Where tacking back and forth, we eventually get there.
The fortune taped to my laptop says 'Chance favors the prepared mind.' Does anyone else have a fortune taped to their computer? Or keep one in their purse or wallet?
Thanks for reminding me of that tune. Played it with a band a couple years ago.
Sorry, but I don't keep a fortune cookie handy.
Completely off-topic. Is Crack's blog for real, or is it a Fed plant?
My memory of the black nationalist radicals of the 60s is that they were all Fed informers on the FBI payroll. The more radical, the more likely they were to be stool pigeons.
The internet is a strange world. I'm looking at a lot of sites nowadays and wondering what purpose they really serve.
@ST: That theory sounds a bit conspiracist. However, there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet.
chick: "@ST: That theory sounds a bit conspiracist. However, there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet."
For a while now Crack's been reminding me of the wife that accuses her husband of infidelity so often that he finally goes ahead and does it.
Allen: KLEM FM is wholly derivative of WLEM AM. Deborah started out as KLEM AM but switched to more geographically correct call letters WLEM AM to reach the morning east coast audience. At least that's what I heard.
I thought of going as KLEM PM because of the evening shift aspect. I didn't switch to WLEM FM when deborah changed because, well, I do post from the west.
I was going to suggest to deborah that she consider changing her call letters to WBLM AM... sort of an abbreviation of Web Log LeM AM.
Since I'm east of St Paul/Minneapolis, the local AM station that I listen to, doesn't come on until 7:45 in the morning during the winter because of some archaic AM radio rules.
there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet.
There is - it's called "Find the dummy dumb enough to say stupid shit"
ricila: "Every time I find myself in one of the perfect technicolor scenes featured in this video I look down and there's always a gum wrapper at my feet."
"Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life". Oscar Wilde
In line with conflating a quote from Pasteur with a "fortune", Althouse has a post today containing a link to this explanation of the "art" of @Horse_ebooks:
The much-loved Twitter account @Horse_ebooks, which spouted seemingly random bits of seemingly accidental wisdom ("Everything happens so much," "Unfortunately, as you probably already know, people") is fake — or "art"— just like everything else on the Internet. The hoax feed — or "art project" — was revealed today, along with the YouTube channel Pronunciation Book, to be the work of Jacob Bakkila, a BuzzFeed sales guy (but of course), and Thomas Bender as part of an installation called "Bear Stearns Bravo," a "choose-your-own-adventure interactive-video piece" about the financial crisis at a Lower East Side gallery.
In the Louie, Louis, oh Louis category there's this one too:
"I am on the edge of mysteries and the veil is getting thinner and thinner. Louis Pasteur
(Also translated with "verge" in place of the word edge. Verge from, Middle English, rod, measuring rod, margin, from Anglo-French, rod, area of jurisdiction, from Latin virga twig, rod, line.)
THERE are more than sixty Pasteur Institutes : but I am thinking of the Paris Institute. At the end of one of its long corridors, down a few steps, is the little chapel where Pasteur lies. Of all the happy memories of sight-seeing, none is clearer to me than the first sight of Pasteur's grave. For I had spent the morning in the rooms and annexes of the Institute, among the latest facts and theories of pathology, hiding my want of understanding under my want of conversational French : then had come two hours' interval, enough for a look into the Louvre and a mouthful of food : then back to the Institute, to hear a lecture and to see the chapel. From the work of the place, done in the spirit of the Master, and to his honour, you go straight to him. Where he worked, there he rests.
Walls, pavement, and low-vaulted roof, this little chapel, every inch of it, is beautiful : to see its equal you must visit Rome or Ravenna,. On its walls of rare marbles are the names of his great discoveries,—Dyssymetrie Moleculaire, Fermentations, Generations dites Spontanees, Etudes sur le Vin, Maladies des Vera a Soie, Etudes sur la Biere, Maladies Virulentes, Virus Vaccins, Prophylaxie de in Rage. In the mosaics, of gold and of all colours, you read them again; in the wreathed pattern of hops, vines, and mulberry leaves, and in the figures of cattle, sheep, dogs, and poultry. In the vault over his grave are four great white angels, Faith, Hope, Charity, and Science...
