Saturday, January 30, 2010

A Snowy Saturday Afternoon in Washington, D.C.

I took this picture and two more (see below) from my apartment kitchen window at 10AM this morning as the accumulating snow was just starting. This is looking toward the northwest up toward Meridian Hill Park. The land rises quite steeply -- that's (all together now): THE EAST COAST FALL LINE AS IT PASSES THROUGH D.C.!


So we are getting a decent snowfall across the region today ... that would be the "Washington - Baltimore - Northern Virginia Combined Statistical Area" ... with very cold temps., only around 18F, so it is a fluffy, powdery snow. Up to 7 inches is forecasted for D.C. proper. We have had about 4 inches so far.

Sterling (LWX) -- that would be the Baltimore / Washington National Weather Service Forecast Office -- finally upgraded D.C. to a winter storm warning from a winter weather advisory around 10AM although that should have been obvious by 7AM even before the snow started.

I would put the image of the LWX CFA (county warning area) map with the warnings and advisories but I cannot figure how to do screen captures on this computer and dump them into JPEG images. Everything else with this computer is much better to my old one except for that feature. I used to get a lot of images that way.

This is about as good as I can get of an image showing the current weather advisories for the LWX CFA. The magenta is winter storm warnings and the blue-purple is winter weather advisories.

Well,lookie thar ...

... in the time I was writing and posting this, Sterling just moved the warnings farther north to include Bal'mer, Merlin, hon. That's Baltimore, Maryland to those who don't know the Maryland accent.

Here is a bit of Marylandese... I did NOT come up with this but I am mixing two different sentences.

"She raid her boskle in da snao wif her ayes glazed in Ann Runnel Kenny, hon."


"She rode her bicycle in the snow with her eyes closed in Anne Arundel County, hon(ey)."

Another view from my apartment looking southwest at the intersection of 16th and U Streets and New Hampshire Avenue, NW, here in Washington, D.C., as the snow was starting. That building in the image is the Balfour located on the NW side of the intersection of 16th and U. It's a lot nicer than the Hampton Court where I live.


Anyway, this storm has been forecasted for days and throughout there had been an extremely tight north-south precip. gradient as the storm moved out of the lower / mid Mississippi and Tennessee River valleys into the southern and central Appalachians and toward the Southeast coast with no real northward component up the coast owing to an Arctic high to the north of the system and lack of a large East Coast trough pattern.

At one point yesterday ALL of Tennessee and nearly all of Virginia and a large swath of North Carolina were in winter storm warnings (the criteria amounts are lower farther south).

The GFS and NAM forecasted lots of snow here for today 4 days ago ... then 3 days ago there they forecasted nothing ... then 2 days ago it was just a little bit ... and then yesterday they crept the totals back up to 0.3 to 0.5 inches liquid equivalent but with a sharp gradient. At 15 to 1 ratio of snow to liquid at these temps and thicknesses that is up to 7.5 inches of snow.

Here is the northeastern U.S. quadrant radar mosaic of a series of individual radar images (composite mode), 1858UTC (1:58PM EST), 30 Jan. 2010.

The storm moved a farther north than anticipated so all of Maryland is getting snow today and southern New Jersey. The Maryland suburbs are still in an advisory and we are in a warning from D.C. southward.


Naturally, I haven't gotten out of this is 5th floor apartment cave in which I live. I got up at 9AM and fell back asleep until nearly 1PM. Again.

Here is a picture of my dusty little apartment. Usually, the bed is made.


My evening plans seem to be nixed. I am going to shower / shave (well, actually, I shave while taking a shower, always have, and that must be quite a pretty sight) and get dressed and head out. I may meet LP instead. Gary and I are meeting later. He had his LASIK surgery and it seems to have gone almost entirely well but for a minor and hopefully temporary "tear" one eye.

A third view from my apt window. That's the Brittany directly across New Hampshire Avenue. It is a lot nicer than my building.

