again again again

    Dear Blogger.  Is there some FREAKING reason you've decided to unilaterally add a pop-up ad to the word a-g-a-i-n in my posts?!?!

Contraception, Dinosaurs, and Gays

     Sad to say, but there are a bunch of people out there who think the Bible reads this way.   But they're not to blame - they've been led to believe that due to listening to their local pastor, priest, bishop, or whatever.  Sheeple, please.

    I'm not keen on letting anyone tell me what to think, particularly someone who claims some Deity has given them a divine message.  If the Creator wants to tell me something, I'd like to think She can come to me directly.  And so far, She hasn't.

    But then-again, several of my multiple personalities are Gnostic.  So what can you expect?

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "What the wossname is it?" said the parrot.

    "It's their god."

    "Get away?"

    "No, really.  It's Quezovercoatl.  Half man, half chicken, half jaguar, half serpent, half scorpion, and half mad."

    The parrot's beak moved as it worked this out.

    "That makes a wossname total of three homicidal maniacs," it said.

    "About right, yes," said the statue.


(from Eric by Terry Pratchett)

The full review is here.
  

Freegal

    Something mindless, since I spent most of this evening exploring a new bit of TechnoGeekery.  I've discovered that you can download MP3 music files via your local library, and via something called "Freegal" (rhymes with "legal").

    The downloads are free and are not DRM-protected.  There is a decent selection, although you have to think in terms of what music a library would have.  Lots of classical, blues, and folk.  Not a lot of Metal.  And the search engine leaves a bit to be desired.

    Some examples.  There are no Lady Gaga tracks.  No Within Temptation.  Even worse, no Eric Clapton.  But they do have the latest Bruce Springsteen album, and the new Meat Loaf one.  Obscure stuff is hit and miss.  I was pleasantly surprised to find they had some Don Nix, Dulce Pontes, and even some Tinariwen.  And a poopload of New Riders of The Purple Sage and John Mayall.  But I didn't find any Mason Proffit.

    The one catch - you can only download three tracks per week.  This makes sense; they don't want someone hogging up all the downloads.  But it does mean you have to choose wisely, and that if you want a whole album, it may take a few weeks.  Unless you get three or four local friends together, and all cooperate to download tracks from one given album.

Happy Pi Day!

    Happy Pi Day to all!  I celebrated it properly -  at exactly 1:59 PM this afternoon I wrote "Pi Pi Pi Pi Pi Pi Pi..." on my company's Instant Messaging board.  It is also Albert Einstein's birthday, so Geekiness runneth rampant today.

    Don't forget that June 28th is "Tau Day" (2x pi), and July 22nd is "Pi Approximation Day".  And the biggest Geek Holiday of all - Talk Like A Pirate Day - isn't until September.

Savoy Brown - Looking In

Album Title  :  Looking In

Artist/Group  :  Savoy Brown

Genre  :  Blues/Rock

Year  :  1970

Rating  :  8*/10

    KDKB used to play these guys, back when that station still had a soul.  I remember them mostly for the album Hellbound Train (1972), because I requested its titular song to be played on KDKB the day after Nixon got re-elected.  The DJ thought it was a hilarious idea, but he never played it.

    This is a very good blues-rock album, somewhat in the Clapton sub-genre.  I don't know why these guys never made it to the top tier of rock; they certainly are talented enough.  I bought the LP for $1; it was in good shape, so converting it to MP3 files was a snap.  RYM gives this a rating of 3.82/5, which is close to mine.  You can find Savoy Brown on YouTube, including a live version of Track 04 from this album, Sunday Night.

TRACKS

01. Gypsy

02. Poor Girl

03. Money Can't Save Your Soul

04. Sunday Night

05. Looking In

06. Take It Easy

07. Sitting An' Thinking

08. Leavin' Again

09. Romanoff

My favorite tracks are in pink, but honestly, it's all good.

Romantic Music

    I'm not a big fan of romantic music - unless you conisder Pink Floyd, The Doors, or Nightwish to be in that genre.  Still, sometimes you gotta go with the flow.

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "Women love us for our defects.  If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our intellects.  You will never ask me to dinner again after saying this, I am afraid, Lady Narborough, but it is quite true."

    "Of course it is true, Lord Henry.  If we women did not love you for your defects, where would you all be?  Not one of you would ever be married.  You would be a set of unfortunate bachelors.  Not, however, that that would alter you much.  Nowadays all the married men live like bachelors, and all the bachelors like married men."