Yet, to me, who remember him, saw him, heard him talk, shook hands with him, all the adornments round his grave were not sufficient, and the half was not told me. For he was, it seems to me, the most perfect man who has ever entered the kingdom of Science. His devotion to home, his gentleness, humility, faith, patriotism, honour, shine like stars. And if I take, so far as I can, which is not far, his scientific life alone, apart from his spiritual life, I recognise in it also the same clear evidence of inspiration. For he is drawn or led forward, as it were according to a carefully devised scheme, from each discovery to the next.
" And if I take, so far as I can, which is not far, his scientific life alone, apart from his spiritual life, I recognise in it also the same clear evidence of inspiration. For he is drawn or led forward, as it were according to a carefully devised scheme, from each discovery to the next."
You're welcome, deborah. It's amazing where a little good fortune can take one! But then adversity can also yield some strange and/or good results.
As a result of this post and exchange, I enjoyed finding the mosaics, with this one in particular standing out among the others depicting the groups of animals (sheep, rabbits, dogs and chickens) used by Pasteur for experimentation.
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Thanks for reminding me of that tune. Played it with a band a couple years ago.
Sorry, but I don't keep a fortune cookie handy.
Completely off-topic. Is Crack's blog for real, or is it a Fed plant?
My memory of the black nationalist radicals of the 60s is that they were all Fed informers on the FBI payroll. The more radical, the more likely they were to be stool pigeons.
The internet is a strange world. I'm looking at a lot of sites nowadays and wondering what purpose they really serve.
I never quite got where Van Morrison was coming from with the gypsy thing.
The closest I ever came was thinking it had something to do with "The Whistling Gypsy."
Not good enough, I'm sorry to say.
Chance favors the prepared mind
That's actually a Pasteurized thought.
Anybody watching the Olympics?
Other than EBL
@ST: That theory sounds a bit conspiracist. However, there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet.
Every time I find myself in one of the perfect technicolor scenes featured in this video I look down and there's always a gum wrapper at my feet.
WLEM AM would be east of the Mississippi, KLEM AM would be west of the Mississippi.
The only exception around here is WCCO, which is west of the Mississippi.
Little known fact.
Allen, they should expect an audit any day now.
chick:
"@ST: That theory sounds a bit conspiracist. However, there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet."
For a while now Crack's been reminding me of the wife that accuses her husband of infidelity so often that he finally goes ahead and does it.
They pasteurize mustard?
What happens to scientists when they retire?
They're put out to pasteur.
Allen: KLEM FM is wholly derivative of WLEM AM. Deborah started out as KLEM AM but switched to more geographically correct call letters WLEM AM to reach the morning east coast audience. At least that's what I heard.
I thought of going as KLEM PM because of the evening shift aspect. I didn't switch to WLEM FM when deborah changed because, well, I do post from the west.
I was going to suggest to deborah that she consider changing her call letters to WBLM AM... sort of an abbreviation of Web Log LeM AM.
Since I'm east of St Paul/Minneapolis, the local AM station that I listen to, doesn't come on until 7:45 in the morning during the winter because of some archaic AM radio rules.
there must be a name for the rhetorical tactic of goading your opponent into saying things they wouldn't ordinarily say or write and then waving it like a bloody sheet.
There is - it's called "Find the dummy dumb enough to say stupid shit"
Great game.
And this is a great place to play!
The dummy's name is Crack, and yes you're always ready to play, chump.
I'm beginning to realize that you lie about everything, Crack.
Everything.
You can't help yourself.
ricila:
"Every time I find myself in one of the perfect technicolor scenes featured in this video I look down and there's always a gum wrapper at my feet."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJIuP7zEVeM
No Lem, I don't even know the timing. I guess I should turn the tv on.
The most prominent note on my computer says: "Google".
Which reminds me to check with the Source and expands horizons, yielding the good fortune of finding gems like this:
"When I approach a child, he inspires in me two sentiments; tenderness for what he is, and respect for what he may become."
Van Morrison has lost some of his vision as he has lost some of his voice. But his early recordings remain classics.
Tunes such as "Into the Mystic" and "Rave on John Donne" remain frequently played on my ipod.