Concerning the above image, the top corner apartment (visible in the image) fascinates me. I sometimes see lights on in it at late hours -- but the shades are always down. Whoever lives there has this really cool place with a rounded / curved "V" shape to their place that looks directly down New Hampshire Avenue toward 1/2 mile distant Dupont Circle.

In the wee hours when the Moon is nearly full this time of the year, the lunar disk creates a lovely silhouette before sinking behind it.


OK, I now have plans to meet LP at the National Gallery of Art and then meet Gary, so I need to get ready and get the hell out of this apartment, hon.


Friday, January 29, 2010

Late Night Legal Tender

Late night in the City of Dreams: 12:39AM, Jan. 25, 2010, 16th and R Streets, NW, Washington, D.C.


I will try to post a new and updated entry later today or tomorrow (Saturday). I can't do it right now. My apologies.

Oh, yes, that hoped for and anticipated snow event likely is going to miss the D.C. area -- just south of here. How well I remember when I was a little boy in New Jersey and snow just happened -- we didn't need fucking 36 model permutations in the four days before a would-be snowfall that turned out anyway to be a non-event anyway. It's quite tiresome.


Before signing off, let's check in with the Great, Big, Giant Legal Head (GBGLH) to see what he says about the Supreme Court's 5-4 ruling in Citizens United V. FCC ...

"Say, GBGLH, what did you think of the ruling?"

"Money equals free speech. And since the more money an entity has, by definition, the more competent they are. Thus, the more money, the freer the speech."

"Wait, GBGLH, are there any policy outcomes that require us to alter Constitutional rights, especially since corporations are not human beings? Instead they are often supported by the state for their very existence, a support that theoretically gives them infinite and eternal power, except as proscribed by that very same state."

"Corporations are equal in to human beings at all times. In a nonsensical Universe, only contractual relationships matter."

"That doesn't make much sense --"

"It's a strict constructionist view point that only Justices Scalia and Thomas properly understand. If you don't like it, amend the Constitution to say this explicitly, or go get your own army and your own damn country."

"Oh, OK, GBGLH. I'm going to bed now. Thank you, as always, for your invaluable insights."


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Washington, D.C., Solar, Financial, and Life Eclipses (and maybe a little snow)

This is a total solar eclipse in Antarctica on Nov. 23, 2003. This has to be one of the most surreal images I've ever seen. It was featured in an Astronomy Picture of the Day some years ago.


I've been trying find the answer to the question of when was the PREVIOUS total solar eclipse actually here in Washington, D.C., i.e. where totality crosses at least some part of the District of Columbia, and it turns out it was on June 28, 1451 -- i.e. in the pre-Columbian era and centuries before the city existed. Only some native American settlements and whatnot where here.

This date is a Julian calendar one -- i.e. before our Gregorian calendar was first developed in 1581 (it was adopted in France in 1582 but not in Great Britain and its colonies until 1752), so saying "June 28th, 1451" is a little tricky since that wouldn't exactly be the date (off by 7 to 8 days or so) from the date we would use today.

The NEXT one is listed as April 14, 2200, or nearly 749 years later, except the line of totality JUST MISSES the geographic region of D.C. (to the northwest) by about 5 miles.

Here is a 2005 article on listing the duration between eclipses for 25 world cities.

I don't believe these maps take into account continental drift, and 450 years ago the line would have to be shifted to the west by roughly 40 feet and 200 years hence would have to be shifted to the southeast by about 20 feet -- since North America is moving to the WNW by about an inch or so a year.

OK, so it's not that much but if you were right on the line of totality, it would be important.

The total solar eclipse of Aug. 11, 1999


In the far future -- hundreds of millions of years hence, long after human civilization is gone -- the Moon will have receded far enough from Earth (due to angular momentum exchange that also causes a tidal drag that gradually slows the planet's rotation on its axis) that there will only be annular (no more total) solar eclipses.


Speaking of the Julian - Gregorian calendar, Wikipedia has a good article about it here. It also lists (just above) when different countries adopted it.

