Wednesday, 5 June 2013

The Petawawa Diaries: Wednesday, June 5th

The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea. -Isak Dinesen (pen name of Karen Blixen), author (1885-1962)



Hi Sam and Nicole, et al! Lovely to see you again, Sam, and to meet Nicole, of course. Sorry that it has taken me some time to send along these snaps. No excuses but plenty of reasons!

Colin and/or Maya, please forward any snaps to other family members. It was great to be able to have a chance to see Liam and Nora and Jamie and to visit with Ian, having missed him in Vancouver, fairly recently. Please thank him, again, on my behalf, for the ride back to Wildwood Park and for the unbelievably delicious carrot cake he made and brought to Noreen's! Since it was gluten-free, Cora Lee was rather grumpy when I told her about it, once home in Vancouver! Short but pleasant visit with Noreen. All this punctuated with a deer strolling down sidewalk across the street. Fondestos and Cheers to one and all, Patrizzio!


Hi Colin! First message was too large for cityedu mail account! Cheers, Patrizzio! 

Hi again, Colin! I suppose you have changed your email and one I have forwards to one that won't accept file! Cheers, Patrizzio! 


Thanks for that. Absolutely amazing. I will share this with some of my other e-mail "pen pals". You must have seen & understood something about Japanese culture while you & Corinne visited there. The Japanese must be praised for their traditional love & respect of nature & their meticulous attention to detail. "In the same vein", I sent this off years ago to some of my pen pals & I hope you enjoy the performance.



Hi Spumoni!

Just a quick note to thank you again for the fantabulous meal on Sunday and the few overlefts I was able to eat on Friday. Believe me, I was more than sorry not to be able to put a larger dent in the wonderful stuff I found, screaming, "Eat me! Eat me first!" I'm staying with you next time so hope my room is now ready!

Enjoyed having Grogg stay. Just sorry weather wasn't a tad nicer for him, traffic lighter. However, already too, too many Winnipegers here already without luring more. Fondestos to one and all. Cheers, Patrizzio!


Thanks for the pictures of the boys, I just put as my desktop on my computer, as I don’t have a new one of them together. Pam

PS:  Might be coming to Vancouver the week of June 24, just seeing if I need to come for work.  Will know for sure next week.

I can't believe I used to drive them to elementary/daycare!! Where did the time go!! They are very handsome!! xx

They look so grown up and handsome!

Hi Patrizio!

I trust you are out these days riding around the city / countryside on your bike? Great weather for it! Just a note to say I phoned Merna (Myrna) last week to see if the flowers I sent had actually arrived and asked her if she had checked her emails.. Her reply was no, so I asked her to please check them and that you had sent her an email with pictures attached.

She seemed a bit down and I discovered that Bob needs to have an operation in July as he has testicular cancer. The results of his tests weren't known while I was visiting and when the news was told to them, this was a shock for both of them.. (his father died at a younger age of the same thing) So, here's hoping the operation clears the cancer. Yikes. Hope all is well with you and Corrine? Cheers! J Wo (Penny is P Lo)

P, thanks for the bridge laster-even and the malt. I enjoyed the cards. I hope we were not too hard on our Croatian friend. Were you going to choose a date ((June 23, 30, 7 July) for the NRBC before you jump the pond. Mark is out so we wont worry about accommodating him. Enjoy your ride today. Hello to Ray. Friday may be my next opportunity. W


NRBCers, please remove my telus address  from all of your email systems.I would hate to miss any of the banter. Thanks, G 

Hi Pat Yes I need to empty email! In Calgary for meetings right now. Will try to open your file later today. Thanks cheers Colin 

Sigmund Freud revolutionized modern thought with his theories -- including his belief in the symbolic nature of dreams. Many contemporary researchers disagree:

"In
The Interpretation of Dreams, [Sigmund Freud] argued that, far from being random events, dreams were full of hidden meanings that were projections of the dreamer's secret hopes and wishes. In effect, Freud identified the subconscious, a realm of thought beyond the mind's control that colors our desires and intentions. Every night when a person went to sleep, Freud said, the mind cloaked these thoughts in symbols that could be uncovered and interpreted with the help of a therapist. Without dreams, our unconscious concerns would be so overwhelming that few of us could function. ...

