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| Thursday, August 21st, 2008 |
jrittenhouse
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10:44a |
Van Loon exhibit: Longtime readers will recall that I’m a great fan of the Dutch-American author Hendrik Willem Van Loon, a taste that I got from my mom and her brother, my uncle. There’s an online exhibit at the Ohio State University site of Van Loon’s illustrations (crude, but charming) for his best-known work, The Story of Mankind. I always recommend his stuff - dated in many ways, but very neat and clever in many more. |
unclekage
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10:51a |
Health and Welfare Check Though "just" a tropical storm, Fay is still a dangerous weather event with the potential to cause catastrophic damage. Just ask Port St. Lucie on the Florida coast. I phoned Josie DeCarlo and spoke to her for a bit this morning. She's fine; no flooding at her house and she's got power. Anyone else down in Florida care to sound off? |
jrittenhouse
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7:43a |
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jrittenhouse
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6:02a |
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jrittenhouse
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5:40a |
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sraun
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5:21a |
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jrittenhouse
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5:11a |
Emergency run: Had to drop everything and go retrieve Susan from being lost on the interstates. Short version is that Susan was coming back from her business trip with some folks from work, and rather than have her go all the way into the city, I suggested that she get dropped off at a Culver’s (higher-quality fast food chain joint) that Mere and I stopped at on our way north from Champaign - and Susan’s mom and Mere would pick her up from there and bring her home. As this would be in the early afternoon, I figured on staying home and working.
Well, Susan’s mom, who has been having some terrible headaches this week, got back from a quick errand with Mere, and was looking really green and complaining of another one, so I sent her off to nap, and Mere and I dashed out the door to collect Susan. Mere has been SERIOUSLY jonesing for her mom over the last few days - I think it’s emotional leftover from the Sissy trip - and you couldn’t have kept her away from Getting Mommy without the use of the Third Armored Division.
It was only a half-hour drive, and we got there a little early, and Mere was going to park herself in the window at the diner like a mopey dog waiting and watching for its master (which was exactly the position of our two dogs while Susan’s been gone) - and I told her to come over and bring her magazine with her. She did and was into it deep when Susan came in and snuck up behind her. MOMMY! she squealed as Susan made her presence known…. |
filkertom
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6:00a |
Bad Horse, Bad Horrrrse, Bad Horse, Bad Horrrrse His foul association has got its own domain, They'll soon take applications, it'll be insane, As crooks across the nation will try to join in vain, But you might have a chance, of course, To rule the world beside Bad Horse. Bad Horse, Bad Horrrrse, Bad Horse, Bad Horrrrse. The e-mail supplication has not gone live as yet, You'll get more information when there's more to get, So stay tuned to this station they call the Internet, And get your data from the source -- The Thoroughbred of Sin, Bad Horse. |
jrittenhouse
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4:59a |
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jrittenhouse
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4:56a |
And another dark and sinister: Selections from H.P. Lovecraft’s Brief Tenure as a Whitman’s Sampler Copywriter
There is a dimension ruled by a blind caramel God-King who sits on a vast, cyclopean milk-chocolate throne while his mindless, gooey followers dance to the piping of crazed flutes. It is said that there are gateways in our world that lead to this caramel hell-planet. The delectable Caramel Chew may be one such portal.
…thanks to supergee. |
jrittenhouse
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4:52a |
A sports blog I can get behind about the Olympics: Don’t act like you never ate a balanced breakfast with an imaginary talking tiger in the locker room after your hockey games as a kid. Just don’t even go there.
Fourth-Place Medal awaits you. |
jrittenhouse
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4:42a |
Meme on the darn journal / blog's Weirdness contents: Yes, I'm a total whore, I guess: ( Read more... ) |
| Wednesday, August 20th, 2008 |
jrittenhouse
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7:57p |
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mbcrui
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8:24p |
Weird Theft Franklin at The Panopticon reports that The Knitter's Niche in Chicago has experienced a theft-- several beautiful hand knit lace shawls and over $5k in high class yarn... but no cash. The 8 lace stoles stolen include: - a white lace stole with clematis edging
- a capelet of mossy green, hand-dyed kidsilk with ribbon trim
- a stole in grey-beige hand-dyed alpaca
- a shoulder scarf in sage green cashmere
- a stole in rose hand-dyed cashmere/silk
- a stole in pink hand-dyed kidsilk
- a large feather-and-fan stole in variegated red, turquoise and copper bamboo/silk
All of which sound beautiful. However, they represent years and years of work... I don't know what yarn has been stolen, but expect it'll eventually turn up on ebay or a stash reduction list. I've asked for a list and other's have suggested it be posted on Ravelry and other crafting sites and email lists. Let's spread the word amongst the crafting community so this theif doesn't profit from the theft... Current Mood:  crankyCurrent Music: Simple Gifts, an old shaker hymn. |
abpeed
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7:34p |
Oh ghu, I'm slowing down. I'm pretty sure that, although I've never tried this measure before, I used to be wierder than this. So, ABPeed, your LiveJournal reveals...
