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2009.12.07 06.02 neat 555 KUBIK | facade projection | from urbanscreen on Vimeo. http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap0912 Music: big yellow joint, big yellow joint... |
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2009.12.06 13.07 Photo Update: EotL: November  ( Read more... ) Mood:  bouncyMusic: villemann og manhild, trio mediaeval |
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2009.11.24 06.31 "do i look like Ms. Obama?" |
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2009.11.24 06.08 http://news.yahoo.com/s/usnews/2009 "Representative George Miller, the California Democrat who requested the GAO investigation, says he is considering legislation that will freeze executive compensation if the company's rank-and-file pension plan becomes significantly underfunded. "It is fundamentally wrong that executives were able to line their pockets with millions of dollars from bonuses, stock options, and free joyrides on corporate jets, while watching their workers' retirement security slip into peril," says Miller. "Executive compensation and golden parachutes should be aligned to the fate of workers' retirement plan. This will create an incentive for executives to fix workers' pension plans before they go broke." YES! Mood:  awake
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2009.11.19 12.35 Karaoke in Gotham              Mood:  thoughtfulMusic: liquid |
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2009.11.19 11.57 look at my snots! Mood:  accomplishedMusic: butterfly boucher |
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2009.11.16 22.03 i don't know how i didn't see this commercial before, but a search for a *different* Johnnie Walker commercial led me to it...lovely! The video I was looking for is this one: It reminded me of the Levis one that I see all the time, with the voiceover...interesting. Liechtenstein Halloween Costumes, way cool: http://costumenetwork.com/MainGallery/a Also, Fight Club Turns 10 tomorrow. Music: meet me on the equinox- death cab for cutie |
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2009.10.28 09.11 "You Get the Impression that the Dead are Rising Against Us because.. We Deserve It..."  So, none of these are new ideas, or particularly mine, but I've been kicking them around in conversation lately, so here we go... Jedimentat's Take on Why Vampires/Zombies are So Popular Right Now: Zombies: I agree the most with some of the below notes/blather, with these as my top underlying reasons: 1.) "…The idea of being overwhelmed by stinking masses, of being forced into a way of life (or death) we would not choose for ourselves (and the inevitability of this, the slow futile battle of a few holdouts against it) 2.) "dumb, disorganized automata whose only desire is to eat the living." This kind of ties into Number 1, but I'd say it's more of a reaction to mindless consumerism, rather than a basic reaction against succumbing to a way of life, and recognizing the sicker, spiritually-poor aspects of consumerism and materialism. (sorry, i can't turn off bold text grrr) 3.) “The flesh,” he writes, “is simply a reminder of our own mortality. The younger and prettier it is, the more poignant the realization of its eventual death, decay, and destruction." And Number Three, a reaction against our "death-denying" culture, a culture that sticks its old people into nursing homes, mocks and devalues the old instead of venerating wisdom, hangs onto youth kicking and screaming and battling against aging with plastic surgery, devours its young by way of better-faster-younger-hotter-more; and ignores thoughts of mortality by clinging to spiritually-empty cultural ephemera that glorifies self and glam and denies that it will come to an eventual end. Zombie movies are our unconscious memento mori, the skull on our cultural desk that we'd like to ignore but are drawn to examine with unnerved horror and a sort of glee. bah: http://blog.deeperquestions.com/blog/?p=6 better: http://www.reason.com/news/show/118315.h The Cliff Notes: "Ever since George Romero’s genre-creating Night of the Living Dead in 1968, and especially since Romero’s overtly political 1978 masterpiece Dawn of the Dead, highbrow revolutionary theorizing has stalked this graveyard of lowbrow pleasures. In his 1979 study The American Nightmare: Essays on the Horror Film, the esteemed cineaste Robin Wood declared that the zombie’s cannibalism “represents the ultimate in possessiveness, hence the logical end of human relations under capitalism.” J. Hoberman