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i don't like most beers either. There is a local one that is a favorite of mine.
http://icanhascheezburger.files.word...light-beer.jpg
As for me, I'm feeling pretty good right now, snuggled up on the couch in my blankie.
http://icanhascheezburger.files.word...m-radiator.jpg
No, as far as I'm aware Jones had no involvement in the murder of Harvey Milk and the other guy :o who was S.F. Mayor George Moscone.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUB-RCNBDnk
Both were killed by S.F. Supervisor Dan White, a former SF cop and fireman. In brief Dan had a problem with working with progressive people like Harvey, and with having someone out and gay on the board and ... so he resigned saying at first the pay was too low.
Then he quickly thought better of it as in "whoops, I just quit, turned in my letter of resignation, OMG I'm not a supervisor because I quit, whatdoIdo, whatdoIdo , whatdoIdo? Go back to the family Baked Potato store at Fisherman's Wharf?"
But the city has procedures. If a Supervisor leaves the Mayor gets to appoint a replacement. Moscone had someone in mind and Dan was not getting his job back.
Being thus informed Dan White snuck into City Hall (through a back entrance with no security) when he knew both men would be there. First he went to Harvey's office and shot him, stopped to reload and then shot the mayor. :( or maybe it was vice versa?
He got off with a light sentence. Maybe you've heard the phrase Twinkie Insanity? Defense argued he'd been eating too much junk food and for premeditated murder as in; bringing the weapon and ammo in the unsecured entrance, waiting for one unarmed person, reloading with intent to kill the 2nd .... I think this former cop got 5 years of which he served maybe a couple of them.
When the sentence was announced the city exploded, instantly people assembled to march chanting "he got away with murder" it was a tense time here.
It was sad for all the families involved really. After he was released from prison Dan White committed suicide.
This controversial and famous scultptur by Robert Arneson (it's the sculpture on the top) shows Mayor Moscone.
Imprinted somewhere on the column it reads "he shot Harvey too"
www.verisimilitudo.com/arneson/misc1.html
Many moons ago I was in Washington DC attending a conference and I happened on an exhibit of Arneson's work at one of the museums (forget which one - probably the modern art one). IIRC the Moscone scupture was there - along with many other examples of Arneson's wonderful work. I've been a fan of his work ever since. :cool:Quote:
Originally Posted by Trek420
Ed to add: I finally accessed that neuron (with a lot of help from Google :o ) - it was a retrospective of his work at the Hirshhorn, in 1986. I was in awe.
Arneson taught at Davis. Duck on Wheels took a sculpture class from him, maybe inspiring that sweater?
Yes, he was a great California artist :D one of my favorites.
Mudracker, that is a wonderful dream, and so full of clear and logical details!
I'm glad I seemed to play a helpful role in it rather than negative. :)
Maybe they're just little happy Scrubbing Bubbles.....Quote:
Originally Posted by salsabike
http://chicagoist.com/attachments/ch...g%20bubble.jpg
I did? :confused: I don't remember that.Quote:
Originally Posted by salsabike
Where did I put those memory pills?
I was just joshin'. My other response was knitting, but beer was funnier.Quote:
Originally Posted by salsabike
I don't drink much, either. Beer makes my gut gurgle too much, and I can't really afford the calories.
:)
K.
I heard an interview on the Tavis Smiley show (radio). The author was a survivor.Quote:
Originally Posted by divingbiker
Gotta agree on that "drink the kool-aid" phrase..
DoW, that is some fancy knitting!
I hope I can learn just well enough to make dog sweaters and arm warmers
what about DONKEYS? Who here has really never heard a donkey bray?
(I'm painting Donkeys tonight)
I absolutely ADORE donkeys. Here's an essay I wrote about a donkey that I know.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
When Donkeys Fly
I know a donkey named Nellie who once demonstrated the intention of movement so artfully that it would have made you weep with joy. Nellie lived on the farm of a retired veterinarian who owned many championship thoroughbreds and kept Nellie as a "lawn ornament" who was required to do nothing for her keep but be a donkey. She had never been ridden or trained or even asked to walk across a paved road and therefore spent a lifetime flatly refusing to walk on pavement or gravel. With hundreds of acres of pasture, it was rarely an issue.
