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Out of Sorts

My little “last comments” box is not sorting properly. I think the entries that show are the most recent, but that they just aren’t sorted properly. I think the timing…

My little “last comments” box is not sorting properly. I think the entries that show are the most recent, but that they just aren’t sorted properly. I think the timing on it is since I upgraded to MT 2.21. I’ll take a look tomorrow and see if I can figure it out.

Saturday

I just finished watching the Buckaroo Banzai DVD (great bonus material there), so it must be time for the Saturday Eight. When was the last time you hugged someone? Who…

I just finished watching the Buckaroo Banzai DVD (great bonus material there), so it must be time for the Saturday Eight.

  1. When was the last time you hugged someone? Who was he/she?

    That would be Margie, this morning.

  2. When was the last time you got mad? Why?

    I get mad on an almost daily basis, largely via the news stories I read (as part of this blogging). Margie keeps threatening to keep me from reading the editorial pages on Sundays, since it raises my blood pressure so much.

    I’m generally a light-hearted, generally happy person. I try to be, at least, since I’ve spent way too much time in my life being grumpy and cynical. Reading news stories about people doing/saying things I consider stupid does make me grit my teeth audibly.

  3. When was the last time you sang out loud? What song was it?

    I sing out loud — well, not as much as I used to. I can’t sing in the shower (don’t want to wake up Margie), and it’s frowned upon at the office (though that doesn’t stop me from whistling an awful lot instead).

    But put me in the car with a tune on, and I’m shamelessly loud.

    And, of course, I sing hymns at church. Episcopalians have great old English tunes, as well as translations of old German ones, too.

  4. When was the last time you went swimming?

    I’m not much of a swimmer, by talent or inclination. I keep thinking it had to do with early days as a little kid being taught swimming by my dad — and that I couldn’t see the edge of the pool or the shore clearly, since my eyesight was so bad.

    That having been said, last weekend I went tubing at Lake San Antonio, and had to jump into the lake there (albeit with a life vest). Does that count?

    Margie loves the water, btw, and Katherine seems to as well.

  5. When was the last time you yelled at someone? Who was the person and why?

    Does yelling at people saying stupid things on the radio count?

    I don’t yell at people much. The exception would be, probably, Katherine. I think I yelled a bit at my nephew Nicholas last weekend, too.

  6. When was the last time you wrote an actual letter to someone? Who was him/her? And what did you write there in brief?

    I sent a postcard off to Tracy yesterday, telling her we were thinking of her and her mom (who is suffering from some nasty cancer), and including a link to my photos page.

  7. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Who was the person and how was his/her response?

    I tell Margie I love her at least once a day, usually more. She usually reciprocates (unless I’m the one reciprocating). That usually leads to hugs and kisses and other stuff which is none of your business.

  8. When was the last time you did something out of character? What was it?

    I generally don’t do out of character stuff. It’s not in my character.

Picture Perfect

After a huge flurry of activity, I’ve managed to upload about 150 new photos from the last three or four months (the horror of having a digital camera). For those…

After a huge flurry of activity, I’ve managed to upload about 150 new photos from the last three or four months (the horror of having a digital camera). For those who are looking for eleventy zillion shots of the cutest girl in the cosmos (and a few of our family and friends), drop on in to the photo album.

Cute girl!The Yellow HatCute girl some more!Return of the Jedi!

Baby, what a big surprise

So I’m watching TV and here comes an ad for one of those compilation albums, The Very Best of Chicago. Talk about going back a long ways. Chicago was the…

Far out!So I’m watching TV and here comes an ad for one of those compilation albums, The Very Best of Chicago.

Talk about going back a long ways. Chicago was the group when it came to school dances when I was in high school, not to mention the “wild” rock stations I listened to. “Saturday In The Park,” “Baby, What a Big Surprise,” “Hard Habit to Break,” and, of course, “If You Leave Me Now.”

Visions of a dozen gynmasiums, a dozen three piece suits or pastel tuxedos, a dozen sets of dance photos.

{Shudder}

The gang’s all here

Rey’s done up the local gaming gang a la South Park. Though I already did Margie and me up a while ago, I’ll cut him a break — he’s in…

Rey‘s done up the local gaming gang a la South Park. Though I already did Margie and me up a while ago, I’ll cut him a break — he’s in the middle of buying his first dwelling, which is enough stress for anyone to have to deal with.

I really want to read the bits around Hour 23 or so …

I won’t be doing it, but Doyce is going to be part of Blogathon 2002. It’s a good cause, he’s a good guy, so give up some donation and read…

I won’t be doing it, but Doyce is going to be part of Blogathon 2002. It’s a good cause, he’s a good guy, so give up some donation and read along 26-27 July.

