Monday, July 02, 2018
Saturday, May 12, 2018
Tuesday, April 03, 2018
The west side of the back yard is looking much better than last month around this time. I've pruned the crepe myrtles, removed two whole garbage-can-sized bags of weeds/ivy from the beds, edged & mulched half of them. The vines literally grew through my daffodils, so careful as I was, I think I knocked them over when I removed the vines. Oh well, they're still a bit pretty, and now I have incentive next year to remove the vines before the daffodils actually get too far.
The other small-but-meaningful task this week was getting a big bag of birdseed and filling up the feeders. When I did it 2 weeks ago, I didn't appreciate just how resourceful the squirrels could be, and it was a mini disaster (they knocked the dumb thing over and almost broke it). THIS time, I only filled up the feeders that have squirrel guards ... and it seems to be working! At least, this squirrel couldn't figure out how the heck to get to those tempting-but-just-out-of-reach seeds.
Saturday, December 30, 2017
If I had to boil it all down, I think Kevin Drum says it perfectly. It wasn't a bad movie per se, but it was the first Star Wars movie I walked out of the theater not wanting, not NEEDING, to know what happened next.
First, the good:
1) It definitely wasn't as bad as the prequels. There were some sappy moments (we'll get to that in a moment), but overall it didn't feel like a campy movie the way I-III did.
2) It was actually kind of refreshing to see Poe get taken down a notch by cooler heads, who had their plan all along and whose only fault was deliberately choosing not to share it with the hero-fly-boy who already proved himself more reckless than anything else. In the past, he would've been the brave hero who saves the unwitting and indecisive bureaucrats ... this time he's kind of just an impulsive jerk who refuses to listen to anyone. I found that very refreshing and a satisfying take on how the world doesn't always work like an action movie.
3) They brought the 'mysticism' back to the Force. Midichlorians = blech. This movie made the Force mysterious again; it showed us things that we can't QUITE grasp, things we know have significant meaning and are trying to tell us something, and that would become immediately obvious if you just had that ONE more piece of the puzzle ... which is always just out of reach. They did a good job with that part.
Now, the bad:
4) Leia is completely irrelevant to the plot. I mean, she's clearly supposed to be a major character, but at no point in the entire movie does she actually DO anything that influences or changes the direction of the movie. The movie just kind of happens around her. She has some dialogue with Luke at the very end that I suppose gives Luke some closure, but none that changes what he was about to do anyway.
5) Snoke. What. A. Waste. Clearly something ancient, something mysterious & dark ... who just casually gets sliced in half while saying generic bad guy stuff. That's usually the point in the movie where you're thinking "that was too easy" ... except this time it really was just that easy. The ensuing fight with his guards was more exciting and more suspenseful.
6) Sappy #1 - What was with the Leia-is-Jesus-space-walk thing? She gets blown into space, then hand waves herself back in again. Is she supposed to be the Messiah? We get it, Leia is deeply in tune with the Force. But yikes, that was a dumb way to show it, and anyway she'd already demonstrated that by her connection with Kylo Ren just earlier. They could've achieved exactly the same outcome much more realistically without making us wonder if Leia is only pretending to be human.
7) Sappy #2 - Yoda. I mean WTF. After what is presumably 2 decades of absence, he just randomly appears to help Luke blow up the old Jedi temple and impart old Yoda wisdom? That scene was cringe inducing.
8) I was ok with Luke's story arc. Not thrilled, but not super disappointed either. It's plausible, although I'm still wondering how he transformed his personal failure as a Jedi Master into a failing of the Jedi as a credo. That implies Luke is a whiny baby who needs to blame someone else for his own failings ... which I suppose I can believe, but needed a little more backstory. I would've preferred a Grey Jedi direction where he really has learned that the "Jedi way", as he knew it, was creating more dischord than harmony.
9) I'm ok with how Rey's parentage was treated. If Kylo is to be believed (which, I should state for the record, I'm not 100% convinced he should be), then her parents were nobody in particular, just random traders who didn't particularly care for their little girl and needed some drinking money. Accepting that, and realizing she's more than her parentage, seems to bring Rey some closure, which I can buy. It's also somewhat backed up by her vision in the cave, where she's trying to see her parents and the cave shows her herself instead.
