Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Dealing With It

Darling Christina has a minor coup on her hands just now after a really not-good morning. I can only imagine the tiresome nature of complaints these days. NO IDEA AT ALL of what life was like and could be again.

Not happy with the rules? Deal with it. Which circles back to Trooper's rude awakening at 2:45a this morning. Yet another teen fatal. A girl, this time. Single car wreck, as usual.

One gets a sort of bleak, dark humor about it, working the same scene over and over. The same kids out well past any sort of reasonable hour. The same Goddamned terrible notification of horrified parents. The same blunt, cold paperwork. And, as I commented, yet another spray painted street and hose job. No, there won't be an open casket. Again.

Kids, stay the fuck home. Can I put it more plainly than that? NOTHING good happens after midnight. And you might think that life is Unfair and you are being Oppressed because you cannot spend the worst hours on the road? That you aren't being allowed to play those odds with your life?

How about being thankful that you've a parent who'd rather have you hating them for a month - even forever - than to have you hosed off a road and out of their lives forever?

Because, really, it gets hard finding places to stow those mental pictures, the echoes of the anguished sobs, after awhile.

But you deal with it.

Oh, Hell, Yes

Brigid yanks it out once again, putting it straight at ya. I am thankful every day that I've found a real Home On The Range Man.

Now, if I could only get my stepdaughter to see the wisdom in it...

Defnitely select the video at the end of the post if you're a fan of Jayne. And who isn't?

Adding Value: great song

Monday, March 30, 2009

Am I Getting Through?

How's this for making a point? I hadn't seen it yet...amusing little prod...

"The Super Bowl XLIII Champion Pittsburgh Steelers, the only team to win six titles, will soon be loosing half of those trophies. After a meeting between NFL Commissioner Rodger Gadel and President Barack Obama, Obama decided to redistribute half of their Steeler Super Bowl victories and trophies to less fortunate teams in the league."

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Am I The Only One...

...who looks at those VFW locations with the aircraft on poles and wonder...

And the tanks...LOL, oh, the lovely tanks...

Boots On The Ground

I know that there are a great many bloggers who rant about Nat'l Guard performing security duties, about dirty LEOs, and wonder what might happen if the time comes to Decide.

Here, it is laid bare.

I can't change anyones mind - I can't offer any proof at all. All I know is from those I've met and maybe I've been damned lucky. But I haven't met anyone in the military or law enforcement who would trash their oath. Not for what stands there, now, in that office.

I can't promise you a damned thing. But you'd be fools to think they'll all follow the party line. You'd also be a fool to think they haven't planned for them and theirs. And, when it all goes to hell, you'd better bet they aren't going to be able to save your ass FOR YOU. If you haven't taken care of matters yourself, no one is going to have spare ammo, food or time to help you.

So, take care of your own, plan, prepare, and be ready. They won't get in your way and may just watch your six. If they can.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Just Curious...a Custom Ammunition Question

If one happened to have a lovely but ancient Vetterli Swiss Rifle Model 1869/71 (don't hate me if that's not its proper name - tho I think I have it right) and desired to know if it could still shoot...how would one get proper ammunition?

Also, if the wood supporting the barrel at the end 1/3rd is cracked at the bottom (where the rod groove is cut) would that be the end of any future firing of the weapon?

I cannot fathom how people hauled these things around. They weigh a TON compared to modern weapons...but it sure is a handsome thing. I don't think it has a lot of value on the market so in terms of it being useful...well, that's what I'd like to know.

Um...Can't Even Think of a Snappy Title

As found on Defense Tech - I really haven't any words besides...huh.

Packy's eyes kinda freak me out...

Friday, March 27, 2009

Snickering In The Dark

I'll be honest here - I argue with Trooper now and again on the topic. I suspect he sees the logic in stark unhampered capitalism but he was raised with so many of the boogeyman words that he sometimes cannot see beyond them...it's difficult, yes.

But when someone puts it this way, my battle is fought for me in many ways. Follow the link there.

