Today's activity: early voting (while sporting a Star Trek uniform in honor of All Hallows' Eve). Most frightening election I have ever witnessed. We shall see what transpires.
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Monday, October 31, 2016
Sunday, October 30, 2016
Big Girls
Today's earworm: Big Girls Cry, by Sia.
I find the official video a little disturbing, somehow. So I put it on in the background, and just listen.
I hope you enjoy.
I find the official video a little disturbing, somehow. So I put it on in the background, and just listen.
I hope you enjoy.
Testing - Moon
I will say that I am quite pleased with the camera capabilities of the new smartphone; I can finally take a decent picture of the moon.
...[W]e contemplated the stars beyond the Moon, big as pieces of fruit, made of light, ripened on the curved branches of the sky, and everything exceeded my most luminous hopes....
-- Italo Calvino, Cosmicomics
...[W]e contemplated the stars beyond the Moon, big as pieces of fruit, made of light, ripened on the curved branches of the sky, and everything exceeded my most luminous hopes....
-- Italo Calvino, Cosmicomics
Saturday, October 29, 2016
171 to 5
Herself speaks.
Alas, because of the sudden and unexpected failure of the previous smartphone, I do not have a picture to show you of the first three moves of the game of Scrabble that I played with Cherished Friend a week ago. I shall give you the play-by-play, though:
He, having drawn a higher point tile, went first, with a seven-letter word gaining him a fifty-point bonus; I, with seven vowels in my hand, played aerie (a very good word, though not a high scoring one), for five points; and then he had his second turn, with a word using a second group of seven tiles to yield a second fifty-point bonus. And thus, after three moves, the score was 171 to 5.
I never quite caught up. In the end, the score was 388 to 196. It really was magnificently played Scrabble.
I do not feel remotely bad about losing so spectacularly. Rather, it is just such a pleasure to see a cleverly-played word, or a word carefully inserted among crowded letters, or a lengthy word discerned among the jumble of letters. I love to see words in action, and a master of words at work with them.
Alas, because of the sudden and unexpected failure of the previous smartphone, I do not have a picture to show you of the first three moves of the game of Scrabble that I played with Cherished Friend a week ago. I shall give you the play-by-play, though:
He, having drawn a higher point tile, went first, with a seven-letter word gaining him a fifty-point bonus; I, with seven vowels in my hand, played aerie (a very good word, though not a high scoring one), for five points; and then he had his second turn, with a word using a second group of seven tiles to yield a second fifty-point bonus. And thus, after three moves, the score was 171 to 5.
I never quite caught up. In the end, the score was 388 to 196. It really was magnificently played Scrabble.
I do not feel remotely bad about losing so spectacularly. Rather, it is just such a pleasure to see a cleverly-played word, or a word carefully inserted among crowded letters, or a lengthy word discerned among the jumble of letters. I love to see words in action, and a master of words at work with them.
Image found here: http://www.twoop.com/scrabble/
(with a history of Scrabble, in case you are interested)
Friday, October 28, 2016
Thursday, October 27, 2016
Nature
Stable, protective,
I am the sheltering rock,
Your safety from storms.
I wish for a tree --
Embracing roots, shady leaves
Reaching to the sky
Drinking the water
That seeks to wash me away --
My own protection.
Sanctuary mine
Stand with me as the earth turns
Under desert sky.
I am the sheltering rock,
Your safety from storms.
I wish for a tree --
Embracing roots, shady leaves
Reaching to the sky
Drinking the water
That seeks to wash me away --
My own protection.
Sanctuary mine
Stand with me as the earth turns
Under desert sky.
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
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