To me the oddest fact of all is that because Russia did not adopt it until the Soviet era, actually in 1918 when Jan. 31, 1918 was followed by Feb. 14, 1918, while parts of Poland had adopted the new calendar almost immediately in 1582, this means that for 336 years, if anyone had crossed the border, they were crossing backward or forward anywhere from 10 to eventually 13 days in time. Confusing.

And when Alaska became part of the U.S. in 1867, there Oct. 6, 1867 was followed by Oct. 18, 1867 -- 11 days instead of 12 because the International Dateline was also shifted to the west.


Continuing with the sublime astronomy theme of this entry ...

This is a 6 minute YouTube clip "The Known Universe" of an animated movie produced by the American Museum of Natural History (AMNH) showing a trip from the Himalayas to the edge of the Observable Universe and back again, set to haunting music. It was featured in the Jan. 20, 2010 Astronomy Picture of the Day link here.

As a minor but important point, the 13.7 billion light years representing the age of the Universe is not the same as the distance to the edge of our "Hubble Volume" because of cosmic inflation.


Closer to home ...

The GFS model's recent runs have been suggesting a snow event for our region including D.C. proper for Friday.

Here18UTC 25 JAN 2010 GFS model run, 114 hour forecast, valid 18UTC, 30 Jan. 2010, previous 36-hour precipitation total (all snow). Yes, this is subject to 20 or so more runs between now and then.


OK, that's all for now, except I want to say that I found out that the awful woman for whom I have been doing so much contracting work in such a diligent manner has not been approving my invoices in anything near a timely manner, and it is only because the wonderful office manager has been taking the initiative to process them. This is no way to live. If that continues, I am going to let the head of the company know about this.

Dusk just before a rain squall as seen from the 5th floor of my apartment near the corner of 16th St., U St., and New Hampshire Ave., NW, Washington, D.C., 5:30PM, Jan. 25, 2010


As it is, I really want this contracting job to end in the next few months. It is a lousy way to live. And always being so broke. It grinds the spirit down to deadness. Of course, I need actual employment, unless I just throw in the D.C. towel and head down to Florida to live in 40-year old failure loser-dom.

That's all for now. My next update won't be until Thursday or so.


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Dream States

I'm reposting this picture I took on Aug. 1, 2009 of a lady (I think the person is female) fishing off a pier in the Florida Keys near Mile Marker 62.

My dad and I were driving back from Key West to Deerfield Beach and we were actually in one of those chronic traffic snarls that occurs on Rt. 1 in the Keys. I love this image. Had we been moving quickly, I would not have been able to take it with my crummy cellphone camera.

And you forget in the summertime how vibrant the world really is compared to the gray and gloom of midwinter.


I'm sorry for the delay in updating this blog. I haven't had the necessary time to devote to it the past several days. Last week I was busy finishing up a project for that crappy consulting job I have -- an $800 project for which I really did more like $2,000 worth of work over the past three months. As for the upcoming two weeks, I have another $440 climate change news compendium and possibly a $250 assignment on fuel cells. Thus, these four assignments total $1930 -- enough to carry me well into March.

Another Key West picture from last summer on July 30, 2009, this one of something pretentiously called "The Artist" house at 534 Eaton Street where there was "no vacancy" even in the "off" season -- well la-di-da.


Despite that, I'm presently (as usual) nearly out of money. I've scraped by through a complicated series of moves including an unexpected $100 loan and helping to people -- LP and ChrisT -- do some cleaning work in their respective places.

If there is any delay in getting paid on at least the biweekly $440 project for the issue I turned in 8 days ago, I am going to have to raise a bit of a fuss, esp. as I asked my supervisor about six times to please approve the invoices. There is no way I can get through another three weeks with no money. (Payments are timed with the biweekly visit of the firm's contractor accountant. She is supposed to show up tomorrow.)

The Key West Custom House that now houses the Key West Art and Historical Society. This is yet another picture I took last summer on July 30, 2009 on my visit there.


I am also going to call the Census Bureau tomorrow to see what is the status of my application for a temporary 2010 Census taker job. I scored well on the test a month ago and I keep hearing how there is "massive hiring" going on for the $20/hour positions, and how Census workers are actually scouring neighborhoods looking for people.

