Monday, December 25, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Here is a site where you can send a free postcard to say thank you to someone serving in Iraq. You cannot choose to whom the card will be sent, but it will be sent to a member of the armed services. The site is sponsored by Xerox and is for real. It allows you to choose a postcard design and offers some ready-made messages, but it will also allow you to write your own if you choose. It takes only a minute and might add some encouragement to the day of somebody who needs it. Send the link to your friends!
So far I have seen an elephant, giraffes, antelopes, wildebeests, hornbills, a hyena or jackal that entered the frame and left too quickly to be sure what it was, and I have lost count of what else. The sounds are beautiful and hypnotizing. And once I just watched the sun come quietly up in Africa, slowly turning the frame from black and white into full color, while it was dark and cold outside here. It is mesmerizing. Thank you, Caleb!
Friday, December 15, 2006
Thursday, December 14, 2006
If you are outside tonight around midnight or thereafter, especially if you can get away from lights, you may well see the Northern Lights. There's a solar storm underway. See a more detailed explanation here.
By the way, all of a sudden it seems to be possible to copy and paste images into Blogger posts. Now THAT'S an easy way to do it!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Monday, December 11, 2006
Of course, we all know what happened to Johnny Damon after she met HIM, so this may not augur well for Obama. But I guess, as Helaine says, we'll just have to watch and see.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Thursday, December 07, 2006
The Evening Sun won't leave this page up long, so here's the article:
Local thespian wins highest state community theatre award
Published on: Thursday, December 7, 2006
SHERBURNE – Colleen Law-Tefft received the Mary Eva Duthie Award at the 47th Annual Theatre Association of New York State Festival in Glens Falls on Nov. 19. The Mary Eva Duthie Award is given to an individual or organization who has provided outstanding service to community and academic theatre in New York State. Past recipients of this award include Governor Nelson Rockefeller, Sir Mort Clark, Kitty Carlisle Hart, Cornell University, and the Corning Glass Center.
Incoming Theatre Association of New York State (TANYS) President David Grayson presented the award to Law-Tefft, citing her long time involvement in community theatre, academic theatre, and service to the TANY organization. Colleen has been active with Sherburne Music Theater Society for seventeen years. She has served on the Board of Directors of Sherburne Music Theater Society for sixteen years and has served in nearly every official capacity on the Board. She is currently Secretary and Chairperson of the Artistic Committee. She has appeared in many Sherburne Music Theater Society productions including “On Tidy Endings,” “Brighton Beach Memoirs,” “Crimes of The Heart” and “A Comedy of Errors,” for which she received TANYS Roving Adjudicators’ Merit Awards for acting. In addition, Law-Tefft directed the SMTS production of “I Hate Hamlet.”
“I am overwhelmed,” said Colleen. “I do theatre because I love it and want to share it with others, but it is nice when someone notices.” In addition to her commitment to community theatre, Law-Tefft has served as the Drama Club Advisor for the past eight years at the Sherburne-Earlville High School. Under her guidance, she has developed the Drama Club into an award winning organization. Colleen’s students have received TANYS Roving Adjudicator’s Merit Awards for their performances in “The Crucible,” “A Midsummer’s Night Dream,” “Great Expectations,” “Acting Up,” and “Chicken Wings,” which was selected for performance at the 2005 TANYS Festival in Auburn,. The performance of “Chicken Wings” at the TANYS Festival marked the first time in many years that a high school production was selected to perform. In addition, Colleen is a member of the New York State Theatre Educators Association (NYSTEA). Through NYSTEA, she has taken many students to the NYSTEA Student Conference which allows the students to attend many workshops in all facets of theatre.
TANYS President Grayson also cited Law-Tefft’s involvement with the TANYS organization. She served for six years as the organization’s first administrative secretary. These duties included running the TANYS office, designing and compiling the organization’s newsletter, and acting as the central point of contact for TANYS. Since stepping down as administrative secretary, Law-Tefft continues to serve TANYS as the Central Southern Tier Regional Representative for Broome, Chenango, Delaware, Otsego, and Tioga counties.
Finally, a reader from Philadelphia wanted to report a conversation he overheard on the Penn campus — Locust Walk:
Student 1: “Because if Israel and Iran go to war . . . the United States is in a war too, you know?”
Student 2: “Yeah.”
Student 1: “And then Iraq and Syria get involved . . .”
Student 2: “Yeah.”
Student 1: “And we’re not paying attention to North Korea, you know?”
Student 2: “Yeah, dude. South Park was talking about this stuff years ago.”
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Some news: Mom has a new job. As of January 1, I will no longer be a home-based employee. I am going to go to work for Elizabeth Garry, the newly-elected Supreme Court Justice for the Sixth Judicial District of New York, as her law clerk. I don't know too much yet about the details of the job, but I do know that I will be working mostly in Norwich, with some travel occasionally to other parts of the Sixth Judicial District. My work will be mostly legal research and writing, so you know I'll like it. For now, there is some information here about Justice Garry, but it's a campaign website from before her election, and I wouldn't be surprised if the website disappears soon. More info as I get it!
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Two buddies were hiking when a Grizzly bear crossed their path and started toward them. One of the hikers threw off his backpack, grabbed his sneakers from it and started to put them on. His buddy said, "What are you doing? You can't outrun a Grizzly!" The reply: "I don't have to outrun the Grizzly. I just have to outrun you!"