Medieval Times

I’d thought that Margie was going to be at a baby shower today, but it turned out instead we were off to the local Renaissance Festival. Lori arranged the get-together…

I’d thought that Margie was going to be at a baby shower today, but it turned out instead we were off to the local Renaissance Festival. Lori arranged the get-together (a thankless task), and we went with her, Dave G., Doyce & Justin, and Rey & Juli & Tristan.

Every time I go to such an event (whether it’s here in Colorado or in the past at the Southern California RennFaire), the same thoughts run through my mind over the course of the day:

  • Does this outfit still fit? Oh. Oh, well, it will probably be hot, anyway.
  • Jeez, it’s hot.
  • Look at all the pretty jewelry, clothing, pottery, and other crafty things.
  • Look at all the ugly jewelry, clothing, pottery, and other crafty things.
  • Look at all the overpriced jewelry, clothing, pottery, and other crafty things.
  • Jeez, it’s hot. That guy in the chain mail must be broiling. Ditto for that guy in the leather. Or that guy in the monk’s habit. And isn’t she going to get those awfully sunburned?
  • Mmmm. Turkey legs. Toad-in-a-hole. Turkey sausages. Lots of yummies.
  • Jeez, it’s hot. Maybe I’ll get a beer, too.
  • Hey, I could buy that to replace that piece of outfit that, er, shrank.
  • Hey, I could buy that for … oh, never mind.
  • Jeez, it’s hot. Just as well I’m not in my outfit.
  • Oh, we just missed the show I wanted to see. Oh, well, it’s too hot sitting out there in the sun.
  • So should I buy that? Or that? Or how about that? Aw, it’s too hot, I’m not walking back to the shop where that was.
  • Hot. Need another beer.
  • Boy, I wish I had a really cool outfit like that. Even if it didn’t occur within five hundred years of the Renaissance. Or didn’t really look like that. Boy, he must be really hot.
  • Okay, time to go. Hope the A/C works in the car — it’s sure hot.

It’s generally fun, usually expensive, and always, always, broiling, scorching hot.

Of course, this time, we had to add the occasional “Where’s Katherine?!” to the mix.

Out side the front gate, they had an (oh-so-period) sun fly, about twenty, thirty feet long, with misters underneath it, to provide a break from the (Jeez, it’s hot!) heat.

After I’d just walked through it with Katherine, and the rest were beginning to, a huge gust of wind flipped the damn thing over, sending flying through the air, right at me and … Katherine.

It was the first “emergency situation” I’ve ever been in with Kitten where “push her down and interpose your body!” seemed like the thing to do. At least that’s what I did.

Fortunately, the tent didn’t quite reach us. But it was a nice bit of excitement to cap off the day.

Next up — Frankenstein’s Person of Different Origin

A British theater company has dropped the term “hunchback” from its production of The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Oddsocks Productions has renamed its touring production “The Bellringer of Notre Dame”…

A British theater company has dropped the term “hunchback” from its production of The Hunchback of Notre Dame.

Oddsocks Productions has renamed its touring production “The Bellringer of Notre Dame” after discussions with a disability adviser raised the possibility of offending people with spina bifida or the disfiguring scoliosis of the spine.
“We have not changed the novel in any way, we simply felt changing the title would cause less offence of people,” producer Elli Mackenzie was quoted as saying by the Daily Mirror.

Except all those bellringers, of course.

Rot, rot, rot, rot, it’s a plot, plot, plot, plot

Run out of ideas for your next story? Character stuck in a rut? Hell, not sure what sort of nastiness to run your players through your next D&D-style game? Check…

Run out of ideas for your next story? Character stuck in a rut? Hell, not sure what sort of nastiness to run your players through your next D&D-style game?

Check out the Stupid Plot Tricks page.

Unique problem-solving

A woman whose religious beliefs forbade her from getting a divorce took the only reasonable, rational alternative that anyone would under such circumstances: she tried to hire a hit man….

A woman whose religious beliefs forbade her from getting a divorce took the only reasonable, rational alternative that anyone would under such circumstances: she tried to hire a hit man.

Which, of course, reminds me of the Catholic couple Margie knew in college who were sleeping together, but wouldn’t use a condom because, y’know, that’s a sin

(Via JillMatrix)

Now you see her …

Enjoy Cabenel’s “Venus” while you can. The Muse has begun to thwack my earlobe with her teeny-tiny fingers (ouch!), which means it’s getting to be time to redo my site…

Enjoy Cabenel’s “Venus” while you can. The Muse has begun to thwack my earlobe with her teeny-tiny fingers (ouch!), which means it’s getting to be time to redo my site design.