My guess is I won't get it because, well, I'm me and under a life-long (or at least decade long) curse. There is probably some red flag next to my name.


Today is a gloomy-gray, showery day with heavy rain in the forecast for tonight here in and around the Washington, D.C., area with up to 2 inches of precipitation. Temps. are around 43F, so it's well above freezing.

Here is an article about a joint NOAA-USGS effort to model what it calls a "Frankenstorm" scenario for California involving a series of power Pacific storms that would flood and devastate the usually dry-to-arid state. California has been in a very wet pattern with storm after storm hitting the state, which tends to happen in moderate to strong El Niño" (warm ENSO) years such as this one.


One quick bit of politics: I'm happy that Obama SEEMS to be drawing the correct lessons from the Massachusetts election of Senator Nude Centerfold.

His new banking proposals he just unveiled are a good start, even if a year late and billions of dollars in bonuses "short".

That the stock market plunged on this news is merely a testimony to our perverted and distorted our economy, our bubble-based financial system, and our overall moral and ethical values are as a country, or at least among the People who Run the World.

Ha ha


I just hope he doesn't listen to the bullshit Cokie Roberts - Washington Post Editorial Board - Richard Cohen - David Broder - Meet the Press Whore - Ben Nelson / Evan Bayh / Joe Lieberdem D.C. circle jerk crowd where the answer is ALWAYS to be "more Republican ... more corporate-friendly ... ignore your liberal base." That view has it bass-ackwards, always has and always will.


Changing subjects ...

... I have been having a spate of dreams involving different and (for me) unlikely U.S. States, including trying to draw them and being in them.

The night before last, I dreamed I was trying to draw in the counties of Oregon on a giant map of the state on the floor of wherever I was. I was particularly interested in the Malheur County, the southeastern most one in the rugged, semi-arid part of the state, not on the wet Pacific Coast.

Rita, why do you think that is?

I also dreamed that I was looking at a road atlas map of Oklahoma (Oklahomo?) and trying to connect its large towns to the interstate I-35 that runs through it, except it was I-95 in the dream.

In the dream, I was trying to figure out which community colleges I could stop in along the way to sit in on calculus classes (!). I started calling ahead, but the instructors didn't want me to do that because it would be disruptive. Of note, I've never even been to Oklahoma.

Then this guy Robert I knew years ago who now works at the GAO (where I had a failed internship in the summer 2006) was in the dream but I can't recall why.

Then this morning I dreamed I was in this medium-sized city set in a vibrant green location, but it was next to a coal-fired power plant. There were fields of blue bonnet flowers near the town. I thought I was in Alabama and I asked this woman in a pick up truck where I was but she said it was Mississippi and got mad and walked away from me -- suddenly disappearing down a forested lane.

It looked a little like this picture that I recently posted, except the trees were more closed in and there was a bend in the path.Then I was with my friend Gerry and his mom. We were seated a wooden table and I was in some political conversation.


Speaking of Gerry and LP, the three of us were at Window's last night, where it was another festive karaoke night as it was the previous night. I never made it to Cobalt this weekend. After we left Window's (on 17th Street), we actually took a cab to nearby Adams Morgan to get some pizza. Hetero-straight Adams Morgan at the 3AM Saturday or Sunday hour can be chaotic and even scary with some fight and/or police incident invariable underway.

Anyway, this was the picture at 3:17AM this morning in one of the pizza places we went to. I recall which one.


I think that's all for now. My next planned update will be around Tuesday or Wednesday. I think now I may stop by the end of the St. Matthew's Cathedral 5:30PM Sunday mass and then get something to eat and maybe go to Window's or Cobalt for a bit.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

Interim late night update

I really need to update this blog but I have to finish some important rewrites / edits by tomorrow morning for an $800 project that is finally wrapping up.

Dawn breaks along the Jersey shore. I didn't take this picture but, as you may know, I'm from the Jersey shore* and the imagery moves me.

