tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583631913421504002024-02-20T20:29:33.530-05:00The Idea of OrderWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.comBlogger161125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-40687914584195689052012-08-07T17:45:00.005-04:002012-08-07T17:45:47.357-04:00T-minus two weeksUntil school starts. Alas. Where did my summer go? I remember those lazy days when I would have the audacity to say I was bored. Really? How I wish I could find time to read more than an hour.<br />
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So, I will have to pack in as much fun as I can while working a 40 hour week. I did take off a couple days last week to go to Memphis for shopping and family time. I visited a professional athletic shoe fitting facility called <a href="http://fleetfeetsports.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Fleet Feet Sports</a>. I felt all sporty and athleticly. Yes, I am still running up that hill.<br />
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I went to all the usual stores that our lovely town of Oxford, being as it caters to the 18+, size 0 crowd (that and over-sized shirts, nike shorts, and boots will get you a cup of coffee). So, I went to Macy's and then to Whole Foods and so on. My cousin, Paula, and I went to see Wes Anderson's <i>Moonrise Kingdom</i> which was lovely and sweet. It's not my favorite Anderson movie. I like <i>The Royal Tennenbaums</i> the best I think although the young lead actress in <i>Moonrise Kingdom </i>reminded me of Gwyneth Paltrow's heavily eye-shadowed character. See the MK trailer below. Next, I want to see <i>Beasts of the Southern Wild. </i><br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyrV8iZSESpFinrzXWhVTthqY-73KWAtKC3u8TsDBNflXoo0ZSL4MYfCuryfDzpJTKd4MD_xZz-QwOyGtNv' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Coincidentally, however, my last blog post occurred right around my last cigarette. I have been smoke-free since December 4. I am now marking my eighth month anniversary. I have tried not to be a braggart about this fact, especially since the magic pills that helped me stop were all too easy. I didn't even miss it physically. How can one really conquer an addiction without any physical pangs? I had the mental ones. I still do. I look at longing with people standing around outside with a purpose. Never did I want to smoke so badly than I did on Boxing Day in Dublin, Ireland. I spent the cold, wet day jetlagged and walking around with my suitcase. The hotel was closed and not due to open until 5. Miss Kate was still in Scotland, finding her own way. After a few hours of being angry, I got over it and realized a few things. Homeless Irish people do not look like homeless American people. Plus, Irish people like to smash bottles apparently. There was broken glass everywhere! More than I've ever seen in a major, international city. But most important to the theme of this post, I wished I still smoked. It would have given me some reason to be sitting on that wet doorstep. People could look at me and say "oh, it's a smoker" and move on. Not that hordes of after x-mas shoppers spent a lot of time peering at me; I just felt I should have some kind of occupation.<br />
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The video I've uploaded is the one and only dawn and probably the only sunshine I saw while in Ireland. It was taken on that cold Boxing Day 2011.<br />
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So, onto my resolution. Now that I have kicked the big monster of nicotine, I've decided to self-improve. It's been a sneaky process because I hadn't really planned on it. I am, fundamentally, a grossly lazy person. Why else have I not posted anything on my blog for seven months and I am passing it off as "I quit smoking so I had no words." I am not even sure why I am writing about this. I guess the moment I put down the smokes, I immediately fb'ed it to all my friends. They say (those bastards who are almost always right) that announcing something in the public square is the first step to making it a reality. However, I am too embarrassed by this next statement to put it on FB. So, I state here where only a couple of you will read it (and the random Google hit from "Irish dawn" and "smoking").<br />
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I have joined a gym.<br />
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No, really, I am going to work out. In fact, I have worked out all but two days for the past two weeks and that's only because I was out of town.<br />
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Why did this happen? Well, it is related to the smoking. I have decided that I can't just eat everything in sight as a reward for not smoking. Second, I think my lungs can keep up. Third, I think I can do it since I quit smoking. In fact, I keep telling myself how much I <i>LOVE</i> working out and that it's the <i>BEST </i>thing ever. I can't <i>WAIT</i> to get all sweaty in front of my students in the gym (the students, they are everywhere in Oxford). When I was quitting smoking, and I'd get the urge, I would just tell myself the same lie "what do you mean you want to smoke? You aren't a smoker?' as if that was the stupidest thing I've ever thought. <br />
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Anyhoo, it's been years since I've been to a gym. (They have TVs in front of the equipment! Can you believe that?) I met with a trainer yesterday to go over the facilities even though I had been working out there for a week. it's a 24 hr gym with lots of video cameras. I consoled my mother with the comment that it was safe in that "they would probably know who killed me." The trainer was very nice and suggested circuit training for me. I was enthusiastic. Yes, I told her! I LOVE to exercise. PLEASE tell me ALL the things I can do. What's that machine? Can I contort my body onto it in front of that giant mirror under this unforgiving light?<br />
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That evening I put into action the circuit training, and this is going to be a challenge. I thought I was going to pass out and had to slow myself down. Plus, if I had any illusions that I was going to be admired by the young, thin people for my desire to get healthy, the mania of the circuit training will put that quickly to rest.<br />
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Well, friends, I probably won't belabor this new resolution because we all know how much we love to hear the blow by blow calls of a person's road to self-improvement (kinda like listening to an 18 year old explain that she is really in love -- in a way that the world has never felt before). But, I just needed to get this out of my system in a public way. I won't bother you with more unless it's hilarious.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-8485690305026572872011-12-06T16:10:00.006-05:002011-12-06T17:55:09.098-05:00Oxford Reads Comics Too (two?)Hello Gentle Readers:<br /><br />How my blog lies fallow! I would like to remedy this with a new post, <span style="font-style: italic;">post haste</span>! As we near the first year of our Oxford Comic Book Club, I thought I would pause to list all that we have read. Take a look:<br /><br />February 2011:<i> Fun Home</i> by Alison Bechdel<br />March 2011:<span style="font-style: italic;"> Amazing Screw-on Head</span> by Mike Mignola<br />April 2011:<span style="font-style: italic;"> Persepolis </span>by <span class="st">Marjane Satrapi<br />May 2011:<span style="font-style: italic;"> One! Hundred! Demons! </span>by Lynda Barry<br />June 2011: <span style="font-style: italic;">Superman: Red Son</span> by Mike Millar<br />July 2011: Various short reads from Chris Ware and Richard McGuire<br /></span><span class="st">August 2011:</span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="st"> Ōoku </span>by Fumi Yoshinaga<br />September 2011: no meeting<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>October 2011:<span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-style: italic;">Dream Country</span></span> (Sandman volume 3) by Neil Gaiman<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></span>November 2011:<span style="font-style: italic;"> The Adventures of Tintin, Volume 6: The Calculus Affair/ The Red Sea Sharks/ Tintin in Tibet</span> by Hergé<br />December 2011: Various early comic strips: <span style="font-style: italic;">Yellow Kid </span>by Richard F. Outcault; <span style="font-style: italic;">Little Nemo in Slumberland</span> by Winsor McCay; and <span style="font-style: italic;">Krazy Kat</span> by George Herriman<br /><br />January 2012: <span style="font-style: italic;">The Fixer and Other Stories </span>by Joe Sacco<br /><br />Though there seems no rhyme or reason, we are trying to explore different genres within comics plus examples of other cultures' comics traditions (though by no means comprehensive). We have done autobiography, superhero, fantasy, horror, alternate history, adventure, kid's literature (and in January, journalism). We have read one manga and one European comic. We have read edgy, contemporary short stories and very edgy, early comic strips.