
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“the reasons to support local food economies could not be any more hardheaded or pragmatic” — nothing especially new to readers of the Omnivore’s Dilemma, but still well-put.
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stainless steel(tags: home)
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‘Only emotion endures.’ I’m shocked (“shocked, I tell you!”) to discover that the first half of this essay really speaks to me: the concept of the spare but expressive free verse poem. the 2nd half, alas, devolved into the bloviating that I remember so w
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this, by contrast, is nothing but irritating. what can I take from it? could I write with that blustering man-poet voice? or what is my own equivalent?
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free fonts are always good. (big thanks to Pat Ramsey.)(tags: design)
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a pretty reasonable sampling. I find I like the shorter descriptive poems, the ones with a more Chinese styling to them. the faux-medieval poems, esp. the long ones, get on my nerves, as does his writing in the american colloquial style.
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“The Cornell study represents a potential bombshell in the autism debate.” holy crap. (personal history note: we got cable in 1984 or so. until Dad died, most TV was verboten on weekdays.)
poetry avoidance
This week’s poetry Thursday prompt is “what we avoid” and in being true to the spirit of the idea, I’m revisiting the one poet for whom I have a serious and active loathing:
The last semester of my senior year of college, I took an advanced poetry writing course, in which we were inflicted with a variety of unpalatable modern poets. (Why, no, I didn’t much care for the class.) Most of them were forgettable, or at least I have forgotten them, but my knee-jerk dislike for Pound has lingered on.
So I’m going to give him another shot and see if — 10 years later — I can get something out of the experience. If any of y’all like his poetry, I’d sure appreciate a pointer to what and a bit of why, too.
Update, Oct. 20: I poked around the internets looking for various things by Pound; some of the notable bits are now in my ezrapound tag in deli.icio.us. I think I’m going to stick by my judgement of 10 years ago: mostly pretentious, snobby, self-referential crap. But there are a few gems, when he gets out of his own way. But I’m not finding that I’m inspired to write anything of my own, either way.
links for 2006-10-16
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video from Kermit’s trip to europe
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free scrap granite!