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9299 – Saturday

Had a lovely time shopping for Alan’s b’day present wrapping after my standard morning’s shots. Got a haircut (contrary to photo, I don’t plan on gelling it into a faux-hawk regularly), Lunched at Ledo’s, but I think the stop off at *$ for a little coffee drink took gave BHK a bit of sourbelly, so we headed home, napped and listened to the gumball-sized hail fall unexpectedly from the sky. (There were also tornado warnings, but no sign of that.)

The weather eased while we waited for the in-laws to get ready for the party… we were aiming for a launch time of about 5pm, and we left circa 6:40. Fortunately, we took Chris’s eternal case of time dilation into account, so we got there only about 10 minutes late.

Alan’s party was nice – quite a diverse group of people there, drunks and non-drunks – I finally got to meet JC and Mamacita, but Mamacita didn’t bring her Chihuahua with – maybe next time. I’d say the little house had about 50 people in it at prime time – they hired a doorman, bartender, and a few waiters – but it was a truly casual and pleasant outing… not a lot of seating, but standing wasn’t bad, thanks to my epidural earlier in the week.

He didn’t open his goodies – his true b’day is Sunday… I imagine he’ll like the blooming tea.

Tina and Matt were there – looks like Matt’s losing some weight – Good for him!



Interesting stuff. -(to me, anyhow) Built-in command line windows security tools.



RIP – Bill Elder.



for a quick minute of fun – played in browser. –Robokill.



1 year ago – mortgage, topology, newtcam2, condo issues, firefly and mosquitoes are out, linkdump

2 years ago – may ends, dr octagon, mad now unfunny in color, key west flare vigilante, fragged with bro, blood / allergy sticks, me as jeanbunny, mm flakes back

3 years ago – depth perception, bald oscars, intel drm chips, santana, nice monday, mp3 mashups (new locations here), pros and cons, Lost is Zork (even moreso with the green monitor), connections to people, fish heads, chipmunk stripes

4 years ago – Memorial day, hell in miniature, new mouse, zombie, quiet day, little house

5 years ago – comment screening, monty burns, ch-57, silly newt, matrix reloaded explanation

6 years ago – Prezzies and rain, springer, peanut butter soda, tempestmir introduces Newt to Newt. LRsetup program crashes out, sleeping Friday five

7 years ago – pervicacious, time changes, Mikey passes away, walkies, Hubris and Gnosis, heh yuh dun?, evil news

8 years ago – polytron, country musicGeotargetVisitor Map

9289 – Wednesday

Pyewacket says, “Soon.. it will be my turn in the sun. Soon.”



tackle followed.

pyecam (06.39 PM May 18, 2008)



BHK made some awesome Spicy Thai-style curry soup last night. We had the in-laws over and watched the first half of “What Mrs. McGillicuddy Saw

Thought we had the whole thing on tivo, but Whoops! It was a 2-parter. Good to David Warner, even if he wasn’t a primary.


More pictures taken recently – Newton and Pye playing, fighting, pixellated, hancock standee found object to color a pedestrian punching devices and me on the bus. Also, a snake in our yard, and birds I gave popcorn. Clicks embiggen, as always.

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BHK turned me on to PMOG – The Passively Multiplayer Online Game. My profile is here…if you play, let me know! Will it be the next KoL ? Only time will tell!



Slow-motion videos of people getting punched in the face (background on the clips, shot at 1000 frames per second) [via]



1 year ago – voice post – testing the auto-transcribe, work, strangers with candy

2 years ago – birthday party mental_circles, with pictures

3 years ago – creepy star wars moment, S.T.A., world view, making fiends #18

4 years ago – gmail trades, archive the dead, fruit pies, pirate, bro broke another straw

5 years ago – gamer purity, my buffy blasphemy, newt-grumpy/nosy, p/t, SOP

6 years ago – rainy, ashcroft snooping, what’s better, catgrass growing crazy, more pictures to repair, SOP, Lao-tze

7 years ago – bibelot, albedo, TV crushes, Dark Sun, Post to the net/privacy rant, enneagram, SOP, evil news, ‘hear, hear’

8 years ago – nuffin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


9279 – Thursday – It was all a dream.

Dreamt last night that we were touring a pair of Monasteries – Tibetan style, Buddhist things. Apparently, I wasn’t too interested in the firs tone, and had to rush to the second before the bell rang – doors would lock and wild dogs tore apart anyone not inside one of the two feuding temples when the bells summoned them.

The ground between the two buildings slid and shifted… I (much more nimbly than I might’ve in waking life) leaped from stepping stone to stepping stone, avoiding too-clear water that was running thickly, like syrup. Once on the second place’s stairs, the dogs curled up and went to sleep.

The building itself was very nifty – all sorts of oddities inside, not unlike a Ripley’s. One was closed off with a curtain – a skeletal mammoth with an elephant-sized, but human shaped skull – save for a single tusk/horn curling upwards from the tip of the chin area of the mandible. I went to take a picture of it, but a guard (I don’t recall his garb – if he was a mall security type or a warrior-sort.. I just knew he worked there, wasn’t just some guy) told me that it was forbidden. He then smiled at me, took a picture with his cell phone and was promptly gored by the skeleton. The tusk tore a rip in him from crotch to throat and where he opened up, rose petals fell until the body was just an empty skin.