Wealth envy is a disgusting habit ingrained in far too many people. Trust me - I could have been one of them. I came from a family that had nothing, worked hard all their lives to wind up with nothing, and who will never leave a thing for anyone when they go. And it's okay with me. Decisions made, repercussions lived with.

But never - even when eating dry corn flakes for a week - never once did I think, "damn that SOB! He has TOO MUCH MONEY!" Jesu, no! It's HIS! All of it! To do with precisely what he likes. Burn it, wave it under the nose of homeless people, wipe his ass with it or donate it to the worst of the radicals. I suspect this is because I came to a very early understanding that whatever I DID have was MINE and I was not about to let someone else have it.

Now, that brings us right back to taxes. I've played their game all my life in an attempt to keep my life out of their nasty grasping hands. But this disgusting pit that they're digging - that they want to pitch me into so that I can dig, too? Oh, ho - it gives one pause, it does.

I truly think it is time to cash out that 401k and use it profitably. Land. And whatever else will hold us against this coming wreck. I hardly think I'll live till retirement unless I do...

Getting It In Gear

I'd forgotten...back in the day I used to have my MP3 player loaded with cadences - while I didn't run back then, they surely kept my ass moving on the elliptical.

I think it's time to get it loaded up again. If you can't run with any kind of stamina, give these a try. You will find it really helps to motivate...there is a CD full of them, a lot of them available on iTunes and the like...

Bury me in the leaning rest...

Here's a bend of the knee to all you guys with that Ranger tab...

Jesters In The Court

They had leniency, no? Could mock a king in any way desired and the fool was untouched?
Well, good luck with that. Still, I do like the tone of this...

Tip o' the halo to Liberty Girl...

Meanwhile, because Billy had a mention and I adore Glenn's music...
American Patrol

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Eloquence, Thy Name is Hannan

You know what? I wonder at how long it has been since a politician hit Washington with anyone who could match the cleverly clipped, masterfully modulated, and unerringly erudite voice of Hannan.

The answer is over 100 years ago.

As seen at Neptunus Lex, I found the fine man's own work and words about it here.


Update: His support of O-mania, caveat-filled as it may have been? Damn it, fool. How can you be so sharp and yet not see the caverns of hell in that man's eyes?!


Ah, in-roads are being made, no?

Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner said on Wednesday the U.S. dollar is still the world's reserve currency and will remain so for a long time, though he also expressed openess to expanded use of an IMF currency basket.

It was only a matter of time before this vast and long-term con came to its foregone conclusion. And what have they to back up all this cash? Not a damned thing. Look, I'm a fiscal idiot. I don't pretend to understand half the backstory on this mess. But it is obvious even to me that the only thing that will be of value soon is cold, hard gold and silver.

Even then? What value that if it can't buy anything? And, musing further, what else might hold more value? I'm stocking up on flour, sugar, beans, and rice.

Is it time, then, for our own personal currency? What would you value? And what would you be willing to pay for it?

Who'd Have Me

I've always eschewed groups, memberships, and the like. I've yet to find one that entirely meets my own way of thinking. Too, when one volunteers you always see that only 1% is doing the actual work while the other 99% are getting credit. I've been that 1% before.

So when I saw LG's commentary, I had to nod my head and grimace. It is me and mine, my friends. Me and mine first. And only then maybe I could consider others.

I've been thinking about this a lot lately - how wise is it to associate with people who are "grouping" and getting rather a lot of attention - desired and un-. The more I consider it, the more I believe that being self-sufficient and willing to stand alone may be the only way to deal with the coming storm.

Of course, my mind tries to move the detritus out of the way and find that bit of synapse that remembers "The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress". Heinlein has always been a favorite and that book, when I read it (at perhaps 13 or 14 yrs) had quite the impact. Ah, so that's how revolution happens. I think now that it might be a very fine instruction manual for how to proceed. Time to pick it up again and review the concepts...

