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Bees and bombs

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Scientists have trained bees to sniff out explosives.

In the future, I’m sure, there will be specially trained police officers in their beehive cars.

“We have a situation here, possible explosives. We need the B Unit!”

Not noted in the article was one of the intrepid bees who underwent the training.

His name is Eric.

Singing:

A one… two…. A one.. two.. three..four…

[piano intro]

Half a bee, philosophically, must, ipso facto, half not be.

But half the bee
has got to be,
vis a vis
its entity – do you see?

But can a bee
be said to be
or not to be
an entire bee
when half the bee
is not a bee
due to some ancient injury?

Singing…

La dee dee, 1 2 3,
Eric the half a bee.
A B C D E F G,
Eric the half a bee.

Is this retched demi-bee,
half asleep upon my knee,
some freak from a menagerie?
No! It’s Eric the half a bee.

Fiddle dee dum,
Fiddle dee dee,
Eric the half bee.

Ho ho ho,
Tee hee hee,
Eric the half a bee.

see the light

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Discover a zen like activity to soothe the soul.

Stare at the bulb. It’s a webcam from Fire Station #6 in Livermore, California.

Wait for it to go out. An arduous task indeed, as the bulb has been burning continuously since 1901.

sunday silliness

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yet more

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Since I’m in a mood to post “things of the day” here’s the always fascinating Word of the Day.

In other mountain news

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I posted below a story about a fire that, had the wind changed, may have bothered the neighborhood quite a bit. Could have been a major news story.

But, the winds never did pick up too much here. The fire is apparently under control since I can’t find any updates. And the news is turning its attention to matters of more urgent concern:

Meat Theft Leads To Altercation, Arrest

I blame the Bush Administration. Clearly the mountain communities are stuck in a quagmire if our retail meat supply is under constant threat.

Vigilance.

a sigh of relief

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In stress diminishing news, it has been reported that despite your constant fears and “despite rumors, black hole factory will not destroy Earth.”

We can all breath a sigh of relief and should now go off to celebrate our temporarily postponed terran salvation in whatever manner best suits us.

Indeed, upon studying the effects of really, really, really small black holes one scientist concluded, “It’s quite hard to destroy the Earth.”

So, really what are we all worried about?

a note

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I like the occasional foreign movie. They are usually delightfully different than American films. I don’t mind subtitles all that much.

I also like to have the occasional television show or movie on in the background during late afternoon and evening when I tend to do my least thought intensive computer work. I’m generally staring at my computer, with only an occasional glance left at the television. But, I follow the plot and it distracts my mind.

That all being the case I am realizing that foreign language movies do not make for good background movies. Yojimbo is on. I don’t understand Japanese. I’m working on some web design tasks staring at the computer. Thus I can’t read the subtitles.

Yet, I don’t change the channel. I wonder if there is something zen about that.

Monday morning silliness

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Your Spy Name: Middle name and current street name
David Massive

Your Movie Star Name: Grandfather/grandmother on your mom’s side, your favorite candy
Merle Reese

Your Rap Name: First initial of first name, first two or three letters of your last name
P-Ode

Your Gamer Tag: A favorite color, a favorite animal
Red Raven

Your Soap Opera Name: Middle name, city where you were born
David Winfield

Your Star Wars Name: First 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother’s maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet’s name
Odem Cbnic

Your Superhero Name: “The”, your favorite color, the automobile your dad drives
The Crimson Cherokee

Your Action Hero Name: First Name Of The Main Character In The Last Film You Watched, last Food You Just Ate
Parry Chili

oh bothers

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Each day I intend to finish up my entry posts on the deadly sins. Each day I’m pulled away or distracted. Monday’s night I posted about below, which left me groggy through Tuesday, though not too groggy to go and meet for an afternoon of libations and victuals, and an evening of the same, at a different place for my writers meeting.

Last evening the roads were closed to home. All of them. Accident. Fire. Gas tanker spill. Another accident. Car fire. Road reconstruction. The mountain was blocked. Stayed the night in a Motel 6 (an Accor hotel). Turned the air conditioner on full blast, and fell asleep to the Dirty Jobs 100th episode extravaganza.

Drove home this morning. Realized the pauses and bumps and loss of power wasn’t an illusion while driving up the 15. Took an offramp. Put in some oil and coolant. Went back on my now not so merry way, hoping a wee bit of attention is all the old fella needed. Realized the pauses and bumps and loss of power wasn’t due to low coolant and oil after all. There was one alternate route open to home, the back way filled with many curves, steep grades, and loss of cell phone signal. I convinced myself I was fine.

I did get home after taking 21/2 hours to make what should be an hour drive. The hills, you see, they didn’t agree with my Chevy. I could have stopped, had it towed, then waited all day in Fontana (which is 105 degrees) for the mechanic to look it over and replace the probable sparkplug problem. So, I sputtered my way up and around the hills, thinking sputtering was better than waiting. There were points my car just about stopped, but I was able to coax it to the next pull out, and give it a rest, which seemed to work. I got home, though entirely without attempting to drive up the steep driveway.

The collection of these various bothers are by no means an emergency or even a disaster. Just bothers, gathered together in a two day stretch, which leaves me rather less focused on writing about the pernicious qualities of vainglory. I’m a little more familiar with humility right now, as a matter of fact.

Tomorrow, however, as James says, if the Lord wills I will live and do this or maybe that.