A different member of the monestary showed up and apologized to me – I couldn’t attend service, because the priest was shorter than me. However another fellow, taller than me would be available to walk me through services on Tuesday, at 8:30. I asked if he meant morning or night, and he laughed… “Don’t you work? – it’s at night.. it’ll be 8:30 pm to 10pm, then there’ll be snacks, bell ringing and wheel turning. Does your wife dance?”

I said that she did, though we really have never been.

I’ve never been to a Tibetan monastery… now, I suspect that I’ll be a bit disappointed.

After telling her about it, BHK says that I’ll never get hot dogs grilled with onions and green peppers for dinner again. I hope that’s not the case.



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Gorilla mask-wearing robber demands money, pants.



Police believe they have arrested the man who, wearing a gorilla mask, robbed a 62-year-old woman at gunpoint Monday night and later ordered another man to hand over his pants.


The woman was getting into her car at the 3035 Hamilton Church Road Wal-Mart at 10:15 p.m. when the masked gunman appeared. He pulled the car door open and tried to wrestle away her purse, police said. She fought back and kicked her assailant.


He, along with an accomplice, then got into a maroon Pontiac SUV and fled.


Less than an hour later, two 27-year-old men were walking back to their apartment from a Bell Road convenience store when a Pontiac SUV pulled up beside them. A gunman wearing a gorilla mask got out and demanded not only money, but the black cargo pants worn by one of the men.


The pair gave them money and the pants, and the gunman got back into the Pontiac and fled, police said.


At midnight, Officer Shaun Hardin spotted a maroon Pontiac Aztec and stopped it on Haywood Lane near Faulker Drive. The driver, Adrian Cornelius Alexander, 23, of Highland Ridge Drive in LaVergne, did not have a valid license and was taken into custody, police said. In the vehicle, police found a gorilla mask, bandanas, two bullets, several pairs of latex gloves and the black cargo pants belonging to one of the Bell Road robbery victims.


The victims identified Alexander as the robber, police said. He, along with his passenger Antwan Haynes, 18, of LaVergne, have been charged with two counts of aggravated robbery, police said.


Charges for the Wal-Mart attack are expected to be placed in the next two days, police said.






I just noticed that it’s the anniversary of my father’s death. It was ages ago… I miss him, now that I think about it, but I haven’t really had him in my thoughts much in recent times. I wonder why… I wouldn’t have realized if I hadn’t seen the archives, at least not until I saw 5/15 on my calendar at work, I guess.



1 year ago – Father’s Death Anniversary, Mom hears from Bro re: his sentencing, my challenges, happy to be “up north” and out of FL, people who have moved, more shaved ice (with pix)

2 years ago – bird flu / monkey pox, walkabout, podcasts, newtcam pics, jack lemmon, hoot, saucermen, exploding pants, bus ride poll, hail,

3 years ago – MP gift, pabst t, won rum, don lapre’s vitamin, personality defect, walkabout pics, monkey at large/safety in numbers, vampire sugar fuel cell, florida medicine is stupid, I smell good

4 years ago – first palm doodle on new palm, wireless sync, pics from houstons (hypno-orb), Library of Alexandria Discovered, Bones Found In Bag At Florida Cemetery

5 years ago – palm doodles, dreams / reflections on the old crew, chicken hawk cards,mailbox mystery, lunar eclipse, first use of publix grocery deliveries,Teen Girl Squad #3

6 years ago – saw waking life, dream thoughts, prep for star wars expedition

7 years ago – evil news, tumor thoughts, astley gives me defective hardware, humors,hunger-poll, Tsarist Russia photos in color, Paid users get fasterservers, Florida JokeGeotarget

9272 – Thursday-

BHK made a fantastic and healthy supper of bean/spinach salad and spicy stir-fry tofu “beef” and broccoli. Delicious and nicely filling.

Chris and Larry are heading out of town this weekend… and they’re taking Tigger with ’em. No real Mother’s Day things happening this weekend after all – maybe a nice day of painting some pottery, instead?



The latest and greatest version of VZ Navigator (4.0), which tosses in traffic avoidance for 75 cities, along with 3D view plus some other nifty stuff is live right now. (Includes Baltimore and Washington dc!)

I’m looking forward to seeing how solid it is!



I’m still on the phrase “STEAMED CATFISH IN BANANA LEAVES!”

Sorry.

More info on ITALIAN SPIDER-MAN.

Not Sorry.



I’m alternately happy and sad that LJ has finally disabled this stalker feature – Users will only view the number of entries they are allowed to read in calendar views. (Source)



Volcanoes spewing lightning? Wizard war, more like.

Speaking of same… I forget if I’ve mentioned it or not, but save for a little too much fanboy junk, I pretty much dig the Dresden files books… but I can’t seem to get into Jim Butcher’s Codex Alera “Horse and Swords” fantasy stuff.



