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  • The Perfume of Serious Welding Has Been Wafting the Air

    Oh, this has been going on a while, hasn’t it. On March 14 I blogged about a pipe feeding the radiant heaters that had apparently busted in our kitchen wall, in January, and how it was humidly wrecking havoc on the kitchen with steam pouring through the wall, peeling paint etc. And it couldn’t be…

  • THE DALAI LAMA AT CENTENNIAL PARK IN ATLANTA

    THE DALAI LAMA AT CENTENNIAL PARK IN ATLANTA

    It had been drizzling so I didn’t pack the camera when we walked from Midtown to Centennial Park to hear the Dalai Lama. Thus, the only pic I’ve to offer is the below one taken with my cellphone. H.o.p. brought his camera but he took pics of the kids playing next to us. Another reason…

  • VENUS AND ADONIS

    Venus and Adonis Washington Road, Augusta, Georgia Oct 2007 Light box enlargement Marty’s mother lives in Augusta and we were down there yesterday for her birthday. The Venus and Adonis hairstyling palace is representative of Washington Road, the main drag down to the Augusta National Golf Course where The Masters is held. If I remember…

  • OCMULGEE EXCURSION

    Ocmulgee Mound, Oct 2007 Lightbox enlargement For years I’ve been saying we needed to go to the Ocmulgee Mounds Site but whenever the subject came up it would always be summer and we’re not so stupid to go trekking around mounds in the soul-withering, baking hot, Macon Georgia clime. We figured October would be good.…

  • SPELLING LESSON

    Marty’s the one doing H.o.p.’s spelling lesson tonight. So, I’m sitting here reading and I hear behind me: Marty: Union. Union. He joined a labor union to try to get better pay for all workers. H.o.p.: No, no. How about instead, “The Nature Team is a union of freedom to escape the atomic bomb”. I…

  • Sorry, no photos

    Young son will hopefully now think twice about leaving things scattered all about. “You need to pick all this up,” I said and said again. Then rammed my foot right into a dumbbell of mine he’d taken from next to my desk and left lying in the middle of the floor. Ripped a toenail right…

  • The Child Experiments with Flying, 2007

    The Child Experiments with Flying, 2007

    The Child Experiments with Flying, 2007 View On White H.o.p. says hello to an old friend of mine, as he flies from the sofa.

  • Unbalanced

    Thursday we were listening to Beethoven’s 7th symphony as done by the Orchestra of the 18th Century, conducted by Frans Bruggen. Just beautiful. Which means I rented “Zardoz” through Netflix. Had not seen it in a long while and had forgotten how bad much of it is. Marty is encouraging me to send it back…

  • GIVE A NICE WELCOME TO JERRY AND SARAH

    We draped a towel over the hermitage last night to make sure Jerry had appropriate darkness (the room was lit) and this morning when I took off the covering the back climbing wall had fallen over. The crab was solidly tucked away in its shell but there was sand in its food dish so it…

  • THERE IS NO ICE IN GOLF HEAVEN

    Holy hell. The Arctic ice cap has collapsed at an unprecedented rate this summer and levels of sea ice in the region now stand at a record low, scientists said last night. Experts said they were “stunned” by the loss of ice, with an area almost twice as big as Britain disappearing in the last…

  • Animated Shorts – This is Where We Stop Entertaining Each Other #2

    Animated Shorts – This is Where We Stop Entertaining Each Other #2

    (or) This way to the Underworld #2 “This is where we stop entertaining each other” (or) This Way to the Underworld #2 Animated shorts series 12 by 12 inches J Kearns 2007 Lightbox enlargement There are two artists in house and one is looking for the “right red” On the floor in here are all…

  • Is Just Plain Insipid Enough to Elicit Tears?

    Have been working on the website revision and while working I’ve been listening to an XM channel on the Direct TV that H.o.p. had turned on to help him sleep. It’s mostly very soothing, fairly insipid synth harpy windy music. We’re not talking Brian Eno. Mostly meandering stuff, very even in temper, and sometimes tinkly…