*By Jersey shore I refer to the geographic area, and not the MTV program filmed in Seaside Heights. Of note, I have started to watch that show despite myself.

I also have finished a $440 climate change monitor last week and I have another one to do next week. Those three assignments plus another $250 one should give me nearly $2,000 by about Feb. 10th. I realize that's chump change to some people, but a daily up blip on the frickin' Dow Jones in the late stage life of a lost and falling empire.

In the meantime, I am nearly broke -- except a friend of mine lent me $100 and I should be able to earn a bit of money helping Chris clean his place on Saturday.

I would write more now except I already updated my other blog at length. I will try to update this blog tomorrow night or Friday.

Oh, wait, I should note the following ...

This was the NWS grid point forecast with graphic icons for downtown Los Angeles from Monday, Jan. 19, 2010 through Jan. 25, 2010. You will rarely see that much rain in L.A.'s forecast, except in a moderate to strong "El Niño" (warm ENSO) year such as this one.

Here was the Pacific - Southwestern U.S. radar mosaic from 1:18PM PST, Jan. 19, 2010; this is a radar image you can go a few years without seeing.

There was actually a tornado -- or something like it -- on the 19th in Orange County, Calif., source here. Though I've never really visited Southern California, I've always had a fascination with its weather, esp. when it gets stormy.


Oh, yes, on p. 11 of the current (Jan. 20, 2010) edition of The Dupont Current is a letter to the editor I wrote.

Two points I'd like to make ...

Yes, I technically live in Shaw based on D.C.'s recognized neighborhoods. And, no, I'm not "pro-polluting" the Anacostia River with plastic bags. That's not my point.


Sunday, January 17, 2010

Notes from my failed world-line, AD 2010

A sleeping bull mastiff. My dad had a bull mastiff (named Borky) back in New Jersey in the 1970s when I was a little boy and we lived with my grandparents in Long Branch.


I really need to get out of this apartment. This place has sort of become a prison, in particular during the day when all I want to do is sleep. My sleep schedule is so far off kilter -- literally from 6AM to 3PM.

A tree-filled side street in College Park, Md., May 8, 2009.

Assuming I do not find any gainful employment in the next two to three months (and that's a good bet since only successful people find jobs and earn big money), then I WILL be giving up this apartment both for financial reasons but also (in a perverse positive way) for mental health reasons. I want to move back to a room in a house in suburban Maryland.

And if I do have to move down to Florida in the next six months, well, at least it will be sunny and warm and by the beach and I won't have this soul-crushing D.C. gayborhood and prison apartment with my prison pallor.

The Daytona Beach pier and beach, south view, on a winter's day, Jan. 10, 2009. I took this picture a little over a year ago while down there. It is (for better or worse) more lively down there outside the Dec. - Jan. - Feb. period.


Everything has gone wrong. Existence is nonsensical and yet I managed to get myself onto what some science fiction writers would term a "world line" that has thrown me into an alternate future that is a very negative one indeed ... a personal dystopia. Yeah, I know, "is what it is" and "you make your own reality" and "deal with it" and "enrich yourself" and, oh, shut up.

A scene from the annular solar eclipse on Jan. 15, 2010. This was in Qingdao, China.


I'm so thrilled that so many of my current and (ESPECIALLY) former friends are earning huge amounts of money in the capitalist - freedom playground that is the demi-paradise of frickin' America. In micro-economic terms, it some bullshit about "rents" and "top talent" and "added value."

A lady greets the start of the annual eclipse, Fuzhou, China, Jan. 15, 2010. I'm surprised you can even see the Sun and sky through all the frickin' carcinogenic air pollution there.


What urban sophisticates everyone is here in D.C. with just the right mixture of throw-away social liberalism, brilliant and insightful thinking on everything at all times, an updated Protestant work ethic that lets them work hard and play hard, an endless and fucking endlessly annoying know-it-all atheism ...

... and most importantly of all, a fucking Dow that goes up every trading day so that life is perfect as 401-k's and asset holdings appreciate steadily in value and we can all enjoy the fucking consumer economy and think that this is the essence of a nonsensical existence.

