I still think it could all be divided up into 10 increments, rather than the current mish mash of numbers. 10 hours in a day, 10 days a month, 10 months a year, etc.
HFebruary 29, 2020, 1:35 PM
Mrs. (a.k.a. The Possum Queen when she’s not listening) and I committed matrimony on this day 28 years ago.
People who don’t know her very well think that was pretty smart of me, so I’d only have to buy her an anniversary gift every four years. Fat chance of that! She’s been worth it, though, and then some.
KMMFebruary 29, 2020, 2:04 PM
So Happy Anniversary to you Mr H.
And what does she call you when you’re not listening?
HMarch 1, 2020, 4:18 AM
She calls me whatever she wants, whether I’m listening or not!
JackMarch 1, 2020, 7:31 AM
Leap year – schleep year. It’s a novelty. All I desire is to see the US make up its mind between “regular time” and Daylight Saving Time. I want the one where the sun hangs around in the evening so I can enjoy the end of the day with a little extra light…I hate seeing it become dark early but I’ll settle for consistency. Pick one dammit and retire the other.
gwbnycMarch 1, 2020, 9:58 AM
Tyson… ?
CCMarch 1, 2020, 10:13 AM
Ahh, yes, Neil deGrasse Tyson; the affirmative action inheritor of Carl Sagan’s title; while lacking his intellect.
VanderleunMarch 1, 2020, 10:43 AM
You can take it as read that I am fully up to datea with the career of Tyson but in this case the facts he brings are interesting, even fascinating. I generally don’t run a purity test on items I’m using to make or illuminate a particular point. If I did that stuff would be scant indeed.
VanderleunMarch 1, 2020, 10:44 AM
Not surea if either Sagan or Tyson were giant intellects in any subject other than “Explaining things simply.”
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God’s last Put out the light was spoken.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
April is over. May moon.
How many more for my regard,
hundreds, a handful?
Better not trouble the dark water due north of north.
Better to concentrate on something close, something small.
This stick, for instance. This word.
–Charles Wright
ARTIST: CASEY KLAHN
Song of Myself
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
“From a student radical/hippie/leftist of the Free Speech Movement/Vietnam Day Commitee era and a full-on Democratic Liberal in the decades after, I think I’ve evolved a politics that is neither right nor left but is, in its elemental nature, draconian. In the last 20 years, I’ve taken apart my beliefs with a sledgehammer. Now I’ve got to put the surviving parts back together with tweezers and other ‘shabby equipment, always deteriorating’.”
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Gerard Van der Leun
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The Leap Year as Explained by Neil deGrasse Tyson: “I was sitting here minding my own business but you had to ask; you had to ask about the calendar.”
The shattered water made a misty din.
Gerard Van der Leun
April is over. May moon.
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I still think it could all be divided up into 10 increments, rather than the current mish mash of numbers. 10 hours in a day, 10 days a month, 10 months a year, etc.
Mrs. (a.k.a. The Possum Queen when she’s not listening) and I committed matrimony on this day 28 years ago.
People who don’t know her very well think that was pretty smart of me, so I’d only have to buy her an anniversary gift every four years. Fat chance of that! She’s been worth it, though, and then some.
So Happy Anniversary to you Mr H.
And what does she call you when you’re not listening?
She calls me whatever she wants, whether I’m listening or not!
Leap year – schleep year. It’s a novelty. All I desire is to see the US make up its mind between “regular time” and Daylight Saving Time. I want the one where the sun hangs around in the evening so I can enjoy the end of the day with a little extra light…I hate seeing it become dark early but I’ll settle for consistency. Pick one dammit and retire the other.
Tyson… ?
Ahh, yes, Neil deGrasse Tyson; the affirmative action inheritor of Carl Sagan’s title; while lacking his intellect.
You can take it as read that I am fully up to datea with the career of Tyson but in this case the facts he brings are interesting, even fascinating. I generally don’t run a purity test on items I’m using to make or illuminate a particular point. If I did that stuff would be scant indeed.
Not surea if either Sagan or Tyson were giant intellects in any subject other than “Explaining things simply.”