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benison

benison BEN-uh-suhn; -zuhn, noun:
Blessing; benediction.

Benison comes from Old French beneison, from Latin benedictio, from benedicere, “to bless,” from bene, “well” + dicere, “to say.”

Every moment spent with my love is a benison, exhilarating and heartwarming each step of the way.

Login again….

The infamous “fast server cookie not sticking” bug is finally fixed. Basically, the history was like this:

— it worked
— moved code around and broke it
— fixed it in CVS
— fixed it manually on the site
— clobbered it on the site
— (still fixed in CVS)
— updated back from CVS, so it’s fixed again, for good.

Check that you’re hitting sheila or gerald. If not, go login again.

Superior – Quien es mas Macho? A fun mexican wrestling game for 2 people and a deck of 52.

SUPERIOR!

Quien es mas Macho?


Los Luchadores!!

Superior! Quien es mas Macho? is a two-player card game
using an ordinary deck of playing cards. Although not necessary, it
is fun to think of the card game as being a wrestling match — the
cards are the various maneuvers each wrestler performs and the suits
represent “styles” of wrestling (Clubs= Martial Arts & Brawling,
Spades= Throws, Power Moves & Grappling, Diamonds= Acrobatics and
Jumping, Hearts= “Personality” moves such as appealing to the crows,
cheating, posing and posturing).

You know you want to play.

“Stop that crying! I’ll give you something to cry about!”

Basic cruelty by those in power seems to be an element of human design. (Fortunately I’ve encountered a few exceptions.)

In ‘The Glass Teat’ Harlan Ellison recounts a story he says he got from Mattel insiders involved in product testing. A doll was made that upped the ante on the usual wetting and crying, making the reactions a bit more interactive. When rocked gently or given a bottle it would gurgle and coo, but when treated roughly or spanked it would cry.

The test children quickly learned which stimulus would provide which reaction, and also quickly decided which was more fun. Soon the only response coming from the dolls were cries as the children found new ways to trigger them.

Apocryphal, I know, but consistent with what I’ve seen.

Yes, you don’t often see little girls torturing their dollies, but those dollies don’t cry. There’s something about a victim begging for mercy that seems to throw some malignant switch in homo sapiens.

It reminds me a little of the Stanford Prison Experiment. A good overview with pictures and some short video is here.

Briefly, in order to study some aspects of prisons volunteers agreed to play guards and prisoners for at $15 a day for 1-2 weeks. A hallway and some small rooms in the Psych building were made into a “prison” with CCTV monitoring. The students were arbitrarily divided into two groups by a flip of the coin. Half were randomly assigned to be guards, the other to be prisoners.

“Our planned two-week investigation into the psychology of prison life had to be ended prematurely after only six days because of what the situation was doing to the college students who participated. In only a few days, our guards became sadistic and our prisoners became depressed and showed signs of extreme stress.”

Peaceful sleep

grassland

I dreamed of being in a caravan travelling a great wilderness trail, down a tree-covered mountain pass. As we continued our descent, the sky opened up again, brisk and autumnal, almost seeming more broad than the horizon could hold…

The plain below, compared to the mountains, seemed level as a lake.

The wind made strokes across it, as if drawing poems in a calligraphy of curves and lines on a vast canvas of green…

No wildlife on the ground was visible at this distance, but I could feel the area was vibrant with activity just beyond the scope of my sight.


And She Was
——————

And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing

And she could see a nearby factory
She’s making sure she is not dreaming
See the lights of a neighbor’s house
Now she’s starting to rise
Take a minute to concentrate
And she opens up her eyes

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)
The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was

And she was drifting through the backyard
And she was taking off her dress
And she was moving very slowly
Rising up above the earth
Moving into the universe
Drifting this way and that
Not touching ground at all
Up above the yard

CHORUS

She was glad about it… no doubt about it
She isn’t sure where she’s gone
No time to think about what to tell them
No time to think about what she’s done
And she was

And she was looking at herself
And things were looking like a movie
She had a pleasant elevation
She’s moving out in all directions

CHORUS

Joining the world of missing persons (and she was)
Missing enough to feel all right (and she was)

Dreams last night.

For some reason the Jeffersons were the first family. (Not Thomas, the TV couple, George and Weezy.) I worked as a special attache to them, and I dealt with it ok, even though the President kept calling me “Honky Hippie”, and “Jive Turkey”. It was a good job, regardless, because Mrs Jefferson was constantly bringing me homemade cookies and making fun of George. I woke up actually smelling tollhouse. So… who wants to give me a cushy gov’t job with baked goods as a perq?

I hired a bunch of people I know as assistants….my sweetie as webmaster, as the press conference guy. It sort of felt like an episode of spin city. I do remember that I wasn’t obliged to wear a collar and tie, which was quite nice, too.

redoubtable & waspish

redoubtable rih-DOW-tuh-buhl, adjective:
1. Arousing fear or alarm; formidable.

2. Illustrious; eminent; worthy of respect or honor.

Redoubtable derives from Old French redouter, “to dread,” from Medieval Latin redubitare, “to fear,” literally “to doubt back at,” from Latin re- + dubitare, “to doubt.”

waspish (WOS-pish) adjective

1. Like a wasp, in behavior (stinging) or in form (slender build).

2. Easily annoyed; irascible; petulant.

[From wasp, from Middle English waspe, from Old English waesp, from waeps.]

the first link is *Amazing*

Esther says - You better check this out, sucka!Same As it Ever Was
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An Internet archive offering snapshots of the web’s past goes live. You can type in a URL and see what the page looked like all the way back to 1996. The archive features five times as much text as the Library of Congress (web.archive.org).

Scary – you can see the evolution (or lack thereof) of my website A neat feature is that you can look at your friends list way off in the past. 🙂 My friends list from long ago… I link to many different people now.

also….

Slowpoke!
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Alta Vista searchers may be getting results that look like archive finds as the former search leader hasn’t updated listings since July.