<br /><br />Also, my mailing list is up to 27 and we had seven people show up to the meeting during FINALS week! In other, even better news, one of our members, a university librarian, asked and received funds to create a core collection of comic books at our library. My four point plan to bring comics to Oxford is creeping along!<br /><br /><h1 class="parseasinTitle "><span id="btAsinTitle"><br /></span></h1>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-34366212607160466392011-06-29T18:00:00.002-04:002011-06-29T18:25:17.649-04:00Oxford Reads ComicsSince I've moved to Oxford, MS, I've been slowly implementing my plan to bring comics/comix (heck even graphic novels) to the greater community. I have a four point plan. First is to find the comics geeks who are surely all around us, buying groceries and working just like a normal person. Second is to organize them. That is where I am now. I've formed a comic book reading club (now even formally recognized by our local indie bookstore, <a href="http://www.squarebooks.com/">Square Books</a>).<br /><br />My mailing list is around 15 but only 6-8 have shown up on a regular basis. We meet monthly and discuss a book. Usually, I get the pleasure of selecting the read, which has been a lot of fun.<br /><br />Today, we discussed our only superhero book so far, <a href="http://www.dccomics.com/dcu/graphic_novels/?gn=1443"><span style="font-style: italic;">Superman: Red Son</span></a> written by Mark Millar (he of <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://marvel.com/comic_books/issue/20717/kick-ass_2008_1">Kick-Ass</a> fame) and drawn by Dave Johnson, et al. Since this is like a mini-grad class, I also sent along Umberto Eco's essay "The Myth of the Superman" which shone a very interesting light on this "alternative" universe story. I admit that superhero books were my gateway book, which is the case with many red blooded fan boys and girls. With the exception of some exceptional books, which, at best, only comment on superhero comics for the most part, I dabble in these books for entertainment. Upon comparison with the really nice list I am about to discuss in this post, the art and the writing, though entertaining, fell quite short. The same faces rarely looked the same on the same page! As one of my book club members said the art was the comics equivalent of Michael Bay. Click <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/cinema/2009/07/06/090706crci_cinema_denby?currentPage=2">here </a>for the <span style="font-style: italic;">New Yorker</span>'s evisceration of <span style="font-style: italic;">Transformers 2</span>.<br /><br />Though I do not have the time to go into the details of our discussion, it was interesting to read a book about the cold war in the post cold war. The premise: Superman lands in the Soviet Union instead of the Midwest USA. (I explained the premise to a non-comic book reading colleague who tolerates my fits of geekery and his response was, "well, that would cause some problems" as he seriously thought of the ramifications.) Anyway, the book is a much gentler version with only scant references to what a monster Stalin was. I guess one could not have the "boy scout" in the same room as Stalin. I mean, Supes would have to know about the <a href="http://gulaghistory.org/nps/onlineexhibit/stalin/">gulags</a>, right?<br /><br />Next month, we are going to read a couple short stories and some experimental comics by <a href="http://www.drawnandquarterly.com/artStudio.php?artist=a3dff7dd568fe0">Chris Ware</a> and Richard McGuire. We may also look at <a href="http://r-dart.livejournal.com/">Rebecca Dart</a> who wrote <a href="http://www.indyworld.com/dart/">Rabbithead</a> (but click on the live journal link because I am so digging her "doodles" -- especially the <span style="font-style: italic;">Hail Eris</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">Goddess of Discord</span>). In August, we are going to read a manga, but I need to think about that one. How much shall I rock their world?Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-41489105752442358282011-04-11T00:09:00.003-04:002011-04-11T00:22:06.063-04:00'tis the season of baseballIt's been a little over a week and MLB season has started, but that's not what this post is about. Friday night, I went with some friends to a college baseball game. Our Ole Miss team was playing Georgia. They lost, but who cares! I had a great time.<br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swayze_Field#Stadium_Amenities">Swayze stadium</a>, which, as far as I can tell, is not named after <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000664/">Patrick Swayze</a> (unless some rich donor's farewell gift in honor, I dunno, of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098206/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Roadhouse</span></a>), is a fantastic place. Mucho, mucho money was spent in its creation. Perhaps the most amazing thing is that you can sit in a special section and bring food and beer to the stadium. Heck, they even have barbeque grills and picnic tables.<br /><br />Plus, when we weren't paying attention to the game, one could watch kids from a safe distance cavort and play. The social dynamics of tots is a fascinating one to watch -- belongs on the <a href="http://animal.discovery.com/">Animal Planet</a>. They had grass to run around on and a pebbly pit to play on. One kid found a giant rock, bigger than his head, and carried it around. This was the source of much fascination in the group. I waited for them to construct a dais and start to worship it. Suddenly, I understood what <a href="http://www.chabad.org/parshah/article_cdo/aid/860977/jewish/Was-Aaron-responsible-for-the-Golden-Calf.htm">Aaron </a>felt when there was a lack of clear leadership.<br /><br />Anyway, it was a clear night, and it was fun to watch the game. Though some wobbly plays (errors) occurred with embarrassing frequency (hold the ball, don't rush the throw, boys), there were some great plays as well. The centerfielders from both teams were especially impressive. We got to see a few homeruns as well -- one just to my right.<br /><br />We will have to plan this again because it was just perfect. I will watch my Braves on TV and maybe even catch a game or two in person this summer, but for this season, I can tolerate college baseball. I am ashamed to say I never made it to a minor league game while up in CT! Maybe if and when I visit?Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-40457274908814504032011-03-28T00:32:00.005-04:002011-03-30T08:43:12.271-04:00The Geekiest Girl in the RoomOne is sometimes understood by the company she keeps. Alas, I am surrounded by non-geeks!<br /><br />Last weekend, I attended an academic bootcamp (wouldn't call it a conference, they worked us!) and when one member of my group mentioned that they were going to "red shirt" an idea, you know, dear readers, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redshirt_%28character%29">what</a> immediately came to my mind. Yeah, he was going to sacrifice that idea. However, there is an alternative subculture competing for the red shirt <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redshirt_%28college_sports%29">metaphor</a>. Weird.<br /><br />But what was the worst, the absolute worst is that I had to EXPLAIN my reference. Really? How sad is that?<br /><br />Anyway, in my attempt to finish talking about the film festival I went to last month, let me geekily segueway into one of the shorts I saw that Saturday night titled <a href="http://conlangthemovie.com/Welcome.html"><span style="font-style: italic;">CONGLANG</span></a>. This was about a small club of people who are fascinated by created languages. The "con" does not stand for "convention" which I thought at first but for "constructed." there is an actual <a href="http://conlang.org/">organization </a>which I think partly funded the film. (*correction, the organization supported the film -- see the comments section*).<br /><br />Anyway, very amusing short film about the power struggles within a conlang club which ended in a flexing contest of who can master the most con langs (like reciting Shakespeare in Klingon -- which I think they did -- or reciting the Gettysburg Address in Snoop Dogg speak). Yes, dear geeks, shades of <a href="http://evandorkin.livejournal.com/">Evan Dorkins</a>' "Bring Me the Head of Boba Fett."