Ghosting through

Trick cycling

2006-12-11T16:37:00.000Z

Trick cycling for beginingers

A good blog on depression.

Wills and writers

2006-10-31T12:46:00.000Z

the importance of wills

important and pass it on

A day in the life of the working poor-Japan

2006-09-20T13:29:00.000+01:00

Working poor in japan. I was one for a long time in Ireland.

Following on the heels of risutora (layoffs due to corporate restructuring) and domesuthikku baiorensu (domestic violence), another unpleasant English borrowing has found its way into the contemporary Japanese lexicon: Wakingu pua (working poor) appears on the cover of not one, but two business magazines in the same week.

A day in the life of the working poor-Japan

When the old rules change

2006-09-20T12:06:00.000+01:00

Then came the new run of cars that aren't worth buying used. They're poorly made to start with and they have fewer user-serviceable parts. Most of the "old grandpa" cars are gone. Add to that the new realities of emissions testing, smaller parking spaces, and changes in insurance, and suddenly doing things our old way is no longer an option.

When the old rules change

Imperial baby joins his mother

2006-09-08T10:19:00.000+01:00

I hope Princess Kiko remains in good health.

Imperial baby joins his mother
http://search.japantimes.co.jp/cgi-bin/nn20060908a4.html

Princess Kiko gives birth to boy. 1st heir to the Chrysanthemum Throne in 41 years
http://www.crisscross.com/jp/news/383384

Spoon theory

2006-09-05T11:40:00.000+01:00

As I tried to gain my composure, I glanced around the table for help or guidance, or at least stall for time to think. I was trying to find the right words. How do I answer a question I never was able to answer for myself? How do I explain every detail of every day being effected, and give the emotions a sick person goes through with clarity. I could have given up, cracked a joke like I usually do, and changed the subject, but I remember thinking if I don’t try to explain this, how could I ever expect her to understand. If I can’t explain this to my best friend, how could I explain my world to anyone else? I had to at least try.

The spoon theory

everyday terrible reality

2006-09-05T11:20:00.000+01:00

Of course, of course! This is exactly the kind of world in which I lived, this hostile society where anything can happen at any time and me, powerless to stop it.
beam-me-up-someone

Dignity, Not Modesty

2006-09-05T11:09:00.000+01:00

The problem with talk of "modesty" is the underlying implication, even if sometimes unintentional, that feminine beauty is shameful. I know it made me ashamed, and I certainly didn't get that from my parents. But this facet of "modesty" talk, if even admitted to exist, is quickly dismissed as accidental and of little significance compared to the all-important task of protecting men and boys from their helplessness before their own thoughts.
http://veronimitch.blogspot.com/2006/09/dignity-not-modesty.html

A Cradle Song

2006-09-05T10:46:00.000+01:00

The danann children laugh, in cradles of wrought gold,
And clap their hands together, and half close their eyes,
For they will ride the North when the ger-eagle flies,
With heavy whitening wings, and a heart fallen cold:
I kiss my wailing child and press it to my breast,
And hear the narrow graves calling my child and me.
Desolate winds that cry over the wandering sea;
Desolate winds that hover in the flaming West;
Desolate winds that beat the doors of Heaven, and beat
The doors of Hell and blow there many a whimpering ghost;
O heart the winds have shaken; the unappeasable host
Is comelier than candles before Maurya’s feet.
http://www.bartleby.com/146/7.html

In the grey skys of connaught you can see how he wrote this.

The Collar-bone of a Hare

2006-09-05T10:10:00.000+01:00

Would I could cast a sail on the water
Where many a king has gone
And many a king’s daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.

I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare
http://www.bartleby.com/148/5.html

A couple of thoughts on the poem,
you reach the celtic land of the dead by sea and yeats was traditional in these beliefs.
So I would see this singing of going home to the land of the dead and using the charm
of looking through the hare bone to see back to this ireland (where they marry in churchs compared to the old beliefs where you marry outside).

french terms

2006-09-05T10:02:00.000+01:00

Bel Esprit (French).
A vivacious wit; a man or woman of quick and lively parts, ready at repartee. (Plural, beaux esprits.)
http://www.bartleby.com/81/1627.html

Bel-à-faire-peur.
A handsome, daredevil of a fellow.
http://www.bartleby.com/81/1626.html