1 year ago – saltine bandit, rockin’ sleestaks

2 years ago – mongolia head, sleep, black hat, hurricane info, battle of the beasts

3 years ago – Mother’s Day, Bro, heath, hugs, a sticker, walkies pics – graffiti, mission field, vehicles, bernie dexter, hitler’s ghost

4 years ago – Laser belt, mental health supporter, quiz of Doooooom, busy bee, nice night out, Disney tour, naked mole rap, duality issues, Newt pic

5 years ago – PT gig jkg, mr rogers asteroid, x2 good reviews, mh about half what it is today (997 vs 2196)

6 years ago – Neuro appt, my magnetic head theory, original thoughts, MRI

7 years ago – weird news, slow wake, old paranoia, bad food from my childhood, ljer herd pollGeotarget

9268 – Sunday –

Bagel, cream cheese, strawberries and pineapple for breakfast – BHK and I slowly worked our way into the morning today.

In-laws came over to do some gardening with BHK- all of it clothed, thanks. Tilled the area, replanted our “volunteers”, potatoes, zucchini, cabbage and carrots that came back after last year’s planting. I’m really looking forward to seeing what sprouts first!

I was feeling pretty out of it today – rested from 1pm to 5, and off to bed now at 10. I hope I’ve got my brains back together for tomorrow… I imagine that I will.



Better link for Oshi – I could easily turn it into a 2house game… perhaps call it Martian Push or even code it for online play, if copyright issues didn’t exist.



I know I’ve linked here before but I really want a secret door from these guys. Perhaps in a dresser leading to the crawlspace under the stairs?

Microsoft’s not only delaying Windows XP SP3 temporarily, but they’re also pulling off Windows Vista SP1—which has already been pushed out to automatic software update—because of potential incompatibilities. Most of us don’t need to worry about it since this is just an issue with MS’s SQL Servers that affect Microsoft Dynamics Retail management systems. Unless you’re running a SQL database at home to track the chore distribution for your family, you can go ahead and manually fetch the update and install it yourself.



1 year ago – 2 fun days coming up, super sleepy, ace of cakes, blood donation, cath engaged (now married!), first journey to Aardvark, car heartbeat sensor useless vs undead, sliders pic

2 years ago – pizza hut pondering, inc. PamM, Brent Ashland, and Steve Jacoby, carrageenan, southerner, wayward son, pictures of golden morning, sniffy newt

3 years ago – enzyte, fishbone, newton at kittenwar, bro lesson, interview meme

4 years ago – crazy-face pic, rainy-day pictures, jb finds me a local house on ebay (only 3.8 Mil!)

5 years ago – Mayah talk, D&C 2 months into another kidlet, icepacks, thinking about 5/5

6 years ago – Kazaa lite, passing osbournes along, gamelan music

7 years ago – mushy, ullage, purple cow, backdating implementedGeotarget




9261 – Thursday – May Day!

Went to Supper at Mama Lucias with BHK and the in-laws… food was good and it was nice to sit around the table and make small talk. BHK and I split gnocci with marinara and eggplant parm.

No ghosts seen or dealt with last night, despite Walpurgisnacht.

New month – Things to do today – pay mortgage, check doctor’s appointments and meds, and finish making out my will. (no particular reason, dear journal, just that it’s out of date.)




Modular robot reassembles when kicked apart

One step closer to crawling hands and unstoppable robot zombies, I say. About time.



Nerdy thought of the moment.
d&d beasts owl bear 2

Self-comparison to Owlbear: Scottobear

Frequency: Unique
No. appearing: 1
Armor Class: 8 (7)
Move: 6″ (bad back/leg- if repaired, 12″)
Hit Dice: 2
% in lair:50%
Treasure type: K, W in lair
(if you know how to use a credit card or a checkbook)
No of Attacks: 1
Damage/Attack: By weapon type (usually 2-8, I think)
Special Attacks: Hug
Special Defenses:nil
Magic Resistance:Standard
Intelligence:Very
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Size: L (6’6″ tall, Broad)
Psionic Ability:Nil
Attack/Defense Modes:Nil

This intelligent, but docile creature will flee an attack if possible, but if cornered or if his home or family are threatened, will fight fiercely. His habitat is a cottage near the bay, with his mate and two cats. His hide is worth between 500 to 2000 gold pieces if sold to the right collector.

Both of us have hugs as special attacks.


She’s just bein’ Miley is stuck in my head… thanks, BHK!



I want to go with BHK to DC’s month long multi-media event, ARTOMATIC. (www.artomatic.org ). At last count, over 1000 artists are participating, and it’s totally free to attend – it looks fantastic. (Plus, Britishink will be there, doing tattoos, so we can give Cyn her b’day prezzie!)

Britishink will be be recreating a working Victorian Tattoo Parlour, complete with a display of the history of tattooing, machines, art, and tattoo related photography. If you want to be part of the art, they can accommodate you and tattoo you there. (Cyn’s portfolio is here and more stuff here – take a gander, she does keen stuff – our wedding present from her was a drawn (not inked on us) love knot that was gorgeous.)