<br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eTAGIkYsAdY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe><br /><br />Anyway, <span style="font-style: italic;">CONLANG</span>, was a fun little short and actually a geek love story! More info on shorts later and all the other goodness I watched. I haven't even talked about the animation!<br /><br />In sum, please console me. I am in the land of norms.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-76301892881800125542011-03-11T14:46:00.002-05:002011-03-11T14:50:01.114-05:00Geek Girls of the World, Unite!How timely! After my last rant about discussion list bores and the gender of Wikipedia, I just found out about a "call-to-arms!" From <a href="http://www.geekgirlcon.com/">Geekgirlcon.com</a><br /><br />"What: Geek Girls Edit Wikipedia<br />When: Friday, March 11th - Sunday, March 13th<br />Who: You, geek girl. Anywhere with an internet connection. GeekGirlCon, Nerds in Babeland, and our friends present Geek Girls Edit Wikipedia, an activity any geek girl with an internet connection can participate in.<br /><br />For one amazing weekend, we are encouraging geeky women to go on Wikipedia and create and edit articles about our favorite geeky topics. <br /><br />Women account for only 15% of all Wikipedia contributions, and we want to raise this participation rate. We know many of you have expertise in a wide variety of topics and can contribute valuable information to Wikipedia, which has become the largest and most popular general reference work on the Internet. Wikipedia is the 7th most visited website; and more women's knowledge needs to be added to this resource.<br /><br />Please join us by adding to this great community knowledge base. You can chat about your contributions or keep a record of what you've edited over on GeekGirlCon's forums: <a href="http://www.google.com/url?q=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.geekgirlcon.com%2Fforum%2F&usd=2&usg=AFQjCNFR607sQN4RYmd07ZE4eDFty-c4qw" target="_blank">http://www.geekgirlcon.com/forum/</a>"Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-19765855108833304222011-03-09T17:50:00.003-05:002011-03-09T18:13:27.907-05:00[insert rant]Gentle readers, I do plan on following up on the fantastic film festival -- for instance, one of the shorts, "<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1631323/">God of Love</a>," that was shown in Oxford won the Academy Award for Best Short. Wow! And I didn't even see it, and it didn't even win a prize at the festival! My one chance to actually <span style="font-style: italic;">see</span> a short film prior to the awards!<br /><br />Anyway, that's not what I'm writing about. So, I've been on a bit of minor kick of trying to be more vocal online. This has been inspired by the recent discovery that <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/01/31/business/media/31link.html">mostly men write and edit posts on Wikipedia</a>. I know, big shock, right? There has been a lot of <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/roomfordebate/2011/02/02/where-are-the-women-in-wikipedia">discussion </a>about why that's the case, ranging from dissing men (women are too busy to fool with that kind of brainiac pissing contest) to fundamentals about knowledge and communication (women seek consensus rather than engage in antagonism which a lot of digital information exchanges often turn into). My own foray into stating my opinion digitally was a bit of a dud. See my post <a href="http://www.icv2.com/articles/news/19452.html">here </a>and the response <a href="http://www.icv2.com/articles/news/19544.html">here</a>. [amusing rebuttal that I do not wish to send to the site will grace these pages at some point in the near future].<br /><br />What I am trying to say, which has taken me two paragraphs already, is that I am on a couple mailing lists related to my research interests. I have become more attuned to the some of the louder voices on these lists who are treating the marketplace of ideas in my inbox like their personal Facebook wall or Twitter account. Please let me address these posters.<br /><br />I do not need to read your ill-formed, knee jerk reaction that barely addresses (or even inflames) the discussion at hand.<br /><br />I do not need to hear a personal story or a quasi-related anecdote that the previous poster may have evoked in your ample and Proustian memory.<br /><br />I do not need to see your name listed dozens of times in the same discussion which eventually appears to me as the equivalent of waving your privates.<br /><br />Do you people not have something else you need to be doing? Do you wait with bated breath for the beginning of the day when you can be that eager student in class whose hand shoots up before the teacher has even finished the question? Or is it because you want to be the teacher whose pontification suffocates students?<br /><br />And why, gentle readers, are all these writers, male? Am I on the wrong lists? Are my research interests so hopelessly masculine?<br /><br />Okay, stupid rant. We all know people like these on our discussion groups and just because the problem children are male should in no way indicate that their voices are the majority nor that the gender is the problem. Men and women post very thoughtful posts all the time, and I would never discount any point of view based on gender. Rather, it's the number of irrelevant posts that lead to the discount. If you post that many times, then the words are going to be cheaper, my friends.<br /><br />If you are reading this, wondering if I am talking about you, I'm not.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-44815459840352059522011-02-20T11:52:00.008-05:002011-02-20T12:49:46.617-05:00Movie Festival Part TwoIt's been a long week so I have not returned to the blog as promised. However, it's been a lovely week -- 60-70 degree weather. I can't believe this is still February! Usually I'm hating my life in Connecticut.<br /><br />After attending the documentary, <span style="font-style: italic;">Southern Belle</span>, which I wrote about in my last post, I wanted to see a couple shorts, including one called <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005466/"><span style="font-style: italic;">sexting </span></a>by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001438/">Neil LaBute</a> -- the only name I recognized in this festival. Due to scheduling issues, which happened throughout the festival, I saw <a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/mississippiinnocence_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mississippi Innocence</span></a>, an hour-long documentary about the <a href="http://www.innocenceproject.org/">Innocence Project</a> that freed two men (one from death row and one from life in prison) based on DNA evidence.<br /><br />Not a great film, but one I acknowledge as very important. The style reminded me of Errol Morris's <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096257/"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Thin Blue Line</span></a>, though without the Philip Glass soundtrack. In fact, I seem to remember that the music in <span style="font-style: italic;">Mississippi Innocence </span>was annoying. (One may say the same about Glass but I didn't mind it). Plus, it's always difficult in a crime documentary to treat the victim in a way that does not abuse her twice. I was alarmed, but understood, why they had to show part of the little girl's body -- in order to reveal serious problems with the forensic process.<br /><br />After this documentary, which by the way, won as "audience favorite," I sat through the aforementioned <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005466/"><span style="font-style: italic;">sexting</span></a>. I know that some of you may have very strong feelings about LaBute's films because he portrays devastating pictures about the relationships between men and women. Well, one could even accuse him of depicting/normalizing misogyny. One does not walk out of his films usually feel pretty good about humanity.<br /><br />The short, however, was a comedy, featuring <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005466/">Julia Stiles</a> who is such a strange actress -- with her very young face and husky voice. The camera focused on her as she delivered a monologue. The premise is that she received a sexy text message from her lover, but she realized that the text was meant for his wife, not for her. So, she calls the wife and meets her for lunch. Acting as the "wounded party" in this exchange, she did have some great lines and I laughed out loud at points. After this, I didn't stick around for the second short, <a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/pillow_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Pillow</span></a>, although I wish I had seen it.