Back To BU. August 31, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.
Tags: back to school special!
“Thirsty,” my Green Guzzler, got to take her first road trip this Saturday – returning Ultimate Spawn to Boston University for her sophomore year!
But since US doesn’t like to have her picture taken (and in deference to her right to privacy) here’s a shot of the street where her new digs are:
It’s a beautiful neighborhood of brownstones with classy touches:
…and a big step up from the very central tower she roomed in last year.
Best of luck to you, my little jewel!
Oh, What A Night! August 31, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death, music.
Tags: Ya win some, you loose some...
Friday night was opening night for the 2008 Tanglewood Summer Jazz Festival, and despite the threat of rain, I went to see my new musical muse, Edmar Casteñeda:
I posted this clip before, but since he opened the show with this number, here it is again!
To my delight, he was accompanied by the amazing Marshall Gilke on trombone and the equally mind boggling Dave Silliman on drums. As Frau B would say , “Eeeeeeexcellent!” [rubs hands greedily.]
“But Wait, There’s More… now how much would you pay?” (Sorry, I was posessed by the spirit of the Kitchen Magician there for a moment!)
Edmar and Co. were joined by Joe Locke, new to me but widely regarded in musicians’ polls as the reigning King of the Vibraphone. Listen a bit and see if you agree:
Blew. My. Mind. I hadn’t believed anyone would ever dethrone Gary Burton, but I stood corrected, albeit whilst sitting. In the rain. Completely oblivious to it.
The show was beautifully rounded out by a jaw-dropping performance by Elaine Elias and her excellent band:
Their set was a tribute to Bill Evans, whom I had the great privilege to see at Carnegie Hall in the early seventies. Thank you, Elaine!
It was a perfect night out… almost.
On the way home, coming down a winding stretch of route 8A in a light drizzle, this Closet Buddhist swerved to avoid a small animal crossing the road, caught my right front wheel in a rain-softened shoulder, and did this:
Seems even my damned car is a tree hugger!
I’m OK, but she’s totalled.
I’m taking this as Godde’s way of keeping me from thinking I’m All That for having been blessed with such a memorable night.
So now I’m full-time driving my work van and getting a whopping fifteen miles to the gallon.
Dinner With TCR! August 30, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Dinner with TCR.
Tags: sachettes, shrimp, wild mushrooms
I saw this, and needed to eat it: little pasta bags, tied with God-knows-what, and stuffed with smoked gouda and roasted pear.
So here’s my treatment of this gastronomic anomaly, Shrimp and Garden Veggies with Wild Mushrooms served with Sachettes of Smoked Gouda and Pears:
John McCain’s Secret Weapon. August 29, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Politics and Society.
Tags: sarah palin, token woman
Today, Presidential Hopeful John McCain unleashed on the unsuspecting masses of American voters his Secret Weapon:
The disclosure of his choice of Alaska Governor Sarah Palin to be his VP running mate smacks of little more than pandering to those disaffected Hillary supporters who believe that the Numero Uno qualification for becoming the next President of the United States is being a woman.
Now, don’t get me wrong – we seriously need to get beyond the Boys Only mentality which has poisoned the American political process for lo these, oh, two hundred and thirty-odd years.
John, you doddering old hormone, what could you have been thinking? This girl was just learning to wear Big Girl Pants about the time you started farting dust into your Depends. And if you thought you looked old yesterday, wait ’till the Country sees you next to Herself over the course of the next two months.
And since you are sorta old and in, um, sub-optimal health, shouldn’t we all seriously consider what it would mean for our collective futures to have President Gidget handling the next global crisis to come down the pike?
Really, John, I know she shoots a mean hoop, but you just traded your “Obama’s too inexperienced” card for a handful of schwing voters who were probably already in your camp.
Personally, the last thing I look for in a VP is Teh Cutez.
But hey, what do I know.
