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Saturday, December 11, 2004

new trees

We received our oxfam xmas tree delivered by volunteer 4wd club members on this sultry saturday - as pc as a tree can hope to be.
I trimmed it quietly with decorations that made the old plastic tree wilt under two dollar shop trinkets but disappear into the larger scale here, everything loud is now low key.
I trimmed it with the assorted ghosts
that gather round primal rituals and pine needles particularly
the advent of calendar bite


I was reading last year's tree entry - and saw the last comment.
your web site is like many others that do not help people find their info.
I agree see.

meanwhile your info is probably off hiding somewhere. I haven't seen it.


Comments: new trees

That person should call him/her self Don't See.
Posted by Tony.T at December 12, 2004 01:06 PM

Boynton your latest marginal note: "to access comments click on the timestamp" seems like a sad and desperate plea for comments which you'd never have got in the first place. ;)
Posted by Norabone at December 12, 2004 01:10 PM

Yes - but I half suspect that See might also be Nora given her lastest comment.
(cheersthanksalot)
Actually it was in response to a few emails from people who thought (like me at first) that they had been forbidden. Ok call me Luna See.
Posted by Clem N See at December 12, 2004 01:42 PM

O I C?
Posted by Norabone at December 12, 2004 01:48 PM

According to my perplexed 12 year old daughter, our (plastic) Christmas tree is shrinking. "It used to be huge..." Looks just the same to me.
Posted by wen at December 12, 2004 02:00 PM

Sad and desperate or no, I went to some expenditure of time and personal energies to make this note appear here. (even in Linux - which I don't normally so far use as it's on a slower machine than my once hot rod now putt-putt windows machine which won't let me comment here at all - I can only comment using the timestamp entry)
Information is not subjective, access and accession are. Boynton is an example to us all, of brevity, wit, and responsible linkage; in the first person or in the third.
Maybe someone can help fix the comment security...
Posted by Bucky at December 12, 2004 04:27 PM

Speaking of primal ritual and the mists of antiquity, here's a nice collection of beasts from way back when.
http://digital.library.wisc.edu/1711.dl/HistSciTech.Bestiary
Posted by Nabakov at December 12, 2004 05:01 PM

Hey Clem, I found boynton's advice invaluable for both here and at Troppo. Interestingly while trying to get a message through to ze vebmaster at troppo I had to visit ubersportingpundit were commenting, (albeit completley out of context) by clicking on the obvious poses absolutely no problemos.
Posted by Link at December 12, 2004 08:16 PM

SO glad your site isn't one that helps people "find their info." Please don't ever try to compete with Google . . .
Posted by mg at December 13, 2004 02:09 PM

Clem starts with See, you know. I just felt I should point that out.
Posted by Tony.T at December 13, 2004 09:56 PM

Cheers all.
I do agree partly with See, see.
As I've said before, I'm often embarrassed that Google throws in the blogs with the "your info here" content.
At least I'm starting to recycle my content now, if not my xmas trees. (Plastic is probably more Pc in that regard, wen, or is that PVC)

Bucky and MG have got me thinking up my next post...stand by...

That's a great bestiary, Nabakov, thanks.

Think that Ubersporting is on a separate "thing" (excuse the techno speak) to the rest of the Uber blogs, Link, hence the different comments config.
I could be wrong here.

Hmm...In clem n see?
Posted by boynton at December 13, 2004 11:06 PM

No, Ubersportingpundit is on the same MT installation as the rest of the flock. That might be the problem, actually. I might upload it again for everyone when I get a bit more time so everyone has their own installation.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 14, 2004 08:09 PM

Friday, December 10, 2004

storiopath

Also via Making Light:

A story about a storiopath
And here we get, I think, to what fascinates me about this woman. She seems obsessed by narrative, but she doesn't seem to be able, in a sense, to control herself. She needs details. She needs to know what happened next in someone's life...

She seems almost oppressed by her need for stories



Comments: storiopath

Oh dear. This could be me, I'm afraid. I'm just glad imaginary people don't sue.
Posted by wen at December 12, 2004 01:52 PM

Hmmm - imaginary people suing...

smells like a story... ;)
Posted by boynton at December 13, 2004 11:10 PM

sifterhood

It was nice to be placed within this collection of sifter blogs, most of whom are serious sifters who consistently uncover original stuff. I think boynton is somewhere down the sifiting chain mostly, picking over the siftings until I lift some link as a hook. Tales from the tailings. (via the real deal: exclamation mark and idle type)



Women making nets ...nets are made for agriculture and sport as well as fishing
British Fishing in the 1950s (via Making Light)


Comments: sifterhood

I don't know what the big deal about making nets is.