<br /><br />Instead, I went to see two more shorts -- <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/godssquaremile_oxford2011">God's Square Mile</a> and <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/mozambique_oxford2011">Mozambique</a>. The first was an interesting history about a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_meeting">camp meeting</a> that created a small town in New Jersey. For those not familiar with that term, though Willimantic, CT has one as well, the camp meeting was a Christian movement in America where people would go on a religious holiday, focusing on spiritual renewal, etc. I thought this history was interesting because this town was an important example of urban planning and part of America's religious history because it basically was a <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/theocracy">theocracy</a>, with their own stringent <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_law">blue laws</a> and a court that enforced them. The controversy depicted in the film was the fact an older lesbian couple wanted to use the camp meeting's pavilion for their civil service. The film tried to make it out as a big deal but everybody was just so nice and reasonable, wanting to make the town a nice place, it really wasn't that interesting to watch. In other words, all sides made it clear that this was a legal matter, not a personal one.<br /><br />Not that I need to have some kind of red meat controversy to make a good film, but this one definitely waned. I think an interesting film could have been made but I was bored.<br /><br />The second short film in this set was <a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/mozambique_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mozambique</span></a>, a story about AIDS orphans. I liked this one very much, mostly because it wasn't one of those films where people from other countries come in and make "art" out of other people's miseries. Instead, this was a direct result of donating cameras and other equipment to AIDS orphans (those who lost both parents due to the disease) and this was the story of one young man who shot the film and told his story. It is fascinating how my view changes when looking at pictures the kids themselves took of each other. Rather than seeing the kids through a developed country's eye, I did feel like I was seeing their point of view. I may be kidding myself because obviously, the people who donated the equipment helped to edit the film.<br /><br />The young man, Alcides Soares, who had been adopted by an elderly woman (a nice woman, but it appeared an example of forced eldercare), seeks his younger brother who moved with his father when the parents separated. I admit I wept a lot in this film, and I felt it was genuinely earned.<br /><br />Okay, I'm on a roll, so let's finish off the Friday viewings!<br /><br />Despite the fact I had been up since before dawn, I stuck around for the late night showings -- the horror movie block. Of course I had to! How could I look my friends in the eye if I did not report back on these films!<br /><br />First up, <a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/shock_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Shock</span></a>, tried to do something fun but I thought the film was poorly acted and boring. The twist was not "shocking."<br /><br /><a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/monsterhuntwithjamesandkevin_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Monster Hunt with James and Kevin</span></a> took the premise if those ghosthunter shows (or other reality shows) actually found a monster. Reminded me a little of <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://dsc.discovery.com/tv/mythbusters/">Mythbusters</a>. I admit that this one cracked me up. A fun movie for what it was.<br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/bloodtherapy_oxford2011">Blood Therapy</a> was a very short piece about a young man talking to a doctor. The guy who played the doctor was terrible! Overall silly little film about someone trying to make a serious horror short. That's hard to do and I saw the end coming a mile away.<br /><br /><a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/happyface_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Happy Face</span></a>, on the other hand, focusing on a young starlet, getting out of a mental institution on Long Island, was able to be a bit more serious and creepy. The actress, as the director tries to point out, does have one of those silent film star faces, and the guy playing her publicist was freaking hilarious. The sets and the dialogue were overall good. However, I do take issue with the long clip from <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0053459/">Eyes Without a Face</a>, including the gruesome surgery that removes a woman's face. That was a little too much of a heavy borrow which just signaled in an uninteresting way to the audience "isn't this cool? This is what I was thinking about in making my film!" But when your clip is more powerful than anything else in your film, you got a problem.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0053459/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Night of the Punks</span> </a>was the must-see on my list because I knew that my horror loving, punk music friends would want a report. It did not disappoint. Snappy dialogue, high-grade B special effect (look at all that goo!), tight editing, many, many references to punk music. <a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0365748/">Shaun of the Dead</a> has been very, very good to the comedy horror movie. My only question is why does the girl have to get the long scene with green gunk spraying in her face?.......Let's be a little subtle people.<br /><a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/murderabilia_oxford2011"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHSNoILJL6rgs1g7dn20KJKKpjp7wf8Y4PxDh8HtvDqF7LmJ_5l_1uW_cmPWR5zZgiNDo-jhvAvE7kWfPjzomNTZbGes0s-YWr2qxopbujrJjLNpyRiytLfCovMJabuQnsbQ9Pm_eh24/s320/nightofthepunks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575826468677474658" border="0" /></a><a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/murderabilia_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></a><br /><a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/murderabilia_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Murderabilia</span> </a>is the must-see I recommend to you. Here, it focused on a guy who collects memorabilia from murder scenes (hence, Murderabilia which is an actual term). In the long opening scene, he is visiting a killer in jail to "collect" his story. The convict relates the night he killed a young girl. Very nice dialogue and very good acting. I actually found the collector WAY more creepy than the killer though his acting was well-done too. I thought the short was fantastic. My only complaint is that it placed the credits midway in the film, making us think that the film was over, when really it was just poor choice to go to the next scene. The film lost its momentum. The film turns to the collector visiting a murderabilia dealer. The dealer had some good lines, but he talked way too long. The director was obviously reluctant to cut some of the "good lines" which was a shame. Move it along. Still, best film of the night. They said after the viewing that they were trying to turn it into a feature film and based on what I saw, I think they have a good chance to make a decent film.<br /><br />Last was <a href="http://oxford.slated.com/2011/films/rivercitydead_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">River City Dead</span>,</a> a locally-shot b-grade camp horror film complete with Nazis (the character, Patricia Hitler, was funny), a noirish detective, sexy vampires, pimps, zombies, etc. Didn't work but it looked like they were having fun.<br /><br />Okay, that was Friday. Admittedly, I didn't go to as many in the next days but since I saw collections of shorts, the posts may be just as long!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-47225409315469036542011-02-12T12:20:00.006-05:002011-02-20T12:45:12.921-05:00Snow, Egypt, Oxford Film Festival Part OneSo far my New Year's resolution to blog more has fallen on deaf fingers. They don't seem to want to take the time to let all my good friends know what's going on. However, the last couple days have been really exciting so I am making myself share.<br /><br />First, we had another snow storm in Mississippi.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi80quF-Png1clL7qPzZiOZ0ub6jB-ZPkgaFlY5dxP77903IZw3iGCgN1Xvkq92eWw1gMjCK4ed5nLCZK2ySVUJObhBixJhY7HO5xtl8ZAMVc42-n78Yx4n-ZL6IumIriAjwbvgQ0_cfCQ/s1600/oxford-snow-1248-150x150.