Capitol Plaza I
1200 First Street, NE
Washington, DC 20002
Metro: Red Line, New York Ave., M St exit

ARTOMATIC opens on Friday, May 9th. Days and hours are:
Wednesday: 5pm-10pm
Thursday: 5pm-10pm
Friday: Noon – 2am (yes, you read that correctly)
Saturday: Noon – 2am
Sunday: Noon – 10pm
Closed on Mondays and Tuesdays
The last day is June 15th




Cute overload has tempted me too far. Must go see the baby elephant in baltimore.



Wikipedia has more to say about May Day than I might, this year. North Beach has a Maypole by the bay… I wonder when it’ll be danced beneath?

I think it’s neat that most maypoles are made of maple. I have no idea of the origin of the word maple, but somehow I doubt it’s due to the holiday.



Random factoid – “Mayday” is the internationally recognized voice radio signal for ships and people in serious trouble at sea. Made official in 1948, it is an anglicizing of the French m’aidez, “help me”.



1 year ago – May day thoughts, newt and pye sharing, my zombie eyes, chimney cleaners, Walpurgisnacht

2 years ago – charmed and dr who, bob ross, 20% , houses and kitties, tummy ache, lennon quote, i like monkeys, may day

3 years ago – family factoids, mail forwarding booboo, skipped air show, costcocremation urns, Classic Cheesy Comics, Minneapolis Beggars Guild?,Burrito Weapon

4 years ago – rough night on call, may day, Spanish channel family feud answers,budget assist, air and sea, Dan’s students put up a site, Newt-parrot,mum issue, memories, cam pics

5 years ago – There, mayday, top40 drop, ortho, on Workmans comp

6 years ago – free scoop, invaders, stuff meme

7 years ago – buck rogers, geography and climate, nightclub, trundle, lj-cut ponder, misc evil news, organ donor poll, wild partyGeotargetVisitor Map

9259 – Wednesday

And so, April comes to an end. Seeya next year, April! Wasn’t too bad of one this year, all told. Some stresses, some solutions… it seems to have come and gone fairly rapidly.

Was I just doing taxes 2 weeks ago? It seems like months. I’m still getting the occasional treat at http://drop.io/scottobear , feel free to drop something off, or pick something up. I removed the m4ps, but the mp3 music is still out there.

Had the in-laws over – BHk made pseudo-beef stroganoff, baked zucchini and corn on the cob – a fine dinner which caused me to consume with gusto… and too much.

Back was doing pretty well until I hit the sack – laying straight caused some medium discomfort. I think I’ll take my night meds a half hour before bed for maximum ease.


Recent photos –

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ATW man is just sitting on the roof.. waiting for the owner to come up with a new plan, I guess… Mother’s Day is coming… maybe we’ll get to see his mama!

Also shown, our dancing robots, captured in the wee hours of the morning. I think that the designers gave the girl a lot more personality, but I think that they’re both very cute.

 Oh, I forgot one – speaking of robots – the Wall-E bench.

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there’s a heart on the seat – Wall-E + Eve



A google search for scottobear homebrew gives about 86 results. So, BHK – I do use the term homebrew every here and there! neener neener. Funny thing is that BHK did a search independent of mine, and got a more valid result of about 31. She just thinks it’s a funny word for me to use.



spear fishing ape

A male orangutan, clinging precariously to overhanging branches, flails the water with a pole, trying desperately to spear a passing fish.

It is the first time one has been seen using a tool to hunt.

The extraordinary image, a world exclusive, was taken in Borneo on the island of Kaja, where apes are rehabilitated into the wild after being rescued from zoos, private homes or even butchers’ shops.

“Orang hutan” means “forest man” in one of Indonesia’s many languages and our long-armed cousins do indeed show a remarkable ability to mimic our behaviour.

This individual had seen locals fishing with spears on the Gohong River.

Although the method required too much skill for him to master, he was later able to improvise by using the pole to catch fish already trapped in the locals’ fishing lines.

The image is part of a series taken for a new book, The Thinkers Of The Jungle, which also includes the first photograph of an orangutan swimming.

Thinkers Of The Jungle, by Gerd Schuster, Willie Smits and Jay Ullal, is published by Ullmann Publishing on May 5.



1 year ago – TM sullen, gardening, ohio offer, heroes, rpg supers, free software

2 years ago – plazes, car accident, mustache finger tattoos, bibliochaise, rush arrested, barking kitty, orbit cam, Guten Drudennacht! Time for der Hexen-Orgie!, greathatsby

3 years ago – Hitchhiker’s, Dr. Who, Dont Cry Kitty, torrents, ebay victory, front pages, walkies pix, key/class quiz

4 years ago – Drudennacht (Walpurgisnacht), email dopes, gmail auction, gamedevelopers, Mod a disposable cam into a stun-gun, Chickens like to eat scorpions, T2 espanol question

5 years ago – Where the hell meme, boobah, timetable entry, tripped and went to the hospital on my back, slow trip home

6 years ago – a day in the life doodle, Osbournes, Chupa/tia fight, Star Map (Awesome! I forgot about this!), give bro some DVD-fu, broken pic links I have to fix

7 years ago – music confession, bug farts, fiction, wrote a encryption toy for CEJ and me to chit chat, underwear poll, AL Amarjan Slang, McCafe, lederhosen,SOP – “you forgot the gravy”Geotarget

9247 – Sunday

Addendum – Fab brew was closed – no muffin or coffee (why close for inventory on a *Sunday*???) – instead we got lunch in Deale. From there we brought the in-laws lemon cake and pie (chirs prefers cake, larry, the latter)… a brief stop off turned into a 4 hour pause of enjoying movies, petting Tigger and eating Chinese food. Not too shabby!