It's pretty bloody easy. You just get a bunch of holes and sew them together.
Posted by Nabakov at December 12, 2004 08:22 AM

Row upon Row
You watch it Grow...

http://www.bertaut.com/netmaking.html
Posted by boynton at December 12, 2004 11:36 AM

Bloghorrea? Isn't that taken?

That fishing site makes me thing Pressberger and Powell missed a golden topic to mine for at least a couple of fillums.

And as for Ealing, well, they should have been all over it.
Posted by Tony.T at December 12, 2004 01:02 PM

Yes it is, round these parts. But it's a division of "Give Get Give Take and Have" which I've just added to the roll.

That'd be Jellied Ealing?
Posted by boynton at December 12, 2004 01:33 PM

It would be ridiculous of me to feel miffed at being left off that list. Therefore I'm not miffed. Not.
Posted by Teresa Nielsen Hayden at December 13, 2004 02:36 PM

That's OK Theresa, don't un-miff yourself entirely, you should start your own Miffter List.

Actually, if your last name was Green, we could make puns like Trees-Are Green.

But it's not, so we can't. That is disappointing.
Posted by Tony.T at December 13, 2004 10:01 PM

Mifters are doing it for themselves? ;)

(Though I'm miffed on your behalf, Theresa, as of course I regularly sift through "Particles" for serious sifting to lift.)
Posted by boynton at December 13, 2004 11:20 PM

I know, but you link back to Particles, and you say interesting things, so I've never minded it for a minute. Clearly, you're enjoying the links and engaging with them, which is the whole point of the exercise. Life as it should be. A Good Thing.

My weblogs are freebies, universally accessible. Readers are inevitably going to use them for their own purposes. I get a kick out of seeing some meme I started (I mean "meme" in its original sense, not the LJ kind) getting shared around and spread along odd vectors, mutating as it goes. That's fun.

What irritates me -- and it's one of those things where I feel silly for letting it get to me at all, but sometimes it bugs me anyway -- is running across a weblog that has lifted five or six or seven Particles links in a row. Literally, they'll have come in and picked up a big chunk of the current display, re-posting it in their own weblog -- often enough in the same order, frequently with no additional or intervening material; likewise with no linkbacks or credit.

I know the same thing happens to Cory Doctorow. In fact, I know it happens to Cory oftener than it happens to me. I forget how many blogs I've stumbled across that were picking up a substantial fraction of their total content from his posts at BoingBoing, adding nothing in the process. I don't see the point. Where's the fun in it for them?

But I truly shouldn't let it get to me. As I keep reminding myself, those people aren't shameless. They're just clueless.
Posted by Teresa Nielsen Hayden at December 14, 2004 01:53 AM

Thanks Teresa, I'm glad I've got the green light to mutate. And yes, I prefer the "Clueless" theory for those cybersinners who fail to cite their sources.

It can sometimes get tricky about links and original content. If a blog is a web log, (or on days when that is all it is) then there is an impulse to simply log everything that manages to catch the subjective attention.
This probably accounts for the replication of current links among sifters - esepcially those on the blogroll - inevitably like-minded when it comes to links?
In general I do try to follow the link-with-a-tangent school, and add some take on it, some days are better than others.
In the daily barrage of linkage there is a place for the sub-sifters, to slow things down by a close examination of one link. But the flow is often too compelling - I wish I could restrict myself to one link a day. Maybe in my next blog life.
Posted by boynton at December 15, 2004 02:14 PM

Boy do I get guilty about this. Particularly when I arrive on a site and find a little bunch of things I really like.

But then I am chuffed when someone picks it up from me. As long as we all acknowledge the Great Chain of Blogger Being.

My particular snarly fetish is labelling pictures. I really really want to know where things come from. And I really really don't want to twist the use of something, unless they are engaged in the public political debate. How would you like the face of your adorable tot arriving anonymously on some Alaskan site labelled as Uglikid of the week? You only have to break the chain once, and the thing is anonymous from that time on.
Posted by David Tiley at January 14, 2005 02:52 PM

ps - I will even email people to say I have done it, if I think the pic is fabulous; I have yet to get a reply so I think the email addresses on websites are generally garbage.

