Category Archives: General Thoughts

General thoughts and random ramblings

Immature Loon

Immature Loon

The other day I went down to one of my favorite little walks, Bells Neck in Harwich.  I got out of the car and walked towards the herring ladder.  There is a pool of water above the flume, a little smooth inlet away from the main pond.  I saw a bird between the parking lot and the water, a largish bird.  Not eagle big, or Great Blue Heron big, but something with the body the size of a Canadian Goose but a much shorter neck.

I walked pretty close, and it only half watched me.  But then I got Fiyero out of the car and it lifted it’s head and kept a sharp, red eye on the dog.

I wasn’t sure what it was, but it looked familiar.  I thought “Loon”, but it was the wrong color.  Besides, I had never seen a Loon on the Cape.  In Canada and northern Maine, sure, but Cape Cod?  Nope. Continue reading

If We Were Having Coffee on the 17th of June

Moog and Morning Coffee

Hello and Welcome!  Come on in and I’ll get you a nice large mug of a very strong French Roast, a cuppa tea or other beverage.  It’s a nice day and will be relatively warm.  Pretty much typical mid to late June weather.  The nights are cool (though they’ll be above average this week) and the days pleasantly warm.  And where are we?  Some may recognize the photo at the top to mean that we are in New Hampshire.

It was one of those weeks that I hardly remember what happened.  It seems like there was something constantly going on, so I didn’t get much done, and yet the only thing I remember is Tuesday’s Lions’ Club meeting/June cookout.  The first half of the week was sweltering, but the second half nice.  I have a huge amount of writing piling up and feel behind.  There is a lot of work around the house screaming to be done (I did do some over the week) and a couple of dogs screaming to be walked and played with.  I think they still have extra energy stored from the days that were too hot to have them out much. Continue reading

Bob Dylan Post Revisited (AKA – Plagiarism Day Man #1 & 2)

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The other day I did a post about Bob Dylan’s Nobel Lecture.  While I think it is still a great read and a great listen, in some ways classic Dylan, I have also discovered that some people think he plagiarized at least part of it.

First, in the past when it was pointed out that some of his lyrics and much of his earliest music, seem to be pretty similar to existing works, he pointed out that there was a long tradition in folk music (and jazz) to quote existing works.  This is true.  Some of his earliest songs work because of these quotes.  There are some who think he never did an original thing, that he is complete phony.  Of course, I’ve never heard that his classics, like “Blowing in the Wind”, “The Times They are a Changin'”, “Mr. Tambourine Man”, “Positively 4th Street”, or anything off of Highway 61 Revisited are plagiarized in any way.  But some think they are all phony and awful. Continue reading

Words Unsaid

Been busy and have no poem for today (yet), so I decided to go back a couple of years and found this. And I still want to know….

Trent's World (the Blog)

Josie-n-me

The words unsaid
Are the loudest, I find
For what you don’t tell me
Rattles my mind
And the color of void
If you didn’t know
Is sparkling bright
Like a giant rainbow
Don’t go and hide
The words I must know
For telling me naught
Worries me so
So please tell me now
For the sake of my head
All of those words
That you’ve left unsaid

As the photo implies, I’m waiting for Josie to whisper her kitty nothings in my ear ;)

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Cleveland in the evening seen from the air

I’m back home form going back home.  Yeah.  Did you get that?  So, over a long weekend I visited my parents who live in the town that I grew up in: “Home”.  Right now I am back int he town where I’ve spend almost half of my life, and the majority of my adult life: “Home”.  back from the house I grew up in to the house I built.

Anyway, in the next few days you might start seeing me again :)

The Two Ricks

When I was a teenager or in my early twenties, everyone knew that my favorite band was Yes.  I mean, I have a very positive personality, and how much more positive can you get than ‘Yes’?  Not ‘No’ or ‘Maybe’, but ‘Yes’!  Their music is full of shimmering light and high fantasy.  Sure, you could say the same about the Prog-Rock era Genesis, but there was something about Yes that just pushed that positivity in a way that Genesis didn’t.  There was also a big emphasis on Musicianship and showmanship. Something that their keyboardist (at least for a few ‘classic’ albums) Rick Wakeman had in spades.

Rick Wakeman had a style that could go from very hardcore, if showy, flowery, rock to pretty little filigrees and flourishes.  Outside of Yes, listen to some early David Bowie, like ‘Life on Mars?’.  Also listen to Cat Steven’s ‘Morning has Broken’.  Listen to the flash of the playing.  It is pretty and complex at the same time.  Virtuosity was what Rick Wakeman’s playing was (and still is) about. Continue reading

I’m Not Here Right Now….

Flying Osprey

I am not here right now….

I flew out last night to visit with family.  I’ll be gone for several days.  I did schedule a few posts for while I’m away.  I doubt, however, that I’ll be able to read anybody’s posts or answer comments (I’ll try to squeeze in a minute or two on occasion for comments).

I hope you all have a great week! Continue reading

Science – A Rant

Purgatory Brook

I was out for a run the other day.  I am very consciences and traffic conscious when I run.  I obey all laws and run facing the traffic.  Even though the road was wide and there was clearly nobody coming the other way, a big pickup truck slowed down as it approached.  It kept one tire right at the edge of the road, but luckily there was driveway a little ahead and I sprinted into it.  Someone screamed obscenities at me as the truck passed.  They hit the accelerator, leaving a huge black cloud of diesel fumes.  It wasn’t until later that I realized that I was wearing my “Science is not a Liberal Conspiracy” t-shirt.  I’ve had it happen before. Continue reading

If We Were Having Coffee on the 20th of May

Moog and Morning Coffee

Hello and Welcome!  Come on in and I’ll get you a nice mug of super strong French Roast, a cuppa tea or some other beverage.  After weeks of odd weather, it is perfect today!  It had been cold and wet for a few weeks, and then this week it turned hot, like 95 F/35 C.  Today and for the next few days, it will be nice and comfortable with cold nights – great for sleeping!  Not that I slept well last night, but that’s another story for another time.  Anyway, where am I?  By the photo at the top you may guess that I am in New Hampshire this weekend.

So, work was ultra-busy.  Enough said ;)  OK, just a few words.  In ways, being busy is better than bored.  And at least I have work, and a very good job at that.  And it is challenging and I have to continue to grow and stretch myself.  What happens to people as the age if work no longer challenges or stretches them, make them grow?  Does their mind atrophy?  Their work muscles shrivel?   Hmmm.  I don’t want to find out… Continue reading

Amy and Jessica (Part 2)

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(This is the latest installment of the series that starts with The Old Mill.  The previous chapter was  Amy and Jessica (Part 1).  The Table of Contents is here)

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Friday wasn’t as good of a day as Thursday, but, well, it was Friday.  Then again, I really wasn’t sure what I’d do with myself over the weekend without Lyndsey.  There was a part of me that wanted to go home, go to sleep, and wake up on Sunday evening when she called.  But a bigger part of me just wanted to go home and putter around the house.  I didn’t have many weeks in the office that were quite as long and I was tired.

Jessica was waiting for me, as expected.

“Hi Jessica, how are you today?”

“All right, I guess.”  She frowned.  She didn’t look alright.

“Have you been waiting long?  I’m sorry, the traffic was awful.  You know, Friday and the weekend looks nice for a change.” Continue reading