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September 10, 2008

Everybody Loves a Duck



I can think of a humdinger of a caption, but....

September 9, 2008

Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash



At the Grand Ol' Opry-1968

Video has annotations.

List Universe Widget



A nifty widget from one of my favorite websites. The List Universe. The code can be altered to match your website or blog, as well as width and height. There is also an RSS feed and a Dashboard widget for Macs.

I get a kick out of reading the comments that follow each new list, especially if the list has some debatable entries. Some of them become controversial even when they're not intended to be. It's funny to me how defensive some folks can be over their favorite author, book or even movies that are put on a "worst" list.

There are quite a few lists on the site, and I often like to select a random list to peruse.

September 8, 2008

Light My Fire - The Doors

What Felony Are You?



You Are Arson



No doubt about it, you have a serious destructive streak. You can't help it!

Sometimes you just get so frustrated with the world, and you have to let your aggression out

You have a notoriously bad temper. You are obsessed with getting your revenge.

You are obviously a pyromaniac, whether you realize it or not. It feels great to watch something burn.

plaintive

Today's Word of the Day (feed in right-hand column)

plaintive \PLAYN-tiv\, adjective:
Expressive of sorrow or melancholy; mournful; sad.


I was thinking of this very word just the other day, wondering when the sandhill cranes and geese will be heading back South. It shouldn't be much longer.

For the most part, I enjoy this time of year...football season, the kids are back in school and not playing in the streets (don't mind 'em playing, just don't wanna run over one of 'em), it's much cooler, but when the birds start migrating, the geese spreading across the sky in a ragged "V" formation, the cranes continuously honking at each other, it makes me a little sad.

That might be some sort of "genetic memory", a harbinger of bad weather to come, one of nature's warnings that our ancient ancestors used to mark the seasons. I feel the exact opposite when I hear the migration as it heads North for the summer; it makes me happy that winter is over, that spring has sprung and the flowers will soon be blooming.

I don't know if cranes and geese are showing emotion with their squawks and honks as they fly far overhead. I would like to think so, that they're joyous at being able to winter in warmer climes. Still, the sound is "plaintive" to me.

I really don't like winter, it makes me sad.