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Howdy. We've moved from Cayce, but St. Elizabeth of South Rose Hill or Lizette de Waccamaw de Sud just don't do it for me.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Not what they meant to say

Another in an occasional series wherein I point out things heard on radio or TV that, when read aloud, likely weren't what the writer meant to convey.

Today's entry, from our afternoon viewing of re-runs from a current PBS mini-series:

Corporate funding for "The War" was provided by ...
I think this may have been the military-industrial complex against which Eisenhower warned us.

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Update: Also heard this one (best with no punctuation)
The war will continue through Tuesday evening.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Riverwalking

Last night, whilst Izzy & several friends went to go see folks deal with (violate?) the Decalogue, I decided to go back to the Riverwalk to take pictures. It's been really low lately, and I thought I might be able to get some nice shots of the rocks.

Turns out, all that damp, exposed riverbed was too much temptation! I quickly abandoned the paved trail, and I ended up traipsing around the bridge area for about 90 minutes near dusk. I decided to do what I could photographically strictly with natural light - I'm overall pleased with what I was able to capture.

Had I had (1) better shoes and (2) someone to call 911 if I fell and cracked my head, I would have made the attempt to walk all the way across to Columbia from Cayce.

Looking West to Cayce
Looking West to Cayce

Looking East to Columbia
Looking East to Columbia

More pics at Flickr, in the Riverwalk set. Yesterday's adventures start with the B&W kudzu monsters.

B&W Kudzu Monsters

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Cool thingie on the Bridge

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Precarious Footing, but little actual peril except to the white sox

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Flotsam or Jetsam?

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Sloooooow shot of shallow rapids - decent effect

Looking south to RR bridge
Looking south towards railroad bridge

On the rocks, closer
Self pic at dusk, best of several attempts.

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That's not gonna come out....

Now to go perform rain incantations...

Friday, September 28, 2007

Support the Rabid

Yes, we SO ordered bracelets after tonight's "The Office" premiere. Thanks to Ms M for suggesting an "Office Party."

I'm also looking forward to receiving my

Michael Scott's
Dunder Mifflin
Scranton Meredith
Palmer Memorial
Celebrity Rabies
Awareness Pro-Am
Fun Run Race
For The Cure

T-shirt. Izzy ordered the ratio of Stanley Nickles to Schrute Bucks Tee.

Memorable Quotes:
"I'm not superstitious; but I am a little stitious."

"A woman shouldn't have to be hit by a car to learn that she has rabies. But that is where we are in America, and that does not sit right with me. And that is why I am hosting a fun run race for the cure for rabies. To raise awareness for the fact that there is a cure rabies... a disease that has been largely eradicated in the U.S., but not very many people know that. "

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Essential Questions

So, an entreaty from Miss Jean Martins escaped my spam filter.

Miss Jean, a recent college graduate living in Cote d'Ivoire, has certainly seen her share of trouble. She lost her mother when she (Jean) was six years of age, and in 2004 her father, a highly reputable business magnet, died while traveling in France - a death Jean is certain was masterminded by her Uncle.

She writes:

The death of my father actually brought sorrow to my life.

Actually. Then there is all of the political unrest in Cote d'Ivoire - it's enough to make her seek the assistance of a complete stranger to move "the sum of Five Million, Seven Hundred thousand United State Dollars.(USD$5,700,000.00) [which her father had] deposited in a private Bank here in Abidjan Cote d'Ivoire." She'd also like to take up residence in my country - no doubt to oversee the investment of the $$ that her father, very presciently I might add, let her know about just before his untimely, mysterious death. He must have suspected the Uncle's nefarious ways.

So, why bring to the blog this tale of woe? Miss Jean asks me a few questions to prove my trustworthiness. Maybe I should start asking these whenever I meet a complete stranger. I'd been relying on What is your name? Where do you live? Work? Go to church? (the last an essential question for a Southerner.)

So, here are the questions.
  1. Can you honestly help me from your heart?
  2. Can I completely trust you?
  3. What percentage of the total amount in question will be good for you after the fund has being transfeered (sic) to your account and i come over to meet you ?
Feel free to answer, or to use these on those you love, live with, hang out with, or meet at bus stops. I'll start with Izzy.

