- You remember Jon Taylor from last week. The Beloved and I took the opportunity to meet up to discuss building and development with Jon, and ended up extolling the virtues of "Head Acres" to various pub denizens and preservationistas from the Waterfront Historical Area League (WHALE), whose meeting we "joined" in progress. Everyone was impressed by Jon's easy manner and strong belief in his project. After all the "hey nice hat" comments.
- The Massachusetts Constitution, Article 48. The system, the process. Sometimes The Beach treats itself to sanity. I spent a few hours at a gallery celebration with friends, and (besides all the squealing and cries of "I'm as giddy as a schoolgirl!") one thing was very clear: The human rights we all share, whether contested (or just disliked) by some, are worth fighting for.
- Except for creepy jerks who are so trapped in an ancient and unproductive paradigm that they can't admit to a mistake and make good. Or make nice.
- The Big Blue Boat is off the rails at BoothBay Harbor Shipyard, as of last Saturday. They say they're going to retrace the original Mutiny voyage, from England to Tahiti. A voyage which I took about six times a day for like three years as educator/interpreter aboard. Except for the red trim and yellow headrails, it looks like the Big Green Boat now. Green would be historically accurate, but I couldn't get a good look.
- Pink Floyd: Piper at the Gates of Dawn reissued as a 3 disc mono/stereo/B-sides/Rarities package. August.
- Mr. Wizard. He was enjoying his second wind when I first encountered him around '71-72, but baking-soda-and-vinegar volcanoes and pencils broken under air pressure and a sheet of newspaper gave me my sense of the importance of curiosity, that knowledge is worth preparation, and that sometimes the questions are more important than the answers. And our wonderful world will always keep me asking dumb questions. Because there are no dumb questions, just adults who are too busy to answer them.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Tendered by PJ at 11:11 PM