Napoleon Dynamite is not my thing, though. Too much irony, not enough wit for me.

After our eats, we returned home to laze about a bit more – BHK beat me at Balloon Cup, and it grew too late for If Wishes were Fishes.

Short and sweet, dear journal!


1 year ago – pye & newt in a sunbeam pic, tiki bar, 420, metallurgy, movies, D&D mags cease, McKennitt tickets

2 years ago – re:grammy, getting warmer, ad-levels in lj, sesame street, greedy greedy, politics, alzheimer’s

3 years ago – there.com still the same, random objects, little red munkee, swat monkey picture, steadfastness, bad breath, Lunsford bill passes, Detective won’t stop seeking justice

4 years ago – big brain better, no dice with GP, goof gallery of life, Man eats own toes, online commerce

5 years ago – 420 Easter, evil thought

6 years ago – palm update, bro being good, cats & dogs, Phantom patriot, little red munkee expands

7 years ago – Tired, Cheese crackers, warm fuzziesGeotarget

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.





1 year ago – comcast vs my surfing, sewage eruption in north beach, tons o’ work, dual-gendered deer, amy meetup, modok, the cage, pics of pye and squirrel, evil condo guy arrested

2 years ago – yellow + blue = no green?, pancakes, newt pix, easter bunny fight, farm hustle

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

6 years ago – Pig book, Argentine ants, textarc, haiku, exploding private-parts,slug-eating plant, vibration energy, freedom force, Disney rides becoming movies

7 years ago – cartoons, weeping cherry, newt pic, web hits, Tom Green & PMS ruined my nightGeotarget

9233 – Wednesday –

Midweek already! How’d that happen? No complaints, mind you, dear journal.

At just about noontime yesterday I used Shazam! as an expletive of surprise. Without irony, or mocking Cap’n Marvel / Gomer Pyle.

What’s happening to my brain?

I don’t know.

So I wrote a Haiku.

Shazam! I exclaimed.
I looked to my left and right.
there was no lightning.


Now, I want an animal cracker. Or better, a box of animal crackers. Higher on the food chain, the better. Except for gorillas. I’d like some gorillas.

BHK made a really yummy giant salad for supper – Chris and Larry came over, but they stuck to cheesy-toast and hot dogs. More salad for me! 😀



While throwing earworms around on Kat‘s journal, I had to dig with the cruellest barb to GPGilligan’s Island Incidental Music. I did it to myself.. now I’ve got a mix of Gilligan and Flock of Seagulls – I Ran lodged firmly in my noggin.



50 things I’ve done meme continues with #48- I…

48.’have traced my family tree a bit, here and there, and have had a great deal of footwork done for me by a Mormon cousin. It seems that I’m related to Benita Falkenhayn, also known as Baroness von Berg. I quite enjoy finding little tidbits here and there, though my father’s side has a lot of pre-1920s Bavarian aristocracy and military, most understandably didn’t make it when the Nazis came to power. I’ve got a few fun folks in there… not too many horse thieves, but a lot of men and women who married into money and power. Benita was surely one who chose a bit poorly.

A bit of history – Benita von Falkenhayn, also known as Baroness von Berg, had the distinction not only of being one of the last people to be legally beheaded by the heading axe in Germany, but also to have been the first female aristocrat to lose her head to the Nazis.


Once the lover of Polish intelligence agent Major Jerzy Sosnowski, Benita put some distance between them by marrying the Baron von Berg. However she and her husband remained on friendly terms with Sosnowski and mingled within the same social circles. Rumors of Sosnowski’s activity in espionage began to surface, although charges were unable to be proven.


In February 1935, the Nazis raided a party at which the Baroness, her husband, and Sosnowski were in attendance. Over fifty people were rushed off to jail and several were released after being cleared of charges of espionage and other crimes. Though secrecy shrouded the Nazi proceedings, it eventually became known that the Baroness von Berg, along with Sosnowski’s mistress Renate von Natzmer, were sentenced to death. On February 18, 1935 both women were taken to the block at Plotzensee Prison in Berlin and decapitated by the axe.


(The ‘heading axe’ , as it was called, was little more than a blunt, primitive chopper which crushed its way through the flesh and vertebrae of the victim as he or she, knelt over the block on which their head lay. The executioners axe did not always cut through on the first strike nor did it often hit its target accurately.)


In 1938, Adolph Hitler decreed that all future executions be done by hanging or guillotine.


Time Magazine Article (for future ref):

 

Time Magazine – Monday, Feb 25, 1935 –


There was scarcely a word in the papers. No one would mention it by telephone or letter, yet everywhere that Germans met last week, behind locked doors where no servants could hear, they talked of nothing else. What had happened to the beautiful Baroness von Berg? Would she be beheaded? Had she already been executed? Was Baron Sosnowski in jail? Had he been sent back to Poland?


