9245 – Saturday

Extremely tentative plans for a little yard-sale review (sale-sailing?) after my shots today. Hopefully we’ll find just stuff that’s awesome… the whole town of North Beach is having a village-sized yard sale next weekend. Maybe I’ll put out my old computer monitor for some lucky strong-backed mule to cart off the property.

Potential other things post needle-stick are the Eastern Shore, Marine Museum and maybe General Tanuki’s.

Or Maybe something different! It got to 87 degrees yesterday.. we might have to find a place to play in the shade!


Evening update- 

Saw a yard sale on the way to shots – Neighborhood cul-de-sac family collection on Limerick Lane. BHK got a spiffy cap for 50 cents – another Mao-meets surfer girl type cap. Not much else out there for us.

Got Stuck for allergies. Hardly a soul there, so it went quickly. 

Skipped the Eastern shore – Decided to hit the Vegetable Garden in Rockville, by way of a long, meandering tour through DC. Flew through Chinatown and some of the more seedy parts of town en route.

From there, a bit of an extended shopping trip. Eyeballed some workout equipment, picked up some ram for my laptop at Micro Center,  (checked out the EEE pc  – cute, and maybe in a month, once the 900 model is out) – Bought the father in law a e-tuner keychain, bhk an ipod clock-radio dock alarm clock, and myself an evil universal remote keychan. 

Continuing on – Dream Wizards for Balloon Cup  and Gloom (and a ten in ten die – opaque d10 inside a transparent one. pretty nifty.)

Casual Male XL for a few pairs of work pants, some v-neck shirts, and a new pair of shoes.

Back home the short way, for supper of pb&j on rice cakes. (sideline – made hot dogs for in-laws and BHK last night – both dinners were dandy)

Watched some TV, and now, it’s time for bed. g’nite dear journal. 



Hey, WotC have a bunch of classic D&D modules available for download – Including White plume mountain ! Probably the third commercial module I ever played after Keep on the Borderlands and Isle of Dread – certainly the first one I played that wasn’t included with a set of the game rules itself…

Wiki info on White Plume Mountain here.

Of the three, White Plume was the most fun.. I had characters that had a decent skill set and abilities, but it was still tricky – held a goodly dose of puzzles and challenges. All of the S-modules were fun, but I liked plume more than tomb of horrors, and  Barrier Peaks. (Peaks was cool – great setting, but just too deadly for my lower level guys to deal with. It could be nicely reworked into something a bit more survivable and plotted, I think.)

If I had to pick my favorite low-level module, I’d have to go with Against the Cult of the Reptile God – I think the setting was a lot more fun than any of the other 1-3 level modules we played back in the day, and it was the first one I successfully ran for the library group as a DM. Sort of funny to see them listed as classic – I remember picking them up when they came out – still wrapped in plastic, most of them 3-hole punched at the factory.



Larry’s coming along nicely with the electric guitar. He’s got the body just about done… needs holes for the pickups in the back, and then some stain and coat next. This is the first time in a while that he’s taken time to work on it – it’s a beautiful bit of craftsmanship thus far, and I look forward to hearing how it sounds. There’s talk of him making me a bass after this one is finished, too. (Made from the maple that’s growing far to close to our house’s foundation… not to mention the branches that could take out the roof in a bad storm.

I wonder how his projects will be affected when they rent out the blue house? The workshop half of the two-car garage there… not sure how tenants would feel about him running power tools here and there. Of course, that also begs the question of where I’ll run off and hide to wrap Christmas presents, come next Yuletide season.

Ah well, no big fears either way.  I expect he’ll continue to do projects for many, many years to come. This weekend, we’re tilling the garden – and hopefully planting my blueberry seedling.  BHK has already potted the daisies and put them outside – I’m looking more forward to plants that produce food items, and the possibility of keeping a beehive.



1 year ago – falafel with the gang, adapting to a higher house-population, personality test results,

2 years ago – how to glue 2 things, sketch-it, mgum, moonies and sushi

3 years ago – on call techs, residence addresses, 45,800 scottobear entries [now 84,100], flickr letter gizmo, krypto cartoon, Tomi says hi, speech recog test, luxie_loo, pics from tv interview, monkey swat team, new Sophocles, Euripides and Hesiod, new pope

4 years ago – using lappie (broken big brain), teleconference prep

5 years ago – got all 30 eggs, there folks, palm pictures and more doodles, bro n upswing, SQ/EQ, brain chart

6 years ago – Vampires around the world and how to snuff ’em, mushiness, good, simple food.