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi80quF-Png1clL7qPzZiOZ0ub6jB-ZPkgaFlY5dxP77903IZw3iGCgN1Xvkq92eWw1gMjCK4ed5nLCZK2ySVUJObhBixJhY7HO5xtl8ZAMVc42-n78Yx4n-ZL6IumIriAjwbvgQ0_cfCQ/s320/oxford-snow-1248-150x150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572854764750102466" border="0" /></a>(Image from the local paper, <a href="http://oxfordeagle.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">The Oxford Eagle</span></a>). Classes were canceled Wednesday at noon and then all day Thursday. I spent that day watching events unfold in Egypt, waiting for Murbarak to say he was going to resign. I was very worried that he hadn't but it appears that he is gone. I was so stuck to the TV and to the media that I actually signed up for <a href="http://twitter.com/camanpour">Christiane Amanpour's Twitter feed</a> (just love her). Now, I'm on Twitter but it remains to be seen if I do more than read what's up with others. Kate, you are the second person I'm following.<br /><br />Now that world and weather events have settled for now, I also had the fantastic opportunity to attend Oxford's premier winter event -- the 8th annual <a href="http://www.oxfordfilmfest.com/">Film Festival</a>. I had to teach all day, but once I got to my first screening at 5:15, I stayed until 12:30am. Note to self -- popcorn makes a very poor dinner.<br /><br />The festival is still going on, and I'm planning on attending a few more events before the end. But, here is the beginning of my review.<br /><br />The first film I saw was a documentary feature called, <a href="http://oxford.bside.com/2011/films/southernbelle_oxford2011"><span style="font-style: italic;">Southern Belle</span></a>, by filmmakers <span class="bs_director">Kathy Conkwright and Mary Makley (both of whom were in attendance). Though I saw the late night fright fest shorts later, I think this was the far scarier movie. It's a look at the <a href="http://www.athenaeumrectory.com/school.php">Tennessee Athenaeum Rectory's "summer camp"</a> for young women to play "southern belle" the eve of the Civil War.</span> This place was a Girl's School beginning in 1852 and lasted for fifty years. As was typical of such schools, it taught the girls how to be a lady -- dancing, deportment, etiquette, and the "finer" skills.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh24R5W3jj0yqO1yaumLDkEqPflpBw-GzV_5ZQ8ma0oK4B1p2j0RWzpoXZI4xB96g1J4M7GwapsIhQXH_LAmoZzqbEmlxYJ15RiO9HdFqvXR48RpPR7PueWtnY_k_hIsMIbU8_UCYfOWJc/s1600/southern+belle.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh24R5W3jj0yqO1yaumLDkEqPflpBw-GzV_5ZQ8ma0oK4B1p2j0RWzpoXZI4xB96g1J4M7GwapsIhQXH_LAmoZzqbEmlxYJ15RiO9HdFqvXR48RpPR7PueWtnY_k_hIsMIbU8_UCYfOWJc/s320/southern+belle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572862008367165010" border="0" /></a>(Promotional image from the film)<br /><br /></div>This summer camp aims to recreate that experience, complete with dress (hoops and all) and manners (you want to be like Melanie, not Scarlett, ladies). The sidestepping of the issue (or more accurately "whitewashing") that slavery allowed these women to live in this manner dives at the heart of "southern-ness." It's contradictory and tension-filled -- hey, Faulkner struggled with it a lot. The filmmakers decided to let the images "speak" for themselves but I think I would have liked some more critical perspective (maybe, I'm divided). I fear that some southerners will look at this as a preservation of values that are good to keep and that they will look at it uncritically (case in point, the young women behind me in the theater, starting singing <span style="font-style: italic;">Dixie</span> and said "we never get to sing this anymore").<br /><br />The earnest teachers who want to preserve this Southern viewpoint were probably the most scary. They were very nice, but completely deluded. For example, the leader of the camp who played the pastor, could not answer why they never talked about race (or why black girls would not want to attend). As part of a "history" lesson, he addressed the girls in character, informing them that Tennessee had just seceded from the Union and told them all the "good" reasons that the state had done so. (Tennessee was actually the last state to secede and there was a good deal of resistance about whether or not they should). The long speech he makes reminded me immediately about current debates about State's Rights and the far, far right's call that they are being unfairly pushed around by the Federal Government.<br /><br />My dear Northern friends, this scene will in many ways confirm to you what you think about the South and that makes me a little sad.<br /><br />Anyway, back to the film, the girls were fascinating characters and the filmmakers focused on compelling stories. But where there's race issues, there are also gender issues. And what happens to one girl in particular who returns the next year is a tragedy in my opinion.<br /><br />The filmmakers said that the film will be shown on PBS this July. I'll let you know when it does.<br /><br />More on the festival later....Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-6676475065015164622011-01-10T17:38:00.003-05:002011-01-10T17:43:16.808-05:00Snow!It followed me here! Darn the weather! We got a healthy snowstorm, even by Connecticut standards. I'd say there's about seven inches. Before you New Englanders start to laugh at how Southerners deal with snow, just imagine this: NO snowplows, no salt or sand. Nothing. Just people driving on the road, turning snow into slush (which will then freeze). I think you would be hard pressed to get around in this environment. I'm a little shell-shocked. I wish I had my snow shovel!<br /><br />I swept my walk and did have the brush for my car so it's clean. I went out briefly and it was passable. But the temps will drop. The University closed today and will be closed tomorrow. Looks like my vacation has extended.<br /><br />And beware Northeast, this system is coming straight for you!<br /><br />I'd have pics for you but my camera's batteries have died, and I don't know where I've stashed the recharger away! But you can looks at some pretty pictures <a href="http://www.ezing.net/photo-gallery-ole-miss-snow-2011/">here</a>.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-4282375041404358532011-01-04T23:31:00.003-05:002011-01-04T23:46:25.933-05:00Film GlutHere is a list of all the shows and movies Kate and I watched while she was visiting. Yes, we did get out of the house now and then.<br /><br />Korean horror/family drama/comedy: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468492/">The Host</a><br />Korean horror/family drama: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0365376/">A Tale of Two Sisters</a><br />Korean horror/revenge drama/comedy: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0451094/">Lady Vengeance</a><br /><br />Lifetime movie (Kate's request which I thought was weird): <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1772373/">The Craigslist Killer</a><br />Three episodes of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0084988/">Black Adder</a><br />Two episodes of British Comedy <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0487831/">The IT Crowd</a><br />Two episodes of <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1235547/">Better Off Ted</a><br /><br />Twisted French fairy tale: <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1355623/">Blue Beard</a><br />Odd Orson Welles "documentary" <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0072962/">F is for Fake</a><br />British comedy <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0094336/">Withnail and I</a><br /><br />And, in order of watching, starting New Year's Eve:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1415017/">Doctor Who: The End of Time</a> (g'bye <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0855039/">David Tennant</a>)<br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0042192/">All About Eve</a><br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081573/">Superman II</a><br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0095016/">Die Hard</a><br /><br />What connects the last three? "Is there no one on this planet to even challenge me?" which I can totally hear Bette Davis and Alan Rickman say.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-43339203960577099022011-01-02T11:55:00.002-05:002011-01-02T12:05:47.643-05:00Happy New Year!Hello everybody. I know it's been a long time since I've set fingers to keys on this blog. One of my resolutions this year is to bring my life back online. Since I find FB too revealing and far too pithy for my preference, I am going to jot down stuff here.<br /><br />New Year's was quiet. I picked up <a href="http://katewombat.blogspot.com/">Miss Kate</a> at the Memphis airport that eve, and we drove between nowhere and rain to make it to Oxford. We had a fantastic dinner at <a href="http://www.citygroceryonline.com/restaurant.php?boure">Bouré </a>and then back home for drinks and conversation.