Or maybe they are so convulsed with rage they can't touch the keyboard.
Posted by David Tiley at January 14, 2005 02:54 PM

I hope I'm not guilty of this, eg. via Goggle Image Search, which tends to present everything as a sort of open source, decontextualised pixel farm ripe for twisting into hotlinked collages.

(btw have you seen Google Montage?)

There is some attraction (as well as ease) in viewing the web as dynamic found data, though I must say I wouldn't want to see an image of my late labarador on an Alaskan ugly dog site.
The bluey is fair game.

To be more serious - maybe there is a (fine but definite) line to be observed (voluntarily) in appropriation/co-option.
Posted by boynton at January 14, 2005 06:56 PM

Thursday, December 09, 2004

whistling

Communicate with machines via whistles
What looks at first like a simple process becomes ever more interesting, a technical mocking bird that’s either mimicking or earnestly trying to communicate.
(via snarkout)

Bird Songs and Training Records at The Online Guide to Whistling Records


Comments: whistling

I wanna hear what happens when you put two Univeral Whistling Machines together.
Posted by Nabakov at December 12, 2004 08:26 AM

something like this?
http://www.geocities.com/sweetonesmusic/
Posted by boynton at December 12, 2004 11:47 AM

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

strange streaks

thanks to dirty beloved for the alert. A Strange Streak Imaged in Australia

So what is it? Nobody is sure...

or ¿ It could very well be a hair/dust on the lens.

Not related: The other night reclining in the loungeroom I got a fright when something in the mid-suburban sky, not a plane, whizzed by at a strange angle. For an atomic split second of science fiction was it a missile or a martian? The reports of barking dogs in the neighbourhood made me realise there were general fireworks afoot, and this phenomenon merely a rogue cracker. Flo, the tough blue heeler, was also shaken, ran for shelter under tables and knees and needed extra calming.


Comments: strange streaks

In with Linux KDE Konqueror
Posted by vern at December 9, 2004 11:57 AM

So hah okay well then there now. Here I am.
No Firebird no Firefox no Mozilla no Opera, I don't have a working onlinable machine with IE on it. But Linux gets through. A sign, a sign.
Now if I only had something to say...cheers on the Martians thing - it's all space travel now, even a walk to the store - galaxies in your wake, stepping through the firmament to get some milk and coffee.
Posted by vernaculo at December 9, 2004 12:04 PM

Willkommen Konqueror. Kup of Koffee?

To klarify - in with Firefox?
Posted by boynton at December 9, 2004 12:08 PM

That was spooky. (interrobang here) Took to long to compose the K's.
Koffee must have been in the firmament

I just had a theory about Firefox, that's all.
Posted by boynton at December 9, 2004 12:10 PM

puzzler

Alas - I think I need Java. These Classic Sliding Block Puzzles all look very tempting, but don't seem to play on my machine. I would love to try Get My Goat, Line Up the Quinties or Motor Garage Puzzle. Will rely on others to test drive.

The Sliding Block Puzzle Page via bifurcated rivets


Comments: puzzler


Perhaps we should swap machines for a while, Boynton. They work just fine here, and now I am struggling to leave them alone. The damn goat gets inside easy enough, but while you are working on that someone messes up some of the fence and it won't go back! Some of these others are much easier, but I wish it wouldn't tell me I am supposed to do them in 25 moves (or whatever) because I prefer to take 90. Much better value for money...
Posted by Phlip at December 10, 2004 11:46 AM

Thanks for that report, Philip. You've sold me on the Goat and I must do something about the java plug in. It's a mystery how I ever came to lose it. Perhaps in the last crash/rebuild.

I'm Glad that Wolf/sheep/Cabbage game didn't have
"x moves". Would have made me feel even dumber.
Posted by boynton at December 10, 2004 12:19 PM

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

eaton

I saw this wonderful photograph over at beelzebubug


and returned to browsing Pictorialism to Modernism: Australian Photographers from the 20th Century (via wood s lot)
I paused at John B Eaton. It may have been the hit of mellow victoria and old yarra picturesque that got me in this morning. It wasn't until I was searching beyond the archived thumbnail at the State Library of Victoria and the NLA that I made the winding connection back to Link ...

reto ideas

Retro images (via Twists and Turns)

Here are some ubersportingpundits theorising over the temporary comments glitch


Comments: retro ideas

Cheers boynton. That should keep me going over the non-ratings season.
Posted by Flute at December 7, 2004 02:45 PM

and the non-writing season
http://www.sbpmarketdirect.com/library2/pages/YOF_048L.html
Posted by boynton at December 7, 2004 04:29 PM

