There is a child in every one of us who is still a trick-or-treater looking for a brightly-lit front porch.
~Robert Brault
Nov 17
October 2014 – Quote of the Month
Oct 29
Why I’ll Never Retire
Between the amount of money I spend on and cheap Halloween decorations and on fireworks for the Fourth of July, I’ll never be able to retire.
This weekend, on Saturday the 25th, we had a Big Halloween Bash. In preparation for it, we’d been decorating since late August. What took two months to put up was taken down in quick fashion with the help of a few stalwart friends over the course of five, hustling hours the following day.
The photo above shows the decorations in the basement ‘staging area’, where they’ll be sorted and backed into containers before being stashed into the attic for a few years. (I can only do a party of that magnitude every so often.)
The photo is also noteworthy because it doesn’t show an entire room of decorations that has yet to be taken down. That room is the Spiders Pass (“Cirith Ungol” for my fellow Tolkien fans) – full of giant spiders, webs, and cocooned corpses. That room still stands even now in the anticipation of Trick-or-Treaters. Unfortunately, if last year was any guide, we’ll one have one group of three kids. – Still: those kids will get an eye full and clean up in candy if they come!
Oct 06
September 2014 – Quote of the Month
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest.
~ Bertrand Russell
Sep 29
Giving Up the Ghost from Sticker Shock
I was in a gift shop at a nearby hospital the other day, and since I’ve been keeping my eye out for Halloween decorations, I spotted this little, 3 inch tall ghost:
Not much to it: a cotton ball, black cutout paper eyes and mouth and a small piece of sheer white netting. Not impressed, but curious what something like this goes for in a gift shop, I flipped it over to see the price:
$16.99 (+ tax). I was curious what the manufacture charged, but I didn’t see it for sell on the manufacture’s site Giftcraft.com. Perhaps they’re handcrafted by Italian artisans and only sold on spec.
Sep 08
August 2014 – Quote of the Month
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.
~ Naguib Mahfouz
Aug 31
The Driving Dead
Jul 31
Ghostly Gettysburg
I had an occasion to visit Gettysburg Pennsylvania this weekend for a little R&R.
As expected, the area is rich in history and amazing stories: tragic and heroic.
But I was also amazed how swamped the area is with ghost stories.
The first hint came when it was posted on Facebook that we were going to Gettysburg for a long weekend. Many people commented that we should be sure to check out –such-and-such– ghost tour, or haunted –whatever-.
And then on arrival, we saw at nearly equal parts, paranormal bunk to actual history in what was being hocked in the stores of downtown Gettysburg.
I begin to realize that people had made the association of ghosts to Gettysburg due to all of the violent deaths that had occurred in the area some 151 years earlier.
As for me: I love a good ghost story. I love fantasy and all manner of fiction. However, I don’t like fiction sold as reality. Of the lot of paranormal pitches that I saw, perhaps the worst was a ‘psychic medium’ because parasitic ‘psychics’ pray on the memories and lives of the credulous.
But beyond that offense to morality, I found the real history compelling enough without having to pretend that some poor solider, who was blown apart in his prime, was stuck for all of eternity roaming the same tract of land.
Images from downtown Gettysburg:
Fear believes, courage doubts. Fear falls upon the earth and prays. Courage stands erect and thanks. Fear is barbarism. Courage is civilization. Fear believes in witchcraft, in devils and in ghosts. Fear is religion. Courage is science.
– Robert Ingersoll
Jul 14
June 2014 – Quote of the Month
Sherman made the terrible discovery that men make about their fathers sooner or later… that the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and, as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life.
~Tom Wolfe, The Bonfire of the Vanities
Jun 24
Mow With Attitude
Shopping at the local Farm and Tractor store, I found myself eyeballing a zero turn tractor. (Such is my life these days.)
My eye was caught by the ‘Elite’ ‘Bad Boy’ lawn mower.
Looking closer I came to the tractor’s control panel…
“Mow With Attitude”. Everyday I’m reminded that we live in a surreal world.
Jun 15
May 2014 – Quote of the Month
Overheard at a gravesite: “And they all said ’I’m sorry for your loss,’ as if you were someone who could ever be taken from me.
