Travels and Images
WEEK 18 2006
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Picture of the Week
Saturday 6 May
- so, I'm working away on something in the morning and the radio is
playing LeAnn Rimes "Somethings' gotta give" and there's a lyric
"waiting out a simple twist of fate". Heh. "A Simple Twist of Fate" is a song off an old Bob Dylan album, Blood On the Tracks. I wonder how many current listener's know that?
It's also the title to a Steve Martin film,
(a remake of Silas Marner apparently) so maybe they'd know it from
that, though it doesn't show up in the music credits on IMDB.
So, is it a phrase from Shakespeare, Coleridge or somebody?
The Dylan song is about a guy who falls in love with a prostitute, and
becomes a sailor so he can hang around the docks more and look for her.
The country western song isn't quite that bad, being about a woman
turning 31 without a man yet...
Leann Rimes: rhymes. Hmm. I guess it's a stage name?
Friday 5 May
Friday - I've been
fiddling with the aquarium. Just recently it has turned rather cloudy.
This coincides with a change in food, but also with the warming
temperatures. So, I've changed the water a bit - six liters yesterday,
six liters today, from the 20 gallon tank, changed the filter, added
some 'clarifying' liquid, and it's a bit better. But not as clear as it
was. I think I'll check the Ph and stuff like that. Get a plant to grow
Big CDR today. So, no Buffalo Jill's. Darn.
I was trying to calculate a drag coefficient for an experiment at work.
Someone did a very similar test a while back, so I checked to see what
method they used. What the report says is "We asked so-and-so and he says xx.x". Hmmm. So-and-so is kind of retired now, but he still works for my company and I left a phone message for him.
Thursday 4 May 2006
- Tivo did indeed catch House. So, the cliffhanger ended...in another cliffhanger. Sheesh.
The Buffalo Bill's Cheerleaders will be at Dryden tomorrow, at 9:00am.
Which is exactly the same time that a Critical Design Review for the
G-III Firepod starts. Hmmm. Professional Cheerleaders or Guys With
Pocket Protectors? Decisions, decisions...
Working on His Excellency, a
biography of George Washington. I have to say - it's as violent as
Sharpe's Tiger. So, now I know how the French and Indian War started....
James Lilek's Bleat today:
On the first Wednesday of the month, Jasper Dog talks
to God. I’ve mentioned this before – the civil defense sirens go off,
and he get an almost mystical expression. He stands, points his snout
up, and joins in. It’s a rather straightforward liturgy. To a dog’s
ear, the sound must be enormous – it comes from all directions, from
above and beyond, many notes in one braided threnody, mournful and
instructive, an elegy and an invocation. Since dogs know not Time as we
do, the appearance of the Voice of Dog is utterly unexpected, but he
always knows how to react.
Wednesday 3 May 2006
- ackkk. Working late again. Missed House Part II, but hopefully the Tivo caught it for me.
Tuesday 2 May
Tuesday - working away, working late. I did catch House, but it's a two parter, part II being tomorrow.
Monday 1 May 2006
Monday - so I started listening on the
commute to Sharpe's Tiger, sort of a prequel to the Sharpe stories in
the Penisula. It was surprisingly violent - more than I remembered the
movies being. It was also a library book, and, I realized on the way
home, overdue. So I returned it and was not able to renew it - some
sort of library punishment of a sorts. So it goes. I'll check it out
for my Dad one of these days...
Besides, the schedule says "non-fiction" for the next book.
The weird noise was back, but I've figured out that it is the goldfish, messing about in the gravel. Strange, but it isn't rats...
Sunday 30 April
Sunday - warm again. Hot, really,
probably 90F or better. So naturally I was out in the yard, working in
the sun. I was cutting down some 'volunteer' trees near the block
fences, cleaning, generally trying to get organized. The cat's had a
field day (heh), though they soon tired of the sun and lay on the patio, in
With a friend's help I picked some of the immature fruit off the donut
peach tree - it's a small tree and the weight of the fruit that would
eventually have grown might have broken the branches later this summer.
Then we covered it with mesh, to keep the birds off. Generally I don't
get around to that until the birds have eaten half the fruit!
For lunch I went out with some friends to Mythos, the excellent Greek restaurant down at the Palmdale mall.
I also watched the Dodger's lose to the Padre's. The Padre's were down
5:0 I think, in the eighth, but managed to come back and win in the
tenth (a pitching collapse on the Dodger's part). Pat Summerall has the perfect voice to doze off to...
Books this Year:
You'll note ( well, you probably wouldn't if I did tell you now ) that I had two Book #18's,
in the past weeks. I've corrected stuff in the table above, but it's
too much work to go back and change any but last week's posts now ;-)