"Perhaps unfairly, Freud's theories soon became reduced to the view that everything in a dream had a sexual meaning that reflected and uncovered long-repressed urges from childhood. One review of Freudian literature found that by the middle of the twentieth century, analysts had identified 102 stand-ins for the penis in dreams and ninety-five symbols for the vagina. Even opposites -- flying and falling -- were called symbols for sex. Freudians pointed out fifty-five images for the act of sex itself, twenty-five icons of masturbation, thirteen figures of breasts, and twelve symbols for castration.

 


"[In the mid-twentieth century], dream research [became] stagnant until a psychology professor at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland named Calvin Hall decided to catalog what people dream about. Hall spent more than thirty years gathering dream reports from everyone who would share them. By the time he died in 1985, Hall had synopses of more than fifty thousand dreams from people of all age groups and nationalities. From this large database, he created a coding system that essentially treated each dream like it was a short story. He recorded, among other things, the dream's setting, its number of characters and their genders, any dialogue, and whether what happened in the dream was pleasant or frightening. He also noted basics about each dreamer as well, such as age, gender, and where the person lived.

"Hall introduced the world of dream interpretation to the world of data. He pored through his dream collection, bringing numbers and statistical rigor into a field that had been split into two extremes. He tested what was the most likely outcome of, say, dreaming about work. Would the dreamer be happy? Angry? And would the story hew close to reality or would the people in the dream act strange and out of character? If there were predictable outcomes, then maybe dreams followed some kind of pattern. Maybe they even mattered.

 



"Hall's conclusion was the opposite Freud's: far from being full of hidden symbols, most dreams were remarkably straightforward and predictable. Dream plots were consistent enough that, just by knowing the cast of characters in a dream, Hall could forecast what would happen with surprising accuracy. A dream featuring a man whom the dreamer doesn't know in real life, for instance, almost always entails a plot in which the stranger is aggressive. Adults tend to dream of other people they know, while kids usually dream of animals. About three out of every four characters in a man's dream will be other men, while women tend to encounter an equal number of males and females. Most dreams take place in the dreamers' homes or offices and, if they have to go somewhere, they drive cars or walk there. And not surprisingly, college students dream about sex more often than middle-aged adults. 

"Hall's research deflated the idea that dreams are surreal.

"The plot may not follow any logical order and characters may have strange requests, but the dream world isn't that far from reality. More important, dreams tend to be unpleasant. Hall found that the average dream is filled with characters who were aggressive, mean, or violent. Dreamland, in short, sounds a lot like the worst days of middle school. ...


"[But disagreement remains over the purpose of dreams. In one theory], Ernest Hartmann, a professor at the Tufts University School of Medicine, ... sees dreams as a form of built-in nocturnal therapy. In dreams, he says, the mind takes what is new or bothersome and blends it into what the brain already knows, making the new information seem less novel or threatening. ... Hartmann argues that the life of early man was filled with the kind of traumas -- watching friends gored by animals with sharp tusks or fall through holes in the ice and drown, just to give you two possibilities -- that few people experience today. Those who were able to regain their emotional balance after living through a traumatic event were more likely to survive over the long run than those who dwelled on the negative."
  David K. Randall, Dreamland, W.W. Norton & Company, 2012




Tuesday, 4 June 2013

The Petawawa Diaries; Tuesday, June 4th

In the face of suffering, one has no right to turn away, not to see. -Elie Wiesel, writer, Nobel laureate (b. 1928) 


Pat/George, Anybody riding tomorrow? Ray Ray, Sorry, looks like I am not riding tomorrow. Enjoy, G

Hi Robo Man! If I'm able to ride I can only go after 1:00pm as we are picking up Corinne's sister, Patti, and brother-in-law, Gavin, at YVR tomorrow around noon. They might be interested in a jaunt around SP but it will depend on how they feel, I assume. They are coming from China. 


For my part, I managed 110.2 K over 5:16:44, AVG 20.8 KPH, MAX 55.5 KPH with six PPH loops. First circuit was on the Seawall, just below start of hill as there was some tree work going on and road was closed. Since I couldn't touch the ground I opted for Siwash Rock instead! Lovely, lovely day so distance seemed to almost whiz by.

I gather Whirlygig is out but if you are interested in an afternoon outing, give me a shout tomorrow morning and we can set a time/meeting place. Cheers, Patrizzio!



Finally! A decent restaurant has opened a block from my front door...Sofi...and it is a Greek place!!