and Jonathan Rosenbaum’s 1983 study Midnight Movies called Night of the Living Dead “a remarkable vision of the late sixties, offering the most literal possible depiction of America devouring itself.” "...that the living dead “represent, on a metaphorical level, the whole dead weight of patriarchal consumer capitalism.." "Apocalyptic and piously disdainful of the carnal realities of human life, zombie cinema is a shocking, uproarious meditation on the nature of death—on what, if anything, we owe to the dead." "Night of the Living Dead had a budget of $114,000, jarringly violent content (though its intestinal tug-of-war and close-up cannibalism may seem tame to today’s viewers), and a punkish nihilism: It is equally unkind to media, military, and police authorities and to its own heroes—parents trying to protect an injured child, a goodhearted young couple, and a likable hero who survives the night only to be mistaken for a zombie and killed by sheriff’s deputies. The plot is elegantly simple. For reasons never fully explained, recently deceased bodies return to life in order to devour the living, and several strangers barricade themselves in a deserted farmhouse in a doomed attempt to survive the onslaught." "..You get the impression that the dead are rising against us because, in some general way, we deserve it." "Romero’s zombie follow-ups featured increasingly direct political content. The epic-scaled 1978 Dawn of the Dead moved the action to a shopping mall for a grisly satire of consumer culture; the most brain-dead viewer couldn’t miss the meaning of those zombies shambling dimly to the elevator music and eating intestines outside the Thom McAn shoe store." "Nearly all these films follow, with one or two modifications, the same basic ground rules. The recently deceased return as slow, weak, dumb, disorganized automata whose only desire is to eat the living. Despite their many deficiencies, they have numbers on their side. A bite from a zombie is always fatal, and death means you too will come back as one of them. The setting is nearly always apocalyptic, with the heroes learning through radio or TV broadcasts that the dead are rising not just in their neck of the woods but all over the country. The only way to put a zombie down is to destroy its brain. A geographical constant puts settlers in an isolated outpost (farmhouse, pub, voodoo church, downtown Pittsburgh), where they bicker, weaken, and are finally overwhelmed—making the genre a sort of anti-western that reverses the process of bringing civilization to a savage land." "…The idea of being overwhelmed by stinking masses, of being forced into a way of life (or death) we would not choose for ourselves, lies at the maggot-infested heart of the original Dead trilogy.” “The flesh,” he writes, “is simply a reminder of our own mortality. The younger and prettier it is, the more poignant the realization of its eventual death, decay, and destruction." "Ironically, the zombie, a creature that negates the finality of death, is a dramatic reminder of the physical permanence of mortality." "The spectacle of an advanced society laid low by a Third World catastrophe is the zombie film’s stock in trade —the “return of the repressed” in a modern, death-denying culture." "The zombie embodies the greatest horror of death: the inescapable sameness of it. In the end, the grasping, hungry, rotten legions of the living dead are not so different from W.M. Thackeray’s description of the garden-variety dead: “Good or bad, handsome or ugly, rich or poor, they are all equal now.”  VAMPIRES: Recently, Concord000 linked to a short article on male/female preferences for zombies and vampires..http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/10/27/tf.w (Of course, we discussed how vampires were/are popular because of the more open sort of sexuality that you can have with a "monster" in "fantasy" than you can openly in "real life"...exploring the darker and more kinky side of sexuality, etc...from Bram Stoker's time, the 1950s, now....and that factors into it, but...) I think it's also a younger gen reaction to a subconscious realization that the old are preying on the young, in ways in which we can't begin to understand or control. Idea: that vampires are ancient, powerful...they've been around the block for centuries, are founts of knowledge and understanding about a complex world, and immortal and in control. Regular "young" humans desire and seek this; this age-bought wisdom about a world that takes a long time to learn/accrue, which could be wonderfully transmitted, along with immortality (fame? wealth?) by the vampire's kiss, and transmission of this power/gift. I think it plays into the Baby Boomer youth-envying, death-denying culture as well, but also the Gen X-and-younger's desire to gain power/wealth/fame/beauty/understanding, and some measure of control, instead of being just more prey to a gerontocracy. Maybe that sounds crazy, I dunno. I think of the Britney/Madonna kiss, and of Lady Bathory.  Music: rain rain rain rain rain |