(from The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde)


The complete review can be found here.

Shakesbear!

    I mada a trip to our local library today.  Partly because they had a copy of Jasper Fforde's One Of Our Thursdays Is Missing available.  Which is almost impossible to find in the local bookstores - both new and used ones.

    The other reason was to see whether one can "borrow" e-books from the library for my Kindle.  To which the answer is "yes".  It's a somwewhat convoluted process, and ATM I'm already reading two (real world) books, have a third one on the Kindle (a freebie from Amazon), and now OOOTIM.  So I don't really need yet another book, especially one that I have to "return" in some manner in three weeks.

    But I'm a techno-geek, and it's going to gnaw at me until I simply have to try this new resource out.  I'll probably give in to the gnawing tomorrow.

Just Wrong

    It's been a while since we've done a "Just Wrong" post.  So here's a good one.  Meaning, it's wrong on so many levels.

Quote for the Day

    "I believe in a relatively equal society, supported by institutions that limit extremes of wealth and poverty.  I believe in democracy, civil liberties, and the rule of law.  That makes me a liberal, and I'm proud of it."  (Paul Krugman)

Coming to a theater near you... maybe

    Fetih 1453 is an epic movie dealing with the taking of Constantinople by the Ottoman Turks in 1453.  What makes this film special is that it's told from the Turkish POV.  Which means it is also told from the Muslim POV.  The film is already out in Turkey (obviously), and in some or all of Europe as well.  The anti-Muslim hate groups are apparently self-righteouly indignant about that.

    As a history-lover, I find this setting fantastic.  Plus it's always enlightening to see a historical event from "the other side of the coin".

    Alas, if anything, anti-Muslim prejudice is even more deep-rooted in the USA than in Europe.  And Arizona of course is a bastion of bigotry.  So I'm not overly optimistic about the film ever making it to Phoenix.  In the meantime, I can content myself (and so can you) by watching the movie teasers and trailers on YouTube.    Here's a link to one of them, which even has English subtitles, albeit poorly done.  FWIW, the cinematography is awe-inspiring.

Broccoli

    This pretty much sums up my attitude towards broccoli.  And spinach, and cauliflower, and rutabagas, and zucchini.  The only way I can stomach them is by smothering them in a cheese sauce to the point where I can't taste them at all.  But that sorta defeats the purpose of eating veggies, doesn't it?

Book Excerpt for the Day

    What you do recall, and recall vividly, is that in the June of your twelfth year, your mom, emulating her poetic idol, Sylvia somebody, turned the oven on and stuck her head in it.  Unfortunately, or fortunately, as the case might be, she was guilty of an embarrassing oversight.  Your family had an electric stove.

    Instead of gassing herself into sweet oblivion, all she did was get unbearably hot and set her hair on fire.  An awful odor filled the flat.  When you crawled out of bed to see what the smell was about, she was kneeling in the middle of the kitchen, smoking like a smudge pot, while your father emptied a jug of red wine on her head.

(from Half Asleep In Frog Pajamas by Tom Robbins)


The full review is here.

Wild about Wilde

    I'm just about finished with my first Oscar Wilde book - The Picture of Dorian Gray.  I'm not big on Classic Lit, but this is very good.  Much better than Nathaniel Hawthorne or Emily Dickinson.  Best of all, if you own a Kindle, it's free at Amazon.

Movie quote for the day

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!   ...  (thump)

3 more dead

    Here we go again.  Student goes on rampage in a Ohio high school, and three more kids are cut down in their prime of life.  But God forbid that anyone should call for even a shred of gun control.  Cuz you never know when those commie Cubans (or commie North Koreans, or commie Iranians, or pinko Norwegians) are gonna invade the United States, and we'll all have to be like Patrick Swayze-ish, and hide out in the wilds of Colorado.  With our Rugers.

Vivaldi

   Yes, it's a pun.  My favorite kind of humor.  Yeah, it's a bit forced.  But hey, come on now.  Have you ever seen Vivaldi used in a pun before?

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "Then we have divers inventors of our own, of excellent works; which since you have not seen, it were too long to make descriptions of them; and besides, in the right understanding of those descriptions you might easily err.  For upon every invention of value, we erect a statue to the inventor, and give him a liberal and honourable reward.  The statues are some of brass; some of marble and touch-stone; some of cedar and other special woods gilt and adorned; some of iron; some of gold."