Be’jan.
A freshman or greenhorn. This term is employed in the French and Scotch universities, and is evidently a corruption of bec jaune (yellow beak), a French expression to designate a nestling or unfledged bird. In the university of Vienna the freshman is termed beanus, and in France footing-money is bejaunia.
http://www.bartleby.com/81/1625.html

Bayard (Chevalier),
Pierre du Terrail, a celebrated French knight (1476–1524). Le chevalier sans peur et sans reproche.
http://www.bartleby.com/81/1500.html

Between Bels two fires

2006-09-05T10:01:00.000+01:00

Between Bel’s two fires. Scylla on one side and Charybdis on the other. In Irish, Itter dha teine Bheil, in a dilemma. The reference is to the two fires kindled on May Eve in every village, between which all men and beasts devoted to sacrifice were compelled to pass.http://www.bartleby.com/81/1633.html

Bell phrases

2006-09-05T10:00:00.000+01:00

A ceremony in the greater excommunication introduced into the Catholic Church in the eighth century. After reading the sentence a bell is rung, a book closed, and a candle extinguished. From that moment the excommunicated person is excluded from the sacraments and even divine worship. 1 “Bell, book, and candle shall not drive not back.”—Shakespeare: King John, iii. 3. In spite of bell, book, and candle, i.e. in spite of all the opposition which the Christian hierarchy can offer. (See CURSING.) http://www.bartleby.com/81/1643.html

Give her the bells and let her fly. Don’t throw good money after bad; make the best of the matter, but do not attempt to bolster it up. When a hawk was worthless, the bells were taken off, and the bird was suffered to escape, but the advice given above is to “leave the bells” and let the hawk go.http://www.bartleby.com/81/1642.html

Ringing the bells backwards, is ringing a muffled peal. Backwards is often used to denote “in a contrary direction” (tout le contraire), as, “I hear you are grown rich—” “Yes, backwards.” To ring a muffled peal, is to ring a peal of sorrow, not of joy. 5 In olden times bells were rung backwards as a tocsin, or notice of danger. http://www.bartleby.com/81/1642.html

Massive pill price hike in the usa

2006-08-25T14:10:00.000+01:00

from 1 doller to 18 dollers. thats steep.
souless. And when your on a low wage the pill is hard to afford.

No one much noticed, but thousands of family-planning clinics across the country went into a tailspin last month. They were reacting to a drastic price increase by Ortho-McNeil, a major supplier of birth-control pills and maker of the popular contraceptive patch. The company used to charge publicly funded clinics as little as a penny a pack for the pills. Then, as of July 1, the price of some pills jumped to more than $18 a pack. Ortho’s move was apparently legal under federal pricing rules. But it’s anybody’s guess as to why the company chose to do this now, without giving the clinics any real notice.

http://www.feministe.us/blog/archives/2006/08/23/the-pill-price-hike/

Names

2006-08-25T13:55:00.000+01:00

Titular mess
I was annoyed now im pissed

pastel - something to read.

2006-08-03T14:57:00.000+01:00

Basic plot from Anime news network:

Tadano Mugi, a high-school student, falls in love with a girl, Tsukiyaki Yuu. When Yuu's father passes away, she and her sister are invited to move into Mugi's house by Mugi's father. Mugi and Yuu must then cope with the new challenges caused by living together and the growing relationship between them, as Yuu adapts to a new environment and Mugi struggles not to confess his feelings out of consideration for her situation.

http://homepage.hispeed.ch/aFFi/pastel.html

leda and the swan

2006-08-02T15:56:00.000+01:00

Leda and the swan
(writen by William Butler Yeats)
A SUDDEN blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?

http://www.ancientworlds.net/aw/Thread/454823
http://www.walnet.org/stanley_woods/muteswanz/leda.html

older bloggers

2006-07-20T15:15:00.000+01:00

http://www.timegoesby.net/weblog/
http://agelessmarketing.typepad.com/

Life in paris

2006-07-20T15:08:00.000+01:00

Life in paris.
I love the french language and their culture.
I know the bad points, but I don't care.

I love their food, their art, their writing, their cartoons.