Friday, December 01, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
However, every now and then there's a glimmer of the column's former glory. For sheer illogical delight, I submit that this one is right up there with the best.
"Children are smarter than most, especially having been born at a young age. Besides how many children do you know with a full time job?"
Woman from Earlville
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
None of the pictures I took of the competing drill teams came out, but here are a few that I found online that give a feel for what the place is like -- it's a cavernous structure -- and what the competition looks like.
After Rudy's service at Sage Chapel, we stopped back in at the drill competition and watched a few minutes of "trick" competition, which is precision work with guns that is more like baton twirling than anything else. Absolutely fascinating. (Come to think of it, that's probably where baton twirling got started.) Luke was catching up on his sleep, so we didn't disturb him. He would not, however, have been easy to disturb. See below -- can you spot Luke?
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Or is it potatoes? As Dan Quayle said, "The future will be better tomorrow."
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the man.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven."
So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven.
Now choose your eternity."
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I
would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder.
"I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable.
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were
Today you voted."
Saturday, November 04, 2006
"He had intended (pause for thigh-slapping and guffawing) to make a truly original joke about the IQ and educational level of the chief executive. His crack team of gag-writers had toiled on the joke and combed all the bugs out of it. It was there, poised on the pad and ready for launch. And it fizzled. (Funny--that punchline usually activates the easy-laugh track, as Messrs. Leno, Stewart, Maher and Colbert demonstrate with airy ease practically every night of the week.) And out of the syntactic chaos came the impression that Mr. Kerry thought only a dumb jerk could end up in uniform in Iraq.
No wonder Mr. Kerry feels hard done-by: He can't recount a joke that practically tells itself and has been road-tested to work with almost Pavlovian certainty, especially on campuses. Surely everybody--any fool, in fact--knows that it's Mr. Bush who is supposed to have the difficulties with timing and articulation? Ah, the unfairness of it all."
Monday, October 30, 2006
Libous encourages municipal cooperation with DOT gift and
Sen. Libous helps fund sidewalk replacement
From the first paragraph of that story:
"...Libous came to Norwich last week to announce he would be giving the city $50,000 to aid in the sidewalk replacement program."
I really couldn't believe what I was reading. Obviously, no one really thinks that Libous is giving his personal funds to the City of Norwich. But if that's the case, then why write the stories that way?
The editor's response to my inquiry:
"If you've read my blog, you know I feel slimy this time of year when the politicians roll out the pork just before elections. I don't think there's anyone dumb enough to believe it's coming out of Libous' (or Crouch, Seward, Finch, et al) pocket. Nevertheless, those getting the money want it, and want the public to know about it, so they can get more of it. It's a vicious Catch-22, but I trust my readers are astute enough to see the motivation behind the many, many faces of politicians at every single event (even the St. Bart's spaghetti supper!) this time of year."
It's a vicious catch-22? Please. Perhaps he'd feel less slimy if he didn't publish such slimy stories.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
New Bolton Center where Barbaro is (though we didn't get anywhere near Barbaro himself.) It was a great day and Caleb has found himself one heck of a fascinating career.
The only pictures I took, however, were during a quickie tour of the anatomy lab given by Caleb and his housemates and friends on the night before. If you don't want to see animal innards, don't look!
This is on the wall of the anatomy lab:
Caleb and his housemate Ashley contemplate a horse:
That great big organ is the spleen. Why is it so big??
He's enjoying himself!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
I remember many of the cows he had. He had Vicki, the only truly vicious, unrehabilitatable cow I've ever come across. It took me a very long time before i could milk her. I had a lot of fun working for Rudy. Eating breakfast in this little camper he had, reading Hoard's Dairyman. Better yet, going out to breakfast at a nice diner in Ithaca, smelling like cowshit and not caring whom we offended.
Rudy lived life with gusto. The constraints of cows and families chafed at him, and he moved in different directions. But he was charming, lively, talented, witty, and quick. He died of pancreatic cancer on October 10th. A lot of people, me among them, were touched by his life, and will miss him.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
This morning I trimmed my hair to the usual 1/2," then got ready to take a shower. When I glanced in the mirror I saw a spot I'd missed, so I grabbed my trimmer off the counter and ran it down the middle of my head - whoops. That was my beard trimmer. Now there's a big bald landing strip down the middle of my head. I could have gone with a reverse mohawk look, but decided to just shave it all off. Which is not such a great thing to do when you suffer from familial big head syndrome (FBHS). Don't try this at home.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Here's our cat tree and our two foster kittens, and Sheba of course.
A couple shots of our anatomy lab on the last day of dog dissection. Parents may want to send their dogs out of the room for the next few pictures.
This is Betty.This is Betty's open thorax and abdomen.
This is me pretending to work on Betty.
This is me hiding behind Betty's rectus abdominis, internal and external obliques, and her linea alba. I should be wearing a labcoat and not having my elbows on the table. Maybe that's why I constantly smell like formaldehyde.
So now that exams are over, I'm heading out for a day long wine-tasting trip at a vineyard outside Philly. It's being led by one of the Doctors who taught us anatomy, and most of my class is going. Tomorrow I'm studying again and watching football, and then next week I have a full complement of classes before parents weekend and a Biochem exam the week after. Also, we start dissecting horses and goats next week. So it never really stops, huh.