Monday, September 24, 2007

What Kids Want

A link I don't want to lose - Fr. Powell from the University of Dallas (as schools go, one of Izzy's favorites), posted on what has worked for them in their campus ministry. Link originally seen, with comments, at Charlotte was Both.

Two items on the list are especially relevant to and aimed at those of us over a certain age, although it assumes a pretty strong liberal bent (and burn-out?) to the oldsters:

You didn’t follow in the religious/spiritual footsteps of your parents, why would you expect them to follow in yours? More than anything these younger generations need our patience. Keep your contempt and snarky commentary to yourself. You only injure your already sketchy credibility.

You grew up (for the most part) in a sexually repressed culture crowded with rules and punishments. They didn’t. They grew up in the sexual chaos your revolution caused and still celebrates. If they want to figure out what virginity, chastity, and NFP is all about, let them. Again, your snarky predictions of their inevitable failure will only serve to further damage your credibility—it will not deter them. Also, ask yourself: why are you threatened by their desire to put their sexuality in the context of faithful marriage?
I'll be especially interested in Gashwin's take on this, or comments of anyone who recently spent time in a youth group/young adult group.

One of those memes

I go this from my brother via email. He writes:

You know, I don't normally send out stuff like this. However, I thought it might be fun.
The meme originator adds in lots of initial caps:
And Send It Back To Me So I Can See Your Answers. The Theory Is That You Will Learn A Lot Of Little Known Facts About Those You Know. ?
So, the meme is that you'll delete my answers and email, write, post your own. It's a bit long, but more thoughtful than some others I've seen.

You could merely think of different answers and keep your adventures to yourself, if you'd prefer. If you opt to create your own list, leave a note or link in the comments.

Here are my replies, written as if I were still at work, where I was when I received it. I doubt any of this will be little known.
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1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
First name after my Dad's half-brother, middle name after my Mom's sister. My middle name also rhymes with the middle names of my mother and her mother.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
August 2007 at Mom's wedding.

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
no, heavens no.

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Something in the tofurkey family.

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
One 11 year old cat.

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
I hope so -- I really need more friends.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
Ya think?

8. Do you still have your tonsils?
Yes.

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Nope, been through the physical therapy for herniated discs once - not gonna do that again.

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Anything with no sugar added and 20 grams or few or carbs per 3/4 cup serving.

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Only my boots.

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
When I have to be.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Carb-Smart butter pecan from Breyer's

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Height. They are usually sneaking up on me at my office.

15. RED OR PINK?
Pink.

16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
Physical: Asymmetrical features. Other: not gonna say.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
My Dad

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?
Just leave a comment and tell me if you've decided to be this self-revelatory in your blog, Live Journal or Myspace.

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
No pants (!) - grape leaf green crinkle skirt. I was wearing the yellow-ish beige version of these shoes at work when I got this meme. Stocking feet now.

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20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? At work: 100 calorie Oreo snack.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
The hum of my dehumidifier/air purifier, which is the only thing currently moving the hot air in my office.

22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Probably one of the discontinued ones.

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Izzy's cooking, especially sauteed garlic & 'shrooms. Our front porch when I step out just as it begins raining. A fresh jar of peanut butter. Cookies baking. (Sense a theme)

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Someone calling about mononucleosis.

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
Yep.

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
DUKE basketball, baby!

27. HAIR COLOR?
Brown & gray.

28. EYE COLOR?
Hazel

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Trifocal glasses.

30. FAVORITE FOOD?
Thai.

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Documentaries. Truth.

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Once.

33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Pink, lighter pink, even lighter pink, orangey pink, yellow-green striped.

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Spring. Summer if I'm really restricted to the two choices given.

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
Depends - who are you?

36. FAVORITE DESSERT?
Really: Lemon meringue pie. Practically: See answer to #13.

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Izzy?

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
People who don't read the blog.