Thank you for life lessons. Cheers Moe


Hello all, Ruined in Italy Well, we’re here!!   Landed in Rome on Wednesday, and caught a shuttle bus to our hotel, where we had a much needed clean-up before heading out in search of food and drink.  After sustenance and a nice Chianti, it was time for bed.

Thursday – Took a bus to the Termini station and caught the train to Paestum.  Had to change in Naples, and finally arrived in Paestum.  Hotel info on internet site said hotel was 3 km from the station – but didn’t mention that was as the crow flies.  No sidewalks here, so you would be dragging your suitcases down the middle of the busy road.  We took a cab. Hotel is very nice, and is close to the beach.  After settling in, we went for a walk towards the town, but were diverted by an enticing path to the beach.  Walked back along the beach until we came to a creek (yes, we had crossed a bridge on the way).  Either all the way back, or ford the stream, so off came the shoes.  After continuing down the beach for a ways, we decided that we must have reached as far as our hotel, so we headed inland.  Actually, we had gone way past our hotel.  As we walked back along the road, we came to the place where we should have turned off.  Went in to see it, and also found a pizza place and a store.  Bought mortadella, provolone, bread, and wine, and went back to the hotel.  Had a picnic on our balcony, and were treated to a great fireworks display next door – I think it was for a wedding.  The fireworks lasted for over 20 minutes, and were quite spectacular.  Great way to finish a day.

Friday – Walked to the ruins.  At least 5km., plus another 2 or 3 km walking around the site. Three largely intact Greek temples – one pre-dating the Parthenon.  Plus Roman ruins, such as houses, baths, a forum, etc.  Price of admission also included the archeological museum, where most of the delicate objects from the site were displayed.  Walked back to the hotel, freshened up, and went for a pizza at the place on the beach.  I love the 4 cheese pizza here – it includes parmesan and gorgonzola.  Two pizzas plus wine – 20 euros.   Not bad.  Another wedding on at the hotel, and more fireworks – not as spectacular as last night’s, but OK.


Saturday – Travel day.  Had breakfast, then packed up and took a cab to the train station.  Caught the train to Salerno, where we had to switch to one for Naples.  From Naples, we caught the Circumvesuviana to Sorrento, and from there the shuttle bus to the hotel.  La Solera is as nice as we remember it, complete with complimentary bottle of wine.  We eat in the dining room that night, as we are rather late due to many transfers en-route, and won’t make it into town before most everything is closed.

Sunday  -  After a leisurely breakfast (fantastic buffet spread), we take the shuttle into town, and wander around the old part.  Too many shops, all of which Jo-Anne has to visit.  We eventually make our way down to the harbour, and rather than take the hundreds of stairs back up (Sorrento is perched on a cliff), take the elevator.  Then it was back to one of the stores that sold provisions so we could stock up before returning to the hotel.  Back at the hotel, we put on our gear and headed to the pool for a quick dip – damn quick, as the water was very cold!!  Went back to the room and had a balcony picnic overlooking the Bay of Naples – Mortadella! Parmesan! And of course, vino rosso – a Barolo.  Great way to finish the day.


Monday – Another travel day – this time to Rome. -Colin
Glad to hear the 27th works. Looking forward to it. Saw Lynn L. last night with Anne Piternick and we had a good chat. Not sure how a soul as simple as I could be thought to have "tricked' a man as worldly and street smart as you in such a thing as a silent auction. Remember the rug is a Worhol design. I think you got it for less than I paid in a previous WF silent auction for another Warhol rug with ladies purses on it. Joan didn't like it but has gotten over it. I think yours is nicer. Want to trade?  See you on Thurs at the WF launch at Dockside? Cheers....Paul

 Dear Four Sheets ( your Snuneymuxw name has now been shortened by me due to my curt nature): It was, indeed, a genuine pleasure to host such an affable group of gentlemen. Natalia and I, too, had a good time. For sure, more time was needed to explore the area: Piper's Lagoon, Neck Point Park, Westwood Lake, etc. One day...




That being said, too bad we had to read such a trite novel that stole me away from finishing the deck staining! Best, Kurt 


Monday, 3 June 2013

The Petawawa Diaries: Monday, June 3rd

Every increased possession loads us with new weariness. -John Ruskin, author, art critic, and social reformer (1819-1900) 

Hello Natalia and Kurt!