– Robert Brault,
May 30
Beware the Pond
May 22
Thirteen Years
Started in 2001, this is yet another anniversary of Glen Green Dot Com as measured by orbits around the good old sun. If nothing else, I get points for perseverance.
May 10
April 2014 – Quote of the Month
The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.
― William Wordsworth
May 10
March 2014 – Quote of the Month
“I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.”
– J.R.R. Tolkien
Apr 26
Free Hugs
My friend, Margret shared this image with me, saying, “I immediately thought of you”; to which I replied, “I’m sad to report that for some sick reason, I’m glad that this made you immediately think of me!“
Margret responded, “Glen Green: the reluctant psychopath.”
Glen Green: the reluctant psychopath – I think that would make for an excellent website tagline!
Mar 20
A Hard and Bitter Winter
… But today is the start of Spring and may it bloom all the greener.
In this hour, I do not believe that any darkness will endure.
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
Mar 20
February 2014 – Quote of the Month
A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that’s unlocked and opens inwards; as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.
– Ludwig Wittgenstein
Feb 27
Not Your Mother’s Chicken Soup
Not just ordinary cock soup, this is spicy cock soup (authentic from Jamaica of course!)
Feb 02
January 2014 – Quote of the Month
I want to grow old without facelifts… I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I’ve made. Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you’d never complete your life, would you? You’d never wholly know you.
– Marilyn Monroe
Jan 28
The Desolation of Peter Jackson
The Shadow of the Past
As part of my considerable Lord of the Rings collection, I have the Minds Eye audio adaptation of the books. In the first few chapters of the collection, the rendition includes Elves speaking. – Speaking with pitched Keebler Elves voices.
At that moment, an aficionado of the book can instantly tell that the creators didn’t comprehend the work at even a basic level.
And so, when the Lord of the Rings movies came out, I was afraid. – Not so much about variations and edits (which were inevitable in the translation from Epic book to movie); but in director missing the nature of the story.
Therefore I was relieved when the movies turned out to be good. – Flawed, but overall: quite good.
There is much more I could say about them. – In fact, I’m sure I could write a dissertation; but the gist is: the movies showed a relatively contained (if limited) variation of the story that, although short in depth and breath and greatly blunted in subtext, left the movie goer having seen an entertaining and engaging movie.
One could tell that Peter Jackson felt properly constrained by the source material, and benefited greatly by that constraint. Tolkien is a more masterful artist, story teller and world creator than Peter Jackson and, although reinterpretation was necessary, Jackson benefited from heeding the source material as far as he did.
A Knife in the Dark
I first suspected that trouble was afoot when I learned of Peter Jackson’s planed to turn the (roughly) 300 page ‘Fairy book Story‘ into a three 2.5 (+) hour movies.
Clearly Jackson and (associated producers) thought that following the Epic 11 hours (+) LotR movies with the small prequel tale would be anticlimactic. They thought wrong.
The first of the three movies, ‘The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey’ (2012) was an ill paced movie, punctuated with hyperbolic action scenes including sequences such as the overwrought stone giant battle and the preposterous scratch-free falling in the Goblin Caves. The film was further injured with dumb-downed dialog. But at least, in the final tally, the movie was interspersed with occasional moments that appealed to the sentiment I had for the world of Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings Middle Earth.
Although passable, by generosity of heart, ‘the Unexpected Journey’ left me in no hurry to rush to the theater when the sequel, ‘The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug’ was released this December. (2013)
I finally saw the movie last week, and the term, ‘Jumping the Shark’, comes to mind but perhaps updated to, ‘Jumping the Dwarfs in barrels, balancing on one leg, pivoting, while shooting goblins on a raging river’ may be more accurate, if less pithy. (See the movie and you’ll get the reference.)
Some may accuse me of being too diehard of a Tolkien fan to allow for variation from the book. But, objectively, that isn’t the case as evidenced by my appreciation for the LotR movies which varied in many, many places.
No, my objection to this latest Hobbit sequel (‘Smaug’ for short) is based on my love of movies and story telling in general.
Where the ‘Unexpected Journey’ is ill paced and suffers from a couple of long dragging sections, Jackson tries to turn the action up to ’11’ on ‘Smaug’. – Story telling be dammed.
