wacky….

I have a bunch of unique interests… surely I’m not the only one into –

airships, andy partridge, bac-o’s, banana pancakes, barada, beach glass, beans and rice, ben franklin, boardgames, bob wilson,brains in jars,brounettes, bucky fuller, captain spaulding, caregiving, chuck taine, cocoa crispies, comforters, cookie belcher,crash test dummies, criminal psychology, david niven, distributing labor, ack… cut and paste grows weary… look at your interest page… what’s black on your list?

inspired by latraviata-

Something that really makes me happy is the love and trust I get from Newton, the old cat. oh, god, you say… a cat story. Well, no, nothing in particular. It can be any pet, or friend, or loved one. There’s something really delightful in knowing that you can take more pleasure in doing things for another, take car eof them, and they grow from that love, returning it in whatever way that they know. For Newt, that’s sleeping in the same bed, playing paperwad fetch, and purring when I give him some affection.

struggling today with LJ

hard to say if it’s them or me, I suspect LJ, as my other surf-activities are doing ok. I lost a friend on my list, I wonder who it was? Not a reciprocal link, so it was someone fairly new, whom i’ve not read a great deal of.

this just in….

WASHINGTON (Reuters) – It’s official — early Americans practiced cannibalism, at least at one site in the U.S. Southwest, researchers said.

Cut-up bones and human blood found in cooking pots had long suggested that someone cooked seven people at an Anasazi site in southwest Colorado, but tests of human feces found at the site prove that someone ate them, according to Richard Marlar of the University of Colorado and colleagues.

The site, which seems to have been abandoned suddenly around 1150 A.D., has long intrigued scientists and provoked lengthy and often heated debate about what happened there.

“Several lines of evidence indicate that during the abandonment or soon after, the bodies of seven people of both sexes and various ages were disarticulated, defleshed and apparently cooked as if for consumption by other humans,” Marlar and colleagues wrote in their report, published in the science journal Nature.

“Here we show consumption of human flesh did occur as demonstrated in preserved human waste containing identifiable human tissue remains,” they wrote.

That someone was cut up and cooked is not in dispute — the bones were clearly butchered and human blood was found in cooking pots.

But some scientists have argued that this could have been part of a funerary ritual, or perhaps a deliberate act of terrorism by a small group of people aimed at scaring others away.

Something bad certainly seems to have happened at the settlement, one of many abandoned by people now known as the Anasazi, which means “ancient enemy” in Navajo.

The Anasazi mysteriously disappeared, but are believed to have been the ancestors of the modern-day Hopi and Zuni people, the so-called Pueblo Indians who built complex settlements.

Usually, Native Americans carefully cleaned up before they left a village or settlement, collecting valuables, stripping logs and roofing, and then often torching what was left.

Not at Cowboy Wash, Colorado.

There, cooking pots were left behind, as were tools, ornaments and construction materials.

And, scattered among them were human bones that had been cut up, cracked open and burned.

Perhaps left as one last insult was a lump of human excrement, laid in the ashy hearth.

It was this single turd — a coprolite in scientific terminology — that provided the proof.

Marlar’s team needed solid evidence that the men, women and children whose bones were found had been eaten. So Marlar’s team looked for myoglobin, a human protein, in the feces — and they found it.

“Human myoglobin should only be present in fecal material if it is consumed and passed through the digestive system by the depositor of the feces,” the team wrote.

The finding is certain to be controversial.

“Fur is probably going to fly over this,” said Tim White, an anthropologist at the University of California Berkeley who has studied early humans and who found evidence last year that some Neanderthals practiced cannibalism.

Cannibalism was used by many as an excuse to justify ”civilizing” native cultures — or for wiping them out. Accusing early Native Americans of a practice so abhorrent to so many societies will not be popular.

But anthropologist Christy Turner of Arizona State University has studied many southwestern sites where human bones appear to have been butchered. He describes evidence of cannibalism at 38 sites in his book “Man Corn: Cannibalism and Violence in the Prehistoric American Southwest.”

White thinks the evidence is pretty clear.

“Some of the long bones (such as leg bones) at these sites don’t have any ends to them at all,” White said in a telephone interview. That, he said, suggests they were processed to get the grease out — something people commonly do with animal bones.

Why would anyone do that?

“They were hungry,” he answered.

good day, sunshine…

Ahhh.. back at work, and the day is off to a decent start. 🙂 got my 5 mile walk in this morning, and it felt good to get home and showered before work. Current plans for the weekend involve surfing with Dave, Cathi and my Little Brother, if the swells are good Saturday AM. Didn’t get much sleep, but had a decent evening, tonight after work I’m planning on going with Suzy’s boyfriend Bernie to visit her, bring some magazines if she can have ’em, and try and keep her calm. I’ve not been to a prison visit in a long time (about a year) so I forget if certain things are contraband or not. Suzy’s in a real bind, but hopefully that now we’ve gotten her a real lawyer instead of a public defender, the wheels will speed up a bit. *fingers crossed*

off on a tangent. I’m currently on a Walt Whitman kick, as my earlier post may have shown. I think of that time period, and probably of the vast majority of american writers, he and Twain are very high up there on my list of faves, and I find them to be rather similar in mood and style. For a english lit guy, I have a huge love of american lit. From Ben Franklin to contempo stuff like Updike I think we’ve really got some great authors. in fact, I’m updating my interests right now. be back after that, and I get my morning java.