<br /><br />I fear that I am a poor hostess because I have been partied out. My good friends, Michelle and Jason, had an Elvis Blue Hawaii wedding in Las Vegas. I had the most fantastic time -- I drank, smoked, and ate a lot of red meat. Didn't gamble too much. Just lost enough to make me wince a bit but not to lie about it. Perhaps I will go into more detail -- at least about the wedding and the tour guide from hell who took us to the <a href="http://www.usbr.gov/lc/hooverdam/">Hoover Dam</a> last Monday.<br /><br />But hey, at least I have recovered and my voice, which I lost doing karaoke has returned (probably should have skipped <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paradise_by_the_Dashboard_Light"><span style="font-style: italic;">Paradise by the Dashboard Light</span></a> with the groom). Anyway, best wishes to the couple and many thanks to them for having the absolutely best wedding I've ever attended and to all my new, wonderful friends I met there (and all the old ones I got to spend time with).<br /><br />Kate and I are off to <a href="http://citygroceryonline.com/restaurant.php?bbb">Big Bad Breakfast</a> for lunch then <a href="http://www.squarebooks.com/">Square Books</a> for shoppies.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-82441516544179730092010-08-31T12:12:00.002-04:002010-08-31T12:14:52.348-04:00Little Orphan Annie, where are you going with those?I thought I'd seen everything that Sanrio could brand, but I am amused and aghast at what I just discovered. Hello Kitty <a href="http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/8/view/10589/agip-hello-kitty-petrol.html">gas cans and chainsaws</a>. For the little sociopath who wants to look adorable while wrecking havoc on an uncaring society.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2OII2e5y-va6P6-2-JcQVKKjRZtUcU2Jb70VYuCl8KCejr3rYBwp1BOvZZ2y28KFc-_i_cmCJ-v1_9VJ4LIDzP09Z1QdA0BYhp1ye3WLPOyQlE8Nz9QDkkoY2JH2d_LfMMxLizqW3nc/s1600/hellokitty001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD2OII2e5y-va6P6-2-JcQVKKjRZtUcU2Jb70VYuCl8KCejr3rYBwp1BOvZZ2y28KFc-_i_cmCJ-v1_9VJ4LIDzP09Z1QdA0BYhp1ye3WLPOyQlE8Nz9QDkkoY2JH2d_LfMMxLizqW3nc/s320/hellokitty001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511608151044018626" border="0" /></a>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-56713520219900170622010-08-09T17:26:00.003-04:002010-08-09T17:30:20.280-04:00Philosophers and Zombies<table><tbody><tr><td style="padding-right: 10px;">Don't ask how I got here but check out this amusing <a href="http://philpapers.org/surveys/results.pl?affil=Target+faculty&areas0=0&areas_max=1&grain=fine">survey</a> of what Philosophers believe. Check out the final question:<br /><br /><h3>Zombies: inconceivable, conceivable but not metaphysically possible, or metaphysically possible?</h3> <table><tbody><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Lean toward: conceivable but not metaphysically possible</td> <td>191 / 931 (20.5%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Accept: conceivable but not metaphysically possible</td> <td>140 / 931 (15%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Accept: metaphysically possible</td> <td>115 / 931 (12.3%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Lean toward: metaphysically possible</td> <td>102 / 931 (10.9%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Insufficiently familiar with the issue</td> <td>84 / 931 (9%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Lean toward: inconceivable</td> <td>82 / 931 (8.8%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Accept: inconceivable</td> <td>67 / 931 (7.1%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Agnostic/undecided</td> <td>61 / 931 (6.5%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">The question is too unclear to answer</td> <td>40 / 931 (4.2%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">There is no fact of the matter</td> <td>12 / 931 (1.2%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Skip</td> <td>10 / 931 (1%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Reject all</td> <td>10 / 931 (1%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Other</td> <td>9 / 931 (0.9%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Accept another alternative</td> <td>5 / 931 (0.5%)</td> </tr><tr> <td style="padding-right: 10px;">Reject one, undecided between others</td> <td>3 / 931 (0.3%)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr><tr><td style="padding-right: 10px;"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr><tr><td style="padding-right: 10px;"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr><tr><td style="padding-right: 10px;"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-14025235619607710342010-07-13T15:22:00.004-04:002010-07-13T15:31:10.171-04:00Webcomics auction on eBay<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lasagnachildren.com/Gulf/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdWrimRb_tTP17_TQBppVYKVtm_N205NDgv3AIOmONe0EYoNi5Ui2w39xWbHIKfM7zKJ-iEb8wDeERjTzLjqK8OVndbUMZNyb1WM4z-1z-mnPOCeIIUHzhy_tNCIoEDeUBadL9aKiCxE/s320/gulfbanner.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493474154211165266" border="0" /></a><br />This is a <a href="http://lasagnachildren.com/Gulf/">charity auction</a> for the Gulf Coast. My friend, the very awesome A. Hunt, and her artist, Tracy Williams has donated some cool stuff. Check it out and all the other webcomic goodies! If you have never clicked on the link to the right to visit <a href="http://www.goodbyechains.com/index.php?page=348"><span style="font-style: italic;">Goodbye Chains</span></a>, you are missing out. It's got everything that would piss off (yet oddly arouse) any "red-blooded" American (Marxism! The Love that Dare Not Speak Its Name! Horses!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodbyechains.com/index.php?page=348"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 45px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-Lr7RC8efJVTeWmg7upTW0gca8n5_cAP61VE4cKXShq6Zy2w2Mu-vcsGvMCvaYLQYg0o5arOOBMI25URUGVOOdfEQu2LJwe5CVLvxGoMn2bSCZVQ5wtpIEKx3WVGnChDp5a6B8oHySg/s320/bn_gc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493475310774476354" border="0" /></a><br />"All proceeds from the Web-Comics Auction will be donated to the <a href="https://www.braf.org/braf/ColbertNationGulfofAmericaFund/tabid/143/Default.aspx">Colbert Nation Gulf of America Fund</a>, which is being managed by The Baton Rouge Area Foundation."Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-27179530123535231952010-07-13T11:38:00.006-04:002010-07-13T11:51:02.963-04:00RIP Harvey PekarThough this is old news to some of you, I was saddened to learn of <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/13/arts/design/13pekar.html?_r=1&scp=1&sq=%22harvey%20pekar%22%20obit&st=cse">Harvey Pekar's death</a> yesterday. He was a groundbreaking comics writer, bringing the everyday schmoo to comics. No superheroes, no bigger than life characters, just his life as a filing clerk in a hospital in Cleveland. He most famously worked with R. Crumb and many other artists, and can be credited as one of the earliest examples of autobiographical comics (which can be a good or bad thing depending on how annoying the <a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/pantheon/graphicnovels/persepspread1.html">subject </a>is). His story was also made into a fantastic <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0305206/">film</a>, starring Paul Giamatti (as Harvey) and Hope Davis (as his wife, Joyce Brabner).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7tjtFaOQgLs3eW84FFFX0oVfoFaK4mxbsCBJuKuUi2YW96flxsOjvPq3trGCX_v6AmUwDLcdRjrIy3NIkSFfahDMPkraBMczjHDRIE1oV1PuzdZ_VDcGe_XWBh6nUhyNS0PnHI9e59M/s1600/HarveyPekar.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7tjtFaOQgLs3eW84FFFX0oVfoFaK4mxbsCBJuKuUi2YW96flxsOjvPq3trGCX_v6AmUwDLcdRjrIy3NIkSFfahDMPkraBMczjHDRIE1oV1PuzdZ_VDcGe_XWBh6nUhyNS0PnHI9e59M/s320/HarveyPekar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493418229130910018" border="0" /></a>Here's to artistic schlubs everywhere! Raise your glasses to a guy who didn't often catch good breaks but let us enjoy his failures and fears.<br /><br />Oh, and I just found out that <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/14/sports/baseball/14steinbrenner.html?hp">George Steinbrenner died</a> today. He owned the NY Yankees and he will probably be remembered by more people. Yet, he did much less than Harvey.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-87355537877727263292010-07-12T17:59:00.002-04:002010-07-12T18:09:27.986-04:00AdjustingIt's hot here in MISSISSIPPI (gotta get used to typing that -- I sing it in my head. Unlike saying conNECT-icut in my head) but so what else is new? It's funny how the body just remembers the heat. Is that like muscle memory? But I hear it was much, much hotter up north. Have things settled down up there?