Suggestions in passing about what works for you, and what doesn’t, about the current basic design are always welcome (but by no means guaranteed more than a polite “Hmmm, I’ll have to take that under consideration”).

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

I’m going to be upgrading to MovableType 2.2 this evening, doing a backup first and all. There’s a finite chance the database could get zorched, so if you post something…

I’m going to be upgrading to MovableType 2.2 this evening, doing a backup first and all. There’s a finite chance the database could get zorched, so if you post something this evening and it’s gone tomorrow … well, that’s why.

And if ***Dave Does the Blog is gone tomorrow … well, that’s why, too …

UPDATE: Installation went smoothly, once I had the MySQL stuff figured out (it’s not enought create the database and create the userid, you need to add the user to the database).

So now I play around with the Trackback and Ping and other interesting stuff this version brings.

As long as everything works when I click on SAVE …

Pledge Law

The “law” that’s involved here is US Code Title 4, Section 4 (a/k/a 4 U.S.C. §4): Sec. 4. – Pledge of allegiance to the flag; manner of delivery The Pledge…

The “law” that’s involved here is US Code Title 4, Section 4 (a/k/a 4 U.S.C. §4):

Sec. 4. – Pledge of allegiance to the flag; manner of delivery
The Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, ”I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”, should be rendered by standing at attention facing the flag with the right hand over the heart. When not in uniform men should remove their headdress with their right hand and hold it at the left shoulder, the hand being over the heart. Persons in uniform should remain silent, face the flag, and render the military salute.

Actually, all of 4 U.S.C. is kind of interesting, and noteworthy in both its unenforceability and its frequent breaches (most particularly the use of the flag in advertising).

Vouchers

Sometimes secondary arguments obscure primary arguments. Take the whole school voucher thing, once again in the news because the Supremes ruled that a Cleveland program was okay. I’m convinced that…

Sometimes secondary arguments obscure primary arguments.

Take the whole school voucher thing, once again in the news because the Supremes ruled that a Cleveland program was okay.

I’m convinced that a major reason this is such a bone of contention is because of hidden agendas. To wit, social conservatives and those who pander to them hate our public school system (both because they’ve been ideologically more or less kicked out of it, and because educational unions are a major opponent of theirs), and want to do something, anything, to break its back. Opponents of vouchers have the intellectual defense of church/state separation, but are really into it because, damn, anything those social conservatives want is likely evil of the deepest hue.

And that’s a fine set of arguments, if you want to talk about education reform. But that’s a public policy argument, and not a constitutional one. And, as a public policy stance, I’m against vouchers and for our public schools; indeed, it amazes me that social conservatives are so willing to cripple one of the great unifying elements of our nation, one of the great “Americanizing” elements of our nation, the public school experience. Not to mention the tremendous public oversight of the public educational system, vs. private or for-profit schools. But I digress, because we’re talking here not about whether voucher systems are beneficial or detrimental to our society (or how we think our society should be), but whether they are constitutional.

Vouchers, on the surface, seem to fail the constitutional test, since they in effect represent giving government money to religious institutions. That’s a bad thing, in principle (both for the government and for religious institutions). I’m a big believer in that wall between church and state, and, “ceremonial deism” notwithstanding, I think we are a better society for the strengthening of that wall over the past century. Where that wall has been weakened, we’ve tended to get not “Freedom of Religion” but “Freedom of Our Religion,” where “our” has usually meant mainstream Protestantism.

What gives vouchers the apparent consitutional out, though, is that it’s not the government actually giving the money, but individuals. And the model that can be used here in comparisoin is charitable contributions.

The tax deduction for charitible contributions can be thought of (and, indeed, is directly designed) as government funding of those receiving institutions. I have no doubt that people would still give to charity if the deduction were eliminated. I have no doubt, either, that the rate would greatly drop, and the governmental social net would have to be strengthened, probably further and more expensively than the cost to the government of that deduction.

I give money to my church. I can deduct that from my income tax. It is effectively no different than the government simply giving me that money and letting me give it to the church.

Is that a violation of church and state? The courts would seem to say no, because I, the giver, have the choice of to whom to give it. I can give it to a chuch. I can give it to a secular charity. I can give it to the local museum or zoo. There is elaborate regulatory oversight as to what qualifies as a donation to a qualifying institution, but the end result is the same, in that the government is funding my donation.

