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toys in the attic

bushflash

little boy

this scruffy guy has been coming around for food lately. he (i suppose he could very well be a she, but i've taken to calling him claude) climbs up the tree in the back of the house and comes onto the deck. mike started feeding him, so he's only got himself to blame if we soon have two cats again. i haven't been able to get near him yet, he's very skittish, but i'd like to somehow get him to a vet. anyone need a mouser?

Spent last weekend in Seattle, the Public Library was one of the hightlights. Amazing, worth the trip from Portland. Roaming the deep red undulations of the Meeting Floor reminded me of hours spend as a kid walking through the giant heart exhibitat the Oregon Museum of Science and Industry.

Darwin, The expression of the emotions in man and animals, London, John Murray, 1872

if google maps (now with satellite photos) is accurate, then its possible that if i left my apartment and went perfectly northward for 20 miles, i might nearly pass directly through the house i grew up in. definitely within a half-mile.

The "architectural eyesore of the month" guy has a blog .

This is a debka link, so salt to taste, but I found this article very interesting

The most signal achievement of Brzezhinski’s career was predetermined a year before he took office by one of his last experiences as an academic. In 1976, a Polish Archbishop, Karol Wojtyla, came to Harvard to deliver a lecture. So impressed was Professor Brzezinski, a churchgoer, that he invited the visitor for tea, during which they found much in common. The regular correspondence they embarked on, in Polish, continued for years after Wojtyla’s investiture as Pope John Paul II on October 22, 1978.

time to vote

i wish people would quit dying for a little while.

i can name that actress in one role...?

Friends,

Please join us April 3rd at Abaton Garage from 2-6 PM to celebrate the life and work of Steven Parrino. Abaton's private collection of Parrino sculptures and drawings will be on display, along with some of our joint efforts, including a final audiovisual collaboration, Parrino vs. God. There will also be a repeat performance of the vampire attack staged at the book release party for Steven's manifesto, The No Texts. Coffee, tea, and homemade sweets will be served throughout the afternoon. Visit our web site for directions to the gallery: www.abatongarage.com



Parrino@Abaton can be viewed by appointment until April 25th. Call 201-369-1591 or write abaton@voicenet.com to set up a time and date.



We hope to see you Sunday,

Lauri Bortz & Mark Dagley

 

Abaton Book Company
www.abatonbookcompany.com

 

 

Parrino vs. God 

In perpetuam rei memoriam

how bad is this ? it was pulled by the moderator krys-o from the off topic fmu message board and there is a thread now arguing for and again it. some think its funny others dont. some find it offensive and some dont. with the success of barber shop one and two and now the beauty shop, what up ? those were black projects and this looks like white boy stuff to me. its appropriately critical of institutionally segregated mid century america and burns brother hokey white bread style exhibited in the jazz, civil war and baseball docs. but crosses the line with some n bomb and stereotype transgressions.

Silent rave with wireless headphones. I remember Steve had this idea at least 5 years ago.

(Also, since that link is to boing-boing: someone - I can't remember who - was complaining recently that boing-boing now has so many ads they have become the NASCAR of blogs. LOL. So true.)

Okay, it only shoots in monochrome at a size of 312 x 260 pixels, and as such, I guess, isn't really meant for cinematic purposes, but this camera from Shimadzu can shoot one million frames per second. $205,000.

There are 3 links to video clips at the engadet post that were shot between 8,000 and 10,000 frames per second. Wow. I want to see one at a million frames per second please.

Krugman readers have probably seen it but here's his latest.

teaser for the upcoming edition of Scientific American:

There's no easy way to admit this. For years, helpful letter writers told us to stick to science. They pointed out that science and politics don't mix. They said we should be more balanced in our presentation of such issues as creationism, missile defense and global warming. We resisted their advice and pretended not to be stung by the accusations that the magazine should be renamed Unscientific American, or Scientific Unamerican, or even Unscientific Unamerican. But spring is in the air, and all of nature is turning over a new leaf, so there's no better time to say: you were right, and we were wrong.

In retrospect, this magazine's coverage of so-called evolution has been hideously one-sided. For decades, we published articles in every issue that endorsed the ideas of Charles Darwin and his cronies. True, the theory of common descent through natural selection has been called the unifying concept for all of biology and one of the greatest scientific ideas of all time, but that was no excuse to be fanatics about it. Where were the answering articles presenting the powerful case for scientific creationism? Why were we so unwilling to suggest that dinosaurs lived 6,000 years ago or that a cataclysmic flood carved the Grand Canyon? Blame the scientists. They dazzled us with their fancy fossils, their radiocarbon dating and their tens of thousands of peer-reviewed journal articles. As editors, we had no business being persuaded by mountains of evidence.

in the hanging guardin

Mnftiu takes on the insanity surrounding Terri Schiavo.

REVIEWS OF NEW FOOD

mondovino the website

the best piece i ever read in index magazine was a reprint of a dialog between burroughs and terry southern. they are both sitting at a table riflng through a "mixed bag" of pills that terry brought. a great discussion that included bills observations on some of the pills from the baggie and southern providing some details on the writing credits for the film easy rider. unfortunately that meeting is not included in the index magazine interview archive.

In a perfect world, Jonathan Nossiter's documentary Mondovino would impel as many tourists to Burgundy as those following Miles and Jack's sodden strides through Santa Barbara wine country in Sideways. But where Alexander Payne's Oscar-winner appeases, Mondovino agitates—it's a radical film from a radical filmmaker, a spear at the heart of wine and film industries alike, and a tour de force of investigative journalism. (It opens at Film Forum March 23; see J. Hoberman's review.) Over four years and eight countries, the trained sommelier Nossiter—whose previous films include the Sundance prizewinner Sunday and the anti-globalist tract Signs & Wonders—dipped his tipsy-cam into the zany demimonde of winemakers, critics, and their dogs. The result isn't just a film: Mondovino, which praises cosmopolitanism over globalism, is a way of life.



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New York wine importer Neal Rosenthal, one of the most eloquent and passionate "terroirists" in Jonathan Nossiter's Mondovino, describes the wine industry's ongoing battle between small local producers and globalized big money as one between "the resistance and the collaborators." Rosenthal, who met Nossiter when the filmmaker-sommelier was consulting on the wine list for Balthazar several years ago, has been mounting his own resistance for nearly three decades now, searching the vineyards of France and Italy for artisanal makers who share his appreciation of wine as an agricultural product. "We work directly with people who grow their own grapes," he says. "There's an old saying that 90 percent of the wine is made in the vineyard. I look for wines that express their own terroir—the sense of a place—and the particularities of a vintage. And I'm not afraid to have different wines every year—that's nature."