Just a brief executive summary, (Full field report to follow, as time allows!), note to thank you both, ever so much, for your more than generous, generous hospitality and
alloggio stellare! The weekend was far too, too short, (I bemoan, as I'm sure do others, the lack of time to play any bridge but trust on another occasion, in the very near future, we will do so!), passing in a blur of truly remarkable food, unending cascades of hootch, outpourings of fine music, (with the slight exception of an overproduced album by some unknown), and scintillating conversations. (The fact that the NRBC selezione, The Nieces Nephews, was discussed, at all, on the Grand Patio, was, in and of itself, extraordinary!)  It was a delight to meet you, Natalia, and thank you again for your warm welcome and the pleasure of your easy going personality, in marked and sharp contradistinction to that of the crusty, peevish, blustering, quarrelsome, chloeric Laird of Wrathslair, Il Duce di Nicotina.


Again, thanks aplenty and muchly for hosting the marvellous weekend. I trust all will go well with the remaining projects, ( SMETTERE di FUMARE, Il Duce! Vi Sfido, IDIOTA DISTRUTTIVO!), yet to be undertaken/completed. Fondestos and Cheers, Il Condutore!

Kurt, thanks again for hosting, and to Natalia as well.  I enjoyed the company hanging out on your deck accomplishing nothing of any significance, and the food Natalia put together was superb. Guy

Bridge insult quotation: "if you are accused in a court of law of being able to play bridge I'll defend you for free."  - source unknown. 


sounds like a really nice time, but more importantly, what is the next book (given the rarity of the Muddy Waters book)? Or are we still undecided? VL

 Patrick, You are trying to make those of us who could not come to Kurt's mansion jealous. That is not fair. Cheers.

You should be very jealous! You missed an amazing weekend!  Fortunately we were able to eat and drink your shares as well as our own, thereby ensuring that Kurt and Natalia weren't burdened by a fridge full of over-lefts... ^) 8^) cheers, Mark Thanks Mark for salting the wound. Moe

To Moe and all other non-attendees of the NRBC Naniamo Bridge Retreat and Food Fest! All's fair in love, literature and contract bridge. Whining about a missed opportunity, after the fact, is not to be entertained. Mean Streets. Hard Nose the Highway, Lads! Cheers, Patrizzio, Sole Distributor of Wreck Beach Salt!

Dear Zoo Keeper or Wildebeest or Great White or Spotted Prawn, I'm not sure which!

Glad to hear that you made it safely back to the game/tank enclosure! Just for your information, I had 83.4 K over 4:46:41, AVG 17.4 KPH, MAX 57.8 KPH, for the cumulative figures for Saturday and Sunday. Roughly 35-36 K to Horseshoe Bay from the Heartbreak Terrace, then about 4.1 K, (Il Duce's figure.), to Resedenza di Natalia from Departure Bay, to give approximately 40 K for one way trip. Figures are a bit more for me as they included some dipsy doodling until I was rescued on the fringes of Sherwood Forest and then again while I circled while you attempted to fix/re-inflate your tire. Hope we can manage another ride before we both take off on our respective hols. Let  me know what might work over next week(s), or so and we'll plan accordingly! Cheers, Il Conduttore!

Pics: Thought I'd include some of your "art" shots as well as you outdoing me, talking with two hands, as opposed to my one gesticulating limb!


Dear Rumpole!

Thank you for your most generous, kind and thoughtful offer of pro bono publico representation for the NRBC members' bridge endeavours. Fortunately, only Whirlygig and I will be in need of your expert services. Il Duce di Nicotina and Marcus Aurelius will never be accused of being able to play bridge but will surely require a criminal lawyer as a fatal crime of passion, given their superheated exchanges this past Saturday, is inevitable. Thank you again, my Esteemed Sir. I remain, as ever and always, Patrizzio "Jacoby Transfer" Dunn! Pic: Il Sigaretta?


From 1967 until their breakup in 1972, Creedence Clearwater Revival ("CCR") was a tour de force in the American music world. The band, lead by frontman John Fogerty, released seven studio albums, six of which received Platinum recognition from the Recording Industry Association of America. Nine of their singles hit the top 10 in the Billboard Hot 100 chart, including "Proud Mary," "Bad Moon Rising," and "Down on the Corner." (Incredibly, five of their songs hit #2, but not one ever hit #1. That's the most #2 hits of any group to never have a #1 song.) When the group broke up at what seemed to be a bright future ahead of them, Fogerty himself started off on a solo career.
 