You are... 0% unique and 38% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy science fiction). When it comes to friends you are normal. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are keen to please. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.
Your overall weirdness is: 37(The average level of weirdness is: 27.
You are weirder than 77% of other LJers.)
Find out what your weirdness level is! Current Mood:  distressedCurrent Music: kidsquabbles |
min8ive
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5:24p |
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qnofhrt
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4:56p |
Reversing entropy at Work The course packet, all 195 pages of it, has been personally delivered to the copy center. Current Mood:  accomplished |
modelmaker
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3:55p |
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billroper
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3:27p |
Things I Didn't Need To Know: #642 One of the dangers of being a guitarist with a recording studio in the basement is that you're always looking for new and interesting ways to make sounds without having to learn an entirely new instrument. This occasionally leads to severe cases of keyboardist envy, given the ways that modern synthesizers can do a pretty good to excellent job of mimicing other instruments in the hands of the well-trained keyboard player. In pursuit of this, I acquired my Godin Multiac Jazz and Roland guitar synthesizer, having been alerted to this combination by that amazingly talented victim of GAS (Guitar Acquisition Syndrome), ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) min0taur. I haven't yet had a chance to spend a lot of time exploring the beast, because of the birth of Katie and the subsequent death of two of the ligaments in my knee. I did get to spend enough time playing it to determine that the combination was cool and that when I played this guitar -- as opposed to the Les Paul that I'd traded for it -- the notes that came out actually sounded like me, instead of someone who was completely clueless trying to figure out what to do with an electric guitar. ;) In similar fashion, Barry's experiments with a pieced-together acoustic baritone guitar led me to have Frankenbass, the electric baritone, assembled from a Fender Telecaster body and a fine Warmoth baritone guitar neck. This turned out to be an eminently successful experiment that even made its way onto catalana's recent album. Yesterday, though, I tripped over a new instrument that I had never seen before. Perhaps Barry has, but -- if not! -- I'm happy to return the favor to him. Behold! The six-string banjo.Fitted with a guitar neck, strung like a guitar, tuned like a guitar, played (more or less) like a guitar. Sounds (more or less) like a banjo. I really didn't need to know this. :) |
mbcrui
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4:27p |
MEME From sraun. I, apparently, am not very weird. Current Mood:  hotCurrent Music: Baseball announcers for Team USA |
rmeidaking
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4:02p |
Socialist activities
A question came up in the course of other conversation: What's the most socialist thing a government could do?
A: Take a whole lot of money and just hand it to people.
Sort of like what the Bush Administration did in April, and that they're thinking about doing again. So much for the Trickle-Down Theory of economics, eh?
I had to write it down before I forgot. Some comedian can have it, free of charge. |
sraun
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1:38p |
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billroper
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1:28p |
Creature of Habit Normally, when I get ready for lunch, I take the ten minute walk to the Buona Beef across the street, order a burger, fries, and drink: total cost $7.14 after our recent sales tax increase. I'm annoyingly predictable. Today, however, I'm still waiting for Godot to deliver the file that I need to do some testing. And since I'm expecting to have a relatively light dinner this evening when daisy_knotwise and I bundle the kids up and head down to Bensenville for the free concert by the Buckinghams (one of the better of Chicago's 1960s rock groups), I figured that what I really wanted was the pizza buffet up at Perry's in Park Ridge. So that's where I went. I had a nice salad from the buffet with their excellent creamy garlic dressing (which I had to ask the waitress for, since there aren't enough slots on the buffet for all the types of dressing), then some sausage and pepperoni pizza. My favorite of Perry's pizzas is the barbeque pizza: sausage, pepperoni, bacon, and onions on barbeque sauce. They haven't had it on the lunch buffet lately, I'm assuming because business has been relatively light and they'd just as soon not put it out to go mostly untouched. But there were a lot of people hitting the buffet today, so the pizza was frequently running out. I heard someone ask when more pizza would be up and the owner told them that there'd be a half-sausage, half-pepperoni and a barbeque pizza up shortly. Cool! I could wait for that. So I watched the horde descend on and demolish the half-and-half when it came out, waiting for the barbeque pizza. The pizza cook put it in the window, I stood up to head for the buffet, the owner picked up the pizza -- And the cardboard circle it was on folded in half, dumping the pizza on the floor. I sat back down. The owner said, "Put another barbeque on." Cool. I could wait for that. And I did, as I read my newspaper. :) It was a rather long and slightly more expensive lunch than usual, not counting the thirty mile round trip on the expressway. But the pizza was good! |
sraun
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5:28a |
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| Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 |
jrittenhouse
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11:21p |
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