Gee, I love elite America's ways.


On that notes, let's turn briefly political ...

How very funny that if that right wing ex-model clown Scott Brown wins in the Massachusetts special election on Tuesday to fill the seat of the late Senator Ted Kennedy it will "doom" health care. How cosmically ironic and wonderful is that. Ha ha.

Here is a pic of that clown Scott Brown when he posed nude in Cosmo back in 1982. What a jackass -- and not very pretty, in my view.

To quote Peg Bundy, "Oh, Cosmo, you really know your man!"

But the worthless Dems and pro-corporatist Obama so sold out that even with their 60-vote super-majority they were going to force millions of working class Americans under penalty of law to buy the shit product of the criminal insurance cartel, and now their plan is coming unraveled because of this special election and the complete dysfunctionality of the U.S. Senate, GOP cult-like religio-insanity, and American society as a whole these days.

And progressives are supposed to get all fired up and motivated in a frenzy of political passion and open checkbooks. To hell with that and them. It takes a special kind of sold-out uselessness to destroy the biggest progressive surge thsi country has had in two generations in less than a year ... in really just six months.

Welcome to the Democratic Party.

"Oh, Democratic Party, you really know your base!"


Lest I end on a bad note, it is a rainy, gray, chilly January day ... the rain is washing away all the scuzzy grime and ground-up rock salt thrown on the ground as a result of the uncharacteristically snowy period we had last month here in D.C. but that is now over.

Please no one ask me about global warming and if it is real. I'm sick of that goddamn question and the agendas behind it.

The view from my 5th floor apt. here in D.C., 4:37PM, Jan. 17, 2010.

But what I especially enjoy and find so mournful and evocative and melancholy is on these kinds of days as dusk turns into night and then into the wee hours of the morning when suddenly a train whistle fills the air.

The train tracks are 2-1/2 to 3 miles east of here, way over by Union Station and Rhode Island Avenue Metro in a ghetto-y part of D.C. The sound can really travel.

My first time ever in D.C. involves a train sound. It was in Dec. 1977 when my dad and I came down from New Jersey. I had just turned 8 years old. It was during a bitterly cold outbreak and I remember hearing train sounds from the hotel room (the old Ramada on New York Avenue), although I think I was actually hearing the sound of the then-infant Metro as it was more of a rapid train sound. Thank you, Mr. Sirius.

That's about all for now. I will update this blog later in the week.


Friday, January 15, 2010

Caught Between Life's Disaster and the Deep Blue Sea ...

Random lovely picture of the ocean surf along a beach.


I had intended to post a longer entry but I have quite busy -- and distracted -- this week and so will do so over the weekend, probably on Saturday.

A picture of sunrise over the South China Sea as seen from a beach in Vietnam that I got off the internet.

I finished my regular biweekly assignment at work but I have to do another one tonight, albeit a short one. I should not be going to bed at 9AM and getting up at 3PM in a panic tonight / tomorrow -- welcome to my life. However, I do enjoy the wee hours working while watching Hallmark and TV Land sitcom reruns.

I am supposed to get juuuuuust enuf money this Friday to be able to pay my Jan. rent (on Jan. 15th) -- but leaving me nearly flat broke until Jan. 28th at the earliest. Next month should be a bit easier but longer term it's still a slow motion personal disaster for me.

Of note, this week featured a few hopeful glints on the job front but by Thursday -- and dead phone and email silence -- it all turned to pure shit, as usual.


These past few days I have been watching a lot of news about the Haiti earthquake catastrophe. I think Rachel Maddow is especially good to watch. Unlike during the South Asian tsunami catastrophe in late Dec. 2004, I cannot donate any money. Well, OK, it was only like $25 back then. Today I can't even do that.

A young lady looks over the wreckage of a market in the aftermath of the Haitian earthquake.

As for the U.S. response, it is beginning in earnest and that is good. The U.S. has the ability to undertake the huge scale and scope and rapid timetable that the response required needs -- though this is not to denigrate the on-the-ground efforts of other countries from France to Canada to China, nor the United Nations itself.