For a year details of the story have been leaking out (TIME, Nov. 19). Baron George (“Yurek”) Sosnowski is an extremely handsome young Pole who served gallantly in the Austrian Army, loves women, excitement. Deeply infatuated with him was the beautiful Baroness Benita von Berg, a blonde whose first husband was Richard von Falkenhayn, son of the late great General von Falkenhayn. Berlin society knew that it was to escape the influence of Polish Baron Sosnowski that beauteous, divorced Benita married stolid Baron von Berg. Curiously, all four remained friendly, all went to the same parties. Sosnowski’s parties were enough to set Berlin gossips hissing like snakes. People not invited insisted that there were buckets of champagne, sexual orgies.


About a year ago the mother of a Frau von Natzmer, well-born German girl serving as a secretary in the Ministry of Defense, went to the Ministry to complain that her daughter was being made to work too late at night. The official whose secretary she was knew that she had done very little overtime work. He reported the matter to Nazidom’s secret police.


Last February Baron Sosnowski gave another party, officially for his latest protegee, a dancer. Berlin’s half-world knew what to expect. With glittering eyes they hurried to his apartment. This time a whole cordon of secret police were waiting at the door. Many times had the Baron Sosnowski been suspected of espionage. No charge ever stuck. He blamed his luck on a curious signet ring that he always wore. Several weeks before this last party he lost his ring pulling the Baroness von Berg’s puppy from a canal.


All the guests, over 50, were rushed to jail, many of them kept there for days without a chance to change the evening clothes that they had come in. Then the weeding out started. One of the first to be released was Baroness von Berg’s first husband, von Falkenhayn. He turned out to be a member of the secret police himself.


As iron Nazi secrecy clamped down, the Sosnowski case became a lurid legend, strictly censored in the German Press, totally baffling to correspondents until they were able to tell the U. S. Embassy that languishing in jail and possibly about to be beheaded for “treason” was an inoffensive young U. S. music student, Miss Isobel Lillian Steele. Diplomatic pressure forced Germany to disgorge Miss Steele (TIME, Jan. 7), even the secret police finally admitting that she was guilty of nothing. But the music student had been innocently acquainted with Baroness von Berg, proceeded to spill all sorts of Sosnowski facts, and is now hard at work in a Manhattan hotel dashing off Sosnowskiana for tabloids and writing a book.


In Berlin last week the Sosnowski case finally reached its grim denouement before the People’s Court. This is packed exclusively with Hitler appointees, five of them aviators. Only the Realmleader can alter its judgments, which take precedence over the German Supreme Court, kicked by Nazi New Justice into discard. Normally the People’s Court lets its sentences of death be known only after the guilty heads have been chopped. Last week by a great exception underground Berlin grapevines got out word that the Court had sentenced Baroness von Berg and Frau von Natzmer to death, had let off with life imprisonment Baron Sosnowski and two unnamed female employees of the Defense Ministry. Only one question remained, would the two doomed German women die by the Nazi ax, or by the method to which spies are traditionally privileged, a firing squad?


To find out anything whatever at Plotzensee Prison, even when correspondents arrived armed with official passes, proved almost impossible. Not until the enormous prison hearse drew up and two bodies were slid in, would anyone reconstruct what had been done in the cold, misty dawn.


“They were shot,” said officials at first, then “They were beheaded.” Accustomed to such bare-faced lies, the newshawks patiently pecked for details, finally satisfied themselves that an axing had occurred. With the backs of their heads shaved bald, the Baroness von Berg and Frau von Natzmer were led in coarse, nondescript prison garb to the blood-caked block from which so many heads now roll in the sawdust. The headsman, incongruous in his yellowish celluloid shirtfront, his old silk hat and his red-spotted tailcoat, raised the gleaming ax. Twice it swished down to sever a lovely neck and send the blood of a German woman spouting high. According to Nazis, the Baroness von Berg was the first female aristocrat to lose her head to their New Justice.


 


 


Sadly, I have no known solid connection to Kaspar Hauser.




1 year ago – losing weight, palm doodles, subway buskers, bluetooth, female health, restless sleep, clicks down, bro contact

2 years ago – fiddling with layouts, queen, cute newt on the patio pic, genographic project, wayfaring, logophile, about trees, euro tests, 3d museum, time-travelling chiro

3 years ago – no eclipse, ed-mv/st, The end of Kim Possible, Newton-cat animation, FL sheriff abuse of power

4 years ago – Frog & manatee palm doodle, city of heroes goes to 3 servers, condos, recovery

5 years ago – Babar Mourns, bro stuff, poem/hat

6 years ago – elephant armor, SOP

7 years ago – easter, usa backs out of kyoto protocol, bob ross, GiftiesGeotarget

9203 – Saturday –

Went to Fuddruckers Thursday night with BHK and the in-laws… I got a bunless veggie burger with cheddar cheese and a side salad. Not bad, for what it was. I’m more happy that we ate out at a place that Larry really likes. We drag him to Mexican, Thai or whatever else, and he’s not usually that keen. (He gets a taco and french fries when we go to Mexico… close enough to a burger for him!)

On the way home, we spotted the ATW man – he’s got an easter basket. (a better daytime short to follow, hopefully.)

