| Food glorious food
Some people love to talk about food. My father is one. He will talk with someone about a restaurant and what "wonderful" pasta they make, or about how they take this vegetable and mix it with that. He can go on for several minutes.
Since I was a kid I always found that strange. What is food? Food is something you eat. If you serve it, I'll eat it. That's about the extent of it for me.
Don't get me wrong...I like a good steak as much as the next guy. Especially when it is cooked to the point where the redness is just about gone, and it sits in a tasty sauce that is a mix of blood and fat. Add to that a touch of garlic, and a few sauted onions, and you're really getting there. Throw in a few mushrooms, nicely browned, serve it fresh off the broiler and whamo shazam! I WILL eat it!
But I still don't care all that much about it.
| Would you like fries with that?
Have you ever packed yourself a lunch for work but found it not to be enough to satisfy or satiate you untill dinner? (whenever that may be for you)
I have, and that happened today. But luckily - I just got finished eating some left-over fruit I happened to find in our conference room - a basket of three, ripe, round pears. (I only took one). Let me tell you - I've had pears before, but this one was perhaps THE BEST pear, or peice of fruit in general, I have ever had. The taste was superb, the texture was just right, the color was a vibrant, lime green....it taste dlike a cross between a mango and an apple whch had been dusted with cinnamon. Of ocurse I was extremely hungary at the time, but eating this pear was an incredibly enjoyable experience for me....I'm definately going to eat more pears from now on.
But I wonder just how much we take the time to NOTICE our food in general? We're always so busy fromday to day but do we have time to notice the texture of the bread encasing our sandwhich? the nuttiness of the sauce on our sesame noodles we might purchase from our local co-op? The diverstiy of flavors which flow into your mouth just from one roll of sushi? The numrous colors of veggies in a stir fry? The way cream cheese spreads off of our knife onto a toasted cinnamon-raisin bagel? Or how the flesh from a nicely, baked portion of fish or a crab cake flakes onto your fork?
(hmmm...might there be things to appreciate in Fast Food dishes as well, despite the obvious heatlh risks? I used to be a fan of McDonald's Filet-o-fish sandwhich, until I worked at the restuarant and learned it's the most caloric sandwhich on the menu...but I loved the combination of the soft bun, the crispy fish patty, the nutty, orange-coloured American cheese, and the tangy tarter sauce...it was the perfect way to eat fast food and still keep my Fridays in lent meat-free....but I digress. Fast food is part of my past. This food left me...and fast)!
Whoa - that had to be the longest sentence in parenthesis ever.
But for now - eat your pears and take time to say "thank you" for your food...it's a gift from God (made from the hands of your nieghbors) as well as something which satisfies....That's a good combo there' And as we all learned from eating out: combo meals are good.
| Rabbi Lederman Stikes Again!
30 DAYS BEFORE PESACH
I had 12 bottles of whiskey in my cellar and I was instructed by me wife to empty each and every bottle so I proceeded with the task.
I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink, with the exception of one glass which I drank. I extracted the cork from the second bottle and did
likewise, with the exception of one glass which I drank. I then withdrew the cork from third bottle and poured the contents down the sink, with the exception of one glass which I drank.
I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next, and drank one sink out of it and threw the rest down the glass. I pulled the sink out of the glass and poured the cork from the bottle. Then I
corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink, and drank the pour. When I had everything emptied I steadied the house with one hand, counted the bottles, corks, glasses and
sinks with the other, which were twenty nine, and put the houses in one bottle, which I drank.
I'm not under the affluence of incohol, but thinkle peep I am. I'm not half so thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don't know who is me, and the drunker I stand here the longer I
So exactly what message does this bit of humour convey? That violence is ok if you laugh about it? Who told you this joke or where did you get it from? I dont think I quite get this one. If you ask me, I think I like Rabbi Lederman's jokes a little better.
I find this set of questions fascinating. Not so much because of what they ask, but what they say. I suppose a question is a window into the mind of the asker. It is a clue as to what they think, or what they wish to know. (Sorry if I am getting too deep, but it's Holy Thursday, there's no one around, and I don't have much to do.)
Let's look at this line by line:
So exactly what message does this bit of humour convey?