In theory, a school voucher system should work much the same. The government isn’t saying that you have to spend this on the Catholic school down the block. You can spend it at any qualifying educational institution.

Again, you can use the analogy of government workers. Not even the strictest church/state separatist would argue that just because Joe-Bob works for the State Dept. he should not be able to make contributions to his local church. That’s because we figure, hey, even if he’s being paid with tax dollars, once the money is in his possession, it’s his to do with as he pleases. That he may blow it on gambling or booze or cigarettes, or give it to a church or the KKK or the Republican Party is of no (official) concern of ours.

Now, in practice, most private schools have been religious-based, for a variety of reasons (the long tradition of religious community service and education, the desire by some folks to opt-out from the “godless secular humanism” of modern public education), but not all have been. There are plenty of non-church private schools around. And if a voucher system becomes more wide-spread, I would expect to see more of these, either run as non-profits or as for-profits.

I also expect that some voucher money will go to schools that promulgate world-views through their curriculum with which I disagree. Again, that’s a public policy issue, and no more constitutional a complaint than the complaints about “Look at the liberal/conservative/humanist/religious bullshit they’re teaching our kids today!” have been with our public schools.

In theory, of course, this could have been handled even more subtly, as a tax deduction as well. That might have made the constitutionality even more clear, but would have muddied the public policy issue, since it would have been a more direct benefit to wealthier families. The voucher system is still likely to benefit the wealthy more than the poor (since most private schools cost more than vouchers are likely to give), but, again, that’s a public policy issue rather than a constitutional one.

I’m still unhappy with the decision. I understand the reasoning of it. I would feel better if I agreed with the aims and goals of the folks who support school vouchers. But those are all secondary arguments, not the primary one. And, fortunately for everyone, the Constitution isn’t just about what aims and goals that I approve of.

Oh, and Question 6 …

“What are you doing this weekend?” Well the weekend will be coming late for me this week. My office works on a 4-9s-and-a-4 schedule, so usually we have Friday afternoons…

“What are you doing this weekend?”

Well the weekend will be coming late for me this week. My office works on a 4-9s-and-a-4 schedule, so usually we have Friday afternoons off. But to pay for next Friday being off (to make a 4-day weekend), we’re working a long Friday this Friday.

This all sounds very complicated, but since I work for an engineering company, proservice hours and billability drive everything we do. You should see our timekeeping policy … but I digress.

So … tonight I get to “bach” it, as Margie is off playing D&D at the Testerfolks. Probable tasks include installing MT 2.2 and finishing uploading of photos.

The rest of the weekend is kind of nebulous. We have a ginormous mess in the dining room, consisting of stuff to be put away all over the house, so that’s on the docket.

I also really need to get out into the yard to do some work, both on sprinklers and on weeds and on digging up rocks. I also need to go down to Home Depot and start costing out fence-and-gate fixin’s.

On the other hand, the Sakura Festival is going on this weekend down in Sakura Square. I hear it’s a lot of fun, and good food, too.

And there is the standard project list, of course. Hmmm. Maybe I should put that online some time.

Waxed Pledge

More interesting history of the Pledge of Allegience in the pages of Reason. Among other tidbits are indications that the Pledge may have been used to sell more flag, and…

More interesting history of the Pledge of Allegience in the pages of Reason. Among other tidbits are indications that the Pledge may have been used to sell more flag, and that the author considered including “equality” and “fraternity” in the Pledge, but decided that might be deemed too radical (not to mention, in these latter days, sexist).

However, as the Reason article notes,

We often pretend otherwise, but cultural meaning trumps everything else, from taste to law. In the case of the Pledge, the meaning lies less in the words – which may well lose their resonance in rote repetition – than in their performance. The fact that the Pledge had a substantially different meaning to its author than it does to its admirers is insignificant; the fact that a godless Pledge was good enough for, say, the generation that fought World War II is beside the point. Americans are almost unique in pledging allegiance to a flag, but they have come to impute significant meaning to their rite, and to associate it with their national identity.

(Via InstaPundit)

NPR still doesn’t get it

NPR has revised its linking policy. It all looks very nice and very reasonable (if occasionally superfluous in the face of existing copyright law), and even notes that NPR “encourages…

NPR has revised its linking policy. It all looks very nice and very reasonable (if occasionally superfluous in the face of existing copyright law), and even notes that NPR “encourages and permits links to content on NPR Web sites.”

Nice and reasonable, that is, until you get to …

We reserve the right to withdraw permission for any link.