Paris, je t'aime. Paris, je adore.
http://www.petiteanglaise.com.nyud.net:8080/
http://lacoquette.blogs.com/

Sweet Swan of Avon

2006-07-18T10:25:00.000+01:00

All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered—the trick is to discover them.—Galileo

This is a very very good review of a the book sweet swan of avon .
It will really make you want to get the book.
I love reviews where the person loved the book.

http://blog.guykawasaki.com/2006/07/the_sweet_swan_.html

tadalist

2006-07-17T16:42:00.000+01:00

http://www.tadalist.com/

Jana’s Journal and Sketchbook

2006-07-17T14:58:00.000+01:00

http://janabouc.wordpress.com/

found the shop, Castle in the Air, that carries Noodler’s Ink (highly touted by artists in the Every Day Matters group as the only waterproof ink that won’t clog fountain pens and great for use in the Lamy Safari pen). The gentleman working there insisted that Noodlers is not waterproof and showed me his smeared sample of the ink that he’d brushed with water (in a cool little handmade book with samples of all their many, many inks). While he was persuasive and fun to talk to (being another art supply lover and an artist) I decided to buy the ink and try it for myself.

Someone whose children are in lebanon

2006-07-14T10:24:00.000+01:00

My kids were supposed to stay in Beirut with their dad´s family for 2 weeks, then they would travel on to spend some holiday with their paternal aunt (who married a Jordanian citizen) in Amman, diving a few days in Aqaba and at the Saudi border, and then perhaps travel on to another paternal aunt in the United Arab Emirates (their cousin married a UAE citizen last year).Now my kids are in deep s..., because the zionist occupation forces have bombed Lebanon, killing several civilians, destroying important bridges and smashing two runways of Beirut International Airport. Fatima sent me an SMS around half past 6 in the morning, telling me they love me and they are alright. I´ve told her back thru SMS to get the hell out of Lebanon on the next cab, but received no answer. Internet shops are out of question, as are phones, because the zionists bombed electricity power stations, too.

http://safiaaoude.blogspot.com/2006/07/holiday-hell-cutting-off-lebanon-from.html

2006-07-14T10:04:00.000+01:00

Israel invades Lebanon

Geist: I wish Israel would just stop bombing, rocketing and killing people and children.

Voices from lebanon
http://ramziblahblah.blogspot.com/2006/07/are-you-happy-now.html
http://blog.thermo-police.net/2006/07/showdown.html
http://yalibnan.com/site/archives/2006/07/syria_is_bigges.php

Most of the casualties are between 18 months to 12 years of age, a blatant sign that the "democracy" of Israel has no value for civilian life, infant or otherwise. The lack of humanity on the part of the Israelis is beyond a question of disproportionate. Murdering innocent civilians aimlessly is criminal behavior at its worst, and has done nothing but strengthen the recently withering power of Hizbullah. -Yalibnan

http://yalibnan.com/site/archives/2006/07/death_toll_in_l.php

I was taken ten years back yesterday.It was back in high school, last year of it. I don't remember laughing as much as I did that year. Choked laughter in class, laughing out loud while getting kicked out of the class by my Biology teacher and the tricks we played in the day light and dark.

I think it hit really hard that April.I was addicted to school. My life rotated around my friends and that school. It was my escape, away from the pain that the house brought, the severe fits of missing my dad and the panic of "what's next".They left the village and came to our house in Beirut, announcing reality.I felt the world closing down on me:What do you mean I can't go to school?What do you mean we have 4 families at the house?What do you mean I have to give up my bed?What do you mean it's going to be weeks before normal life kicks back in?I cried like a kid who kicks and screams in refusal to go to school. But on the contrary, I want to run to school. I sobbed because my world was closing down on me, because I felt claustrophobic in that full house, because I couldn't see Mel's face that makes me laugh my heart out, because I can't walk to school.

It hit hard with Qana. Seeing the bodies, the skull-less infant, the weeping mothers, the .....I listened to my mom's hysteria, to my jiddo's " La 7awla wala Qwa Ila Bil lah" to his palm meeting his beloved palm, to the screams ..... and everything went numb...

http://compulsiveyearnings.blogspot.com/2006/07/numbness-calling-late.html

http://www.beirutbeltway.com/

latin quote of the day (takes summer holidays)

2006-07-13T16:17:00.000+01:00

http://arb0rv1tae.typepad.com/bookworm/
http://www.righthandpointing.com/latin/