To put a fine point on it: the book is a deeply rooted, endearing monomythic tale about a sheltered Hobbit who finds himself swept into a larger world of wonder and adventure. The movie, ‘Smaug’, is an overwrought, bombastic, emotionally uninvolving, video game draped in green-screen CG set-pieces and sprinkled with toilet and penis humor.
The only redeeming features of the movie are found in the artistic rendering and voicing of Smaug (by geek fan favorite Benedict Cumberbatch).
But if there was any wonder to be found in the depiction of Smaug, the dragon, it was lost in the ill conceived plot variations and redonkulous, suspension of disbelief defiling action sequence that follows his introduction.
At this point, I’m out of time and not rant. A shame: since the internet is short on rants. (/Sarcasm)
In short: I think Peter Jackson suffered from George Lucas Syndrome which arises on the back of a wildly successful artistic endeavor and leaves the victim suffering from symptoms of ‘Yes-Men-isim’ and the belief that more is always better and CG backgrounds are acceptable substitutes for story telling and character arc. The syndrome also blinds the victim to merits found in the original material.
Sigh.
I guess this ruins any chance of being invited to Peter Jackson’s house for dinner. Shame. He seems like a nice enough, well intentioned guy.
It is the mark of a good fairy-story, of the higher or more complete kind, that however wild its events, however fantastic or terrible the adventures, it can give to child or man that hears it, when the “turn” comes, a catch of the breath, a beat and lifting of the heart, near to (or indeed accompanied by) tears, as keen as that given by any form of literary art, and having a peculiar quality … In such stories when the sudden “turn” comes we get a piercing glimpse of joy, and heart’s desire, that for a moment passes outside the frame, rends indeed the very web of story, and lets a gleam come through.
― J.R.R. Tolkien, On Fairy-Stories
Jan 19
December 2013 – Quote of the Month
Most people don’t grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.
– Maya Angelou
Dec 28
The Price is Wrong
Quick! How much does this tape cost?
I saw this at Five Below. The Blue ‘3’ blends into the black background even more in person. I have to wonder how many shoppers got to the checkout line only to be pissed off that the price was four times higher than they thought.
Is this just bad design or an active attempt to be deceptive?
Dec 28
Novembor 2013 – Quote of the Month
Most of our pocket wisdom is conceived for the use of mediocre people, to discourage them from ambitious attempts, and generally console them in their mediocrity.
– Robert Louis Stevensons
Nov 30
Florid Fido Feculence
I’ll confess that I’ve never had much of a scatological funny bone but I do have a keen sense of the surreal.
Shopping at Target during the Halloween season I came across glow-in-the dark plastic poo in the $1 dollar bin that greets visitors on entry into the store.
I marvel at the following:
- Note the yellow pile in the photo – it has a shape different than the others, with a different blister pack. That means that there isn’t just one kind of glow in the dark dog poop – there are multiple types.
- What do the factory workers in China think of the U.S.?
- Fake canine crapola is one thing, but florescent colored glowing dog droppings doesn’t even make sense as a prank! It’s not like it is going to fool anybody for a second, unless you expect Rover is eating irradiated puppy chow.
If we’re to have an apocalypse, I don’t think it will be marked by the coming of plagues and famine. I think the seventh seal will be phosphorescent pooch piles.
Nov 14
October 2013 – Quote of the Month
I have always found it quaint and rather touching that there is a movement [Libertarians] in the US that thinks Americans are not yet selfish enough.
– Christopher Hitchens
Oct 27
All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others
Increasingly, politics leaves me infuriated. The October GOP induced government shut down and threatened debt ceiling default had me almost shaking with anger. This is a self inflicted wound that is the result of so many wrongs ranging from the control of the popular media by the rich few to political gerrymandering.
I’m afraid that our system has been hacked and I’m not sure that I see a way out of it.
And yet, I think of lines from the essay, “Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young” written by Mary Schmich (and popularized in the Baz Luhrmann song, “Everybody’s Free (To Wear Sunscreen)”:
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
And so I try to temper my dread with the knowledge that we’ve had robber barons before, but my concern is that the sophistication has increased so much and that the engines of the world are so much greater that when the wrench finally falls into the works, the machine will tear the world apart.