In and out again
Posted by vernaculo at December 8, 2004 09:46 AM

http://www.sbpmarketdirect.com/library2/pages/YOF_095L.html
Posted by boynton at December 8, 2004 11:34 AM

Now, now, Miss B. I never wear ties that thin.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 9, 2004 03:52 PM

But is that an IE Tie?

ie. or casual cross-browser wear? ;)
Posted by boynton at December 9, 2004 04:06 PM

Always smart casual ;)
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 9, 2004 08:24 PM

vinyl party

A strong contender for my ideal party

From Vinyl Orphanage A safe haven where forgotten and unwanted vinyl record albums find solace (via J walk)

(To access comments in IE, click on the datestamp)

Monday, December 06, 2004

oesophageal

There was a time when I would read the odd medical journal headline such as: Partial oesophageal perforation associated with cold carbonated beverage ingestion, and worry.


Comments: oesophogael

How about Partial oesophageal perforation associated with undisolved Aspro clear taken without water?
Posted by Nora at December 6, 2004 07:01 PM

I think (speaking as an old "The Illustrated Family Doctor" c1934 reader) an Aspro Clear in itself would not present a danger. A course of antibiotics taken without water with bravado might be different.
Alas, too much reading of the above tome in my youth has caused a relapse in my hyponchondria.
How do I know if I have it?
Posted by boynton at December 6, 2004 07:16 PM

Nora, that sounds particularly unpleasant and very painful. The scariest thing I've read in a medical journal was the description of being bitten by a funnel web as being the most 'horrendous' thing that could happen to you. Description of horror followed. My advice boynton, try not to read them, try not to even flip through em.
Posted by Link at December 8, 2004 03:07 AM

Nora, that sounds particularly unpleasant and very painful. The scariest thing I've read in a medical journal was the description of being bitten by a funnel web as being the most 'horrendous' thing that could happen to you. Description of horror followed. My advice boynton, try not to read them, try not to even flip through em.

posted twice to be sure to be sure
Posted by Link at December 8, 2004 03:08 AM

Funnelwebs - Ha. I feel one state removed from phobia... would not like to have to worry about that garden variety horrendous contingency.

Medical journals were horrible things to flip through, that's for sure, with very gruesome graphics. But for worrisome self-diagnosis you can't beat the old 'Family Doctor' genre. The more archaic the disease or remedy, the more it can fascinate ;)
Posted by boynton at December 8, 2004 11:32 AM

sheep wolfs cabbage

There's something familiar in this Wolf, Sheep & Cabbage game. I think it's that the Wolf looks like a certain Blue Heeler who has a weakness for sheep and sheep-like shapes. In fact, the man's task seems as simple as the daily ask of walking Flo without letting her nip any off-the-leash Cabbages. It still took me about six turns to work out how to do it. (via fishbucket)

Sunday, December 05, 2004

scotsman archive

You can search The Scotsman Digital Archive for free, but have to pay if you want to read beyond the old bold exclamatory headline.
(via bifurcated rivets)

You can also read the first edition of 25th January 1817 on line. I generally head to the Miscellaneous section of this genre, and was not disappointed to find items such as these entitled Singular Occurrence - Extraordinary Attachment - An Impudent Robber- and Parisian Modes ("Some riding coats of blue-cloth have three rows in front of small yellow buttons")

from Singular Occurrence
He then went into a long account of a quarrel which took place between Friday and his wife, on Wednesday…
The jury again met accordingly on the 10th instant, when the constables reported they had not been able to find Friday, but that they had found his wife alive and hearty...


(nb. You can access the comments through the permalink entry)


Comments: scotsman archive

If you dont have the curse of Ubersportingpundit, you can comment through the comment link too. :)

I dont know what is going on. Try it again.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 5, 2004 07:52 PM

Still Forbidden by the Server at the Comments Box.

Maybe there was too great a delivery of Spam for the doorstaff to handle?
Posted by boynton at December 5, 2004 08:04 PM

No, if that was the case I wouldnt be able to access it. Try flushing your cache?
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 5, 2004 08:33 PM

Flushing your cache?

Don't do it yourself. Always call THE MAN in.
Posted by Tony.T at December 6, 2004 02:59 PM

As in the Scot's Man? Or is Scott the MAN?

