Thanksgiving Day Ramblings

I started the morning by reading the paper and ignoring the Black Friday ads and then working on matting some digital images that have been stacking up. This of coarse was done with my jazz playing on the computer and hot coffee. While I was pretending to be working (matting images is not work but don't tell Carol) Carol was busing getting the thanksgiving dinner ready 

Now that the turkey is on it is providing a wonderful perfume in the house that no cosmetic counter in all of the department stores in all of the world can match. Time is fast approaching when I must begin the complex task of creating the potato dish. One of the few tasks assigned to me by the Cook General in her all out assault on thinness.

 

The attack on thinness has come to a lull so we had a quiet fire going (only getting up to 40 degrees outside maybe) and decided to listen to Beethoven's 9th . Wonderful piece! For the first time I understood how he started developing the theme in the first movement (the movement is called Allegro ma non troppo but I prefer the think of an old girlfriend, Allegra Troppo). He continues to develop the theme throughout the rest of the movements coming to full maturity in the final movement with the Choral singing the "Old to Joy" to the full throated theme. Wonderful afternoon.

By the way, for those that are interested I have started posting my images in a portfolio on Tumblr

Go to http://hurthawk.tumblr.com/

Enjoy the Holiday all you good folk (Bad Ones can suck it)

Looking at Art

I came across this that I love and think it is worth posting

"Looking for a long time is not the usual way people see artworks. The usual interaction with an artwork is a glance or a glimpse or a cursory look. What I have in mind is a different kind of experience: not just glancing, but looking, staring, gazing, sitting or standing transfixed: forgetting, temporarily, the errands you have to run, or the meeting you're late for, and thinking, living, only inside the work. Falling in love with an artwork, finding that you somehow need it, wanting to return to it, wanting to keep it in your life."

Street Hustling

For those that think Obama has sold the farm I suggest the following for your pleasure.

Thought for the Day re: Baby Boomers

From Tom Ricks (http://ricks.foreignpolicy.com/)


"I think Baby Boomers as a class are pissed. They came to maturity during Woodstock, when they were going to show the world how to live and love. In maturity they would smoke a little weed, sit on the beach, and hold forth. Instead, they find themselves old, mocked by technology, threatened financially, having to work longer than expected -- and al Qaeda wants to blow them up. So I think we are in for some very cranky years of politics."

Idea for Terrorist Undewear

Thought I might try and market this idea over in the middle east.

For those that dont understand satire this is not a serious concept but one that is intended to make us laugh at how silly we are. So all you spooks and Father..oops..Homeland Security types take a break.

Americans Bravely Go To Polls Despite Threat Of Electing Congress

From the Onion


WASHINGTON—Despite the very real threat of electing the 112th Congress, millions of courageous Americans lined up at their polling places today and put their right to vote above the awful possibility of sending a politician to represent them in Washington. "I was afraid the moment I showed up to vote, and now that I've cast my ballot, I'm even more terrified," said Kentucky resident Mary Buchanan, who ran to her car and drove home immediately after exercising her constitutional right. "But I knew I had to face my fear and participate in our democracy, even if my actions could lead to electing another U.S. senator." The day was not without tragedy, however, as the choice between voting for incumbent Harry Reid and challenger Sharron Angle left 20 Americans dead and injured 13 at a Carson City, NV polling place.