Sigh.
Since I wrote those opening paragraphs, I took a break from writing and now, on returning, I’m keenly feeling how futile righteous political indignation is on the internet – on one person’s little, personal blog, lost in cyberspace…
It’s just to my mind, we’re being played and I feel a certain social obligation to be ‘awake’ to issues of our day. I think of George Orwell’s Animal Farm and when the animals would return to the defaced writing on the side of the barn and forgot what was originally written there.
Orwell wrote Animal Farm in response to communism in Spain, and yet the themes of propaganda are applicable to other societies and political structures. As Orwell wrote:
“…how easily totalitarian propaganda can control the opinion of enlightened people in democratic countries”
I think that in capitalistic societies and in modern times, unfettered Big Business is an equal threat to our democracy – a threat with Madison Avenue marketing sophistication.
I distrust Objectivism and Libertarianism for the same reason I distrust Communism. – They are opposing extremes, but they both fail for the same reason: they don’t appreciate the balance of individualism and shared responsibility.
I don’t think that there is a grand conspiracy – a secret sect’s hall of Illuminati toasting their 1500 year plan. Instead, I think that it is individuals who, having come to wealth on the fortune and efforts of their nation, become forgetful, full of avarice and so work to reset the balance in their favor. I think that’s a scarier scenario because it doesn’t take a master plan wrought by a clan of keen intellects. No, it takes something in far greater supply than that: it just takes ignorance and greed.
Oct 02
September 2013 – Quote of the Month
A wise man proportions his belief to the evidence.
– David Hume, An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding, 1748
Sep 23
Baby’s First Logo
On work days, in an effort to ease my transition from the river Lethe to the living world, I watch the morning news including the featured stories on NBC’s Today Show.
And so I watched as they interrupted their morning banter with “breaking news”: a video that was tied to some story about birth. The live video featured a woman at the very moment when her child was born, complete with an reporter in the room.
By my count, within about 54 seconds after the newborn girl exited the womb, they presented the baby with a “onesie” that include the NBC morning logo.
And so it is that we market and sell every experience in our lives. It’s just a shame that they didn’t get that logo on the baby while she was still in the birth canal.
As for me: I’d like my death to be brought to you by Snickers.
You can tell the ideals of a nation by its advertising.
– Norman Douglas
Sep 16
August 2013 – Quote of the Month
The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery, a metaphor for a proof, a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths, and oneself for an oracle, is inborn in us.
– Paul Valery
Aug 28
50 Years Later – The Dream Lives On
The man had tremendous courage and he forfeited his life for his ideals. His lesson of non-violence and humanity for our fellow humans is a lesson that still needs taught, still needs to be full realized but today. Today, on the 50th anniversary of his famous 17 minute speech, “I Have A Dream”, we celebrate the progress that has been made and remember that the goal of universal equality is far from finished.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
– Doctor Martin Luther King Jr
Alas, if you want to legally read the whole Doctor Martin Luther King Jr.’s , “I Have A Dream” speech, you’ll need to buy a copy. – The Washington post has an interesting essay on the subject.
Aug 01
July 2013 – Quote of the Month
One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
Jul 10
Lusus Naturae Menus
We stopped at Pittsburgh’s Rocky’s Route 8 on June 6th after work, interested to try someplace new to eat. The food wasn’t great but we managed to get some funny pictures at least.
This Little Piggy Wants to Eat Your Soul
We had to wait more than an hour for mediocre wings and a hamburger, in spite of the fact that there were only three other occupied tables. Fortunately the restaurant’s unsettling table place cards did a fine job suppressing our appetites.
The farmer pig feigns a smile but his furrowed brow and sad eyes reveals he is a soulless husk of his former self, having sold out to the restaurant consortium.
The Evil Twin Laughs at Your Hunger
But if that wasn’t unsettling enough, the pig has a conjoined twin on his flip side. – A monster of a genetic engineering fry cook…
What in hell is happened to his feet?!