One watches the almost complete madness of a man on the verge of nervous collapse and yet entirely in charge of this beast and it makes my gorge rise. I don't think he had any idea just what he was getting in to - the extent to which he was used - and the levels of perfidy necessary to remain where he is without confrontation. He knows, clearly, that he must get his own boots on the ground and soon. He knows - or has been told - that the only way to keep the reins in future is to educate the very young in the manner of their choosing. And he knows that if more companies start losing money that they will question what he can offer them and remove him. Thus, the instant insinuation of gov't into private business.

It is as though the attacks from different angles on his control are being fended off with yet another intrusive gov't writ. Their only real problem? The net. Oh, they've the media all wrapped up. But the net and its free speech? It's a terrible problem with few solutions. And if you think this electronic freedom will last you are mad. It will be the very next thing they'll feint at - testing the waters here and there to see what draws your greatest attention and refutation.

Will it be a tax on bandwidth? Or just, as we are already seeing, a set of searches being edited, admins adding sites to the banned list based on naught but their preference and marching orders? And, of course, this is all a very handy way to find those you really need to shut up. Fast. Think audits can't be had with a phone call? Licenses pulled? Cases drummed up?

I've been fighting this sort of thinking for months, now. I've been telling myself to just go through the days and deal. But as things move at an incredible pace I know it is just a matter of time. Archive, I tell myself. Print, file and keep for posterity. Hell, I've a small stack of paper to take in case of emergency - history books, and the like. Like the books that a man shoved into a septic tank in Pournelle/Niven's "Lucifer's Hammer", I consider it a sort of...survival library. Because your Kindle isn't going to last that long in the field. If only they still made those small thin-paged books as they did during WWII...I've only one of them in my library - Isak Dinesen, of course. "Winter's Tales". And yes, she'll be properly protected and placed in that box.

Oh, how I wish there was some bright lining. I wish Texas would take it upon itself to be the first to step away from the table...to say they've had enough, thanks, and we'll see how we do on our own...

Wouldn't that be an amazing start?

Against that day, I continue to make plans, consolidate, and consider.

Go-bag Coffee!

My name is Laura and I have a drinking problem.

It's name is Coffee.

Seriously, we are MAJOR coffee fiends in this house and we buy the good stuff. But I've always feared the impact when the SHTF on my habit. After all, even the most basic coffee press or espresso pot is hard to pack. And then, I found this stuff.

Starbuck's VIA

No, I am not a fan of their over-roasted and too-hotly brewed cups, generally. However, for an instant cuppa? DAMNED FINE. So yes - a couple dozen packages will be on order and stashed away. Small, very light, and very little waste packaging? Like Baby Bear's porridge, it's just right.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Her Own 40 Acres?

First Lady digs into South Lawn for new White House Kitchen Garden

Oh, it's classic - glistening in her Ralph Lauren Black sweater...you really have to see it...
Better still?

Students at Washington’s Bancroft Elementary School participated in the groundbreaking earlier today on the South Lawn of the White House. They will continue to help care for the garden until time to harvest. (The White House grounds keepers and the kitchen staff will do most of the work in the new garden.)

And now we know who the mule(s) is (are).

Stay classy, M!
Just try to tell them, "No"...via Pundit...

In response, China called for a new reserve currency to replace the dollar.The Financial Times reported:

China’s central bank on Monday proposed replacing the US dollar as the international reserve currency with a new global system controlled by the International Monetary Fund.

The destruction of this nation has been a long game - but not that long. Perhaps 40 years. That's all it took to take the fine people from a capitalist republic to a damned bit of chattel to be auctioned off to the smartest socialist. Even now, with the VERY rapid introduction and execution of policy, debt, and programs that many people do not support - even NOW when it is clearly in front of us - nothing will be done.

Voting will NEVER solve this. Never has and never will. At least not in this Federal form. Local? Perhaps. Statewide? Maybe. But one needs to be able to put hands around the neck of those who wish to enslave you for their profit. Now? There is only one way out of this. Stop feeding the beast. Without the money, they cannot execute a damned thing. I've never been the type to espouse that method - fine for others if they wish, not my problem but...now?

I am beginning to see it as the ONLY weapon we have...