And got sued for sounding too much like himself.

The CCR breakup wasn't all that friendly, to say the least. The band never reunited except for a set at band member (and John's brother) Tom Fogerty's wedding. But John Fogerty's bigger problems were with Fantasy, Inc., the band's label. For Fogerty and Fantasy -- and, more importantly, for Fogerty and Fantasy CEO Saul Zaentz -- breaking up was hard to do. On Fogerty's first notable solo album, Centerfield, the artist took two potshots at Zaentz by way of song, titling two of the eleven songs as "Zanz Kant Danz" and "Mr. Greed." Zaentz took exception to this and threatened a defamation suit against Fogerty; Fogerty changed the title of the first song to "Vanz Kant Danz" to reduce the threat. But another claim was on the way: copyright infringement.


Fantasy owned the rights to the CCR song "Run Through the Jungle"
, which the band released in April of 1970. Fogerty wrote and produced the song, and he was the lead vocalist and lead guitarist on it as well. One of the songs on Centerfield, titled "The Old Man in the Road" (here's the music video), sounded a lot like "Run Through the Jungle" -- at least to Zaentz and company. They filed a lawsuit claiming that the latter was a ripoff of the former -- "alleging that 'The Old Man in the Road' was just 'Run Through the Jungle' with different words," as a subsequent court decision would note. The jury disagreed. As mental_floss noted, Fogerty argued that "the two songs may have sounded somewhat similar, but they were both variations on his signature 'swamp rock' style. Simply put, of course two John Fogerty songs sounded the same."



The case made legal history for another reason as well. Fogerty's triumph came at a massive cost -- huge attorney's fees. But it was unclear whether Fantasy should be held responsible for Fogerty's legal bills. That question went to the Supreme Court, who decided by 9-0 decision that Fogerty (and his new label, Warner Bros.) were entitled to reimbursement.

Bonus fact : Fogerty's song "Centerfield" (from the album of the same name) holds a unique distinction -- it's in the National Baseball Hall of Fame. Twenty-five years after the song's release, Fogerty performed the song at the Hall's annual induction ceremony and donated the baseball bat-shaped guitar he used to record the song to the Hall. Per Wikipedia, the song now plays continuously at the Hall of Fame.





Feld of Wrath: Sunday, June 2nd

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. -Emily Bronte, novelist (1818-1848) 


Hi Pat - good to see you Friday night - hope the rug is blending in.
As suspected, we have a Jazz Fest concert the night of June 26th but we are free on the 27th if that is still a possibility. Thanks for the invite and hope it works out. Cheers....Paul



Hi Paolo!

Grand time indeed at Dram! Luckily, I had two sherpas to carry rug on walk home, all downhill so quite pleasant, while I clutched the Silent Auction malt, Ticks All the Boxes, apparently from Dufftown’s oldest distillery, Mortlach, 26 years old, 60.1%, a bargain at $300, (most expensive bottle I've ever bought but for a great cause, of course), only $65 more than retail price!

The rug is another matter, however. Cora Lee is not at all amused or pleased as she claims it doesn't "go" with our decor. Fortunately, I'm off the hook as she is far more annoyed with you than she is with me, feeling, rightly so, that you tricked me into bidding above you. I'd watch out for grand glass and/or arsenic in your food on the 27th of June! If you decide to chance it, plan to arrive around 6:00ish with a taster, having put your affairs in order beforehand!

Cheers, Patrizzio!

PS: Construction Zone outside our patio,. If access is still restricted by the 27th come to front entrance of building, on 3rd floor, (up flight of stairs, to left of garage entrance, from parking lot), and we'll buzz you in.
 
Pat, Thanks again for being part of an amazing weekend! 8^) cheers, Mark 




Nadienka Wyss Off to Barçelona! Adiö :
 Patrick James Dunn Off para rodar alrededor Stanley Park! ¡Salud!

People, (this time my sister Glenna), keep sending me messages & sometimes I think they're worth forwarding. 



Hi Filmer!

Here is a test for you and I expect you to answer honestly! Cheers, Patrizzio!


Careful with that feather!
 