39. WHAT BOOK(s) ARE YOU READING NOW?
(1) The Bad Catholic's Guide to Good Living. (2) King, Kaiser, Tsar.

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Guidelines for timeliness and completeness of disease reporting.

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
About 75 minutes of the Ken Burns documentary "The War" before falling asleep on the couch for three hours.

42. FAVORITE SOUND?
Harmonies of Gillian Welch & David Rawlings.

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Beatles (esp Paul)

44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME???
Rome.

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
Harmonies, esp when there is no sheet music.

46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Same place my mother was.

47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
The person with the most interesting life, I guess, or the most biting sarcasm.

48. IF YOU COULD CHANGE YOUR JOB/CAREER RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD YOU CHOOSE?
Heiress.

49. WHAT'S THE WORST TROUBLE YOU GOT INTO WHEN YOU WERE A TEENAGER?
Has the statute of limitations expired?

50. ARE YOUR PARENTS DIVORCED?
No. Dad is deceased. Mom re-married recently.

51. DO YOU WISH THEY WERE STILL TOGETHER?
Yes!

52. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU LOVE ABOUT YOURSELF?
I'm in a great relationship that functions as a partnership, team, think tank, comedy/pun club, cuddle fest, and sacrament.

FYI: My answers to #s 17, 50 and 51 are identical to my brother's; 7 & 8 are awfully similar.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Sunday Night Documentary

We're watching the Ken Burns documentary: The War. Looks like it's gonna be at least as good as The Civil War was.

Impressions later.

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Update Monday evening:

Beautifully compiled, well-written, good choices for subjects and voice-overs, interesting choice to focus on four cities...

Anything after the first 75 minutes I'll have to catch on the re-broadcast or download. Apparently, the warm sun as I watched the kiddos playing the tree at Mom's, plus no nap, plus all the sepia pics equals a serious inducement to sleep.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Language Post #3: Arrrrgh!

And I do mean arrrgh (or arrr - whichever ye prefer, matey)! I was stuck in a "Very Important Policy Meeting" all day and had no opportunity to bond with colleagues over grog on this, the International Talk Like a Pirate Day.



So, since I couldn't interject pirate-speak into the pan flu meeting today, I'll take the opportunity to translate into piratese the quote at the bottom of the blog:

Marie, Barone, speaking as a pirate/wench, might say:

Do nay be lettin' a suitchest full o' moldy mil kie be yerrr big forrr kie and spoon, and a bottle of rum!

I have t' set sail now, and a bottle of rum! I be charrrtin' a courrrse t' grrrog a bit rrrum and Diet Coke beforrre supperrr time, and a bottle of rum!
Apparently, all of the translations end with "and a bottle of rum!" Much in life should end that way, do nay ye agrrree, buckos?

Language Post #2: Apostrophe's'

Izzy also directed me to the Grammar Girl collection (Pritcher blogged on this yesterday), hinting that "Someone should blog on this."

While I agree that apostrophe's are way over-u'sed thing's, I fear Grammar Girlz ob'se's'sion with them lead's her a'stray a bit.

Bad Apostrophes:



OK Apostrophes:




(just because someone could become confused is no reason to start forcing people to spell out the entire word "is.")


Worrisome Grammar/Construction:


Let me know which one before you serve me my food. Thank's'.

Language Post #1: Names of Clothes

Having given one of my disposable eddresses to a women's retail & catalogue clothing company (whose stuff I really do like, but do I need daily emails?), I get frequent announcements of great sales.

Whilst scrolling through the site today, I once again notice the imagination required to name all of the clothing. While some name are more descriptive, like "Button Front Dress" (sold out) or "Cropped Pants", most pieces had names like "Delightful Dress" (I own), "Sassy Little Dress" or "Tartan Frock."

My current fave is "Resplendent Jacket." I'm not sure if I'd be worthy to wear it most days.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Kings Mountain: Battlefield Museum & Hike

According to whoever decides such things, the Battle of Kings Mountain, October 7, 1780, was a turning point in the Revolution. It was a decisive battle, where the Tories (loyalists - there were no British soliders here) were defeated by an irregular assemblage of local soldiers, supplemented by "over mountain men" who were angered by British threats on their homes and livelihoods.