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p.s. here he is as a leprechaun, since I forgot to post it at st. patty’s.
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Today, barring cancellation, we hit Cheeburger Cheeburger for a late lunch today with Adam, Eric, Tina, Matt and BHK in Annapolis. I’ve been saving points for the trip. [edit – we did! a good time was had by all!]

Morning plans include replacing a window at the Brown house with Larry, but I suspect that timing will make it a project for next weekend rather than this one.


Two cool things that I want – A palm-sized cell phone jammer, and a hoverlounger.


1 year ago – haircut local color pic

2 year ago – time distortion, senior kitties, shleep, movie meme, acim worker overview

3 years ago – Calimocho, escort crazy man (with sound files), netflix slacking, LEACH

4 years ago – morning has broken, weak Spanish knowledge, Wondering about JTD, winged sandals, Kenya, free movies legit, robo-predators, word count, 2! 2! undead movies nearby

5 years ago – Bro pissing me off, haiku, bro meets porn stars.

6 years ago – pen refill dream, baby llamas

7 years ago – cool weather, my 1376th post, talked to ckirk, ornj, and Devil-troll ticks me offGeotarget

9201 – thursday

Happy first day of Spring!!

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Egg-dying went well… the white spots denote 4 eggs that cracked, and the ones TM took home for herself and MO. Adam took one – he’ll be giving it to a girl at school – and he certainly enjoyed the fajitas that BHK made. Larry and Chris (and mostly Adam and Tina, too) spent the bulk of the visit glued to the tube while BHK and I did the majority of coloring. My faves are the family eggs (there’s a Scotto, BHK, Pye and Newt in the mix) as well as a couple of oddballs – speckeld ones and hot pink / green… both of which are more vibrant than this photo shows. more in depth pictures later, possibly.


GP‘s got me interested in Encounter Critical. It’s by S. John Ross, an added bonus (I dig the mechanics of Risus, though I’ve never played it.)


twitterwise, I’m on the Orange Team. icons when in civilian duds, and on team business.

orangenewt - regular twitter icon.orangenewt2 - orange team icon

How could I choose another color?


I really want the cell phone legislation banning use of a handset while driving in Maryland to pass. The beltway is rough enough without people crimping necks and not looking at the road. Whatever happened to the idea of pulling over to talk?

I’d love to see some sort of magic technology that blocks non-emergency cell phone use in the driver’s side of a car while the wheels are moving.

Same goes for the front-seat DVD players, and audio systems that go louder than a range of safely hearing what’s going on outside of the vehicle, as far as I’m concerned. Color me a fascist, but I don’t need anyone being more distracted than they already are… If I could find a way to implement a breathalyser / urine tester for safe driving, I’d probably do that, too. And bumper-transponders that forbid tailgating based on the speed of the vehicles in question.

Heck, just use my magical wishing ring to stop all accidents – one of my characters, miniMAX first developed his size-changing abilities by trying to develop desolidity tech for vehicles… they never crash into one another!

After all those years, I still want a hyper-intelligent 4-inch tall talking ape to be my lab partner in fighting crime and solving the world’s ills… or clean, safe teleportation technology. Or a magic wishing ring that can put people in protective bubbles, and heal them when they’re hurt.

Thoughts about this is coming from the fact that I’m having trouble feeling a lot of sympathy for TM’s uncle…. he apparently tried to kill himself by driving his car into oncoming traffic. Seriously… I understand being in pain and lashing out, but there are *PEOPLE* driving and acting as passengers in the other cars! If you want to off yourself, I have no problem with that… but leave everyone else out of it.

I feel bad for TM, though – she’s been dealing with his nonsense for a long time, and right before this happened, she blew him off via the phone, and her other family did the same. I don’t know all the details, but I hope that once he’s out of the hospital he gets worthwhile treatment, and a maximum sentence for attempted suicide / attempted vehicular homicide / assault with a deadly weapon(car). I know his head is full of bad wiring, but I’m finding it very hard to forgive his behavior, no matter how sick he is. I just have to understand that he’s not in his right mind, and hope that he is removed from driving and doing anything that can hurt anyone else until he is sufficiently repaired.


50 things I’ve done meme continues with item 38. I…

38. ‘have written 9200 journal entries prior to this one, the vast majority of them posted publicly to the world. Some entries are only a line or two long, others are entire short stories, continued across a few posts, because each entry only holds a maximum of 65,535 bytes. (That’s about 16,000 4-letter words.) The journal will be 8 years old in just under two months.

39.’has owned scottobear.com since 1998… that was 10 years ago, March 12. It will need to be renewed again before March 11, 2013. I’ve got some time to scrape up the money to do so… it’s pretty dang cheap. My website’s look has changed a few times over the years, as has the content under the hood… it is quite due for a fresh coat of paint, and a revisit to the links contained inside. I started my first website with ol’ geocities in 94-ish, back when it was free, and before it was owned by yahoo. that arcane url is lost to me, maybe forever? Who knows if I can dig it up form the web sometime? either way, it was migrated to scottobear.com about 4 years later, and has remained there ever since.