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2009.10.18 12.16 Anti-Consumerism Movies So, been thinking of this for a while (and it probably exists on the web somewhere already, in more detailled and considered form), but here is mine-and-kingfox's list of "Movies that React to an Overly Consumerist Society": Fight Club Office Space Wall-E Idiocracy Joe versus the Volcano Mosquito Coast They Live! (I haven't seen this one yet, but after hearing kingfox's description, i think i have to buy it) Mr and Mrs. Smith Point Break Brazil Time Bandits Demolition Man Dawn of the Dead and the Resident Evil movies (see my later rant on vampires and zombies) 300 (says I) Network American Beauty (bits) Falling Down (bits) Clockwork Orange (kingfox disagrees with this one) Overboard (kingfox submittal) The Matrix (bits) The Lorax (you need a thneed) Swimming with Sharks For Richer For Poorer (kingfox submission, haven't seen it) I'm sure there's more, but there's our starter list... Mood:  annoyed
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2009.10.18 09.28 Events of the Life, October Weekend Pics Pics from last weekend and this weekend...  Last weekend, I dragged kingfox up to Old Croton Dam, to preview the upcoming hike. (I didn't know *exactly* where people would be going; and while I don't mind leading 5 or so astray (and have, (Mainetrips!)), if there are closer to 20 counting on me for directions, I decided that I had better scout and plan ahead a bit more!) Fall was peaking so it was lovely... My last camera gave up the ghost, so I got to play with my new one... here's a church detail from a church in Briarcliff Manor, NY.  Shot of the Croton Dam from below( Read more... ) Mood:  fullMusic: hans zimmer batman dark knight returns soundtrack |
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2009.09.12 23.30 EotL and assorted webstuff a few good nightmares of car crashes *and* moto accidents make me think that i should stop commuting on Rt. 78 and go back to taking backroads for a while...school started, busy busy; "Inglourious Basterds" laaaaate at HQ Mall with runstaverun and kingfox; empanadas; lots and lots of driving; ticking off massive to-do lists; walking around Clinton-town today in the rain with kingfox, investigating a caterer (there are pics in captivity on kf's camera and website, waiting to be tagged ;) trying to get back in the swing of the new schedule. already have first headcold of the season, of course. here's some webstuff: The Prisoner: of course, i miss Patrick McGoohan, and technicolor Portmeiron, and the new environs make me think that Jawas are going to come crawling out of the rocks, but still...Be Seeing It, soon! Lengthy Prisoner preview, here: http://www.amctv.com/videos/the-prisone re-posted; cutest vid ever: Dam accident in Russia: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/0 Mood:  calmMusic: best of the animals |
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2009.08.26 00.29 EotL so that 7 am wakeup time, all this week? not happenin' so far...I am *so* screwed... Today: met with two lovely bridesmaids, and went to play with bridesmaid dress fashions...made them try on at least 50 dresses of various colors and styles, and it was fun...fortunately, both models are beautiful, patient, practical, and made great points about each dress. Then, took them out to lunch at Chipotle, and sat outside for an afternoon of chatting and planning and chatting. Then, off to a possible reception venue to run down menu options with kingfox and the 'rents, then chill dinner with them; the first time we've ever all gone out to eat together, surprisingly. Then, stuck in traffic on 78 Westbound, as all lanes merged down to one and turned a half hour drive into an hour plus...blech. at least i got to chat on the phone with a buddy, headsetless in the stop-and-go. off to bed. slightly worried, b/c I did a bootless day, on feet from 1 pm onward, and boy do I feel it. (i should ice it right now but i'm too lazy to do stairs again). the schoolyear is going to be a real bear. other detrius: plugged in minifridge, up in apartment, with "thinspiration" pics and motivational sayings on the front. hopefully food isolation will prevent late-night rampages and raids downstairs for anything containing sugar. Mood: hyperMusic: my own personal techno composition in my head |