Monday, March 23, 2009

I actually liked these questions and so, whilst stolen from Richmond, I won't send ever onward. Read and be aghast.

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
Yep. (They should have appended "If yes, did they find anything?" because that would have been a big fat Yep, too. And a Nope. See Question 30.)

2. Do you close your eyes on a roller coaster?
I will not ride them. Ever. I did, once. And I even stood in line for that one at Disney World. I left via the secret scaredy cat exit.

3. When’s the last time you’ve been sledging?
I think they mean sledding. And that would be...perhaps 1999...I miss it terribly.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
If I weren't married? Alone, except for bad dream time. I like to move from warm to cool zones of the bed.

5. Do you believe in ghosts?
I was never sure. Then that dang Ghost Hunters came along and, frankly, there are some things that are just unexplainable otherwise. But I remain very skeptical.

6. Do you consider yourself creative?
With words, language - yes. Food, cookery? Yes. With popsicle sticks? No.

7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
Of course.

8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
I have this thing for Angelina. Mmm mmm...and still haven't quite forgiven Trooper for not taking on a security job for the couple when they were here...

9. Can you honestly say you know anything about politics?
Yes - anyone who wants the job is the last person who should have it.

10. Do you know how to play poker?
Nope. But I will soundly kick your ass in Skip-bo.

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
Not since I was VERY young.

12. What’s your favorite commercial?
Richmond's made me sniffle and wipe a tear as I was unfamiliar...but this one? We rewind it.

13. Who was your first love?
Unrequited? The poor fool at school that looked like the guy from Adam-12.

14. If you’re driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around you, do you run a red light?
Depends - middle of nowhere, TX.? Maybe. Is Trooper in the car?

15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?
SEVERAL. Mine, others, and one or two very, very - er - sensitive.

16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
To quote Richmond, "Baseball?? I don't care..." (I know - it's very unAmerican...)

17. Have you ever been ice skating?
When I was about 6 yrs old. I had cheater (double) blades and STILL couldn't.

18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Fairly often - usually only a snippet. Some very clearly years after.

19. What’s the one thing on your mind?
Where can I find a good dentist? And is it worth the plane fare to just go see my beloved ATL guy?

20. Do you always wear your seat belt?
EVERY TIME. Now and then I won't if I am in the backseat and it's a 2 min trip. Otherwise?
I have a photo or two I could show you that would change your mind. Instantly.

21. What talent do you wish you had?
Dancing. Trooper can, I can't. I hate that I can't please him with it...

22. Do you like sushi?
Mmmmm!!! LURVES the dead fishies!!

23. What do you wear to bed?
Seasonal? From not a thing to fine linen to pretty gowns to flannels.

24. Do you truly hate anyone?
As Richmond noted, there are a few I would not offer any form of courtesy.

25. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
Trying to think if there's one worthwhile...assuming of course, no one else would mind...ahem.
Ohhhh...Nathan Fillion AND Adam Baldwin. Shiny! Oh - and Morena. Gina...of course, there is that little something about Jewel...forget it, just forget I said anything.

26. Do you know anyone in jail?

27. What food do you find disgusting?
Pickled eggs. And pigs feet. Hocks are NOT included here.

28. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?

29. Have you ever been punched in the face?
Yes. I didn't budge. My not moving gave me a rep that lasted through a few years at school.

30. Do you believe in angels and demons?
Mmmm...I think that there must be someone/thing watching out for me because I have defied several odds thus far. And I've had horrid dreams with wretched voices. Believe? Maybe not. But I'm not quite prepared to toss it all aside, either.

Interesting little quiz. Thoughtful questions...

What He Said

Yep - once again he has it straight to rights. Especially about the piper...

Oh, I've made suitable though sketchy plans. Files and words ready for the day - because that day WILL come, no matter how much we push the thought away to get on with living.

You know what would please me best? Someone put a nice seat somewhere with a terrific view. Like here, maybe. And perhaps put more daffodils in the Texas ground - there simply aren't enough, my friends, to make a decent spring bouquet.