Jul 06
What’s Old is New Again
With a little elbow grease, I’ve dusted off the first of my legacy website posts and present them framed within the latest iteration of GlenGreen.com.
These old posts were languishing in purgatory but now I’ve setup permanent redirects and moved the first year – 2001 to the 2012 redesigned site. 2001 represented some of my first experimental posts and don’t make for great reading other than, perhaps, for the amusement one finds in watching a toddler fall down a lot as it learns to walk.
The original legacy posts didn’t have titles, but just using the original dates isn’t very search engine friendly, so as I revitalize them, I’m fixing broken links, correcting typos when I see them, adding tags, categories and the occasional editor’s note as well as stamping them with some post hoc titles.
Stay tuned for more of the past bubbling to the present as I do more house keeping in the coming months.
Jul 01
June 2013 – Quote of the Month
If ever there was a slamming of the door in the face of constructive investigation, it is the word miracle. To a medieval peasant, a radio would have seemed like a miracle.
― Richard Dawkins
Jun 28
I Expect More from a Dinosaur
It’s free and it has Dinosaurs, other than that, Jurassic Park Builder for the iPad has no redeeming values as a game and yet, sadly, I keep ‘playing’ it.
I put, ‘playing’ in scare quotes because there is virtually nothing in the game that requires any skill with the possible exception of the ‘The Code Red’ when a storm is unleashed on the island, requiring the player to touch each carnivorous dinosaur within a few seconds before time runs out.
Other than that, the game is nothing more than collecting coins and spending them on buildings, dinosaurs and clearing land for more of the same. The game lacks any charm or challenge found in good simulation games since there are no bad decisions to be made.
That said, the game has moderately good production value – with decent graphics, particularly considering that it is free. But really, the game just exists to try and get players to spend real dollars to buy upgrades or to participate in marketing promotions. (Neither of which I do.)
So, why do I play it? Because my iPad sits next to me on a table at home when I’m watching TV and on the occasion that I’m watching something that hasn’t been DVRed, I kill three minutes of commercial time by clicking on dinosaurs to watch the animations and gain coins so that I can engineer more dinosaurs. This is entertainment equivalent of chewing cud.
Mr. Hammond, after careful consideration, I’ve decided – not to endorse your park.
– Dr. Alan Grant
Jun 03
May 2013 – Quote of the Month
What is wrong with inciting intense dislike of a religion if the activities or teachings of that religion are so outrageous, irrational or abusive of human rights that they deserve to be intensely disliked?”
-― Rowan Atkinson
May 22
Twelve Years
‘2001’ still sounds like the future to me. Hell, I grew up watching Space 1999 and could hardly fathom that far flung future when we’d have cool spaceships like the Eagle Transporter.
But now, 2001 seems but a mere moment ago and yet, twelve years ago today I launched the first crude instance of Glen Green Dot Com. And a year ago today, I gave the site an extensive technical overhaul.
During those twelve years, I’ve managed to post to both my World View and Friends and Family sections at least once a month. That’s a minimum of 288 posts, not counting the Quote of the Month updates.
And yet after more than a decade, I still find myself wrestling with my expectations for this site. As I’ve commented before, the balance between personal privacy and having a soapbox to stand on is a breezy high-wire act that often leaves me off balance.
I’d like to post more often here, but I have a number of online sites that need feeding. I’ll admit that there is a good chance that’s a mistake. Perhaps I’m just raising a number of underfed babies as opposed to one healthy one. But those other sites have stemmed from my desire to keep the professional and personal at some distance from each other.
But besides my larger web presence, I have other constraints on my time like having to earn a living and having something of a life away from the computer. And my muse has the annoying habit of visiting me when I can’t post and deserting me when I have the time.
But, I still find merit in writing here if for no other reason, because I do get a kick out of reading past posts from time to time – it is a strange but entertaining measure of one’s time and life. And I often wish that my friends, who I of course find interesting, would do something similar. Facebook is alright but it lends itself more to sound bites than insights.
Well, I have no new site policies or philosophies to roll out. – Today, I’m here just to raise a glass of salute to one of my longest running projects – good, bad or boring, I’ve stuck with it and as always, I thank you for your kind patronage.
Happy 12th anniversary website!