The fact that one would ask this question shows that one lacks the background to understand the joke. There is nothing wrong with that. We all are lacking in certain types of knowledge, and many jokes presuppose certain common understandings. For instance, I had a Puerto Rican roommate once who didn't find the Marx Brothers funny at all! He said, "What is so funny about this stupid guy who insults everbody?" I realized that he just didn't understand the humor. He lacked the necessary context.
That violence is ok if you laugh about it?
I wonder where Edward is coming from on this. Is he a pacifist that finds all violence distasteful, including self defense? Or does he find violence is sometimes necessary but does not believe it is something to ever laugh about. Does he find Tom and Jerry and The Roadrunner cartoons equally offensive? Or is it the ethnicity of the actors in this joke that offends him? Or could it be that he just didn't read the joke carefully enough to realize that the Israeli was acting in self defense and actually ends up saving the lives of the two American reporters? It is very hard to know why he finds this objectionable.
Who told you this joke or where did you get it from? I dont think I quite get this one.
This is the most hard to understand of all. Why does it matter who told it to me? Perhaps this is a search for context. He may be wondering if the person who told me this joke is someone who he would not like, in which case his negative reaction would be justified. Or maybe he would be someone who he would respect, in which case then he might have to question his own take on the joke.
If you ask me, I think I like Rabbi Lederman's jokes a little better.
Now we move from questions to a statement. This statement indicates that he likes another person's jokes better. Yet even here he hedges his bets a little by saying he likes the "a little" better. This could mean A) that if it turns out that the joke actually is a good one, he only liked Lederman's jokes slightly better, so he did not totally reject the humor, or B) he actually liked Lederman's joke "a lot" better, but in an effort to not be offense he inverts the adjective.
Anyway...I think I beat this horse to death. (Sorry if that violent image offends anyone out there. You never know...there might be a PETA supporter in the audience. Ha! I finally found a way to bring PETA into the guestbook. PETA. PETA. PETA. If I keep repeating it, maybe when someone is doing a search on PETA they will end up here.)
But what I am really getting to is that the middle east is like a kalaidascope. The images keep moving around and changing. They change even more the more you know. All kinds of strange combinations come up. And everyone sees it differently. Even the same person sees it differently as time goes on.
Visit Israel...Kalaidascope of God!
| summers coming
summer time and ill be in the states in just 12 weeks
| Another cool site
of a journalist I greatly admire: http://www.carolineglick.com
| Keeping 'em Honest
I think they picked Dan Rather and Katie Couric for that joke because they are known as "leftist" reporters, but, frankly, they could have picked other reporters from all over the political spectrum.
I never knew about honestreporting.com. Cool site. Here is a clip from it:
COMMUNIQUE: 11 March 2008
Contrary to media spin, recent events are not part of a "cycle of violence".
These cartoons from The Times of London are indicative of many media's widespread misconception that Israel and the Palestinians are involved in a "cycle of violence" where both sides act in a "tit for tat" manner. The reality is quite different. Referring to the weekend's horrific terrorist murders of eight young students, the Jerusalem Post's editorial eloquently explains:
That the vicious assault has been widely reported and understood this weekend as the purported latest round in a "cycle of violence" is evidence of a failure to recognize what is truly at stake here.
It has been suggested repeatedly in international coverage of the attack that Israel must have known something like this would happen in the wake of the IDF's operation in Gaza earlier in the week. Attack, it has been said, begets counter-attack, begets reprisal, begets revenge, and on it goes.
In truth, however, there is no cycle of violence. There is no spiral of attack and counter-attack relentlessly unfolding here.
What we have, rather, on the one hand, is a sovereign nation's desperate effort to live in its homeland, seek peace with those of its neighbors who will partner it, and defend itself against those who seek its destruction. And, on the other, we have the forces of militant Islam, firing rockets across Israel's sovereign borders, murdering Israelis wherever they can be found vulnerable, indoctrinating their people with a vicious intolerance of Jewish historical rights in this region, and simultaneously spreading a perverted interpretation of Islam that purports to require each and every believer to carry out personal jihad in the name of God against the infidels - be they Jews, Christians or unbelieving Muslims.