Rey's lesson may have shades of "be ok letting go of the past", but the lessons for Finn & Poe are "get your head out of your own ass and take a look around you". Which, as I write it, I guess kind of describes the arcs for Luke and Rey too. So maybe the lesson for everyone (Rey, Luke, Poe, Finn), is that you're all being self-indulgent whiny jerks; get your heads out of your assess, and figure out what the universe really needs you to be.
Saturday, August 19, 2017
Debate the Civil War and what it means, and inevitably you'll get back to the purpose of the Confederacy and why it existed in the first place. Was it a race/slavery thing? Or was it more complicated and involved a lot of overlapping factors? I have some friends who lean strongly to the latter; that while race/slavery played a role, it was just one of many factors and it's not right to single it out from others.
I disagree strongly.
I'm happy to concede that there were multiple overlapping factors leading up to Southern Secession and the eventual formation of the Confederate States. But I can't understand how anyone looks at history and doesn't come away understanding that slavery, specifically race-based slavery, was unique and was the central driving force behind everything. "States' Rights" comes up often. But States' Rights wasn't some academic debate that got particularly heated. It was States Rights for the sake of X ... and X was the continued treatment of black people as property. Put another way, "States Rights" was the argument, the means to the end. The end goal was race-based slavery.
We don't have to guess at this. All we have to do is look at what they said at the time about why they were doing it. Some of them (see below) even explicitly rejected the notion that the Civil War was "States' Rights" over slavery, calling it a "new fangled heresy" conjured by diplomats to make countries like France and Britain more open to helping the South out.
Just take a look and decide for yourself why they were doing this:
Alexander Stephens, Vice-President of the Confederacy, "Cornerstone Speech"
Our new government is founded upon exactly [this] idea; its foundations are laid, its corner- stone rests upon the great truth, that the negro is not equal to the white man; that slavery -- subordination to the superior race -- is his natural and normal condition. This, our new government, is the first, in the history of the world, based upon this great physical, philosophical, and moral truth.
Richmond's "Southern Punch" Newspaper, 1864 (emphasis in the original):
"The people of the South," says a contemporary, "are not fighting for slavery, but for independence." Let us look into this matter. It is an easy task, we think, to show up this new fangled heresy --- a heresy calculated to do us no good, for it cannot deceive foreign statesmen nor peoples, nor mislead any one here nor in Yankeeland ... Our doctrine is this: WE ARE FIGHTING FOR INDEPENDENCE THAT OUR GREAT AND NECESSARY DOMESTIC INSTITUTION OF SLAVERY SHALL BE PRESERVED, and for the preservation of other institutions of which slavery is the ground work.
Virginia's Secession Ordinance:
The people of Virginia, in their ratification of the Constitution of the United States of America, adopted by them in Convention on [June 25 1788] having declared that the powers granted under the said Constitution were derived from the people of the United States, and might be resumed whensoever the same should be perverted to their injury and oppression; and the Federal Government, having perverted said powers, .
Mississippi's Declaration of Cause:
Our position is thoroughly identified with the institution of slavery-- the greatest material interest of the world.
South Carolina's Declaration of Cause:
[A]n increasing hostility on the part of the non-slaveholding States to the institution of slavery, has led to a disregard of their obligations, ... the current of anti-slavery feeling has led her more recently to enact laws ... they have denounced as sinful the institution of slavery ... because [Lincoln] has declared that that "Government cannot endure permanently half slave, half free," and that the public mind must rest in the belief that slavery is in the course of ultimate extinction.
Georgia's Resolution to Dissolve:
For the last ten years we have had numerous and serious causes of complaint against our non-slave-holding confederate States with reference to the subject of African slavery ... [a] brief history of the rise, progress, and policy of anti-slavery and the political organization into whose hands the administration of the Federal Government has been committed will fully justify the pronounced verdict of the people of Georgia.