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2009.08.24 22.12 It's exactly what the Beach Boys said.  post soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eEWcS9f4  Kingfox took me to Blizzcon last week!  Well, technically, not to the WoW conference proper, but, since he already had the hotel and rental car, he picked up an extra plane ticket, and I got a quick jaunt to the Left coast with my fiancee.  We were in Anaheim, which is full of hotels and convention centers and stadiums and theme parks (Disneyland, Knott's Berry Farm, Legoland, etc). Not the most picturesque part of the state, but since I have already been to LA on a free trip from an internet contest like six years ago with my sis-in-law and seen Santa Monica and all the Hollywood stuff, I was mostly content to sit by the pool, enjoying the sun, and reading all of the "True Blood" Sookie Stackhouse books (although the thought of a segway tour was really tempting, http://www.segwow.com/tours.htm C'mon!) here's a shot of the disarray of my purse, stuffed with Charlaine Harris  We stayed at the sign of the Red Lion, which was nice...good pool, IHome dock in the rooms so that I could actually play Beach Boys as my own personal trip-soundtrack, and a great backyard-view of the nightly Disneyland fireworks from our window. The first night, we just silently sat and watched the fireworks together, ooohing and aaaahhing. The second night, I was by myself, but I played Bear McCreary's 'Passaglia' on my Ipod and sat with a glass of wine, watching them a second time (the display ended perfectly in time with the music...I *love* that!) I hope to never get blase about fireworks, even nightly ones. the hotel pool, which had these kickass "fire-pits" which stayed open til after 11 pm...  kingfox, giving me the rundown on the conference  The first evening, I convinced the boys that it was an imperative to watch the sun sink into the Pacific, so we drove the rental car down to Huntington Beach, and made it just about in time. I loved Huntington Beach, because every ten feet or so, there were concrete bonfire receptacles, and people would just gather around a bonfire and chat, long into the night. It would take me a long, long time to get sick of bonfires on the beach.   (here's a blurry shot but you can see the bonfires dotting the beach):  Later, on my own (this didn't feel weird, because I spent massive amounts of time in Shanghai au seulement), I drove back to Huntington Beach to survey it by day. I walked for a few miles up and down, checking out the coastline, the boardwalk, and the shops. There was a Duke's surfer restaurant there (Gail and I went to the one in Malibu last time in CA, and I love surfer culture...can't help it!), and lots of surf shops and whatnot.   i got this giant pina colada "shaved ice" at the place below, and to my embarrassment, it was bright "pee" yellow...it looked like i was eating a giant cone of urine. mmmm! but look, only $36 to rent a surfboard for the day...  I also checked out a few shopping malls in the Anaheim area, but didn't spend too much time there ('end of summer' means that my "financial gaslight" is on, so it was strictly window-shopping for me), I was there relatively early in the afternoon, and the outdoor malls felt really deserted and surreal, as though I was in a Twilight Zone set in 1999   Above, one of kingfox's faves, "In 'N Out" Burger, which i had never had before. Anaheim is LOADED with burger joints...i don't understand how they all manage to stay in business...people must really eat tons and tons and tons of burgers (and tacos) there. Other Highlights: finally got to meet the mysterious Ogun, close friend of kingfox's...over the phone. also got to hang with some WoW players and creators, and watch some funny karaoke in a private hotel-bar party in the lovely Santa Ana hotel (Vanilla Ice and Sir Mixalot turn out to be the "classics" of our age-set). also got to have glowing drinks at the Rainforest Cafe with the terrific Texan guildie of kingfox's, Sujin. mmmm, also, jalapeno rings at "Del Taco"....so painful, so good! i also really noticed all the botany of the area this time around; really appreciated the palm trees...I'd love to have some in NJ! here's a closeup of a palm trunk  kingfox and sujin at huntington beach:  "My mother always said there was no such thing as monsters, no real ones, anyway. Why do they tell children that?" here's a shot of the Rainforest Cafe giftshop with a giant talking tree-face..truly, a shop of horrors:  back at midnight last night, smooth flight. played with the nephhey and niece today, took a driveway walk in the golden afternoon with them and mom.  right now: eating stale tortilla lime chips and watching BSG: Razor. i love the summer. neat moon out tonight. (oh, and I admit to looking at the sunset above the surf and having my own 'Twin Suns' moment, with the music swelling in my head and the wind in my face. worth the plane ride just for that.)  Music: pineapple princess by annette funicello, thanx kikibird... |