Some media went as far as to suggest that this so-called latest "cycle of violence" began with the death of a Sderot student in a Qassam rocket attack, escalated to extensive IDF military operations in Gaza and culminated with the Jerusalem terror attack. How can the media ignore the thousands of rockets and mortars fired from Gaza over a continuous period of years and the recent escalation caused by firing of Iranian-made GRAD-type Katyushas into the city of Ashkelon?
| beat me to it
Haven't seen Rabbi Lederman's jokes yet, but as for this joke, I figured the fact that these reporters' names sounded very familiar to me (who never watches US TV) most probably meant that I had seen their way of reporting being butchered at OpinionJournal / wsj.com or even HonestReporting.com for obvious reasons.
| You have to know the context to get the joke.
So exactly what message does this bit of humour convey? That violence is ok if you laugh about it? Who told you this joke or where did you get it from? I dont think I quite get this one.
If you ask me, I think I like Rabbi Lederman's jokes a little better.
| Humor with a Message
Dan Rather, Katie Couric, and an Israeli sergeant were all captured by
terrorists in Iraq. The leader of the terrorists told them that he would grant
them each one last request before they were beheaded.
Dan Rather said, "Well, I'm a Texan, so I'd like one last bowlful of hot
spicy chili." The leader nodded to an underling who left and returned with the
chili. Rather ate it all and said, "Now I can die content."
Katie Couric said, "I'm a reporter to the end. I want to take out my tape
recorder and describe the scene here and what's about to happen. Maybe someday
someone will hear it and know that I was on the job till the end."
The leader directed an aide to hand over the tape recorder and Couric
dictated some comments. She then said, "Now I can die happy."
The leader turned and said, "And now, Mr. Israeli tough guy, what is your
final wish?" "Kick me in the ass," said the soldier." - "What?" asked the
leader? "Will you mock us in your last hour?" "No, I'm not kidding. I want you to
kick me in the ass," insisted the Israeli.
So the leader shoved him into the open and kicked him in the ass. The
soldier went sprawling, but rolled to his knees, pulled a 9 mm pistol from under
his flack jacket, and shot the leader dead. In the resulting confusion, he
jumped to his knapsack, pulled out his carbine and sprayed the terrorists with
gunfire. In a flash, all terrorists were either dead or fleeing for their lives.
As the soldier was untying Rather and Couric, they asked him, "Why didn't
you just shoot them in the beginning? Why did you ask them to kick you in the
"What?" replied the Israeli, "And have you two assholes report that I was
| I shot the violist, but I did not shoot no bagpiper....
Oh yeah, I've heard of Mactalla mor...played them on my show a few times. As bagpipe-led Celtic rock bands go they're allright, but I know of better bagpipers: namely American-born Mike Katz of Scotland's The Battlefield Band, and indpendent, Irish Uillean piper Danny McLoughlin from NYC. He just recently released a solo album entitled "Darkwood" and it's a recent favorite of mine. McLoughlin also plays a mean pennywhistle. I found the album on CDBaby. com, a favorite site of mine to find new music.
Well that's all for tonight, I'm tired.
No idea how I got here: http://www.mactalla.com/about.html
recently, maybe via a hint of yours?, but it was worth while!
I also really like this odd, very virtuoso trio Triology - http://www.triology.cc
, I remember on one of their albums they have some things Irish, I think it was on Who killed the Viola Player?
| New Directions Writers Festival
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| Day tripper, day tripper yeah.....
The life of Richard Brautigan sounds like it was quite interesting...like he was one of those Jack Kerouac or Hunter S. Thompson road warrior American literary figures....i like that kind of adventurer personality...perhaps i long for that since I lack a little bit of independence in the Winter months and can only ride the bus. During spring, fall and summer i can ride my bike, but I'm still a beginning rider; haven't taken it very far. It's one of those Worksman adult trikes with the metal basket int he back, I've done some shopping with it a few times since recieving it as a birthday gift.
I'll keep to my oriingal topic now that I've talked about bikes so as not to look ADHD.
So I admire traveling poets and minstrels, touring musicians and theater troupes...they may not make much money, but they're getting themselves out there to practice their craft for people, try new foods, (new drinks which sometimes happens), make new friends...this all leads to memories and those lead to an increase and experience and a decrease in ignorance. I like people like that...so much so I want to be one myself.