Texas' Declaration of Cause:
[Texas] was received as a commonwealth holding, maintaining and protecting the institution known as negro slavery-- the servitude of the African to the white race within her limits ... We hold as undeniable truths that the governments of the various States, and of the confederacy itself, were established exclusively by the white race, for themselves and their posterity; that the African race had no agency in their establishment; that they were rightfully held and regarded as an inferior and dependent race, and in that condition only could their existence in this country be rendered beneficial or tolerable.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Because my house is ancient and still uses an honest-to-god fuse box, the normal outlets in the living room can't handle too many appliances plugged in at once. Which means there are extension cords running from the kitchen up and down the stairwell, connected to big box fans to blow as much cold air as possible up the stairs.
That helps a little, but the front bedrooms still bake in the heat all day long. It would really help if I could get some kind of exhaust fan in there to blow out the hot air and pull in the cold air from downstairs, but the original windows don't have any screens, which means it would be completely open to the outside and all kinds of bugs would get in.
Solution? Build yourself a screen! Or rather, two screen sections, one that's just a normal screen and another that holds the small window fan I bought yesterday. I'm not particularly proud of any of these creations this weekend, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
Also, bonus picture: these are the garage roses. I didn't trim them at all this spring, and then I was away for a week that brought them a ton of rain and sun. The result were these 10 ft monsters that you see before you. By necessity alone, this will probably need to be the next project.
Saturday, April 29, 2017
The first clue came Thursday. I was away from Richmond most of last week, and I knew it was going to be warm, so I set the AC to 75. When I got back from the airport on Thursday morning, the downstairs was comfortable, but the upstairs was not. Troubleshooting that difference was how I discovered I actually have a dual-zone AC. (Yes, I have lived here for almost 4 months. No, I did not know it was dual-zone until just this week. Yes, you may go ahead and judge.) "Ok, no worries", I thought. I'll just turn on the upstairs AC and everything will be fine. The rest of Thursday was a bit of a haze (it was not a pleasant or restful red-eye flight back), so I didn't think about it much more.
I woke up Friday morning and it was noticeably warm upstairs. The AC was running, but the air coming out of the vent wasn't cold; so I turned both ACs down a few notches to 70 and then got ready for work.
Then I got home late Friday night, and the downstairs was FREEZING. The thermostat said 67, so I bumped that zone up a bit. Then I walked upstairs ... straight into an oven. Seriously, the heat difference across just a few feet was ridiculous. The upstairs thermostat was clocking in at 84, which is a 17 degree heat difference between my 1st and 2nd floor. It's also quite an achievement when the outside is only 75, which means my upstairs must trap heat like nobody's business. UGH.
So, that is going to be this weekend's main set of tasks. First, check to see if there's anything obviously wrong with the duct work or insulation that I can fix myself. Second, go by a few fans and position them to blow the cooler air upstairs, because this weekend is going to be absolutely miserable. Third, call an AC repair guy and pray to the Flying Spaghetti Monster that this will be measured in hundreds, not thousands.
Yay home ownership.
Saturday, April 22, 2017
Well, not MY bathroom, but Mom's bathroom in at the gallery. I'm up visiting Lancaster for a wedding and spending the day in town with mom before the event tonight. Close to lunchtime a twenty-something girl walked in and asked Mom if she could use the gallery's bathroom. She explained that she was from out-of-town and auditioning for some role at the Fulton, and that it was just an absolute madhouse over at the theatre. (aside: I completely believe her, parking in town today is a nightmare).
Mom says "of course", I keep working on my laptop, a minute goes by ... and then a very deep and soulful "weeeeee-ahhhh-OO-UH-OO-UH-OOO" from the bathroom breaks the silence. That was it. No other sounds. Just a single lovely wail that would probably attract herds of fertile manatees if we let them in the gallery. Mom and I just looked at each other, shrugged, and then 5 minutes later the girl walks back out the door wearing a completely different outfit.
UPDATE: Between then and now, my buddy C called me and asked if I had a hideaway key so he could use my place to shower. So that's a second random bathroom-related thing to happen today. Will we get a third?!?