And that TX DOT wildflower mix? Yes, instead of sending fleeting flowers, buy it by the sackful and throw that stuff everywhere you go so that as the seasons pass you can see that beauty and be reminded of me. THAT would be a lovely thing, indeed.

But the piper is non-negotiable.

Sunday, March 22, 2009


I don't suppose there is any harm in never learning how to Purl, is there?


"I am NOT an idiot. I can do this. I am NOT an idiot. I can do this..."

Auld Lang Syne

Long since...so it has been since the group today was together. C `n L is how I think of them in my mental shorthand. But they are definitely more like Fun & Funner. Christina brought along her DIVINE progeny, Sweet and Wee. Folks, if I thought I could raise kids that superb, I'd give it a shot. However, I know what I'd wind up with and the world simply doesn't need that.

Wee made a fantastic cake - recipe, please! - and I smuggled home a piece for Trooper who gobbled it up in the cruiser whilst logging in on the fancy new laptop. "In-car" they call it. Of course, it has GPS among a vast number of other features which means no sitting in front of the doughnut shop anymore. Not that he ever DID, mind you. If there were a kolache shop nearby? Well, then - yeah.

As I've expressed in the past, I have no social skills. I try very hard to be amusing and talkative only to find myself feeling the rising panic and wondering how long before I will start sputtering out. Afterward I always think, "GAH! I should have asked how that was or have said this!" But with CnL? The monster never reared its scaley head. I was at ease and hardly noticed the time.

And the knitting shop? I've always admired the art but had no idea what was possible. LOVELY...one young lady was putting together an incredible sweater. Relatively new to the art, she had a very advanced item put well-together. It gave me some hope that I can perhaps learn something new in my...advanced age.

Home, again, I remembered to hunt down this pic. She is either Souvenir de la Malmaison or Madame Alfred Carriere. I am 99% sure the former. And, of course, the bluebonnets...we had them first!!
On our trip to Houston yesterday, we saw an abundance of them near Brenham. If you've ANY time and the chance to go, you really should. It is a special gift this year after the horrid drought and very recent rains. The rose garden is a mere 15 minute drive from there in Independence, TX. Right now, the place is probably a RIOT of roses in bloom. You won't believe it if you don't go - the place is a heaven on earth, really.

Now...time to get this loaf of french bread in the oven. It's almost dinner time and puttanesca with fresh bread is on the menu. Simple, easy, and VERY good when you've forgotten to set out something for dinner because you were very freaked out about actually leaving your comfy horizons. LOL

Thanks again, CnL! It was a LOVELY day!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Everyone Else Is Doing It

...so why not? Extreme Sheepherding
After spending an hour at the dog park trying to keep a herding type from being assaulted by Ranger, I have quite the respect for these handlers!!

Light-Up Sheep Art - Watch more Funny Videos

Now That's Funny

Oh, my...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

I Like It - I Like It A Lawt

Heh...oh, if only we could post it...but one must be quite circumspect...

Superb Mockery

Someone has a wicked sharp wit. It may not be a long-term option for the line of comedy - eventually NO ONE will be allowed to ask him a damned thing that isn't sent two weeks in advance - still, damned funny.


H/T Billy

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Losing It

One wishes there was something akin to this that was more...accurate...but perhaps it will suffice for now.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009


Need a holster? These will hit the usual sale site soon but we thought we'd offer them up to our rare and gentle friends, first. Interested? Paypal takes it away w/ free S&H. Unless OCONUS. If you are interested, issue a comment and I'll post pics. Didn't want to waste the bandwidth...

Bianchi #81, Black, Discontinued, Glock Model 17 or 22
Suggested retail $64, would like to get $40, used less than 20 times
For details:

Bianchi Model #59 Paddle Holster, Tan, Full size 1911
Suggested retail $68, would like to get $40, used less than 10 times, has some slight scuffs on leather
For details:

Galco - "The Cop", black, 3-slot Holster Glock Model 17 or 22
Suggested retail $55, would like to get $30, used the least
For details:


...our largest creditor...

