end of July —
hearing the cicadas
above the traffic
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end of July —
dog waiting for cars
in the shade
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end of July —
rust on the gate creaks
Posts tagged car
Twitter Updates for 2008-07-23
- sitting with computer on the back porch. #
- butterfly buzzes the dog #
- wondering if this twitter bubble will burst, or will something else come along and steal its thunder, or will it just die a slow death… #
- and trying to care.. #
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Join the dots: how to think about cars.
A long but good essay on thinking about cars the same way you think about networs…
blog.thoughtwax.com » Join the dots
Sitting in a soul-destroying traffic jam in Moate the other day, I realised that the design of cars is basically broken:
More food for thought
Or, why you should be careful what you wear, and the mystery of how murderous thugs become fashion statements.
Commentary: T-shirt depicts ‘pathetic and brutal legacy’ – CNN.com
How Che became such a revered superhero of the hard-core left is laughable. First of all, he wasn’t even a good revolutionary. He failed in his attempt at world revolution almost as badly as communism has failed in the places it was actually tried.
“This is a history of a failure” is how he himself described his efforts in the Congo. He was killed in Bolivia, trying to fire up another failure of a war. Earlier, he even managed to drop his gun and shoot himself in the face.
(from Glenn Beck)
Letters from Paradise
Well, okay, Letters from Chautauqua. But I love it here. I haven’t updated as much because, well, nothing happens in paradise, does it? That’s rather the definition of paradise: always the same loveliness.
But tomorrow is the trip home, and to always the same… unloveliness? No, that’s not what I mean. But there will be two cats, and two dogs (we get to take care of Beatrix the Chihuahua for Peter till his return) and whatever stuff else gets thrown our way. So, the usual usual.
No notes from the road, probably.
Sun at last. Sunny days as a habit.
I could get used to these sunny days here at the lake. But we are at the highlight of summer here. It will not get better, and that implies that the weather will slowly get worse, and the sunlight less, here on in.
To the end of storing up memories for later, I have been listening a lot to the local birds. One wren and one cardinal in the neighborhood regularly duke it out over territory around dinnertime. They haven’t started it up for today, as of this writing.
There used to be several (at least 3) crows around the house, too. They haven’t been seen lately. There isn’t too much road-kill around this part of Chautauqua.
Rain again, again.
One notable thing about this particular vacation of ours here in Chautauqua is the rain and cold. I’ve never known Chautauqua to be an oven in the summer, but warm, definitely. And never quite so much rain. If I were paranoid, and a follower of a failed Democratic candidate for president, I’d think it was all my fault, somehow.
I mean, I still drive a Volvo with a regular gas-eating, internal combustion engine. And what a lovely engine it is! Never gives me a lick of trouble, and looks good while not giving me any trouble.
I’m sorry… I just can’t believe in global warming today. I wish I had a raincoat.
Words of One Syllable Dept.
I couldn’t resist this one…
News of the Weird Daily
A woman in Utah was in her car when the battery died, and she didn’t know how to manually unlock the door; police arrived but had to call her on her cell phone to tell her where the lock was