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2009.08.18 16.47 contest ...can't resist contests... http://www.bodybyvictoria.com/ Victoria's Secret contest--write what you love about your body, include a pic, and you win flight, accomodation, and $500 shopping spree at VicSec *and* $500 spending cash... I'd enter for just the spree and the cash, but I so abhor my body right now that I can't even make up any plausible-sounding, cute lies about it...so, passing it on! If you win, please buy me something black n'lacy! ;) Mood:  naughtyMusic: slumdog soundtrack again |
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2009.08.18 14.42 Team Eric, all the way... ref: True Blood  |
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2009.08.18 13.35 vocal therapy notes, et al. so, had two doctors' appointments in one day yesterday...(this really turned out to be the "Summer of the Doctor's Office"). The first was at 9 am, out near my house. When kingfox proposed, and we put the ring on, we noticed that my right (wrong hand, later informed!) ring finger had a tumor on the inside, near the base of the finger. Once aware of it, I couldn't stop feeling it, and it even hurt, so I made an appointment to see what's up. (Cancer? Am I dying? ::dramatic hand over forehead and semi-swoon!::) The doc looked at it for a microsecond, was like, "Oh, no problem, it's a ganglious tumor and they happen all the time to people...you can either ignore it, we can pop it now with a needle, or you can wait til it gets really big and bothersome and have surgery." I opted for the needle, even though I have a significant and embarrassing fear of needles from early childhood trauma, etc etc...and it hurt like blazes! I didn't look, but I asked what came out when he popped it, pus? blood? what? And he said, "It's like gel." Gel? What am I, a sneaker? I know blood, lymph, pus, saliva, urine...all fluids of the body...never knew about 'gel.' Thanks, doc. Then I asked what causes such tumors. "Oh, lots of things, there's lots of theories," he answered dismissively. Trauma/Abuse? Hitting something really hard? Disease? Viruses in the body? Seriously, tell me some of the theories, doc, don't tell me to not worry my pretty little head about it---was what I was thinking, but then I decided I would just look it up on the Internet myself, later. Thank goodness for the Internet,(truth, freedom, and all manners of entertainment) and screw you, Doc. (A day later, with the bruising going down, I realize that he didn't even puncture it and get it properly, and it's still there. ARGH!! I think I'll do it myself, with a needle, once the other bruising is gone completely. Not wasting time sitting in offices, driving there, dealing with all that insurance paperwork, for *that* nonsense. I'll get the 'gel' out myself. Humph.) So, that was Appointment Number One. Out of the way, (but original problem not solved, darn his eyes.) For Number Two, I had to drive to NYC...it was my long-awaited vocal therapy appointment. ((Now, I realize, Dear Reader, that this is probably interesting to no one but me, but remember that this is also a journal, so I write a lot here so that I actually *remember* what happened...so, a lot of this entry is for those purposes, so forgive and go read something else if bored.)) Stopped off in Hoboken, to check in on kingfox, who was laid mighty low by a malicious stomach virus, then headed in on the PATH. Earlier in the summer, I had met with my otolaryngologist, to do our semi-annual checkup, and to talk about how concerned I was about my recent vocal quality. From at least the winter of this past schoolyear, onwards, my voice steadily declined, and by the end of the school year, I found myself actually sitting back and not participating in casual conversations and dreading phone calls, because of the vocal effort it would expend...My voice (and hey, I know, I'm grateful to have