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Izzy and I went with a group to Kings Mountain on Saturday. I think we did things in a good order to cement them in our memory:

  1. Visit the museum and look at clothes, armaments, books, other artifacts.

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  3. Hike around the battlefield and see the geographic conditions the soldiers faced, and read a few signs.

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  5. Chill back down in the AC watching a History Channel presentation, with the omnipresent Peter Coyote narrating, and have the artifacts, battle and history presented in one tidy package. In the AC.
Fun & educational. Bonus!
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Uniforms

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Red Coat -- they stayed in Charlotte, miffed at the Scottish Major, who ended up losing this battle.

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Mountain Man / Patriot (paper in hat indicates he is not on side of British)

Armaments

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Breech-Loading Rifle - patented by the doomed Major. It was safer: you didn't have to stand like you did w/muzzle loaders.

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Hike sights & signage

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British (actually Scottish) major who died during this battle

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"Evil be to him who thinks evil of it"

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More Monuments

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Americans

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Erected by the DAR
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Really awful name for a soldier

Cool spiderweb

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Kings Mountain Ride: Riding as Metaphor

Last Saturday, we arose many, many hours earlier than my usual awakening time, and met some other bikers at a nearby truckstop. We rode from there to another truck stop, where we picked up some more guys, and headed up towards Kings Mountain.

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From the time we left the 2nd truck stop, until we got home, we got next to no direction from the ostensible "Ride Leader," who relied on people keeping up.

There was beautiful scenery on then trip, and we had a good time touring the National Military Park's museum and hiking around the battlefield.

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What I found most interesting from the day was the Darwinism of some of the guys. "Oh, we lost someone? There were how many people in the group? Hmmmm..." I guess the idea is that if you get separated, you're still out in the middle of nowhere riding on a Saturday, and that can't be a bad thing.

Then there was the 40+ mile stretch going the wrong way, and realizing that the leaders really didn't know where they were going. There was another stretch, back & forth over the NC/SC border, looking for an exit that didn't exit, for a road that didn't cross the interstate, to find a restaurant someone had heard about at a gas stop. Izzy's understatement was great: "It could have been better planned."

In the interests of full disclosure, I should admit that aimless meandering is one of my favorite ways to drive. I just never try it when someone is following me to somewhere.

In the demi-quiet that comes from loud wind noises in the helmet and iffy radio reception, I had lots of time to think and reflect during our 240 mile ride. I was stressed for the lost guys, even though I was never personally at risk for being lost. I finally realized that I wasn't in the driver's seat, that I had no control over where we were going, that people with cell phones can take care of themselves, and that I could work on relaxing. I prefer far more order than I was being offered; and I was reminded of Jesus' words to Peter:

Amen, amen, I say to you, when you were younger, you used to dress yourself and go where you wanted; but when you grow old, you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go.
I'm certainly NOT comparing following someone without a map to martyrdom. But for someone who really, really likes to be in control of things, or at least to know everything that is going to happen, it reminded me that sometimes you are called just to sit back and observe the ride.

Even more metaphor:

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When I'm on the bike excursions, I can only ever see about 1/3rd of what is up ahead at any one time. It's a function of the giant helmets on the giant heads, and placement of the bike seats. I've learned in 20+ years to accept the limited vision and to plan to work around it to get semi-decent pix. I'm a lot less sanguine when it comes to accepting decreased vision/understanding of my life and circumstances.

Sometimes I blog to tell a story. Sometimes it's to write mini-sermons to myself so I won't forget what I learned in those rare moments of quiet, when God is able to get my attention.

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Pics from the ride (mine, Izzy's pics of the hike follow/precede?). More at the Flickr site. I set the camera on "vivid" - I think that's what I got.

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How do we get us one of these signs?

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Not in our group, but definitely having fun on a Saturday

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Mmmmm, shiny....

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Mmmmm, shiny.... Awwww, closed!

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Cool barn

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4 bikes behind us

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3 bikes ahead of us

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Me & Izzy

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Maybe they went that-a-way

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This is not westbound on Hwy 11. Not.