(from New Atlantis by Francis Bacon)


The complete review is here.  I love my new Kindle!

Steve and I/Me

Two comics from this past week.  Both hilarious.  Both good strips to read every day.



But I'm a grammar-nazi.  So I have an issue with Panel #2 above.  I really think it should be "Steve and me", not "Steve and I".  The applicable rule is given in the comic below.

    And yes I know, we were all taught in grade school to use the "Steve and I" convention.  But is it right?  Listen.  remove the "Steve and" words from Panel 2 of the top strip, and it's obvious that "me" is correct.  So why would the inclusion of  "Steve and" change that?

    Alternatively, replace "Steve and I" with "Steve and him" and do the same exercise.  It's never "Steve and he".  So why should a first-person pronoun be any different from a third-person pronoun?

    Language is a living organism.  It is constantly changing.  We can't read 10th-century English (think "Beowulf") because of this.  And in 50 years, the rule here will be "Steve and me".  Trust me.  I've traveled forth in time and can confirm this.   

Friday Night Demotivation

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "Eriu?"

    "Yes."

    "Are we accepted?"  I held my breath.  When she did not reply immediately I took a daring chance.  "May we stay here under your protection?"

    After a measureless moment the answer came.  "You may, as long as you pay the price."

    "What price do you ask?"

    "Remember us," whispered the voice.  "Remember us."


(from The Greener Shore by Morgan Llywelyn)

The complete review is here.

Suns-Warriors tonight!

    Heading out to see the Phoenix Suns play the Golden State Warriors tonight.  Neither team is setting the NBA on fire, but both have a run-&-gun-the-hell-with-defense mindset.  Which means it'll be a fun game to watch.

    Can't really find any basketball-related jpeg in my pics stash, so we'll go with this one.  If you see some pornographic here, you need to seek professional help.  A hooker maybe.

Kindle

     I've taken another step into 21st Century technology.  I am in the process of reading a book on the Kindle that I got for Christmas.

    I downloaded the book during the holidays, but didn't read a word of it in January, due mostly to the fact that I was working my way through 600 pages of Dostoevsky's The Idiot.

    The book I downloaded is New Atlantis, by Francis Bacon.  Are you impressed?  Actually, I chose it because it was free (public domain), and extremely short (48 pages long in a real-world book).  I'm OCD; I am compelled to finish almost any book I start.  So I figured if I didn't take to the Kindle, at least my ordeal would be over rather quickly.

     But not to worry; I'm adapting to the Kindle faster than I expected.  The screen is easy to read, and I've figured out how to underline (digitally) excerpts.  I'm not sure how to quickly get to a given note or page yet.  If I'm on, say page 50 (actually, the units are in "percentages", not page numbers), and want to go back to, say, page 10, all I can do is hit the page-back button 40 times.  I have a feeling there's a quicker way to do this, but since the Kindle is not a touch-screen, the shortcut isn't intuitive.  Yeah I know, I can always RTFM, but where's the challenge in that?

    I still prefer to be holding an actual book in my hands.  And despite the fact that Kindle downloads are now (for the most part) cheaper than the real-world book, I'd rather pay a bit more, then put the book on my TBR shelf, read it whenever I bloody well want, and get a couple pennies for it when I take it to the used-book store.

    But no trees are killed when making an e-book, and when the download is *free*, I can be talked into going the digital route.  And there are hundreds of free e-books.  They are all "classics" whose copyrights have expired (New Atlantis was first published in 1627).  But that means if I want to read a Sherlock Holmes book, or something by Mark Twain, or even something by - gulp - Fyodor Dostoevsky, I can probably download it for free.

    So I'm sure I'll be using my Kindle more in the future.  I am told it can hold about 3600 e-books, so space will not be a problem.  And Lord knows, when I go to the used-book store, the Classic Lit section is not a place I spend any appreciable time in.

Pangaea

    Well, not exactly Pangaea, since some liberties were apparently taken with the relative sizes of the various chunks of landmass.  But these are cleverly done.  Even if it's a rooster, not a chicken.  And T-Rex has a nipple.

    This does bring back memories of my Risk-playing days, though.

Wicked

    The musical Wicked was in town over the weekend.  Liz and Jason went to it on Friday night, along with a bunch of friends.  I stayed home with the dogz.  Everyone thought it was a splendid evening.