one at all, after all it's been through), would often crack, quaver like an old woman's, and give out by the end of a school day, I struggled for any sort of tonal control, and my throat would feel tight and tense from overuse, and I'd often touch my throat while talking to get a little bit more out of it, and, most noticable to me, I'd have to use increasing amounts of breath to produce sound. All very troubling, especially since I'm a teacher, who talks all day and often has to yell above the voices of middle-school students. Anyways, while clear of disease, my doc suggested that declining vocal quality was probably due to overuse and sort of vocal aging, vocal fold scarring (no surprise there), etc, and gave me a referral to the Vocal Therapist in their offices at Cornell-Weill, so that I could try to halt some of the decline and work on strenghtening. So, my appointment was finally yesterday. It was really, really delighting. My new vocal therapist is named Fritzy (not how you spell it), and she's Norweigian, and is just a supersmart, practiced expert that I immediately had no doubts about listening to. She's short, blonde, and speaks in a melodic, calm voice, and, after having me speak for a while, immediately could diagnose issues and distinguish between anatomical vocal damage, and the behavioral damage that I regularly inflict due to ways that I've learned to talk and cope with my voice (I was born with laryngeal papilloma, which were discovered and were extremely active/aggressive as I was 3 years old and learning to talk). *She* was excited, because, in her words, I was a "VIP patient" of my doc's (lab rat, I tell you), not her usual opera-singer-or-rockstar-patient, and also I had undergone all sorts of experimental vocal procedures that she had gotten to read about and often observe during her schooling, so she was not only super sympathetic, but also truly *understood* everything that I recounted, both about medical history, and resulting vocal problems, etc. It was really refreshing and affirming and productive, and I learned a lot from our session, and I'm still feeling happy and buzzed from it today. Some things I learned, and lists of what I need to remember and do: I clear my throat a *lot* before I speak, not due to dryness or dust or anything like that, but because the sort of mucous-membranes that cover "normal" vocal folds have been so damaged, that I've always had my vocal cords sending signals of "trouble! clear your throat!" to my brain (something I wouldn't ever have known, since I've done it like for forever), and of course, clearing your throat all the time is not good for your vocal cords. While I'll always have a raspy, unpredictable, gravelly, lower and softer voice from previous damage, I also have a lot of "bad" vocal behaviors to unlearn. This was interesting, helpful, and is going to be extremely difficult to unlearn. Such as: 1.) My everyday speech contains what is called a "glottal fry" at the end of nearly every sentence or phrase (whatever the 'final' syllable is of what I'm saying). This is like a low purr or rumble, stressful for the cords...I do it all the time. 2.) Make a "hutt!" sound like footballers in a huddle. Do you feel a sort of stop-gap in the beginning of the word, a tightness in your throat? Hard to describe, but I do that sort of stopgap thing at the beginning of each word that begins with a vowel. stressful for the cords. 3.) In a sentence or phrase, I often stop (we all do), but I don't take a breath, I carry on from the stop. stressful for the cords. (In general, I need to remember to somehow take continuous breaths in a sentence. difficult to unlearn and do). So, those are some of the diagnosed bad vocal behaviors that we are starting with...I also have to do "voice-friendly" things to minimize damage and stress, (and boy don't I wish that I had known all this some time ago!) such as: only having like 2 standard cups of caffeine a day, avoiding citrus and milk and soda/seltzer and a lot of alcohol, because all of those things cause reflux (even if it's not noticeable or recognizable to the point of say, my dad's acid reflux which he takes Prilosec for, etc, it's still present and vocally damaging/a vocal irritant). I also have to drink like 3 large water bottles a day ("sip-swish-swallow!"), try to avoid yelling or overuse (ha!), and she recommended "steaming" twice a day. "Do you have access to a steam room?" (like I said, Norweigian). I guess I can use a bowl-and-towel, or even a Neti pot. That's mostly it...aside from all the friendly chatting and banter. I love her! yay! So, I have things to work on. A lot of hard-to-recognize things and ingrained behaviors, but I guess it's a start, and it feels empowering to at least have some things to do and try, instead of starting off the school-year with dread and waiting for the decline. She also recommended that I get a voice teacher that works with singers, to do a few sessions. (Anyone know a good one? thanks in advance!) Well, that's it...no pics for you (I have relevant throat-pics, but damned if I post them!)