It does all sound rather technical.
Although as a directive, 'flushing your cache' also sounds rather slurred. ;)
Posted by boynton at December 6, 2004 04:09 PM

Here's my pitiful technical search technique:

when those naughty flirts of newspapers show you the first para and demand money for the rest.. pick a distinctive collection of words - which may make no sense at all - and google them.

Hey presto - someone else may have purloined it already, or at least put up a link. Armed with that, most rags will let you have that article, but usually not move sideways into the stacks. (Tho its worth a try cos some will...)

Another part of this, btw, is for bloggers to lift whole articles and not just links. Put them under the fold. I allus think it feels presumptuous, but you are doing other researchers a favour.

And/or use furl. Google to find out what that is. Just make sure you keep your pickings public. Mind you, furl may not be stable either.
Posted by David Tiley at December 6, 2004 04:42 PM

Thanks David, some good tips there. If looking for something specific I often google it. Often works with the Age.
In regards to the Scotsman, I didn't include this info "Search every edition of The Scotsman between 1817 and 1900 in our unique online archive." It's more of an historical resource than your standard members-only deal? Wish it was available free - very tantalising to read some of those old headlines and not get to the story. Certainly hope that bloggers attached to institutions could post such artcles in full - if it's not in breach of some copyright?

Furl looks good too. The Public archive (most viewed) is a bit like deli.ci.ous?
Found this
http://blog.contentious.com/archives/2004/06/22/10-cool-things-to-do-with-furl
Posted by boynton at December 6, 2004 05:07 PM

Aha! I just made a small discovery, Scott.

The pop-ups work as normal in Firefox.

Do not work in IE...
Posted by boynton at December 7, 2004 01:06 AM

strange days

Strange days on the web with notices that talk about forbidden access and failed to open stream and whispers of packet loss which still sounds like the loss of a maritime vessel in a distant world to me.

So the St Kilda mail boat may well have been the first thing I searched for...

Saturday, December 04, 2004

You don't have permission


I think you may get permission to comment if you jump the fence and get into the permalinks.



Comments: forbidden

May I?
Posted by boynton at December 4, 2004 01:50 PM

Be my guest!
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 4, 2004 04:43 PM

The Forbidden Pundit?

What's going down, Wicky? Robbie The Robot short out the kilobops.
Posted by Tony.T at December 4, 2004 05:43 PM

We have ignition.
Posted by Tony.T at December 5, 2004 12:28 AM

Yer right, you just can't comment here anymore.

However this pyscho door policy is not limited to yer blog. More than a few others seem to have gridlock at the moment.

http://www.internettrafficreport.com/australia.htm
Posted by Nabakov at December 5, 2004 03:49 AM

I'm still getting the message Forbidden to access this server when I try to comment - or read via pop-ups, on all the Ubersportingpundit blogs.
Perhaps I've been identified as spam and have been Uber banned?
The permalinked entry is the only way I can access.

But Nabakov suggests this is more widespread?
Very intersting data, and would be tempted to include a link to that site, if there was an even smaller footprint graphic available.
(But still think old maritime when I read "Packet Loss")
Posted by boynton at December 5, 2004 11:32 AM

That's when a packet hits an Ice-Blog.
Posted by Tony.T at December 5, 2004 04:42 PM

Or a nice blog? What percentage of the blog is submerged?
Posted by boynton at December 5, 2004 05:32 PM

Not sure, but probably a bit.
Posted by Tony.T at December 5, 2004 07:03 PM

Is drowning in cluelessness. Thats what happens when you hit a cyber ice-burg.
Posted by Scott Wickstein at December 5, 2004 07:53 PM

Half man, half ice-berg. A cy-burg, that is.
Posted by Tony.T at December 5, 2004 08:11 PM

Friday, December 03, 2004

ladybirds

A bloggerly conversation prompted a check of my basic Ladybird facts, but alas, many of the sites feature crawling gifs that are a little too animated today.
This site has a curious gallery of icons that in an un-clickable state read like poetry.

And some good articles: The original Jane - from Ladybird's Peter & Jane books

The Adventures of Wonk is one of the most sought-after series of books by Ladybird collectors.

Craig's Ladybird Book site is well done. My favourite series is 563 Learning to Read but perhaps The Party was so dazzling to me as a child it may have set the party bar impossibly high.

hip christmas

And also from the site of Corgis at Basic Hip, the first in a series of nine Christmas albums.
(via the ultimate insult)

corgis

Corgi toys (via the presurfer)

At Sputnik Toys You will find TV & Movie Die cast cars, Hot Rods, Choppers, Airplanes, Military Vehicles, and Spaceships!