A Spanish rescuer holds 2-year-old Redjeson Hausteen Claude, as his father Reginald Claude, left, looks on in Port-au-Prince, Thursday, Jan. 14, 2010. The boy's mother, Daphnee Plaisin, was nearby, too, unharmed.

Here they are reunited, mother and child.

As for Pres. Obama himself, he gave another good speech, again, this one about the Haitians not being forsaken. In the meantime, the banking criminals and other monsters of our economic and financial "system" will get their trillion dollar bailout plunder, loot, and whatnot, and there you have it. Butt Rush the Pigboy and Pat "Pact with the Devil" Robertson will enjoy that.

I keep meaning to switch my paltry bank account to a smaller one like Arianna Huffington's campaign is urging.


That's all for now. I plan to update this blog over the weekend.


Wednesday, January 13, 2010

A Midweek Musical Interlude: Enya's "Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)"

Enya's Orinoco Flow (Sail Away) ...


Lyrics of Enya's Orinoco Flow ...

Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.
Da da, da da, da da, da da, da da

Sail away, sail away, sail away (4x)

From Bissau to Palau - in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu, feel the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea.

Da da, da da, da da, da da, da da

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, up, up adieu (3x)

Sail away, sail away, sail away (4x) ...

From the North to the South, Ebudae into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the Moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.

We can sail, we can sail, with the Orinoco flow,
We can sail, we can sail,
Sail away, sail away, sail away
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependency
We can sail, we can sail,
Sail away, sail away, sail away

We can sail, we can sail

Sail away, sail away, sail away (5x)


I plan to update this blog on Friday or Saturday.

MY PLUSH HIPPO (and Sunshine Buddies)!!


Here is a picture of me in Deerfield Beach, Fla., 12:37PM, August 2, 2009.



Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A Little Bit of This, A Little Bit of That

I would like to write a longer blog entry but I'm very tired. I will post a better update in a day or two. I had a really nice dinner earlier tonight at Gordon Biersch (pictured above) in Rockville with my friend Sandie. I lived in her house way back in the summer of 1992. She lives kind of close to my friend Kevin.

The "rock" in "Rockville" is the same "rock" in D.C.'s Rock Creek Park.

This picture was taken a few nights ago -- 1:43AM on Jan. 8, 2010, to be exact -- during a burst of heavy snowfall.


I actually started this entry about three hours ago but I ended up spending the intervening time helping my blogger friend Fifi -- yes, she got back in touch with me -- on some edits for an interesting essay she is putting together.

Anyway, I am not going to write a long entry right now. I'm kind of tired.


Here is the link to a HuffPo article on the start of the big FEDERAL trial seeking to overturn Prop 8. This is a case that will go to the Supreme Court relatively quickly (within a year). The case is called Perry v. Schwarzenegger since Ahnald -- who is a good guy overall -- is the governor of California.

Bush's Solicitor General Ted Olson, whose wife Barbara Olson was a 9/11 victim, and a lead Bush attorney in the 2000 Supreme Court Fascist Coup known as
Bush v. Gore, is actually on the "right" side in this fight.

Now if I know my country, this will end in a 5-4 ruling in favor of holding up Prop 8 and every other frickin' mob plebiscite vote in favor of such hateful laws. In the meantime, they'll be more bank bailouts for mega-billion dollar corporations.

Oh, and here is a link to another very good Michael Lind piece and this by Paul Krugman and this wonderful smack-down by Glenn Greenwald of our degenerate American media class of late-stage imperial court scribes and the crap they trade in.

That's all for now.


The view from my apartment as seen on a bright, cold winter day, 11:32AM, Jan. 7, 2010.


So I should have the $915 check for work I did last week in time to pay my Jan. rent by the 18th or so. Of course, I'm going to be flat broke for the next few weeks. Again. My boss did not approve one of the invoices, but the office manager pushed it through anyway. She has been a lifesaver to me.