The Pumpkin patch has gone to the dogs
Thanks to Perri, via email.
"In a democracy (‘rule by mob’), those who refuse to learn from history will be the majority and will dictate that everyone else suffer for their ignorance."
(Yeh, if you don’t like that metaphor, I’ve got worse ones. :-))
If you only remember this from The (old) Dating Game, then you are a johnnie-come-lately, not nearly “olde pharte-ish” enough. *heh*
Gotta love the album cover, eh?
Ah, here’s another, just for the sheer brass of it:
BTW, While I appreciate a neat lil command line script that lets me download YouTube videoa in Linux, I have to say that YouTube Downloader for Windows edges it out in functionality. Download YouTube videos, convert them to another video format or even extract the audio and save as mp3. Neat lil app. Hmmm, I need to see about installing it in Ubuntu using WINE…
I saw this at Woody’s Place and warned him I was stealing it…
Obama And The Cowboy
A cowboy from Texas attended a social function where Barack Obama was trying to gather support for his healthcare reform plan. When he discovered the cowboy was from President Bush’s town, Barack started to belittle him by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words.
As he was doing that, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head. The cowboy said, “Y’all havin’ some problem with them circle flies?”
Obama stopped talking and said, “Well, yes, if that’s what they’re called, but I’ve never heard of circle flies.”
“Well Sir,” the cowboy replied, “circle flies hang around ranches. They’re called circle flies because they’re almost always found circling around the back end of a horse.”
“Oh,” Obama replied as he went back to rambling. But, a moment later he stopped and bluntly asked, “Are you calling me a horse’s ass?”
“No, Sir,” the cowboy answered, “I have too much respect for the citizens of this country to call their President a horse’s ass.”
“That’s a good thing,” said Obama as he began rambling on once more.
After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl said, “Hard to fool them flies, though.”
Y’all be sure to head on over to Woody’s for more of his wit and wisdom, ‘K?
You will want to go on over to The Firecrackers blog and learn more. 🙂 4th-8th Grade girls from Kings Local School District in Ohio.
Here’s their 2009 performance at the US Naval Academy:
snoot, n., a really extreme usage fanatic 1
Just today, I stumbled upon a site that tickles my English appreciation bone: Language Log (Also found here, I now see). It’ll take some time to work through the archives, but I do know where my “reading breaks” (breaks from reading books and news, that is) will be for a while. A sample:
…snoots are never scholars. At least, their snootish outpourings are never based on scholarly investigation and analysis, even if they have some scholarly credentials in other aspects of their intellectual life. The reason is simple: scholarship subordinates the self, at least temporarily, to an investigation of external fact, while the snootish posture immediately asserts the primacy of the self’s linguistic judgments. Snoots routinely invoke both the authority of tradition and the dictates of logic, but these are ex post facto rhetorical justifications, not the conclusions of a dispassionate analysis.
Oh. *sigh-smile* That excerpt has just about everything to satisfy the anti-post-literate age curmudgeon in me. *heh* I don’t even care that it issues a vague, gentle, completely unintentional indictment of some of my semi-private musings on this blog. This stuff is just really fun reading. (And I intended the amphibolous construction in that sentence. :-))
Oh, to-loo, to-lay! What frabjous fun, my beamish boys n girls!
🙂
Update: one of my very favorite bugaboos, “[just] semantics”, is dealt with briefly here.
“…As a rule of thumb, you should be suspicious whenever someone who’s not professionally involved in the study of semantic variation dismisses some difference as “(just) semantic(s)” or the like; it’s likely to be a dodge, or at least a stretching of the truth… “
Wanna go retro with your cell phone? Here’s a cool instructable on how to hook up an old telephone handset to your cell phone–and it doesn’t even involve destroying your cell phone to do it! *heh*
Adapting a Telephone Handset to a Cell Phone – More cool how to projects
(This is the kind of blogpost you have to chance getting when you come here: whatever it takes to mollify the voices in my head… And no, I’m not crazy because I have voices in my head, after all, THEY’RE the ones IN MY HEAD!!! 😉 )
I missed this one for Rosh Hashanah 😉
*heh*
L’apprenti sorcier, a symphonic poem composed by Paul Dukas in 1897, is the music used for the Sorcerer’s Aprentice section of Disney’s 1943 Fantasia. It’s retasked here in an ingenious setting in the Oberlin College Library as The Resourcerer’s Aprentice:
N.B. Do make sure you play this through a decent set of speakers at a proper volume. 🙂
(Actually, since my Wonder Woman is a librarian, I kinda wondered who cleaned up the mess after the shoot on the “set” at Oberlin… 😉 )
*heh*
A group of Durham (N.C.) residents taking aim at speeders with the threat of a paintball gun said Tuesday that they are “amazed and gratified at the reaction.”
The group, Angry Neighbors With Paintball Guns, posted signs at strategic locations throughout the city, warning motorists to slow down or risk being shot at with a paintball gun.
But, of course, the local cop shop which is apparently NOT ameliorating the problem thinks it’s a bad idea all around. Can’t have citizens doing what they’re unwilling and/or unable to do:
[Kammie] Michael (Durham, N.C. police spokes”person”) said it is a crime to shoot a paintball at a vehicle and that the signs could be a distraction for some drivers and make the problem worse.
Yeh, the sign’s a problem. Could be “a distraction”. *throws the bullshit flag* How will it be any more distracting than the speed limit signs that are being ignored, eh? Now, that’s a stupid cop. *sigh*
Some of my earliest delightful memories of Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau are of his Papageno in Mozart’s Die Zauberflöte. Here’s a delightful clip:
“Papagena! Papagena!” – Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau
Soooo nice!
(There. Isn’t that so much better than commenting on the passing scene’s insanity?)