May 16
Smooth Criminal Timberlands
One of the boots of a pair of treasured Timberland hikers had the out-sole come loose, so I took some Gorilla Glue and pored it between the rubber and the front of the shoe. I then balanced the boot on the front tip so that the weight would keep the gap pressed closed while it cured.
What I didn’t account for was the fact that Gorilla Glue foams and expands as it dries. When I removed the support from under the boot days later, I found the boot fixed upright to the garage floor like a Michael Jackson Smooth Criminal Loafer.
May 02
April 2013 – Quote of the Month
The road must be trod, but it will be very hard. And neither strength nor wisdom will carry us far upon it. This quest may be attempted by the weak with as much hope as the strong. Yet it is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: Small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.
-― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Apr 30
This Might Blow Your Mind
Hey mom and dad, gather the kids around – now the whole family can play an exciting game of chance and mock-suicide with ‘Party Roulette‘!
If you look closely at the photo, there is one guy who looks shocked while two women on either side of him are laughing. But my favorite is the blood thirsty woman behind him, arms raised in excitement because somebody they’re playing with just blew out an eardrum.
In fairness to the manufacturer, they don’t show kids playing on the box. Still, I was curious if there was an age restriction listed with it. The closest thing I could find was the product listing on Amazon which reads:
WARNING:CHOKING HAZARD — Children under 8 yrs. can choke or suffocate on uninflated or broken balloons. Adult supervision required. Keep uninflated balloons from children. Discard broken balloons at once.CHOKING HAZARD — Small parts. Not for children under 3 yrs.
There are clearly dark undertones to this game but if people want to play it: I say go for it. And if adults don’t want their kids playing it (which I think is wise), then don’t give it to the children.
Wikipedia has a list of noteworthy reports on Russian Roulette. Perhaps the most tragic incident is from the actor who still killed himself with a gun blank:
On October 12, 1984, American actor Jon-Erik Hexum suffered severe brain damage as a result of a Russian roulette stunt. The revolver that Hexum used was loaded with blanks and he apparently believed that the stunt was a harmless prank. However, the overpressure wave from the discharge of the blank propelled the round’s wadding into his temple. The impact shattered his skull and caused massive brain trauma. Six days later he was declared brain dead and was taken off life support.
Apr 02
March 2013 – Quote of the Month
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones. I am not afraid.
– Marcus Aurelius
Mar 29
Electric Libraries and Thigh-high Mud
Some days the internet is a wonder, where I feel my mind pulled at light speed through a nearly infinite maze of electric libraries and forums – each more interesting than the last. Other days, it’s a slog through thigh-high mud just to answer the door for a spammer or inane Facebook post.
My evening started with a series of Wiki posts with links that led from one fascinating article to the next: so much so even one essay would led me to open several tabs to new articles. – My reading list growing exponentially.
And then I made the mistake of switching to Facebook briefly… Sigh.
I have a love / hate relationship with Facebook. On the positive side, I’ve reconnected with old friends and found that, even 20 or more years after having last spoken with them that we have great simpatico. I also enjoy reading about friends who are far flung to the corners of the world. And even the posts of many I see everyday can be fun or enlightening.
But these are often outweighed by the junk posts: inane comments, dreadful thoughtlessness, and mindless glurge.
And many of my best friends are either not very involved with Facebook or actively hate it, which means that I don’t get to follow the daily happenings or passing insights of some of the people who interest me the most.
I’m not at all sure how to properly handle this dichotomy. I probably just need to unplug for awhile. Right after this next Wiki article…
Feb 27
Irony: Made in the USA
Sorting through my photo library, I came across this little gem which I shot in a grocery store in Florida in 2008. I’ll let it speak for itself.
Feb 01
January 2013 – Quote of the Month
The chief beauty about time is that you cannot waste it in advance. The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you, as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a single moment in all your life. You can turn over a new leaf every hour if you choose.
– Arnold Bennett
Jan 31
The Vanilla Shake Disaster
Sensing a presence standing above me I look up to the iHop waitress standing there. She looks disconsolate.