Strangely enough my favorite album is "No Guru, No Method, No Teacher" which is smack dab in his prolific catalog. I just like it a lot.
I also love "Poetic Champions Compose" and "The Healing Game."
Just a couple to put in the mix.
Those that can, do. Those that cannot, spew.
"Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life". Oscar Wilde
In line with conflating a quote from Pasteur with a "fortune", Althouse has a post today containing a link to this explanation of the "art" of @Horse_ebooks:
The much-loved Twitter account @Horse_ebooks, which spouted seemingly random bits of seemingly accidental wisdom ("Everything happens so much," "Unfortunately, as you probably already know, people") is fake — or "art"— just like everything else on the Internet. The hoax feed — or "art project" — was revealed today, along with the YouTube channel Pronunciation Book, to be the work of Jacob Bakkila, a BuzzFeed sales guy (but of course), and Thomas Bender as part of an installation called "Bear Stearns Bravo," a "choose-your-own-adventure interactive-video piece" about the financial crisis at a Lower East Side gallery.
In the Louie, Louis, oh Louis category there's this one too:
"I am on the edge of mysteries and the veil is getting thinner and thinner. Louis Pasteur
(Also translated with "verge" in place of the word edge. Verge from, Middle English, rod, measuring rod, margin, from Anglo-French, rod, area of jurisdiction, from Latin virga twig, rod, line.)
And then there's the beauty and meaning of the mosaics in Pasteur's crypt.
THERE are more than sixty Pasteur Institutes : but I am thinking of the Paris Institute. At the end of one of its long corridors, down a few steps, is the little chapel where
Pasteur lies. Of all the happy memories of sight-seeing, none is clearer to me than the first sight of Pasteur's grave. For I had spent the morning in the rooms and annexes of the Institute, among the latest facts and theories of pathology, hiding my want of understanding under my want of conversational French : then had come two hours' interval, enough for a look into the Louvre and a mouthful of food : then back to the Institute, to hear a lecture and to see the chapel. From the work of the place, done in the spirit of the Master, and to his honour, you go straight to him. Where he worked, there he rests.
Walls, pavement, and low-vaulted roof, this little chapel, every inch of it, is beautiful : to see its equal you must visit Rome or Ravenna,. On its walls of rare marbles are the names of his great discoveries,—Dyssymetrie Moleculaire, Fermentations, Generations dites Spontanees, Etudes sur le Vin, Maladies des Vera a Soie, Etudes sur la Biere, Maladies Virulentes, Virus Vaccins, Prophylaxie de in Rage. In the mosaics, of gold and of all colours, you read them again; in the wreathed pattern of hops, vines, and mulberry leaves, and in the figures of cattle, sheep, dogs, and poultry. In the vault over his grave are four great white angels, Faith, Hope, Charity, and Science...
Yet, to me, who remember him, saw him, heard him talk, shook hands with him, all the adornments round his grave were not sufficient, and the half was not told me. For he was, it seems to me, the most perfect man who has ever entered the kingdom of Science. His devotion to home, his gentleness, humility, faith, patriotism, honour, shine like stars. And if I take, so far as I can, which is not far, his scientific life alone, apart from his spiritual life, I recognise in it also the same clear evidence of inspiration. For he is drawn or led forward, as it were according to a carefully devised scheme, from each discovery to the next.
from The Spectator Archive Oct 1, 1910
For a while now Crack's been reminding me of the wife that accuses her husband of infidelity so often that he finally goes ahead and does it.
That is actually, quite astute.
Justified by your own delusions.
" And if I take, so far as I can, which is not far, his scientific life alone, apart from his spiritual life, I recognise in it also the same clear evidence of inspiration. For he is drawn or led forward, as it were according to a carefully devised scheme, from each discovery to the next."
Thanks, MamaM, that's intriguing.
DBQ, you sweet talker.
You're welcome, deborah. It's amazing where a little good fortune can take one! But then adversity can also yield some strange and/or good results.
As a result of this post and exchange, I enjoyed finding the mosaics, with this one in particular standing out among the others depicting the groups of animals (sheep, rabbits, dogs and chickens) used by Pasteur for experimentation.
Artist: Auguste Guilbert Martin.
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