7 years ago – mix CD, flying capybara quote, missing girlGeotarget

9244 – friday

BHK made stuffed cabbage last night… it was super yummo. I was a bit cranky and creaky watching Enchanted with her and the In-laws… the movie had a couple of cute bits in it, but was pretty cut-and-paste throughout. No real surprises, short of the animal bits, which I liked the most. City-animal summoning was keen… Flies were more disconcerting than roaches, I think.

Today BHK is meeting me at work for a little lunch picnic on the lawn downstairs… It’s supposed to be mid-70s and sunny!

Thank you, anonymous commenter for the pancakes video.





Best quote heard recently – “Trust in God, but tie your camel to the post.” (I’ve heard it before, but not in conversation.)

On religion- recently got a link to a church furniture store via Newtcam. Slogan – Do you know the difference between a good pew and a bad pew?




Scientists say the Earth gives off a low, constant hum. The origin of the hum is a mystery, but it drives Mars freaking nuts.



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via David Byrne’s Journal

There’s a lovely and surprising piece in the NY Times Arts section disguised as yet another article on the China Tibet issue and the Olympic torch relay. The piece points out that the torch relay originated with the Nazis. It was a bit of stagecraft thought up by Carl Diem and filmed by Leni Riefenstahl for her 1938 hymn to Aryan supremacy, Olympia. The Wagnerian imagery is mythic: within a landscape of Greek ruins, a naked and pure human specimen holds a javelin as it is lit by a bowl of fire, and then transports the burning torch to the Rhineland—well, the symbolism is pretty obvious.



The Relay of Fire Ignited by the Nazis
The New York Times
By Edward Rothstein
14 April 2008

If you want to know how the Olympic torch really began its “Journey of Harmony,” as the Chinese call its current relay, if you want to see why the torch has had to pass through a human obstacle course composed of protesters, SWAT teams and police in San Francisco, Paris and London, then do not look to Tibet’s grievances against China. Look to the opening of Leni Riefenstahl’s 1938 film, “Olympia.”


In that homage to Berlin’s 1936 Olympic Games the origins of this ritual are revealed. Never before had a lighted torch been relayed from a Greek temple in Olympia to an athletic competition, let alone by thousands of runners trying to keep it from being extinguished.


So Riefenstahl creates the myth the Greeks never got around to telling, creating a filmic counterpart to the opening of Wagner’s “Ring,” in which an entire world gradually emerges from elemental fragments. The camera begins by surveying a misty landscape of ruins, of shattered pillars and overgrown grasses. Restless and circling, the camera reveals a Greek temple standing amid the stones. Heads and the bodies of Greek statues appear in an eerie erotic landscape. Under the sensuous caresses of Riefenstahl’s lens, a naked discus thrower comes to life, polished stone becoming muscular flesh. Another athlete prepares to throw a javelin, its trajectory leading toward a bowl of fire. Lighting the Olympic torch, another nude acolyte triumphantly raises it aloft like Wagner’s Siegfried displaying his sword.


Humanity is given its purpose; the relay begins. The torch is conveyed from one bearer to the next and ends in Berlin at a 110,000-seat stadium where it ignites an altar of flame. Through shimmering heat the sun itself can be seen, vibrating in sympathy. And Hitler salutes the cheering crowds.

This passing of the torch thus demonstrates a lineage of inheritance — a historical relay — making Nazi Germany the living heir to Ancient Greece. A claim was being staked.


This claim was not unrelated to the very existence of the Olympic games. As Nigel Spivey shows in his book “The Ancient Olympics,” many different traditions, myths and cults fed the Greek games. But the founding of the modern Olympics was far more straightforward. A German scholar, J .J. Winckelmann (1717-1768) proposed excavating Olympia, the ancient site of the Greek games; the honor was eventually left to a 19th-century German scholar, Ernst Curtius.

It was a Frenchman, however, Baron Pierre de Coubertin, who founded the modern international Olympics with the first games in 1896, explicitly declaring that the French should reconstitute what the Germans had exhumed. The implied rivalry was more bloodily enacted in the battlefield beginning in 1914, two years before Germany was supposed to host the games for the first time.