“I don’t want to upset you sir…” <pauses, apparently to let me prepare myself> but I can’t make you that vanilla milkshake…
The news of this tragedy was delivered with all sincerity and it actually made me laugh – not at her but at the absurdity of our lives. I think it was the word, ‘upset‘ that really triggered it for me.
I daresay that on of tne of the saddest aspects of being human is that, for the most part, most of us can’t long maintain a keen appreciation of our own good fortune.
And like most, I’ve experienced the death of loved ones, sickness and heartache. And as one goes through these events, we tend to, at least for a while, gain a different, perhaps broader perspective in life. The last two months has been one of those times for me.
I’ve also had the good fortune to visit poor countries and see first hand some aspect of true, long lasting poverty and suffering. If no other good comes from it, at least for awhile afterwards, I feel that I appreciate my own life a little better.
But after some time away from those situations, my mind adapts and I perceive my good fortune as the ‘norm’ and I take things for granted and, sorry to say, pine for more.
I don’t know… Perhaps this is a coping mechanism of the brain, so that it doesn’t burn out, allowing ourselves to relax so that we’re not always HYPER-AWARE of our circumstances and the precarious thread from which they hang. – I think the same thing goes for our mortality and the mortality of those we love.
Imagine somebody you love on their deathbed. Would you visit them? Would you call them? Would you say kind words to them? – I would hope so. And yet, all of our loved ones are just a step away from death but most of the time we live our lives as if there is always another tomorrow. Again: I think it may be a coping mechanism because we might never get anything done if we truly lived as if every day was our last (in spite of the clichéd songs.) – Who, after all, would go to work today if they thought they were going to die tomorrow?
And yet for a brief, silly moment today, as I sat in a heated restaurant, playing with the modern marvel that is my iPhone (even though it’s a generation behind – gasp!), as I waited for my delicious eggs and ‘Cinn-a-stack’ panckakes, I came to terms with the tragedy of the lost vanilla milkshake. I told the waitress that chocolate would be fine and spent the rest of my lunch reflecting on my undeserved good fortune.
Jan 05
December 2012 – Quote of the Month
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.― J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Dec 28
The Lost Sin City
Away for the Holiday
We went to Vegas over Thanksgiving for six days. The holiday hasn’t felt very homey for a very long time and we wanted to take good advantage of a few days off, so we found a good deal with Southwest and headed to the desert lights, – after all, nothing says, ‘homey’ like Las Vegas.
Old Shows, New Shows, Some Snooze Shows
We saw several shows, including some repeats for me: Blue Man Group (4th time), Penn & Teller (2nd time) as well as two new shows: Cirque du Soleil’s, “Zarkana” and an adult, burlesque themed show, “Absinthe” at Caesar’s.
The first time I saw Blue Man Group was many years ago at The Luxor with a friend and we loved it. I saw it again two more times over the span of several years with different people and always enjoyed it. Now though, the show has moved to Monte Carlo with new updates, but I’m sad to say that I was underwhelmed. Perhaps I’ve just seen the show too many times and it also didn’t help that we had a very low energy audience that couldn’t be motivated to get off of their asses during the dance segments or the shows raucous conclusion. The best update to the show were the floating eyeballs, accompanied by strange – whale like songs, that cruise over the audience’s heads as they find their seats
Zarkana was also a bit of a let down. It had been a traveling Cirque show and might really have impressed on the road or for first timers but it didn’t have the scale or cohesiveness of some of their other shows (my favorites being ‘O and Ka.)
However, Penn and Teller were once again great – they are true performers who put sincere energy into the shows that they do. Unlike Copperfield, who sleep walks through his act, P&T put energy into their show and don’t give the impression that they do hundreds each year. They also constantly add and remove acts from their sets, so even though I’d seen some of the routines before, others were brand new. It’s also worth noting that they’re decent and approachable enough to stay and greet their audience at the end of the show.
Lastly, Absinthe was a small show, performed inside a “tent” on the grounds outside of the main Caesar’s Palace casino. – I’ll start with my only nag about the show which was the poor seating, which was comprised of folding chairs circling a small stage area. (The stage was no more than 15 feet in diameter I’d guess.) The chairs weren’t comfortable and didn’t afford a great view (although much of the act did occur on some sort of raised platform.) It wasn’t horrible, and the tent was small so that nobody was very far away from the action but the seating would have benefited from some risers, stair-stepping higher the further from the stage they sat and some better padding.