Actually, I know this: a McCain/Palin ticket raises the specter of having another oil man woman in the Executive Branch of our government, one who would doubtless lobby hard for the opening of ANWAR to drilling, such deals being to the economic benefit of the dozens of people who live in Alaska.
Overall, my general take on the subject is that McCain’s choice of Governor Palin as a running mate will only garner votes from shallow fools who think with their Little Heads or don’t give a Rat’s Ass about the facts as they relate to their own and their children’s futures; it’s all about appearances and the smoke-and-mirrors of the modern political Carnival of Bullshit. And what American would fall for that?
Damn – I think I just scared myself.
A Flower For You. August 27, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Love and Death.
Tags: The Assassination of God.
From a morning spent up at McLeod’s Pond:
I cried on this particular morning; the road up into Catamount State Forest was “improved” this spring, and the lazy masses who now drive nearly to the Pond have already gone an astonishing way toward destroying this delicate wonder. A beautiful, lonesome pine silhouetted on a rocky point has been chopped half-way through, presumably in an attempt to feed a nearby smoldering “bonfire” of junk furniture which had been trucked in. Broken beer bottles litter the rocks where people usually sun and swim. An abandoned cooler reeked so vilely that I covered my mouth as I hurried past, not having the stomach to empty it out. Piles of garbage have sprung up all along the once pristine shore.
I carried out what I could, but it hardly made a dent.
I’ll never understand the hubris and disrespect and abject stupidity of people who treat our world this way, and fear that my pathetic efforts to undo their damage will be swept away like grains of sand from a storm ravaged beach.
Pray it isn’t so.
Dinner With TCR… August 27, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Dinner with TCR.
Tags: Happy Birthday to a beautiful girl!
…And Elder Progeny – a “last supper” before her return to Mount Holyoke for her senior year!
And oh, hey, yesterday was her 21st birthday, celebrated with Pagan Sphinx, Ultimate Spawn and Yours Truly at the Hope and Olive restaurant, one of our favorite troughs in the area. Happy Birthday, my beautiful young woman!
But back to tonight’s humbler repast, Mexican Chicken served with Kale and White Beans:
It’s not the Hope and Olive, but it was pretty guuuud!
Random Shots From My Valley. August 26, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.
Tags: noblesse oblige, owning our futures
Sometimes these things don’t come together in any coherent way. Sometimes they’re just photographs.
So here are some “just photographs” to tide you over until I think of something intelligent to say.
In other words, look long and hard, ’cause this may take a while!
The view from the hills on the way to work:
Yeah, I know, deja do. I told you this was gonna be a march…
Down by the river on a summer evening:
…Where the jewel weed grows waist high and succulent:
Listen: do you hear it? The music of this valley, born on the wind – the history, the spirit of the place, the ghosts of the past dimly in our midsts:
We ignore these things at our peril; we destroy them to our eternal shame.
I hope my forays into nature will encourage you to look up at the clouds, look down below your feet and look inside yourselves for the truth of our inextricable links to Mother Earth and Father Sky.
Because It’s been A While. August 25, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature.
Sunsets have been strangely bland this summer, or else astonishingly fleeting.
Here’s one which didn’t get away:
No adjustments there, just a slight crop.
I’m expecting to see more of these as Autumn approaches.
The Great And The Small. August 25, 2008Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death, macro photos.
Tags: lichen, oaks, us
Monumental oaks, passionately intertwined:
…and an otherworldly bloom of tiny (1/8-inch) pink fruit on a patina of baby blue lichen:
Different pages in the same book, the Book of Life.
Our page is in there, too.
Posted by littlebangtheory in Dinner with TCR.
Dinner Breakfast With TCR:
August 25, 2008
Tags: mushrooms, omelet, veggies
…The Hundred Yard diet edition!
Today, a very local omelet:
…made with local eggs, onions and hot peppers from my garden, and wild mushrooms from the roadside gathered on my way home from work.
Oh, and heirloom tomatoes, also from my garden.