Serendipitous and Apropos entry, I switched off the 1″ laptop speaker, grabbed the dual speaker Bluetooth player, and strolled outside. I can do this; I’m an aging, near retirement “Quiet Quitter,” hell, I’m working remotely for academia, one of the last white men (at work, I bump into walls on purpose), and the less I do, the better for y’all.
On the deck and I pressed play and maxed it out. I turned to the northwest and let the so tremendous, constant yet undulating breeze gust through my grayer than brown hair. The sunshine cloud duo performed in harmony and spectacular beauty with that wind. After last month I am so grateful for this September 1st trio.
Here in New England, I feel blessed by this rapid change in weather. An old-timer (way older than me) weather dude performing for the only off-air network in the state read to us that this has been the hottest August on record. At least from the perspective of 90+ degree days. Old Timey weather dude tells me that in 2022 we broke the 2002 record of 13 90+ days. I’ve endured 14 this past August.
Like a switch, the weather was dreadfully hot and humid most of the past week, and it’s as if God knew we bore enough and overnight hit the button. 55 degrees last night. 73 degrees and marvelous now. My dog can finally sleep in his clam bed, not on the soothing cold floor. Thanks for the song link. It made my day even better.
Let me grab a beer, and I need to finish up this remote work on the deck.
Walter SobchakSeptember 1, 2022, 1:39 PM
That is not the September Song. This is the September Song:
Sung by Sinatra (who else? really) on his album September Of My Years. Originally recorded in 1965. Music by the immortal Kurt Weill and lyrics by the great Maxwell Anderson for their 1938 Musical “Knickerbocker Holiday”.
PA CatSeptember 1, 2022, 2:08 PM
“We Regret to Inform You That It Is September”– sounds like a bad advertising slogan for what began 83 years ago on September 1, 1939– less than a year after Kurt Weill published “September Song.”
Hooray for September! Only 3 more weeks of unbearable heat
Wild, wild westSeptember 2, 2022, 5:22 AM
Speaking of fake skeletons, I’m in process of finishing the interior walls and ceiling of a shop building and gonna hang one up in the rafters with a cardboard sign with an appropriate sentiment hanging around its neck. Sooner or later somebody’s gonna go up thru the access panel and I’m only sorry I won’t be there to see it.
ghostsniperSeptember 2, 2022, 9:04 AM
I saw something recently where someone did that in a locked in corner base cabinet in a kitchen remodel. Someone in the future will find that skeleton.
In our Florida house there is a large half-high column between the living room and the dining room and it has a wooden cap and carved wooden finial. The column is hollow. Inside that hollow is a 6″ dia x 48″ long PVC pipe with glued caps on each end. Inside that pipe are all of the construction drawings, permit applications, inspection tickets, materials lists and receipts, property surveys and all other paperwork pertaining to the construction of that abode. Also, all of those items have been scanned and digitized onto 1 DVD disc including all of the AutoCAD CAD files and thousands of jpg pictures taken during construction. That stuff may be a pleasant surprise to anyone doing future remodeling. No one knows that stuff is in there except my wife and I.
CallmelennieSeptember 2, 2022, 7:54 AM
Interesting weather phenomenon in Phoenix. The first week of September has been hotter than the previous 7 weeks, which includes the last two weeks of July, which is normally so unbearably hot that even Satan gets the hell out of town. Wait a minute, I misspoke .. Satan gets out of town but the hell stays
So I guess Phoenix is proving global warming and global cooling all at the SAME TIME. Amazing the fun you can have with a scientific theory that is completely divorced from reality
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
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Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
Gerard Van der Leun
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Mmmmm. I can smell the pumpkin spice already.
No, wait. I hate that stuff.
Serendipitous and Apropos entry, I switched off the 1″ laptop speaker, grabbed the dual speaker Bluetooth player, and strolled outside. I can do this; I’m an aging, near retirement “Quiet Quitter,” hell, I’m working remotely for academia, one of the last white men (at work, I bump into walls on purpose), and the less I do, the better for y’all.
On the deck and I pressed play and maxed it out. I turned to the northwest and let the so tremendous, constant yet undulating breeze gust through my grayer than brown hair. The sunshine cloud duo performed in harmony and spectacular beauty with that wind. After last month I am so grateful for this September 1st trio.
Here in New England, I feel blessed by this rapid change in weather. An old-timer (way older than me) weather dude performing for the only off-air network in the state read to us that this has been the hottest August on record. At least from the perspective of 90+ degree days. Old Timey weather dude tells me that in 2022 we broke the 2002 record of 13 90+ days. I’ve endured 14 this past August.
Like a switch, the weather was dreadfully hot and humid most of the past week, and it’s as if God knew we bore enough and overnight hit the button. 55 degrees last night. 73 degrees and marvelous now. My dog can finally sleep in his clam bed, not on the soothing cold floor. Thanks for the song link. It made my day even better.
Let me grab a beer, and I need to finish up this remote work on the deck.
That is not the September Song. This is the September Song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2LX5EiQSyk
Sung by Sinatra (who else? really) on his album September Of My Years. Originally recorded in 1965. Music by the immortal Kurt Weill and lyrics by the great Maxwell Anderson for their 1938 Musical “Knickerbocker Holiday”.
“We Regret to Inform You That It Is September”– sounds like a bad advertising slogan for what began 83 years ago on September 1, 1939– less than a year after Kurt Weill published “September Song.”
And 11 years after “The Threepenny Opera”—featuring of course “Mack the Knife”.
“Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear,
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jack-knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight.”
I need to hear Bobby Darin again, but Louis Armstrong will do as well.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jcCwmtVAIM&ab_channel=BillscustomsoundsWilliamMerz
Hooray for September! Only 3 more weeks of unbearable heat
Speaking of fake skeletons, I’m in process of finishing the interior walls and ceiling of a shop building and gonna hang one up in the rafters with a cardboard sign with an appropriate sentiment hanging around its neck. Sooner or later somebody’s gonna go up thru the access panel and I’m only sorry I won’t be there to see it.
I saw something recently where someone did that in a locked in corner base cabinet in a kitchen remodel. Someone in the future will find that skeleton.
In our Florida house there is a large half-high column between the living room and the dining room and it has a wooden cap and carved wooden finial. The column is hollow. Inside that hollow is a 6″ dia x 48″ long PVC pipe with glued caps on each end. Inside that pipe are all of the construction drawings, permit applications, inspection tickets, materials lists and receipts, property surveys and all other paperwork pertaining to the construction of that abode. Also, all of those items have been scanned and digitized onto 1 DVD disc including all of the AutoCAD CAD files and thousands of jpg pictures taken during construction. That stuff may be a pleasant surprise to anyone doing future remodeling. No one knows that stuff is in there except my wife and I.
Interesting weather phenomenon in Phoenix. The first week of September has been hotter than the previous 7 weeks, which includes the last two weeks of July, which is normally so unbearably hot that even Satan gets the hell out of town. Wait a minute, I misspoke .. Satan gets out of town but the hell stays
So I guess Phoenix is proving global warming and global cooling all at the SAME TIME. Amazing the fun you can have with a scientific theory that is completely divorced from reality