Then, after its defeat, Germany was banned from the Olympics in 1920 and 1924. So hosting the games in Berlin in 1936 was a kind of restitution, like the one the Nazis sought on a grander scale, undoing the humiliating post-World War I penalties. (Germany had also just remilitarized the Rhineland.) But Hitler wanted the torch fully in German hands. He authorized a resumption of German excavations at Olympia while an organizer of the 1936 games, Carl Diem, came up with the idea of the relay.


“In 1940,” Hitler told the Nazi architect Albert Speer, “the Olympic Games will take place in Tokyo. But thereafter they will take place in Germany for all time to come.” Speer was to build a 400,000-seat stadium in Nuremberg as the Olympics’ permanent home. (An exhibition about the 1936 games will open at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum on April 25.)


The International Olympic Committee, of course, offers a slightly different account of the torch relay. (See multimedia.olympic.org/pdf/en_report_655.pdf.) The Olympic Museum in Lausanne, Switzerland, explains that the torch alludes to the “positive values that Man has always associated with fire,” its relay transmitting “a message of peace and friendship amongst peoples.” But the Olympics still preserves the self-loving aura of the Nazi myth.


White-robed priestesses in the ruined temple of Hera (all actresses of course) light the torch using focused rays of the sun; backup flames insure that the fire’s lineage remains intact in case the main torch is temporarily extinguished (as it was this year). “The purity of the flame,” the Olympics brochure piously explains, “is guaranteed by the way it is lit using the sun’s rays.”


It was partly in opposition to such fetishistic reverence that in 1956, as the torch made its way to the games in Melbourne, Australia, a student interloper made a model out of a chair leg and a plum-pudding can stuffed with a burning pair of underpants and solemnly presented the flaming symbol to the mayor of Sydney. But more recently the relay has needed no help in attaining kitsch and stunt. In 1976 the flame was used to send an electronic pulse by satellite from Athens to Ottawa, where a programmed laser lighted a torch. In 1996 the passing of the flame took place between two parachute jumpers. In 2000 a flaming torch (presumably protected) was carried under water at the Great Barrier Reef.


Now, despite China’s attempt to put a smiley face on the torch relay — “Light the Passion, Share the Dream” says the Chinese Web site (see torchrelay.beijing2008.cn/en) — the Tibetan protests have laid bare its nationalist essence. There are reasons why the Chinese wanted a route that invoked glory (by touching Everest’s peak) and power (by passing through Taiwan).


Of course in 1936 the relay reflected a more ominous threat. The torch was carried through Salonika, Greece; Sofia, Bulgaria; Belgrade, Yugoslavia; Budapest; and Vienna, and was welcomed along the way not by extensive protests but with pro-Nazi demonstrations. A prescient editorial in The New York Times, sensing the drumbeats of war, called the torch’s route a “strategic highway” that traced the line of the German “Drang Nach Osten” — the drive to the East that the Kaiser sought in the First World War, and which Hitler was soon to put into practice.


Since then the torch’s routes, like the games themselves, have regularly been subject to disruption and conflict. The defense of the Olympic enterprise is that the universal ideals of good sportsmanship and fair-mindedness provide a means to transcend national difference. But the history suggests that sentimentality is being slathered over rituals and practice that proclaim something quite different.


The Greeks themselves were more forthright. They believed, Mr. Spivey suggests, that “all games were war games.” At a conference at Yale this month about Greek “hoplite” warfare — in which a wide array of Greek citizenry supposedly maneuvered together in vast, linked phalanxes — one hypothesis was that this reflected a revolutionary view of an interconnected citizenry. In this light all war games also became social games. At any rate all games were as serious as war, and none were about the brotherhood of all mankind.


Perhaps, then, pretense should be eliminated. The Olympic Games should simply acknowledge that they reflect wars fought by other means. Not a pleasant thought, but perhaps closer to the truth than the perspective of Avery Brundage, the fifth president of the International Olympic Committee, who just after the 1936 Berlin games said they proved that the Olympics are “the most effective influence towards international peace and harmony yet devised.”


“Nazi Olympics: Berlin 1936” runs from April 25 through Aug. 17 at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington; ushmm.org/museum/exhibit/online/olympics.





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3 years ago – mzk, dr who, nbc6 video feed

4 years ago – Khaan!, walkabout statue pictures, CoH, tv turnoff week, Jenjen

5 years ago – Passover, Good Friday, House of 1000 corpses, hair registry idea, past life poll

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