Saturday, 1 June 2013

Feld of Wrath: Saturday, June 1st

I am about to - or I am going to - die; either expression is used. -Dominique Bouhours, grammarian (1632-1702) 


Walking is also an ambulation of mind. -Gretel Ehrlich, novelist, poet, and essayist (b. 1946)

Dear Critics! I beg of you, craven knaves, it is "Holier-than-Thouness", foist and foremoist. Then the HIT Man did a tune-up lasterday, solo mio, forlornly, following the Stanley Park PPHL 7 times, (for Buona Fortuna, it goes without saying), to arrive back at The Heartache Terrace with 103.1 K over 4:45:48, AVG 21.6 KPH, MAX 54.4 KPH, for best ride since returning from Tinsel Town/The Peg. No sluggards or malingerers to slow me down!

Much malt talk on ferry. Until we three meet again. Cheers, Il Conduttore! Pic: In case The Bull joins us to HB!




Kurt,

as the plan stands now we (Pat, Mark & me) will be on the 12:50 ferry arriving at your digs on our bikes as soon as we can get there from the ferry. Call or text if you need more info. 7NT, G

Thanks for the update. I just hope that not all the booze has gotten drunk by the time you get here!--Kurt
















Friedrich Nietzsche, the German philosopher best known today for his statement "that which does not kill us makes us stronger," was an early convert to the pessimism of Schopenhauer. Yet by 1876, at the age of thirty-two, he had radically changed his philosophy -- and adopted a philosophy that revered Ubermenschen ( which can be translated as "supermen"), men who pursued lives of adventure and exhilaration, but only after suffering in pursuit of that life:

 
"What had ... helped to change Nietzsche's outlook was his reflection on the few individuals throughout history who appeared genuinely to have known ful­filled lives; individuals who could fairly have been described -- to use one of the most contested terms in the Nietzschean lexicon -- as Ubermenschen.

"The notoriety and absurdity of the word owe less to Nietzsche's own philosophy than to his sister Elisabeth's subsequent enchant­ment with National Socialism ('that vengeful anti-Semitic goose', as Friedrich described her long before she shook the Fuhrer's hand), and the unwitting decision by Nietzsche's earliest Anglo-Saxon translators to bequeath to the Ubermensch the name of a legendary cartoon hero.


 





Help the BEST food truck in the world OUT!!!!!
If a vegetarian of 12 years could eat BACON from this truck, so should you!!!!








Hot dog and roast chestnut stands have been a staple of Vancouver street life for years.
Since 2010, Council has been expanding the options for food permits to include more diverse and nutritious choices, and more accessible locations.
With the addition of 15 new vendors in May of 2013, there are a total of 114 food cart vendors permitted to operate on Vancouver's streets, offering food that is healthy, interesting, convenient, culturally diverse, and delicious.





Launching June 23, and running until Sept.22, the second annual Food Cart Fest features more than 20 top food carts every Sunday at a new location at W. 1st Ave. near Cambie Bridge.













Dear Duplicadoes! Doubled! Cheers, Patrizzio! Pic: For the Nicotine Fiend!

Hi Groggage!

Funny, I am off, shortly, to ride to Horseshoe Bay, with Whirlygig, as we are off to Nanaimo to have our Book Club meeting on Sunday. Playing bridge this afternoon and evening. Staying with a friend of Giorgio's, Kurt. Had thought about riding up to see you two but have to be back on Sunday as Patti/Gavin are visiting. Coming from China.

Sarge, Big Al, Heraldo, (Colleen's Dad), Dave, (Maya's ex), all went to Dram Come True last night at Hycroft. Wonderful evening and some stupendous malts.

Starting to feel pretty good, thanks. Yesterday, solo mio, (Whirlygig and Robo Ray begged off!), following the Stanley Park Prospect Point Hill Loop 7 times, (for Buona Fortuna, it goes without saying), to arrive back at The Heartache Terrace with 103.1 K over 4:45:48, AVG 21.6 KPH, MAX 54.4 KPH, for best ride since returning from Tinsel Town/The Peg. No sluggards or malingerers to slow me down.

Fond regards and best wishes to The Range Rider. Cheers, Il Conduttore!

Pics: Isaac Brock reunion dinner; Filmer/Sally, my cousin. I stayed with them. Kaitlyn, Scott, her boyfriend, Travis, S's/F's daughter/son. Los Horridos!