NPR’s legal wonks still don’t realize that a link is not something that they are actually able to permit, let alone withdraw permission. It’s like saying, “Our main office is at 1527 Cole Blvd., but we reserve the right to tell you to remove that address from your Rolodex.”

It’s not only stupid, it’s been explicitly refuted in the courts.

By using the NPR Web sites, you agree to be bound by these terms of use. If you do not agree to these terms of use, please do not use the NPR Web sites. … Your continued use of the NPR Web Sites following the posting of changes to these terms will mean that you agree to those changes.

No it doesn’t. Neener-neener-neener.

My downward-trending respect for NPR continues to slide …

(Via BoingBoing, which has a still better analysis)

Tetris with physics

Triptych looks like way too much work. But I’ll bet you I know one person who will enjoy it. (Via BoingBoing)…

Triptych looks like way too much work. But I’ll bet you I know one person who will enjoy it.

(Via BoingBoing)

Fortunately we don’t have a day named Jackson

It’s the Friday Five … When was the last time you… 1. …sent a handwritten letter? After we visited with Tracy last Christmas, she told us about her mom’s cancer….

It’s the Friday Five

When was the last time you…

1. …sent a handwritten letter?

After we visited with Tracy last Christmas, she told us about her mom’s cancer. Tracy does not seem to have a huge support network, and she was providing a lot of support herself to her mom.

So I wanted to be supportive. Heaven knows there have been times in my life when getting a word or two, unexpected, from a friend, was (or would have been) an incredible pick-me-up.

I am not a phone person. I would rather let all my friends drift off in a burning oil tanker than rely on using the phone to keep in touch with them. My bad, but there you go.

E-mail? Tracy is a few years behind the curve on the e-mail thing, where “few” equals “twenty.” If I send an e-mail to her, she might not see it for weeks, if not longer.

So that’s left Real Mail. I’ve been sending her post cards, pretty much every two weeks. Doesn’t take a lot of writing, but I knwo it’s the thought that counts. Really.

I am, without a doubt, the world’s worst correspondant. Send me something, I’ll probably reply — so long as it’s within 48 hours. Wait for me to send you something, and you might see whether you win the Lottery first.

That I have managed to keep this up for several months is as amazing as if I had been actually calling her. Really.

2. …baked something from scratch or made something by hand?

Since I am married to the avatar of whomever the Muse of Cooking is, I don’t get into the kitchen much, except in a back-up role.

That usually suits me fine, being a lazy cuss, but it’s also fun to make something and have people ooh and aah over it. Give me a recipe and I’m all over it. I make some very nice desserts, probably last time being about three or four months ago. I am on tap to whip up a batch of chicken biryani this week, too.

3. …camped in a tent?

Um … last weekend?

4. …volunteered your time to church, school, or community?

I actually volunteer a fair amount for our church. Not as much as that nagging shoulder-mounted angel with the pitchfork (yeah, go figure) keeps telling me I should, but I do.

5. …helped a stranger?

Hmmmm. I’m usually pretty open to helping strangers, especially with giving directions. I evidently have a big sign on me somewhere, in several different languages, indicating that I Know Where I Am, Where I’m Going, and How You Can Know Where You’re Going, Too, since I seem to be frequently asked just that thing.

Got it. We were looking at vacuum cleaners at CostCo. Another couple was, too. I offered them my copy of Consumer Reports. They accepted, but disagreed with the review and bought what they wanted to anyway.

Interestingly enough, another guy who was walking by us a few minutes later offered us advice on vacuums, too.

Still haven’t bought one, though.

Fun Pledge Facts

Just to show that the Pledge is hardly on a scale with the Ten Commandments when it comes to age and inviolability … 1892: I pledge allegiance to my Flag…

Just to show that the Pledge is hardly on a scale with the Ten Commandments when it comes to age and inviolability

1892: I pledge allegiance to my Flag and the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. The pledge is printed in “The Youth’s Companion” in Boston. Likely written by Baptist minister and socialist Francis Bellamy, it was to commemorate the quadricentannial of Columbus Day in the public schools nationwide.

1924: I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America and the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. A flag conference (!) by the American Legion and the Daughters of the American Revolution changes (over Bellamy’s objections) the description of the flag.

1954: I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. The Knights of Columbus convinces Congress to fight godless Communism by demonstrating that we’re a “Nation under God.”

So a poem by a socialist Baptist minister to celebrate Columbus Day, further modified by the DAR and the American Legion, and then by a Catholic service organization, has suddenly become an inviolate totem, a profound (but secular) prayer, an eternal tradition, a touchstone of our descent into godlessness?

Feh.