It's a haughty group of horse people that live in this area. Too much money, too much fox hunting, too much too much. Too haughty to even lower their eyes to mock the substandard confirmation lines of an aging donkey and an aging eccentric woman who came to the stables to visit a donkey.
You'd think a donkey so seemingly starved for personal attention would fawn and beg and bray and heehaw for the carrots, apples, and peppermints I brought. Not Nellie, proud Nellie so busy with living her donkeyness.
I have spent hours in the pasture reading, writing, napping, feeding Nellie all manner of delicacies from the farmers' market, brushing her, petting her, flipping her lovely ears like radar antennas. When I would laugh, she would bray. What gusto there is in a donkey bray! The whole body takes part and infectiously requires some kind of response from the universe.
Nellie moved very slowly and not before a great deal of deliberation went into the decision of whether to move, where to move, and why to move. This was fine with me. I'd hold a carrot in one hand while I read and eventually Nellie would find her way to it.
At the time, I was reading about Chi. All very interesting but I wondered where does chi reside when one isn't moving and in what form. When a dozen thoroughbreds thundered down upon us with flying hooves and tossing manes to steal the fruit and vegetable booty, it was easy to witness the life force coursing through their bodies. They are bred without a rheostat. They are either on or off and bred to run so swiftly that it takes the breath away to witness it and fires our carnal hedonistic desires to saddle up and ride that sense of abandonment so carefully choreographed as an almost out of control flight from gravity.
Yet it was a donkey never ridden that was chosen to bear a messiah into Jerusalem and it was an old testament donkey, not a man, not a thoroughbred, who saw an angel blocking the road and refused to move even when beaten, the same donkey who spoke to Balaam of his folly.
So lie down in green pastures with me and contemplate the chosen nature of a homely aging donkey and try to catch a glimpse of subtle chi as one slender burro leg raised itself off the ground and slowly came down again before another foot started to move and then the next foot and the next and then a pause of movement that was no longer an empty category or the mere absence of movement but a gathering of intention, a wisp of desire that existed with its own sense of purpose and humor.
As a myopic human who can't see angels in the middle of the road, I was not shown this feat of feet with just one step or two but dozens and dozen of graceful steps until I could match my breath to the slow cadence and realize that my own breath existed with its own consciousness, sense of purpose, compassion, and even humor. It made me laugh and dance with a donkey, and the donkey kept time and brayed.
I don't know, Bici. Don't you think it's cruel to paint donkeys? They are beautiful just the way they are :p :D ;) Why paint them? ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/article...6&in_page_id=2
oh what a cute paint job!Quote:
Originally Posted by Trek420
Nice story Pardes
but notice, NO ONE answered my question!
Snap-I think you can save the world :D Do you have a superhero name yet?
Mimi-what's a donkey Bray???
Yukon is not happy with us :rolleyes:..We went away on the weekend(can't take her to the campsite we went to..) and we put her in the (cool) kennel we normally use when we venture away. She was not pleased yesterday & had a pout. She's like a kid!!
This is..interesting...http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/7727136.stm
It only took me both days of the weekend. :)
Isn't it enought that I have the cape and tiara, do I really need to come up with a name?
Donkeys shouldn't be painted, only cats.
That cat matches my sock!
That's just what I was thinking! And the sock is fabulous.
Snap, you can't have a tiara & cape without a superhero type name..:p :rolleyes:
Our neighbor in Italy had two donkeys he used to pull his work cart, when they brayed, it was really loud! They were cute though, he used to let me pet them and feed them apples from our tree.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
Are donkeys the same as mules?
that's awesome!!, and alot of colors!! did you have to stop and change colors that often?... and it's knitted right?Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
Sheesh. I was up more than half the night with the insomnia. Nick at Night (Fresh Prince), TV Land (back-to-back MASH), and all manner of exercise equipment.At seven am I got up, ate cereal and took a shower. Now I'm sleepy. My day is shot. At least i can go back to bed with clean hair :rolleyes::o:(
Lovely sock! Lovely yarn too, luscious colors and looks cuddly soft. Also your knitting is nice and even. Are you sure this is your first sock?