<br /><br />I had planned a more organized blog post about the adventures of my trip down here. But a quick summary --<br />--cats have recovered from the trauma and are back to normal<br />--I have recovered from the trip<br />--my friendship with pal, Michelle, who made the trip with me seems intact<br />--Radio highlight of the trip -- a call-in swap shop-- Sorta like a aural Craigslist but less smutty -- in Tennessee between Memphis and Nashville about an item that's good for training your coon dog. (didn't catch what it was exactly).<br /><br />More details to follow as I pull them from the depths of repression.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-44328598418757674312010-06-15T13:57:00.003-04:002010-06-15T14:03:42.115-04:00It will never end!I have so much stuff to get rid of as the moving day looms! I found this ugly-cute cookie jar that I took from my mother when I first moved in here. It's a bundle of asparagus which I thought was hilarious to be a cookie jar. I mean, do you think of cookies when you eat asparagus (maybe, yes)? Or was it a foil to children? Or perhaps to remind one to eat better? Anyway, as cookie jars are very collectible, I thought I would try to find a place to sell it (plus asparagus+cookie+jar makes a tremendously easy search). Indeed, it appears to be a <a href="http://www.mccoypottery.com/cookiejars/">McCoy cookie jar</a> and the dates for the asparagus jar are about the time my grandmother gave it to my mother (late seventies). So I post pics here for your enjoyment but also to see if I can sell it to a collector who might want it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7LVH6CHwTNyOFslFrFGJgigLf6FpriHrDp6pSexWY5c_7BHazKYABl1fsYfFY6NRbW5PIZ8tPAreGWK36Kd47IvP3RtdphALt2qM7MgERj0hLojd5a8eksLZsLZJyI4AaMb4iZ4IJIE/s1600/IMG_0407.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio7LVH6CHwTNyOFslFrFGJgigLf6FpriHrDp6pSexWY5c_7BHazKYABl1fsYfFY6NRbW5PIZ8tPAreGWK36Kd47IvP3RtdphALt2qM7MgERj0hLojd5a8eksLZsLZJyI4AaMb4iZ4IJIE/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483062128717601394" border="0" /></a>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-20963813679370941712010-06-03T23:34:00.003-04:002010-06-04T00:08:10.396-04:00I'd be much happier WITH the dollarThe title of this post is a Simpson's quote. Free stuff to the person who gets it and cites the relevance to this post.<br /><br />I had a false start to this day. The first came when my phone rang and through my grogginess, I listened to the message. It was an automated one from the town alerting me to the fact that there was an overturned tractor trailer on Route 6 and that the road was being shut down. I rolled over and looked at the clock 6:30???? Really? Freakin's 6:30 in the morning. I had a half a mind (still being asleep) to make an angry phone call back. But I was angry and sleepy so I fell back to bed.<br /><br />True morning arrived and I dithered around the house for a bit. I had a car full of boxes to be shipped to the recycling place in Missouri, and they needed to be gone so I could fill the car with more stuff to recycle. After further dithering (did you know there is a new <a href="http://www.letsmakeadeal.com/">Let's Make a Deal </a>show, yeah, I didn't either and upon further exploration of what the web has to offer on this game show, I stumbled upon the classic three door conundrum of "<a href="http://www.letsmakeadeal.com/problem.htm">The Monty Hall Problem</a>." And no, it wasn't because of his personal life.) Anyway, I rushed to the post office, looking for a spot close by because I had three 30 pound boxes (and many thanks to Bernie who helped me take them down to my car) and who should I see but Perilous Cheryl herself! Out for her noontime post office visit. She was under the impression that I had left already but seemed pleased that I was still in town. I told her I was giving away lots of stuff (take the box! Take the BOX!). She indicated that cartoons would be an acceptable offering. Lo and behold, I flipped open my trunk and there was a box of videos that I was going to dump in a donation box later today (what with them being legal and all, not fansubs). I felt a camaraderie with purveyors of goods that fell off a truck!<br /><br />Deal done (although I still have the tapes -- I know where you live!), I went into the post office where Joe, my pal, gave me a dolly to push my boxes. Media mail was not expensive and I walked out feeling smug about my green-ness. Back to the apartment where I awaited two gentleman callers to do heavy lifting. Ken arrived and because the day was muggy, we decided to put in the A.C. which can be a little tricksy. (A.C is for sale, but not until I move out. I want to get rid of stuff but I'm not stupid). Then Leigh showed up. Leigh took back the four chairs that he had loaned me several years ago. He also got Kate's Hello Kitty planter with plant (for Ro). (Anybody want a plant?). Ken helped me take the rest of my computer down to the car.<br /><br />Then the grand road trip. First a stop at the movers with some more questions. Then to Best Buy where they took my dinosaur of a computer. I shopped for a hard drive case but could not find one that I felt I wanted to buy. I drooled over the televisions (avert your eyes!!) and then we dumped videos in the bin. Lunch/dinner at Panera Bread. Then to Petco to return the leash/harness set I had purchased thinking I would train Boo to use it. Ha ha! I looked at kennels but ended up with <a href="http://www.feliway.com/us">Feliway </a>spray instead. Then since Ken is an aficionado of malls, we went to Crystal Mall and walked around. There is a huge comic book/action figure/vintage video game systems store there. If you ever wanted an action figure. There is where you can find it. Ken was in heaven. I asked if there was a Mandarin Spawn figure since mine had been decapitated (many of my figures end up that way), and he told me that those are a hot item. Even out of the box, 60 bucks. Damn! So, more looking. I saw a pink bunny mecha kit which looked like fun and should set a cool statement in my office but decided to pass (too much work). However, I was tempted by a <a href="http://www.adherents.com/lit/comics/BigBarda.html">Big Barda</a> figure in one of the cases. Since we had spent so much time asking so many questions, both of us felt we should buy something. And, it has been a long time since I got a new action figure.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDiSpBwUFO1_8TRjomzVn2XEg8YUFzyNnJUvo7FNPM9qQmRB584xA7gYEc9ZDXlhcRE4Dze0WrrnkOLdike1JMbbcyJEWiK7U_45Xp7y1q8dOWAAHZjjUkcKVOvWmsCX3axkGeUn03-I/s1600/DCUC+Big+Barda+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDiSpBwUFO1_8TRjomzVn2XEg8YUFzyNnJUvo7FNPM9qQmRB584xA7gYEc9ZDXlhcRE4Dze0WrrnkOLdike1JMbbcyJEWiK7U_45Xp7y1q8dOWAAHZjjUkcKVOvWmsCX3axkGeUn03-I/s320/DCUC+Big+Barda+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478763535237236594" border="0" /></a><br />The guy, being a good salesmen, asked if I wouldn't want to buy <a href="http://www.toonopedia.com/mmiracle.htm">Mister Miracle</a>, her husband. Ken had to laugh because he knew what I was going to say "she doesn't need a man." So, she will join my shrine to female superheroes. If only I could find the <a href="http://www.immortalthor.net/bio-valkyrie.html">Valkyrie </a>and <a href="http://www.toonopedia.com/hellcat.htm">Hellcat </a>(aka <a href="http://www.toonopedia.com/patsy.htm">Patsy Walker</a>).Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-41172226627306077482010-06-01T17:22:00.003-04:002010-06-01T17:27:07.017-04:00updates that keep me saneYou will all probably get tired of the excruciating detail of my impending move but I find that marking the minor milestones makes me majorly ....happy? (fill in your "m" word here. Best submission will get free stuff!)<br /><br />So far, I have set up an Internet connection and talked to an animal hospital, giving them all the skinny on my kitties. I think I am about to be ma'am'ed to death. I mean, I'm used to it because of the Academy but it's weird coming from people my age or older. Still, it's nice to have very friendly service.<br /><br />In case you are all interested, I am recycling my numerous VHS tapes at a non-profit called <a href="http://www.actrecycling.org/">ACT Recycling and Employment Services</a>. I wonder what they will think when they open all those <a href="http://www.creativeglossary.com/anime/fansub.html">fansubs</a>? I'll let you all know how it goes.