That complaint aside, the show was very funny with off-colored humor and high energy, intimate acts. I’m sure that the show would offend some, but I took the humor to be very self aware, with tongue planted firmly in cheek.
Sin – Registered, Trademarked, Patent Pending
I still love Vegas even though I’m not really a gambler. – I’ll put a few dollars in a slot machine on occasion to pass some time and to feel as if I’m participating in the experience but I think I must have been there too many times in recent years because I had a day where I was bored and more than one occasion where I was frustrated by how corporate everything has become. – It use to be that Vegas was a place where you could get a deal but that’s getting harder and harder to come by: shows are expensive, meals are expensive (although with many better options, I have to admit) and even the hotels have irksome fees.
The following screen cap from the MGM website shows what the “Grand King” room, which I booked, supposedly includes. – You’ll note, “high-speed wi-fi” is listed.
So, I was dismayed when I was checking in and was told of a “Resort Fee” that added another $180 (or so) dollars to my tab. When I asked what the fee was for, I was told that it covered internet access and pool use.
Well, discounting the fact that wi-fi was already included in the room inclusions, and that anybody, guest or not, could hop onto the wi-fi network, I guess I paid $180 for pool access. Alas, all of the pools were closed but one – and that one was at the very extent of the property at the “Signature Towers” (approximate a 15 minute walk through the maze of the hotel and casino from our room.) Furthermore, the pool had limited hours and wasn’t heated and given that temperatures seldom went above the mid-seventies in the day and dropped to the fifties in the evening, was a useless ‘amenity’ to me.
I know that Vegas is constantly reinventing itself and that it’s no place for the sentimental, but I’m sad to also see that most of the free attractions have also disappeared. The latest attraction to go extinct was the free Lion exhibit at MGM. A shame, because, although I’ve never dropped much money gambling in Vegas, I’ve spent my fair share of greenbacks on my many visits and one of the reasons I’ve gone to the city in the past is the idea that I could get a deal and see some spectacle by just walking around.
Another one of my favorite aspects of Vegas is that it is over the top and surreal, but I realized that most of the old light lined streets are gone now – with the exception of The Flamingo and a few others. Now, the themed hotel / casinos are disappearing. I know that they were corporate manifestations as well but at least they were gauche – and I say that as a compliment. The new properties are classier, but not as much fun. I want a little ‘tacky’ in my Las Vegas. The sights are becoming more homogenous and tailored to the latest fashion.
Even the slots have changed – sure the coins were dirty, (- shouldn’t Vegas be a little sincerely dirty?) but I miss the clatter of silver winnings pinging into the tray. The one-armed bandits have been replaced with reward cards and buttons. Gambling was always a pursuit for those challenged at math, but the slot machines really feel like Skinner Boxes now.
Fremont Street still has some old school character, but it’s small and showing signs of change to the new corporate mandate as well.
Overall, much of Vegas just feels tamed now and it’s lost much of it’s Americana and sense of urban wilderness.
I was first taken to Vegas by my parents when I was a teenager and I’ll never forget the glow of the city as it rose like a sunrise from the utter blackness of the desert night. I can still remember the eye-opening awe of the city which seemed all the brighter from the miles of empty, light-less driving that led to it. In the years since, I’ve often enjoyed Vegas as a hub to kick start many adventures into the natural wilderness that surrounds it since the city is centrally located to the Grand Canyon, the Utah parks, Death Valley, Yosemite, Joshua Tree, Lake Powell and others. I think that for my next visit, I’ll have to make Vegas a hub into the wild again, staying only shortly at the start and end of the trip and hope that Vegas again gets a little more wild itself in the coming years.
In a city of illusion, where change is what the city does, it’s no wonder Las Vegas is the court of last resort, the last place to start over, to reinvent yourself in the same way that the city does, time after time. For some it works; for some it doesn’t, but they keep coming and trying.
– Hal Rothman
Dec 05
November 2012 – Quote of the Month
Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that ‘my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.
― Isaac Asimov
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