Another reason to be very careful w/ China...this is something we all knew would happen - a chicken that would come home to roost, so to speak.

"...as the U.S. government's largest creditor, it has become more assertive in trying to ensure its interests receive a hearing. 'We have lent a huge amount of money to the U.S., so of course we are concerned about the safety of our assets. Frankly speaking, I do have some worries'...Mr. Wen did indicate that China would not be rash in making changes to its $1.946 trillion stockpile of foreign reserves, much of which is in U.S. dollars. While China is naturally looking out for its own interests, it will "at the same time also take international financial stability into consideration, because the two are inter-related," he said."

And just how long will they wait before springing that trap, I wonder?

Rather Too Busy

It is maddeningly hectic just now but I came across this and learned a lot from it about the banking "crisis".

The Crisis of Credit Visualized from Jonathan Jarvis on Vimeo.

Being a financial idiot, it answered many questions I had about just how this mess came about. In short, they tried to game the system and, as with all dishonest schemes, it finally came back to bite them.

Still, a very interesting and nicely simplified view of things...

Monday, March 16, 2009

Setting An Example

Leave it to ol' LG and MLG to illustrate our future so clearly and amusingly...
Read and know - pretty soon they won't ask as nicely.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

But They're All Democratic, Now, Right?

Again, the Chinese try to antagonize...this looks like a very long standoff pending.

All I know is: "...never get involved in a land war in Asia."

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

You Gotta Crack Some Eggs...

...to make a point.

Someone put this on the news channels commercial roll every 5p. Talk about making it clear.

H/T to Sam

Monday, March 09, 2009

Wearing Truth

Oh, now - do consider one of these fine shirts and express your contempt...

Lurve them!


On Saturday we left early to get to San Antonio as a sort of pilgrimmage. We would honor The Alamo and perhaps Trooper could refresh his internal guide of honor that has been under general attack of late.

It was a sad thing - full of tourists, we probably ought to have arrived earlier or later to avoid them. It was astounding just how few seemed to have the appropriate gravity and quietude. People ignored the no-photography rule, questioning it as though demanding proof that their flash would harm the interior. Completely missing the point that it just isn't proper form...

He tried to garner that refilling of his soul but I think it was just not meant to be this date. We exited, shuffled around the site, coping with the people there, and speaking with a few reenactors. We wandered into the gift shop, admiring the long diorama there. He pointed out a few aspects to me, garnering the interest of the others there, their questions he answered as best he could. He was, of course, in full Texan regalia with his badge and gun in view. I think some believed he was a Ranger at casual glance. And more than a few gave glances that held more malice as we strolled the streets nearby...

I'd hoped he could come home ready for work, recharged. But I think, instead, it was just an affirmation of what he feared...it's all going to hell, even there, in what ought to be a bastion and birthplace of freedom.

I cannot help but concur with this fellow, that the place needs a bit more solemnity about it. Perhaps not this plan precisely but something needs to be done. Otherwise, it shall become some sad corner for assignations and negotiations of a more distasteful sort...

Flaming Idiots

I was tempted to name this "Whatta Nork" but chose to lose the invective. At any rate...check out this snippet from Defense Tech (don't go into the comments - rather like a fuller's, you just don't want to breath it in):

"If a missile leaves the launch pad we'll be prepared to respond upon direction of the president," Keating told ABC News. "I'm not a betting man but I'd go like 60/40, 70/30 that it will, they will attempt to launch a satellite. There's equipment moving up there that would indicate the preliminary stages of preparation for a launch. So I'd say it's more than less likely."

And then consider this little preening:
"North Korea put its armed forces on standby Monday and threatened "a war" if anyone tries to shoot down what regional powers suspect is an imminent test-firing of a long-range missile."

So then what to make of this?
"Importantly, China is openly acknowledging that the new Tiangong outpost will involve military space operations and technology development. "

All that after their Jan 2007 ASAT practice? Or is it as they declared back then?
"Chinese Foreign Ministry spokesman Liu Jianchao stated, "There's no need to feel threatened about this" and argued that "China will not participate in any kind of arms race in outer space."