Book Excerpt for the Day

    There were parts of Monk she admired greatly: his courage; his strength of will; his intelligence; his loyalty to his beliefs; his passion for justice; his ability to face almost any kind of truth, no matter how dreadful; and the fact that he was never, ever, a hypocrite.

    But she hated the streak of cruelty she knew in him, the arrogance, the frequent insensitivity.  And he was a fool where judgment of character was concerned.  He could no more read a woman's wiles than a dog could read Spanish!  He was consistently attracted to the very last sort of woamn who could ever make him happy.


(from The Silent Cry by Anne Perry)


The full review is here.

Escher and Dali

I notice I haven't posted any Daliesque or Escheresque stuff for a long time.  Not sure why; those are probably my two favorite artists, and even take-offs of their works are really a salute to them.  I've got a couple Escher books on my bookshelf; and 4 or 5 Dali ones.

   So here's a couple Worth1000 tributes to them.

    Yeah, I know.  This blog just oozes culture.  You're welcome. 

Science Wednesday

   

  
   Your science lesson for the night.

Happy Valentine's Day!

    And Happy 100th Birthday to Arizona as well!  It's also Oregon's 153rd Birthday, but that's not nearly as noteworthy.

LOTR

For Math Geeks only

Palin Power

    I'm bummed that failin' Palin never got around to joining the Goat Rodeo this year.  But I am impressed that she actually could read the tea (party) leaves and realize that there was about zero interest in her antics this time around.  Methinks she'll end up being a permanent fixture on Faux News.  Spewing bile; screeching outrage; and trying to be stupider than Glenn Beck.  Yeah, good luck with that, Sarah.

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "Well," the Bemme robot spoke up, "my kind has fought the bone-fleshed kind ever since our two species went to space and discovered the delights of interstellar war.  We even named your kind: MAN."

    "You did?" Norton asked, surprised.

    "Of course. MAN - an acronym."  The mouth on the screen quirked with obscure humor.

    "Oh? What do the letters stand for?"

    "Multi-Appendaged Numbskull, of course.  Every creature who is worthy of the title sapience knows that."

    "What?" Dursten exclaimed indignantly.  "It can't be that!"

    The Bemme fidgeted, and the screen mouth frowned.  "I did clean it up a little for mixed company."  Two eyes formed on the screen, glancing at the Alicorn.

    "What's the danged original?" the spaceman demanded.

    "Mucky-Arsed -"

   "We'd better get moving," Norton said quickly.



(from Bearing An Hourglass, by Piers Anthony)

The complete review is here.

Look at the bright side, Tom.

GOPigan's Island

    They're lost, clueless, and frankly, no one wants to go looking for them.  Although I think Ron Paul's kinda sexy in that dress.

Happy Birthday, Charles Dickens!

    Born exactly 200 years ago today.  I can't say that I've read a lot of his stuff, other than David Copperfield, which I trudged through in English class in high school.  But there's no arguing that he's one of the greatest authors of all time.

    And a major influence on the English language as well.  Here are a few of words that he either invented personally, or "saved" from the linguistic dustbin : butter-fingers, sawbones, messiness, spiflication, whizz-bang, seediness, unpromisingly, flummox, kibosh, devil-may-care, angry-eyed, hunger-worn, proud-stomached, fancy-dressed, coffee-imbibing, ginger-beery, copying-clerk, crossing-sweeper, tousled, boredom, rampage, casualty ward, allotment garden, footlights, fingerless, fairy story, messiness, natural-looking, squashed, tintack, spectacularly,confusingly, and last-but-not-least, dustbin.

    So Happy 200th Birthday, Mr. Dickens, sir!  I think I'll pick up one of your works the next time I'm at the used-book store.

Happy Waitangi Day!

    It's a New Zealand thing.  Those of European descent there think it's a time to patronize the locals and accept their thanks for civilizing their culture.  Those of Native descent see it a bit differently.

The Periodic Table of Tables

Book Excerpt for the Day

    "I came here today with curiosity, with excitement.  I wanted to see for myself and make up my own mind whether this uppercrust of Russian society is really good for nothing and has out-lived its time, is drained of its ancient life and only fit to die, but still persists in a petty, endless strife with the men... of the future, getting in their way and not conscious that it is dying itself."


(from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky)


The full review is here.