Sunday, January 16, 2005

201 Stories by Anton Chekhov
posted at 10:53 PM

working closely again with the pomes of 2003... i decide i don't much like them and am happier to see what i did in 2004... and now... in 2005 already... i don't much like what sounds sappy in the earlier things... it doesn't sound at all like what i meant to write and thought i was writing at the time... o well it's all a learning... all
posted at 8:46 PM

happy to find a line a mine used in a real-world context... as we in the secondary ed industry say... at DagZine... glad to contribute whatever i can to the contemporary hoohah...
posted at 8:36 PM

Sammy and Juliana in Hollywood by Benjamin Alire Sáenz wins The Adbooks JHunt Award for Young Adult Literature... i need to read at least this... and... with luck... some of the other nominated titles
posted at 8:20 PM

Collaboration embarks on forest venture

As the first step, a partnership between the Vermont Land Trust and Vermont Family Forests will make it possible for 16 investors to own 115 acres in Monkton as members of the Little Hogback Forest Community Forest Limited Liability Corporation.

Because there are covenants on the land preventing subdivision, housing development and large-scale timber cutting, each share will cost less than $3,000.

The goal is not simply preservation, though the land will be professionally managed to maintain forest health. The owners will be able to harvest firewood there and ultimately may benefit from selective timber sales - either by selling or using the logs for lumber, in addition to having the right to hike, picnic, camp and ski (no hunting or ATVs).

posted at 8:15 PM

and by 7:15 in the morning
EST I was holding
this new human being

go read suzanne on this... & happy birthday, sean... from this corner too...
posted at 11:39 AM

but of course no male is an island... that's just ridiculous...
posted at 11:22 AM

The National List of Allowed and Prohibited Substances... re: organic stuff...
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Saturday, January 15, 2005

something about the job of printing that index busted something loose... i mean here's (there was) saturday morning with coffee and just back from the post office... what next... i turned to this earlier business and remembered how tough and impossible it was to choose pomes for a chappie... i just did it... said to self i'd only pick from the A section... tossed out some i'd picked earlier... added some new... and here's a little thing of 32 pomes... done... printed one... discovered i needed a long-reach stapler... and treated myself to one that will arrive in the coming week...

so here's the plan... an alphabetical strategy... first chap was A... second will be B and C maybe D for good measure... so i'll have all these little selection collections of fyp 2003... if not the best at least the ones that don't make me squirm too bad... thrown together quick... that's the plan... and offered to whoever you are... as time and tech allow... how's that sound?

something about paper in hand...
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Friday, January 14, 2005

missions accomplished... in-service serviced... ubd done... for now... envelopes procured and stuffed labelled and... mailed in the morning...
posted at 10:19 PM

Kentucky author Wendell Berry will offer the keynote address at National Farmers Union's 103rd anniversary convention Feb. 25-28 in Lexington, Ky. Berry--a farmer, defender of rural communities and traditional family farms, and author of more than 40 books of fiction, poetry and essays--will speak during the Feb. 27 banquet.
posted at 7:16 PM

Curriculum, Technology, & Education Reform (CTER)
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The Church of Ed Wood
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Thursday, January 13, 2005

just this moment finished the inaugural run of cat press... (my trusty brother hl-1440)... five copies of first line index .03 ... they are spoken for... but a second run is possible... just click the appropriate bits...

all this comes after a quick dash to kinkos taught me that their "cheap" is not my "cheap"... so... diy... the cat is no hogarth... but we do what we can...

then i went to fill the envelopes and found them too small... another delay... to be rectified tomorrow after our lovely faculty in-service...
posted at 9:08 PM

The Wonderful World of Trees
posted at 2:34 PM

With US soldiers dying in Iraq, he could have kept it low-key. Instead, he wants $40m worth of balls, parades, bad food and military display. It says a lot, writes Andrew Stephen.
posted at 12:24 PM

The Blog of Henry David Thoreau...
Thoreau's Journal: 13-Jan-1852
To please our friends and relatives we turn out our silver ore in cartloads, while we neglect to work our mines of gold known only to ourselves far up in the Sierras, where we pulled up a bush in our mountain walk, and saw the glittering treasure.

posted at 8:24 AM

Apple's Popular Products Pile Up in Landfills, Protesters Say
Apple Computer Corp. has become the darling of the technology sector for its wildly popular digital music player. But scorching iPod sales have also made it the target of an aggressive environmental coalition, which is trashing Apple as rotten to the core.

Environmentalists with the Computer TakeBack Campaign are planning a yearlong campaign to protest Apple's lackluster recycling efforts. Despite drizzle on Tuesday at the annual Macworld Conference & Expo, activists passed out leaflets and erected a giant banner proclaiming, 'from iPod to iWaste.'

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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

thunder lightning driving rain over snow after fog and temperatures in the 50s. a freezing. coming.
posted at 10:23 PM

Curiosities of Literature... curious... and worth a browse...
An incrementally-published online presentation of Isaac D'Israeli's book Curiosities of Literature, a compendium of book-lore originally published in six volumes between 1791 and 1834.
posted at 3:02 PM

if not a quirk. what? here's fog over snow now because it rained this morning. the whole world is steam. so why are some classes endless. silence.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Magazine... grade six blogs...
posted at 8:44 PM

teaching stuff... from the magnificent tnellen
posted at 8:11 PM

We shall try to sift out the wheat from the chaff, and shall make an effort to distinguish what is the truth from what is mere poetry in this matter.

this from a google alert. an unreachable article in JAMA. but it's enough. seems strange... but i'd forgotten that the term "poetry" was ever used in this sense... opposite "truth". of course, it's "mere poetry" that's the problem. let's resolve never to write it.
posted at 7:50 PM

Poets should consider how Whitman defined the character of an entire nation. He assumed the greatest role possible for a poet. The rest of us can participate in his project also. As American poets living through this period, I think each of us should feel personally challenged to help restore dignity and sanity to our national character. ... alrighty... i'm working on it...
posted at 3:54 PM

The disappointment aside, the drawings got me writing. While looking closely at the drawings, a phrase, a line would arise. In a rush, quatrains emerged virtually whole ­ I changed but a word or two. I hope the poems I've written match the unfinished yet complete quality of Rand's drawings.
posted at 10:14 AM

a slow start this morning. it began snowing late last night. and kept it up. so here we are five to ten and just about ready for homeroom. i will discuss shaw's arms and the man and intro woolf's jacob's room. i will do something with whitman to the sophomores. thirty-five minute classes today.
posted at 9:56 AM

worth a ponder from Bemsha Swing: More 'Hokum from the last Century'
posted at 9:52 AM

Literary Encyclopedia: Jacob's Room
posted at 9:29 AM


Monday, January 10, 2005

In Flanders Field - Legacy of Colonel John McCrae
posted at 10:29 PM

John McCrae: In Flanders Fields
posted at 10:28 PM

In Flanders Fields
by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

posted at 10:26 PM

Do you read in order to be challanged, or to be comforted?

good question... sometimes my challenging reads become comforts and my comforts turn to challenges... it's not one pile for comfort and another for challenge... both do both... i'm thinking... if either is worth the time...
posted at 2:22 PM

Geckos can climb vertical walls thanks to their sticky feet. Yet geckos never need to groom their feet. Despite these adhesive tendencies, the gecko's tacky toes repel grime automatically...
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