My, my...all that gear in orbit...Is there a plan, do you think, to deal with this? The What If's are rather staggering. We were fools to ever let go our supremecy in LEO. It's the highest of the high ground and, from there, nothing is impenetrable. Let's just hope we've done what we should have - what has been rumored - and gotten the big guns up there first.

Suffice to say, the borders have and continue to be redrawn. It's best to be familiar with them.

A Different B

Yet again she uses pure language to assail and express the ineffable. Damn it, she's good.

"Hands pale, as if the blood that coursed through them has all gone to my heart to sustain it for it has no other nourishment."

That's darlin' Brigid again. Bless her.

It was a very touching post with many milestones along the way that I was too familiar with. Worth a read but most especially if the wind is up and the night brings rain. And a cup of late coffee to fend off the chill...

Friday, March 06, 2009

Happy Birthday, EBB

I have a lovely book about Elizabeth Barrett Browning's life. It contains snippets of her letters to friends and, of course, the romance by letter with Robert Browning. Authored by Joanna Richardson, it is a lovely slim book (at least my Folio Society version is...) that takes you through her sad childhood, that amazing transformation in her 30's when she met Robert, all the way through to her death.

It is an incredible story, really. And their letters are full of that language of love, emoted by the amazing words they were mutually gifted with. Here's a snippet of her work - just a piece of a longer work and yet it can stand on its own. So well did she compose...Happy Birthday, m'dear!

My Heart And I
You see we're tired, my heart and I.
We dealt with books, we trusted men,
And in our own blood drenched the pen,
As if such colours could not fly.
We walked too straight for fortune's end,
We loved too true to keep a friend ;
At last we're tired, my heart and I.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Bloody Hell, No

WHY was I entirely unaware of these goings-on? Damn it, people, what is up with the aviation slacking?! SHEESH!

Fine, fine. But look-it. Aw, hell - just look!

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Timely Travel

Och, just go and read it...as found via Neptunus Lex,

My Father Asks For Nothing

Things like the above - it is what makes me love this bloggy world...would we have known the story, wiped away tears, otherwise?

Sheldon - He Is Me and I Be Him

It was a great episode the other night. If you find it online, you really ought to watch the program.

Turn About Being Fair Play?

So what if we changed just one word in this meeting?

State of the Black Union 2009

Check out the People tab on that airing information section. Then consider what they might say if there had been such a meeting hosted by, say, David Duke.

By constantly separating themselves and their "issues", they create the divide. It's why there is a "they". Well, they've the reins, now. Let's see how they drive this wagon. I see the cliff ahead...

Sunday, March 01, 2009


It is nearly the only thing I ever wanted - outside of flight and the stars. I was always a very romanticly inclined child, even if it was tinged with rather a lot of darkness and doubt.
A garden, a cup of tea, cotton lawn garments, and a book...Helen Allingham's rendition is quite like it. Once I had something quite like it, a garden and a swing, a pond and a pool...and lost it all. All that work and the lovely, lovely flowers...
When I was alone there in that year of quiet repose I would often allow myself to go out in the early morning, the fine gowns and robes dragging in the dew. It was a sort of separate world I lived in, far from the workaday life I'd known since I was 16.
It was a dreamworld wherein I held to no schedule but that of my need for sleep, and sunlight. My cares were relatively few even though I knew, clearly, that I was spending everything I had. Everything I had, and all I knew would be the price for that interlude.
It was a necessary break from reality. And it has held me up all this time. Vacations put off, down-time hardly known since...that year surrounds me in its quiet season. I long for it, that stillness of mind and spirit. And, if it cannot be had, perhaps just that small piece of it- that garden...a swing...a place to watch the sun rise. How many are left, after all? A generous count allows perhaps 14,000*. I need to remember that, in all my worries.
There is a smaller life, a simpler life possible. If I'm willing to let more things go...

*Thanks to Joannie who questioned my math.