..instead you can have this relevant animated gif of robotic vocal cords that were developed by scientists. strangely sexual and hypnotic. there you go!  Packing today, off to LA with kingfox for the rest of the week, back Sunday. Ciao! Mood: calmMusic: outdoor noises on the patio...yay summer! |
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2009.08.09 14.18 Events of the (Summer) Life, Part Three Maine    ( Read more... ) |
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2009.08.09 01.24 Events of the (Summer) Life, Part Two lots of pics! This post: NYRF, Summer Storm Damage, and the first part of kingfox and my trip to Nantucket  ( Read more... ) Mood: awakeMusic: green day- peacemaker |
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2009.07.12 14.08 Summer Summary, so far Events of the Life: (*Note: not all pics mine, some borrowed thx) whassup? here's what's been going on for June/July...I'm halfway through my summer, so here's an EotL picture update: School was busy until the end of the year, and weekends were full of fun faire practices:  ( Read more... ) Mood: recumbentMusic: autotune the news #6 |
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2009.07.09 13.03 YA summer reading My reading has taken rather a turn into the schlocky world of pop teen lit (hey, occupational research). spoiler-filled book reviews:    ( Read more... ) Mood: bouncy
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2009.07.02 16.13 107 year old man is cute http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/co Ask Larry Haubner for the secret to living 107 years, and the Fredericksburg man flexes his biceps, flashes a mostly toothless smile and growls. "Nutrition!" he bellows. "Exercise! I think we should all exercise more than we do." Today Haubner seems as vigorous as ever. He takes no medication and can lift his walker over his head. Haubner, who was born June 14, 1902, is blue-eyed and bald and answers to the nickname "Curly." He lived alone in a Fredericksburg apartment until he was 102. Locals knew him as the older fellow often seen cycling around town. But in 2004, he fell off his bike and was taken to a hospital. Haubner's room is spare, furnished mostly with donations. A recliner is flanked by ancient exercise equipment, including a homemade weight -- an eight-kilogram lead ball inside a basket -- that he lifts at least 20 times a day. He worked at a Tacoma lumberyard before enlisting in the Army in his late 30s, then moved to New York to work as a doorman and pursue a dream of singing opera. He had a teacher who believed in him. "She said I had a voice that could make it," he said. But he never sang professionally. Fredericksburg resident Dianne Bachman said she often saw Haubner cycle to the Rappahannock, dismount and croon to the river. "He didn't have to have an audience," she said. a lead ball inside a basket, and singing to the river? cute old coot. |
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2009.07.02 08.24 following up on that Goldman Sachs article: http://www.joncorzine09.com/baracko |
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2009.07.01 20.23 oh, foul! holy crap. article in Rolling Stone re: Goldman Sachs http://d.scribd.com/ScribdViewer.swf?do read the whole thing. so angry. Lightening the mood: internet distraction! Here's a collective wiki version of Pulp Fiction, done in the style of the bard http://pulpbard.wikispaces.com/ and I've been watching a ton of "Mitchell and Webb" and their Peep Show clips on Youtube..here's one along the lines that ive been thinking lately...anyone want to buy a communistic farm? Mood:  enraged
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2009.07.01 10.47 layoff poll Poll #1423745 layoff poll Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 14 How many people personally do you know who have been laid off within the last year?
View Answers none, fortunately i've been laid off two or three friends of mine at least 5 at least 10 nearly 15 people more than 15 Music: l'arlesienne |
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2 (14.3%)