Good day Gentlemen,

my apologies for this late notice but I got called in for my on-call job today so I will not be making the trip to Mr. Rathfelder's plantation aka sugarland. I read Brothers Sisters per the pledge of the NRBC to actually read the books, and my only opinion is that it's not my kinda book so I'm looking forward to the next book which I'm assuming is the elusive Muddy Waters bio? Or are we changing it because there aren't many copies around to loan? With love and affection, VL

Thanks for letting me know, Victor. Make money...much more an important endeavour! Glad to see that you've read the book. Kurt

Dear Pat: I have been authorized by Nanaimo's First Nations tribe, the Snuneymuxw, to bestow upon you a First Nations-type name: Four-Sheets-to-the-Wind. Hoping you a speedy and safe trip to our sacred lands. Yours truly, Idle No More (too busy making beds!)
I'll be in Victoria tonight to see my sister's brother and some nieces and neice's sisters. I plan to drive up to the Wrathslair tomorrow morning to meet with nrbc brethren and any interloping members of the sisterhood  who may present themselves.  I confess I lack Misha's ambition for a dawn departure.  If it won't be too late, I see arriving about 11ish by motor, so no pick up at ferry terminal required.  Guy

As many of you may know, Pig on the Street recently had their generator stolen from them, right before the busy summer season started! This makes me and many of their other loyal friends and customers angry, so I decided to kickstart a fundraiser to help them get back on their feet! You can always make more money..but those sandiwches are irreplaceable! Krissy and Mark put so much love into what they do, so lets give some back! xo  

Help the BEST food truck in the world OUT!!!!!
If a vegetarian of 12 years could eat BACON from this truck, so should you!!!!
My little sister has gone off the deep end of the vegan dock this time...but let's do this for bacon!! Who's with me!!!!!
The astonishing physiology of the eye:
  
"A trip through an eyeball, [starts] from the pupil, where light enters, [and goes] to the back of the eye. Here, the retina is the layer of the eye's wall that includes the photoreceptor cells -- the rods and cones -- that capture light energy and change it into the electrical language of the nervous system. The rod cells provide black-and-white vision and detect motion, and the cone cells send signals for color. The retina also has cell layers that transmit the light signals to the optic nerve, which sends the information to the part of the brain that interprets the input as a visual image. The comparison of the human eye to an old-fashioned camera is apt -- the back of the retina is like a sheet of photographic film. ... 

"Each eye has 100 million ... long, skinny [rod] cells, and each has about two thousand translucent discs that fold inward from the surrounding cell membrane, making the rod look a little like an electric toothbrush. The aligned discs resemble toothbrush bristles at one end, and a neural connection at the other end of the cell that goes to the brain corresponds to the part of the toothbrush that plugs into a power outlet.

"Embedded in the rod's folded discs are many molecules of a pigment called rhodopsin, which actually provides vision. Each rhodopsin molecule is built of a protein part called opsin and an­other, smaller part made from vitamin A, called retinal. A flash of light lasting mere trillionths of a second changes the shape of the retinal, which in turn changes the shape of the opsin. The change in opsin triggers chemical reactions that signal the nearby optic nerve, which stimulates the visual cortex in the brain. In this way, each of the 100 million rods and 3 million cones of a human eye contrib­utes a tiny glimpse of a scene, which the brain then integrates into an image.

"To see the world as a continuous panorama, rather than a series of disconnected snapshots, rhodopsin must quickly reform after it changes in response to light. In dim light this happens slowly, and the rhodopsin is recycled inside the eye. But in very bright light, rhodopsin contorts too fast to fully recover. This is why we are tem­porarily blinded when walking out of a dark theater, to which our rhodopsin has adapted, into bright sunshine. 

It is also why we tell children to eat their carrots, because vitamin A deficiency causes night blindness. Cones work in a similar way, but instead of rho­dopsin, they use three other visual pigments that are sensitive to different wavelengths of light, and interpret the hues of red, green, and blue that color our world. Mammals other than humans and our primate cousins have only two types of cones, which restricts the color palette available to them. ... 

"In a layer of cells next to [the rods and cones] called the retinal pigment epithelium (RPE) is a caretaker of sorts for the rods and cones, removing wastes while absorbing stray light rays that might otherwise bounce around the eyeball, creating meaningless flashes. The RPE's most important job is to store vitamin A. It uses a protein, called RPE65, to activate the vitamin, forming the retinal essential for black-and-white vision." Ricki Lewis, The Forever Fix, St. Martin's Griffin, 2012