From assorted sources (vchip, mgk, time) – a photo series of rival Kenyan tribes fighting for land with bows and arrows.

Look closely. This is Kenya, specifically a hill overlooking the Olmelil Valley, where Maasai warriors are clashing with members of the Kalenjin tribe on a regular basis. The tribal violence is a depressing comment on a country that only a year ago was promoted as a stable democracy in volatile West Africa. TIME has an interesting photo journal of the battles.

“We were using swords but they were not effective,” says Sylvester, 24, slashing a knife in the air. “In a day we can make between 80 and 100 [arrows],” he adds, refusing to give his last name out of fear. Community members pool money together to buy the necessary tools in secret; the arrows are then distributed within the neighborhood. Local leaders know about the arrow factories, but police forces do not.

Victims with arrows, sometimes poisoned, lodged in their heads and chests have become increasingly common“, say officials in Rift Valley hospitals.

“We cannot know the time of day when they (Kalenjins) will come. If they catch you off guard, you’re dead,” says Samuel, 25, holding a bundle of ready arrows.

Kalenjin elders train their boys how to use bows and arrows from an early age, the Kikuyu men say. But Kikuyus have had to learn quickly to fight back with the same tools. Several secret workshops employing 50 workers churn out bows and arrows for munition. “We have no other choice for now,” he says.


1 year ago – first full day at the calvert gig, bhk and I go shopping for work clothes, grownup table talk, spam attractive entry

2 years ago – rebis picture, deaf language, chacarron, math, phallic removal, open source, fake cigs as meds, prisoner comic book

3 years ago – Brady Kids welcome the equinox, shamrock shake, cosmic truth, mp3s,experimental gameplay, get your tasty hot sweet potatoes in Japanese,teen kidnappers, good advice, invisible mermaid airfare

4 years ago – openoffice, Visited w Dan, open door poll, people of worth

5 years ago – Al gore, Blue’s clues, Cranky Finn

6 years ago – Spring!, Socks, overturned issues, Linda let go from FMM, LJ directory, cool picture link

7 years ago – walkies, 2 chris-sites, both have long since been left dormant, lj brokenGeotarget

9074 – Thursday

Chinese food tonight! Yum, and Hooray!

BHK and David went to the thrift store today – brought home some treasures :

She got me a comic book of Peter Porker, the Spectacular Spider-Ham‘s first appearance in Marvel Tales (Tails). I actually dug Steve Mellor’s art in Goose Rider and the cover even more than the main story.

A black embroidered shirt, and a yellow sweatshirt, both in excellent condition.

Also picked up a pretty broad assortment of books – to be cataloged later.

Also, squid shake.

Cancel that.

After Din-din, we jammed a bit – David on acoustic guitar, Larry on mandolin, and me on the bass. It was fun, but I was full of food and very sleepy, so we cut it pretty short.


The DORmino concept uses an oversized mousepad to soak up the bleedout warmth of a laptop, which embedded electronics convert and transmit to power a wireless mouse. No need to recharge, no dead batteries to pollute the environment.

I need something like that to charge my electronics, based on the warmth I throw off… If I can knock out a baby or a small animal with my temperature, surely the therms could keep my blackberry and digicam juiced up for when I want to use em! How handy would that be for other stuff… a trickle charger in the sofa to keep the remote powered!

I’m just saying.


Looks like the one over-enthusiastic and socially frustrated gamer-type on the icehouse mail list is taking an indefinite leave of absence. I wonder what it’ll be like with a better signal-to-noise ratio ? Half the reason I lost interest in pyramid games and participation on the list was due to that guy… maybe the group will get back into friendly design mode rather than debates about wiki formatting and award shows.


Note to self – make a ghost statue.


Pretty keen – Microwave glucose sensor.

For diabetics, the daily routine of pricking their finger to check blood-sugar levels can be an annoying and inconvenient task. But now, a Baylor University researcher has developed an electromagnetic sensor that could provide diabetics a noninvasive alternative to reading their blood glucose levels, and new research shows the sensor works and is effective.


Today’s search engine hits of my journal – someone really wants to see bunnies melt!

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and on my website as a whole –

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1 year ago – email responses still slow, thrift store near andrews, county called for an interview, how I will die

2 years ago – shout run, booze song, ms ipod packaging, 60’s wonder woman tv show, HDR (High Dynamic Range) photos, googler hacks, bible promotes cooking with poop, ADS weapon

3 years ago – sleepy, bye-bye feb, bok sanctuary, renfaeries, almost saw PM, lightning bolt!, oscars, klaxon, WWII tech, leaper, writing on the run, gorilla nip lawsuit, john irving, NA birds, george wendt decapitated, Hally razzie, FUD-o-pedia, kerby fanmail

4 years ago – Superhero dreams, chant poll

Leap Year, 2004 – art, buttons, beach erosion, dreams, and bro update

5 years ago – Dexter-doggie, filtered legal question, Stressy-day

6 years ago – Clucky-newt, Zorkbot, water-cooled notebooks, Dooce fired over her journal, 3d html, wcag in haiku

7 years ago – news links, monkey robbers, gallery of huge beings, Vehicle mounted active denial system, Invictus, OzymandiasGeotarget