Thursday, December 02, 2004

beetle sounds

I think I could get as nostalgic over this Beetles record as any by the fab four (on the floor). A CD of the defining characteristic of the Volkswagen Beetle: The Sound
Pull up to a stop light on Melrose Avenue, roll down your window and hit track 2 and share the revs of your vintage Beetle with the car stopped next to you.
(via J walk)


see also Beetle- dung-beetles in Sergey Makovetskiy's mono-play
(From the Russian translated by world lingo)

from Beetles in Art and Literature at Beetles (Coleoptera and Coleopterists) Welcome to the world of beetles and specialists studying them! (via Ramage)


Comments: beetle sounds

dak dak tanks boynton.
Posted by Link at December 2, 2004 08:37 PM

Beet ya too it.
Posted by Nabakov at December 3, 2004 02:16 AM

think I'm a few revs short of a vintage v-dub today
Posted by boynton at December 3, 2004 12:04 PM

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

book collections

Nick Piombino lists (here and here) some of his collection:

Books and Company
was the name of a bookshop, gone long ago, housed
by the Whitney Museum, and then heartlessly
thrown aside. Its passing was mourned by innumerable
writers; it has never been replaced, not by a long
shot.

I always liked the name of that store, because, in a
way, books *are* company, and the combination
is unbeatable. By that I mean, hanging out with
friends and family who you exchange books and
talk about them with



Meanwhile Kent visits a bookshop in Adelaide


20 Strange and wonderful books
a short list of books that took me by surprise and then changed me, odd little books you may never have heard of. After several decades there are only a handful that stick out in this way. Some are truly wonderful and cry out to be shared. Others, frankly, aren't as good - but are genuinely strange
(via things)


My Strange Pets And Other Memories of Country Life is one of the sample collection of Victorian and Edwardian articles, stories and illustrations at Forgotten Futures
One of my sons and I were standing at the front door feeding nine fan-tailed pigeons. At the same moment every one of the birds dropped down on the gravel as if they were in the agonies of death,- throwing themselves from side to side, and at the same time raising each wing alternately in the air. I remarked, "How strange that is. I never saw a bird go on like that except 'Polly' when I give her a bath with the watering-can." The pigeons kept going through the same performance for at least three or four minutes, when all in a moment a heavy shower came down with a sudden plump. The birds were aware of its coming, though my son and I did not anticipate it  Pigeons and Rain


via apothecary's drawer


Comments: book collections

I’m reading Tom Holland’s ‘Rubicon’, a rattling account of how Julius Caesar hijacked the Roman Republic and came across this wonderful line, that I just have to share with the world, illustrating just how tight two powerbrokers of the time were with eachother.

‘”A year later, however, when Caelius found himself particularly short of panthers, Curio thought nothing of slipping him twenty of his own.”

We’ve all been there, but not with such panache.

I can just read the message delivered to Curio: “Wow! that was some party you threw in Naples last month. I still can’t get the stains out of my best toga. Listen mate, I’m in a bit of a bind at the moment and I was wondering…”

Now that’s living the Vida Loca.

Oh, and if yer want weird elegant sexy bizarre fantasy books, check out James Branch Cabell's "Jurgen".
Posted by Nabakov at December 1, 2004 08:57 PM

better yet, if a man in a toga calls for 20 panthers
say: sorry mate, I don't have any anthers

(apologies to ogden)

I'll look out for Jurgen.
Posted by boynton at December 2, 2004 11:33 AM

final touches

I watched Compass on the Australian Chamber Orchestra's The Seven Last Words of Christ and found it very moving. Michael Leunig reading his contribution had me weeping with memories of vigil and loss.

"For love was made in spite of all, Piece by lonely piece, fragments frail and small; Dearly held when life was cold and dark; Now love’s the light that holds it all. It is there – it is true; The final touches now will see it gently through; Two more little touches of your hand – Love for me and love for you."




Comments: final touches

Closed my eyes and thought, "well there ya go, Jack Thompson has been possessed by the long lost voice of Orson Wells."
Posted by Sedgwick at December 1, 2004 02:27 PM

Yep. The 'duet' of author and actor was good.
I thought Michael Leunig's gentle voice worked well with such a tender piece of writing - but it was good to hear this after the actor's orson-sonorous tones. The repetition no doubt helped to strengthen the emotional effect.
Posted by boynton at December 1, 2004 02:46 PM