Thanks, Duck! That's quite a compliment coming from that-sweater knitter! :)
It's my third sock, plus the other little projects I did just to practice. But I used to crochet lace, so there are some transferable skills.
The yarn is dyed that way to produce the stripes. If I had to change colors all the time I'd never do it!
And a mule is a cross between a donkey and a horse, and are therefore sterile and can't reproduce. I love mules.
Karen
Karen -- Thanks! I love mules, too. Saw my first ones - in person - when I rode the Covered Bridge Half Century in Lancaster in '07. Mules seem to be popular w/the Amish.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
I missed the interview (or was it discussed earlier in this thread)? I've been told by several people that the phrase originated with the Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, and meant a different type of experience altogether. It was only years after Jonestown that the meaning of the phrase morphed into something more negative.Quote:
Originally Posted by Zen
Pardes, what a lovely story!
ask and you may receive
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tg5zJ580Wo0
this is a donkey bray. And I can't even listen to it.
a mule is a cross between a donkey Jack and a female horse.
Little known is the hinny, a cross between a horse stallion and a female donkey.
They aren't as popular, because they get most of their size from their mothers
so the mule is considered the more valuable animal. Either way, they get their smarts from the donkey, who is much cleverer than a horse.
A friend of mine has two donkeys in the next town over. They wake her up EARLY every morning to be fed. They are cute but loud. Having raised two daughters, I think I'll pass on the being-woken-up-at-the-crack-of-dawn-to-feed-hungry-mouths thing at this point in my life. :cool:
{{{{now remembering having to watch Sesame Street at 5am every morning.....shudder}}}}
Hey Tuck- fabulous sock!!!!! :D
Tuckervil-
That is an awesome sock!! What yarn did you use?? I love the colors!
Warning: Socks are addictive! I tend to carry them everywhere with me, and work on them whenever I have a few extra minutes. You'd be amazed how much progress you can make! And yes, they will now allow knitting needles on an airplane!
CA
Great socks Tuck! and lovely sweater mom (duck). I always take my knitting with me wherever I go (and have never had a problem with them on airplanes either, just remember to leave your tiny scissors at home). At the moment I'm working on a baby sweater as a break from all the socks and mittens and hats I've been making lately. But socks are good. Very quick to make so you don't run out of patience quite as easily. Took me many practice runs before I got good enough to make a matching pair though.
I'm so happy with the sock. I sat down this morning to start the mate, and I got all the way through the ribbing when I noticed something unacceptable. While trying to fix it, I got so frustrated with it, I pulled it all out and GOT UP TO CLEAN THE HOUSE INSTEAD! Now that's frustrated!
But I feel competent about it, as long as I don't have to go back and fix anything.
We're driving to Nashville tonight, and I usually do the driving...don't know how to talk hubby into driving so I can knit! ;)
Karen
CA, I used Regia Design Line, which is why it was so expensive. It came with a pamphlet featuring the (Dutch? Swiss? oh wait, maybe German) designer. I wish the yarn was bulkier, but I didn't have much choice. The socks are a little looser than my last pair.
Duck, what would happen if I used 2.5 mm needles instead of 3 mm? I realize the knit would be tighter, but would I have to adjust the pattern for that tiny little difference?
Karen
What would happen is that your sock would be a little less loosely knit and thus very slightly snugger and very slightly smaller overall. If that's what you want then that's good. You don't have to adjust your pattern for a small change in needle size.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tuckervill
Yeah, that's what I thought. The pattern I've been using even calls for 2-3 mm needles.
Thanks! :)
Karen
I have been offered a place in Curtin University's BA in Urban Planning :D starting at the end of Feb next year. I'll be a part time student for the first year & then see if full time is suitable.
wweeeeeeeeee
CONGRATULATIONS, CRAZYCANUCK!!!!
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congrats ! You've been looking for a long time.Quote:
Originally Posted by crazycanuck
Congratulations, crazycanuck. Way to go!
That's wonderful news, CC!!!! GREAT!!!
Congrats CC!!!!!!!!