Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Easy Way To Help Relieve Hunger

Land O'Lakes is donating $1 for every person who clicks on their web site. Go to the website listed below and on the upper right side of the screen there is the green area where it says:


"You Click, We Donate!"

Click it, and that'as all you have to do!
http://www.landolakesinc.com/company/corporateresponsibility/foundation/default.aspx


If you need, here is more info on their "Operation Co-operation" campaign, from their website:

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Still Groovy

My friend Roger, the school librarian, gave me a cool little article about vinyl records. You know, the long playing platters most cool cats used to listen to. How cool are records, now? Imagine my search for equilibrium when Roger told me the article came from that bastion of hip-ness, AARP Magazine. Yeah, I've finally caught up with the folks who rally to advance the cause of retired persons.

Roger related a chat he and I once had about my "show and tell" with kids to teach them about my passion for music. He read the following passage, and told me later, "it reminded me of you, and it was just like you said." From the article:
Even the nonlistening rituals of record ownership are burned into the memories of everyone who ever had a collection. Need proof? Head down to a music store and buy a record—most larger shops now have at least a small vinyl section. The rest will come naturally: bring the record home (on the way, I guarantee, you'll admire the cover artwork). Now slip your thumbnail into the cellophane sheath, right at the album's business end, and slide it along. Feel that flutter in your stomach as the album opens? You're remembering what it's like to access your music with a single, graceful stroke—instead of peeling, stabbing, cutting, and finally biting your way into a CD jewel case. Now slide out the inner sleeve. There she is: the proud, black thing of beauty, her label winking at you through the sleeve's center hole. As you extract the disk from the sleeve, you'll find you haven't forgotten how to hold it safely: your thumb at the ridge, the label resting on your fingers.

The part the author left out, Roger explained, was that I also related even how the smell of brand new vinyl was part of the experience. Oh, how sensory memories affect us...
It seems that about every month or so, there's another article about records, how we are buying, selling, and wanting more. They never completely went away, kids. Get this: Vinyl record sales soared 89 percent in 2008, according to Neilson Soundscan. New records by old and new artists alike are being released on vinyl. (See the chart.)

Call me grandpa, but my turntable fits in nicely as a component of my surround sound system.

Read this article, and some others, too, at the links below.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Aggie

When I first met her, Aggie would greet my knock on the door with loud barking. She used to scare people she didn't know like that, but truthfully, as soon as you entered her domain, she'd more likely lick you all over, and jump up and down, standing on her hind legs. Indeed, it wasn't long before Aggie would meet me at the door like Fred Flintstone's Dino.

As anyone who's ever met Aggie will tell ya, she also had that poke to the crotch with her snout. That was always a fine howdy-doody. Not quite as good as running from the back of the house to meet me, every time I came over, though.
There are so many things that made Aggie the best Golden Retriever, ever. Like the way she made me pet her for hours on end, and if I stopped for a split second, she'd nudge me, or paw at me. She had a way of climbing through my legs when I stood, wedging her head against my legs, and then twisting her backside around so I'd pet her. She'd clackity-clack around Lisa's wood floor to great effect, signaling that she was there, and you'd better be ready to take care of her. She'd go out in the yard in the warm sun, roll over on her back and just dance with all legs flailing in the air. She chased squirrels and birds off her property. Not that she'd know what to do if she could've caught up to them.

Best of all, she had a way of making me realize that the moments I had with her were special -- while we were having them. Her intuitive sense of mood often caught me off guard. She was braver, stronger and more giving than most humans I've ever known. She fought through a stroke, learned how to walk again, lived with arthritis, and a giant tumor in her belly. If she occasionally barked when I left the room because she wanted attention, I think I could forgive her for that. As Lisa said to me, she was a real trooper.

Just after Hurricane Rita came through Texas, Lisa and I took Aggie to my house and she just ran free in the backyard. She really liked open spaces.

She's running free, now. I'm gonna miss her.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Why Did The Cricket Cross The Road?





With the still-fresh Beatles remastered CDs buzzing around here, two clear winners benefit the most from the new technology: The White Album and Abbey Road. Both are particularly stellar in their sonic-soothing-ness.

And since Abbey Road turned 40 just a few weeks ago, it is fitting to offer a quick nod to the seminal album, that almost everyone I know has at least heard of, if not owned many times over. The Rock Band video game commercial, as seen above, is one of the coolest salutes to the Beatles I've ever seen. (How in the heck did they do that?) I have an Abbey Road poster given to me by one of my students a couple years ago, in my classroom. One of my current students wears her Abbey Road hoodie to school. Never fading in popularity, the vinyl record version of the album is still available, and I picked one up from a Best Buy store. It is iconic, and it's everywhere.


Witness then, my wacky brother, Clarence, aka "Cricket", crossing that famous road, in 1984. (Look, Mom, no shoes!)


Notice in the above photo, members of my class of 2008 reenacting the event at our school! And, check it out, the weird looking guy to the right, who is clearly out of step with the others. He also has a calculator in his left hand, and he's right-handed, proving that indeed, he is not dead, but very much a mathematician!

There's a pretty decent article about the re-mastering of Abbey Road, here:
The Beatles: Repaving 'Abbey Road'

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Consume: Cons, U, Me.

That "genius" Glenn Beck said the video "The Story of Stuff" is socialist propaganda, so for that reason alone, you should watch it. Take 20 minutes of your time, stay with it, and learn. As you watch, take a look around the room you're sitting in, and wonder how you ever got so much stuff.

Tards Who Lose Their Phones

OK, so I've never actually misplaced any phone, ever, but I know some youngsters who lose everything they've ever touched. Here's a handy website that does nothing but dial any phone number you provide to make that phone ring. If you can hear it, you'll be able to find it. I tested it, and it really works!

Go there and try for yourself!

Friday, September 11, 2009

Quoth The Raven, Nevermore

While wading through the Beatles remastered CDs, I stumbled onto something quite entertaining for us nerdy types, on the world wide web.

The University of Texas in Austin's Ransom Center has digitized its Edgar Allan Poe collection. Pictured at right is Poe's fair copy manuscript of the last stanza of his famous poem, "The Raven."

In addition to the manuscripts of “The Domain of Arnheim,” “The Spectacles,” and some of Poe’s most famous poems, the collection includes many letters written by and to Poe, and books belonging to Poe . One of my favorites is Poe's own copy of the book "The Raven and Other Poems [and] Tales," from 1845, with handwritten revisions and corrections by Poe, himself.