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-85486288963273544062010-06-01T14:41:00.002-04:002010-06-01T14:46:17.145-04:0028 Days and CountingTwenty-Eight Days before the planned move. I find that I am not as attached to my stuff as I thought. Books, CDs, videos, appliances are flying out the door to any taker. This weekend I plan to do the big flea market with the Queen. Hopefully I can purge even further. If you are in the area, feel free to drop by and see what goodies you can relieve me of.<br /><br />I will have a full washer and dryer for sale. I plan on donating my refrigerator.<br /><br />I will also be sending out e-mails to all my friends for packing and cleaning parties. Unfortunately, those who "owe" me for packing and cleaning are, oddly, out of state. So I will be calling on big favors and promise to ply with food and beer (or whatever). My friend, Michelle, is coming up on the 26th to help and she will drive down with me and kitties to Mississippi. Ye gods, I owe her big.<br /><br />In the meantime, I plan on June 25th and June 27th to be the big days for work. I hope to blog frequently to keep myself sane. I have already made a list of what to do this week. It makes my brain hurt but I will endure!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-73005147832437035142010-05-29T13:10:00.011-04:002010-05-29T14:19:17.258-04:00My new house!I posted these to Facebook but since the blog has been malingering, I thought I would post here as well.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUQBheM-dv6-mO_MsVq7fZ1JklcmLLNC4MbWs1bxEC_MDGgvEGOGRFuBErlDS7nlWxX9AAU5jutvGv6EF1j4hph4-HvsTYnoVzMW30M1_jjChYc8CBffAdA_jq6AeAL6MBgcwUbMhTnQ/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUQBheM-dv6-mO_MsVq7fZ1JklcmLLNC4MbWs1bxEC_MDGgvEGOGRFuBErlDS7nlWxX9AAU5jutvGv6EF1j4hph4-HvsTYnoVzMW30M1_jjChYc8CBffAdA_jq6AeAL6MBgcwUbMhTnQ/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476756359197686882" border="0" /></a><br />The front of my little house. It's a complex of similar-looking places. Not much yard. You can see the tiny patio on the side.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnS11052C4B2lPWJxnOq6lL4YQtL4RggD3_x19rhwCGiWuyagtn90an4ierv_oeTq7NG6CMYf1mKRQSVpFrzBkk2G23ikYzMPrQgwZZEgyJw29W814iNIntDjZw0VOqDOhFd6vPu7SyVQ/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnS11052C4B2lPWJxnOq6lL4YQtL4RggD3_x19rhwCGiWuyagtn90an4ierv_oeTq7NG6CMYf1mKRQSVpFrzBkk2G23ikYzMPrQgwZZEgyJw29W814iNIntDjZw0VOqDOhFd6vPu7SyVQ/s320/IMG_0892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476756661048578754" border="0" /></a>The kitchen. It's open to the living room area.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ygIo0bDY_0zOjM_Z6AQ2J_nFW5ZgDPX_Locy7VbJK0BWfMj2nL_tQD89TNBySQeKlAOnngIHS3HR6Fuj5-5nvJmeumqrPL5H3do7Peq_2pxc5KUZ1itCswXZyjZ48xU_iULlMNvcfwE/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ygIo0bDY_0zOjM_Z6AQ2J_nFW5ZgDPX_Locy7VbJK0BWfMj2nL_tQD89TNBySQeKlAOnngIHS3HR6Fuj5-5nvJmeumqrPL5H3do7Peq_2pxc5KUZ1itCswXZyjZ48xU_iULlMNvcfwE/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476756841954575362" border="0" /></a>Eat-in kitchen. There is a full washer and dryer through those doors.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAZTusO4w21njVGlUiY9cnoP3VE_TpiHK3n58vGCRicq9M2a_6MDjS5nrQxgKnlUf5XLVglB_Bqz8uhf9Vk8u4AohHjawoKRnScaRpymgi7x_33wH09uWGK_075QQTCE5WtmJoZXTU8E/s1600/IMG_0895.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipAZTusO4w21njVGlUiY9cnoP3VE_TpiHK3n58vGCRicq9M2a_6MDjS5nrQxgKnlUf5XLVglB_Bqz8uhf9Vk8u4AohHjawoKRnScaRpymgi7x_33wH09uWGK_075QQTCE5WtmJoZXTU8E/s320/IMG_0895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476757065775126658" border="0" /></a><br />View of the living room. Front door to the left. Flooring is dark gray ceramic tiles.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WzrnBH8vi2HtVyY33NtONn3iIldwLeC0TwSFCXcsZ8kHCAWyBj0p2fHGkl_ZaWt_f9JQkiTUE5TFbCLiHRwtJ9iGZsqMht9SLZeEmCm0acWIcepFknkOaF_3peBMv-utjrwmS_p_ONo/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0WzrnBH8vi2HtVyY33NtONn3iIldwLeC0TwSFCXcsZ8kHCAWyBj0p2fHGkl_ZaWt_f9JQkiTUE5TFbCLiHRwtJ9iGZsqMht9SLZeEmCm0acWIcepFknkOaF_3peBMv-utjrwmS_p_ONo/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476757262992425282" border="0" /></a>Another view of the living room. That's the door to the patio. This is the model house so the furniture, sadly, does not come with it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHY_NHizFHb8Jc45bLJJY7jGewlMflYXSe0gltBNG-xnrNic3EjdViPHHkJc3Hv1dPJ1sEhoRCQUBLiQ8ww3HaYl2lIVrrNgvnrwPrPp4fjVdFQ00NAvPogiZU2iPqVQucjX4101fwmyA/s1600/IMG_0897.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHY_NHizFHb8Jc45bLJJY7jGewlMflYXSe0gltBNG-xnrNic3EjdViPHHkJc3Hv1dPJ1sEhoRCQUBLiQ8ww3HaYl2lIVrrNgvnrwPrPp4fjVdFQ00NAvPogiZU2iPqVQucjX4101fwmyA/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476757481313228114" border="0" /></a>Vaulted ceilings. Each room has a ceiling fan which should cut down on the cooling costs.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEr5h_r5Ip8oSGBoTTMzBtsUD8-Ll4VntS03IoOzov5kUJfoQvd1loW30z6Ld_Lm9u2G1qYKJoiHsyiQnP76k2QAzyE89nyZkrrCzqO_AOttO4CSt0OD0KJM5hfGaBdu0JpGDVnADXhzQ/s1600/IMG_0902.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEr5h_r5Ip8oSGBoTTMzBtsUD8-Ll4VntS03IoOzov5kUJfoQvd1loW30z6Ld_Lm9u2G1qYKJoiHsyiQnP76k2QAzyE89nyZkrrCzqO_AOttO4CSt0OD0KJM5hfGaBdu0JpGDVnADXhzQ/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476757667430087730" border="0" /></a><br />There are three bedrooms and three bathrooms. Two bedrooms have en suite bathrooms and there is one in the hallway. I'm not bothering to post all the bedroom pics because they are pretty much the same. So, I'll have my room, a guest room, and an office! There's room for visitors! And the kitties will have their own bathroom!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-54691808703812570562010-03-21T23:14:00.002-04:002010-03-21T23:24:33.856-04:00It's Springtime!And the weather has been glorious -- just perfectly lovely. Wish I was a cat to sit in the window listening to all the birds twittering to each other. I am darn motivated to see some darn <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/browse_tax.aspx?family=40">warblers</a> this spring. The only one I've ever spotted was the <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Yellow_Warbler/id">yellow warbler</a>. I was out with my birding pal, Chris a few springs ago. Since he was teaching me the basics, we spotted this yellow fellow, and Chris asked me what I thought it was. I pointed to the cover of my <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kaufman-Field-Guide-Birds-America/dp/0618574239">birding book</a> and said "this one?"<br /><br />A few weeks ago, I went on an owl walk in Hampton. It's hard to believe now but it was cold and there was a lot of snow on the ground. About fifty(!) of us stood around in the night listening to the various owl calls on an iPod. We positioned ourselves around in a circle so people could spot the owls and point them out. I secretly hoped that it would not be me because it can be quite challenging to describe where the creature is: "it's in that tree, on a low branch." Yeah, right. Well, we saw nothing. Absolutely nothing. I was not surprised because I think it has something to do with my person that repels birds. Still, it's nice that what with the world of "information on demand" that nature can still refuse to show up and be counted.<br /><br />Friday I did go out for a walk and spotted one bird I hadn't seen before -- the <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Golden-crowned_Kinglet/id">golden-crowned kinglet</a>. I impressed myself with how easy I found it in my book and made an ID. I am improving!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-158363191342150400.post-69245321220660821362010-03-03T11:38:00.002-05:002010-03-03T11:44:47.025-05:00For all my Creative FriendsYou may already know about this because I always assume I am behind the curve, but I read on my <a href="http://www.publishersweekly.com/article/451461-Even_Graphic_Novels_Can_Get_a_Kickstart.php?nid=2789&source=link&rid=17033675">Publisher's Weekly comics newsletter </a>about a social networking site, <a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/">kickstarter.com</a>, for poeple who need funds for creative projects. It includes a variety of comics writers, filmmakers, and any artist you can think of -- including some cake decorators. Not everybody is automatically accepted to the site, making it a little more exclusive. Notable entries include editorial comics guy <a href="http://www.rall.com/">Ted Rall </a>who is looking to <a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/tedrall/comix-journalism-send-ted-rall-back-to-afghanista-0?pos=8&ref=spotlight">raise funds to go back to Afghanistan</a>.<br /><br />I don't see any reason why my friends who are all very talented couldn't get certain projects off the ground with the help of this site. I think it's really cool.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09259763240723322547noreply@blogger.com2