Hooray!

Crap day is over. Thursday ahead. good day, a Thursday.

So Swears I. Nothing will bug me today, and I’ll take everyone as they come. I double dog dare ’em to try. 🙂

Never underestimate the healing power of a kitten, leaves of grass, and a tall glass of iced tea.

Poem that got me going again –

AH POVERTIES, WINCINGS, AND SULKY RETREATS.
AH poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats,
Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me,
(For what is my life or any man’s life but a conflict with foes, the
old, the incessant war?)
You degradations, you tussle with passions and appetites,
You smarts from dissatisfied friendships, (ah wounds the sharpest of
all!)
You toil of painful and choked articulations, you meannesses,
You shallow tongue-talks at tables, (my tongue the shallowest of
any;)
You broken resolutions, you racking angers, you smother’d ennuis!
Ah think not you finally triumph, my real self has yet to come
forth,
It shall yet march forth o’ermastering, till all lies beneath me,
It shall yet stand up the soldier of ultimate victory.

You tell ’em, Walt!

Who says the US had no poets?

ok! found my song. :)

Here’s a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don’t worry, be happy
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don’t worry, be happy
Don’t worry, be happy now

{Refrain}
Oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Don’t worry
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Be happy
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Don’t worry, be happy

{Refrain}

Ain’t got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
Don’t worry, be happy
The landlord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Don’t worry, be happy
Look at me, I’m happy

{Refrain}
Give you my phone number
When you worry, call me, I make you happy

{Refrain}

Ain’t got no cash, ain’t got no style
Ain’t got no gal to make you smile
But don’t worry, be happy
‘Cause when you worry, your face will frown
And that will bring everyody down
So don’t worry, be happy
Don’t worry, be happy now

{Refrain}

{Refrain}

Now there, is this song I wrote
I hope you learned it note for note
Like good little children
Don’t worry, be happy
Listen to what I say
In your life expect some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don’t worry, be happy, be happy now

mp3 available at bottom of the page – http://www.freelines.ru/misc/dont_worry/

I’m stuck n post and reply mode. I think it’s due in part to the fact that I don’t want to sit still and think about my friends and myself even though I’m writing about them now.

to go by item.

1. I know 2 people in jail
2. I know 11 people who are potentially unemployed come end of month.
3. Does anyone get along with their parents? Not me, not many folks in lj-land, not many folks I work with. Is the generation gap getting wider?
4. I’m tired… and want to get my snooze-gear soon. You know the insomnia thing for Fight Club? That’s how dulled my senses are right now. Witty? I’m a dolt right now, and I know I can be more clever.

Must focus on something good. What good has happened today? I’m being too negative… can’t think of anything particularly positive that happened today.

Maybe if I get out of here at a decent hour, I can read a good book tonight, and lounge some. That’ll make stuff better. Will play with the cat. I’ll get some bubbles on the way home, and blow them for the kitty. I’ve got a weird vibe today… don’t like it. Need to find some good mood music, a nice color or something.

review.

The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes

My nominee for worst book of the year. This lame attempt at a high-octane crime thriller comes up far short of any sense of suspense or terror – or even mild interest.

I would describe the plot of “The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes,” but there is no plot. There seems to be no coherent story at all from one page to the next; just a list of edible ingredients and a short narrative on how to prepare them.

“The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes” starts out promisingly, with a short interlude on a nice steamed chicken with asparagus tips. However, that story line is never completed, nor is it ever referred to again. Instead, on the next page is a non-sequitor jump to another food-related storyline, this one involving a light pork steak roast with wild rice and corn.

I became so frustrated with “The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes,” I gave up on it just 130 pages in. There was no main character, no secondary characters, no love interest, no antagonist, no beginning, no middle, no end, no flashbacks, no climax, no humor, and no plot. Why anyone would ever buy and read “The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes” is a mystery to me.

The only possible use I can imagine for ” The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes” is if someone out there actually wanted to try to prepare the food dishes described within “The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes.” But as a taut crime thriller, “The Low-Carb Cookbook: The Complete Guide to the Healthy Low-Carbohydrate Lifestyle with over 250 Delicious Recipes” is a miserable failure.

Well, obviously, my post rate isn’t slowing down.

if anything it’s speeding up, due to the light workload today… I’m wating for stuff to show up, so I can finish my day. I imagine it’ll show up at 5 and give me a rush end of the day… I prefer a steady flow, but I guess the pokey time now is ok. Just polished off a lovely bowl of soup (veggie noodle! yum!) and a yummy lemon salad… yery tasty, and not terribly bad for me. 🙂 well, except for the salt in the soup, I guess… Looks like I spoke too soon about being slow today, some bfiller work just jumped on my desk. bah.

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