But for right now I'm pretty much stationary here n good ol' Chittenden County, VT. I do theater around the area, as well as volunteer for different festivals such as the recent Irish Festival.
ajnd yes, LN Cello, i played in a ceili. That does sound alot like cello, doesn't it? it's pronounced "kay-lee", and it's the Irish Gaelic word for a Celtic musical gathering or jam session. In Scots Gaelic, it is spelled "ceilidh" but means the same thing. (In both Ireland and Scotland, the word "seisun" meaning "session" is sometimes used).
Coincidently, someone did bring a cello to the Irish fiddling workshop I sat in on; it was a little girl and she was cute. From what I heard, she played pretty well and kept up with the higher-pitched fiddles in the room. But it would be awesome to get a bunch of cellists together and hear them play jigs like "Drowsie Maggie", or "The Irish Washerwoman" all in unison. The only low-end instruments you hear in traditional ceilis are the bodhran or guitar, so a cello would be a nice touch... or at least after a few shots of whiskey it would be, who knows?
| Literary Rock Star from
| Leave dem fish alone!
Trout Fishing in America
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Author Richard Brautigan
Country United States
Publisher Delacorte Press
Publication date October 12, 1967
Media type Print (Hardback & Paperback)
ISBN ISBN 0-385-28860-3 (hardback edition) & ISBN 0-395-50076-1 (paperback edition)
Preceded by A Confederate General From Big Sur
Followed by In Watermelon Sugar
For the band, see Trout Fishing in America (band)
Trout Fishing in America is a novella written by Richard Brautigan and published in 1967. It is technically Brautigan's first novel; he wrote it in 1961 before A Confederate General From Big Sur which was published first.
Trout Fishing In America is an abstract book without a clear central storyline. Instead, the book contains a series of anecdotes broken into chapters, with the same characters often reappearing from story to story. The phrase "Trout Fishing in America" is used in multiple ways: it is the title of the book, a character, a hotel, the act of fishing itself, a modifier (one character is named "Trout Fishing in America Shorty"), etc. Brautigan uses the theme of trout fishing as a point of departure for thinly veiled and often comical critiques of mainstream American society and culture. Several symbolic objects, such as a mayonnaise jar, a Ben Franklin statue, trout, etc. reappear throughout the book.
The cover of the book is a photograph of Richard Brautigan and a friend identified as Michaela Le Grand, whom he referred to as his "Muse." The photo was taken in San Francisco's Washington Square Park in front of the Benjamin Franklin statue.
Apollo 17 astronaut Jack Schmitt named a crater explored in the Taurus-Littrow Valley on the moon "Shorty", after the character in the book.
Let's see, over the weekend some of the guestbookers here played the cello, but Edward, you played in a ceili ... hey, at least, tell us how to pronounce this!
Thinking about it, we oughtta have a cello ceili. And it will feel like we are in cello cielo! Yay!
| Breadish and Puppetish
I remember the Bread and Puppet theater! They were a major voice of protest in the 60's. I thought they were a San Francisco or New York thing. Had no idea they were from Vermont. Although it does make sense. I just ate some Irish soda bread. Nice raisins!
Anyway, you don't have to actually go to the Northern Kingdom to make up weird stories about it! You can probably do a lot of research on the web. I bet any Vermont library would have books and other resources.
Back in the 60's there was an author...Richard Bradigan?...I don't know...buy anyway he wrote a book called something like "The Art of Trout Fishing in America", but it was really a collection of bizarre little stories about hippies in America. It had a homespun quality with an edge. I could see you doing something like that.
As for getting paid...no one gets paid! As they say: JUST DO IT!
IRISH JEWISH SPANISH
but whats this have to do with the Musishians
and many of the great writers of old have been Irish....you may be on to something here, Aaron. Now comes the challenge of GETTING PAID for all the things I do.
| Edward Burke, far-flung Vermont Travel Writer Extraordinaire
Von Cello wrote, reffering to eaburke81's writing style:
"You'd be great at creating tales about the North East Kingdom and other assorted spots in Vermont that most people don't know".
Wow! Thank you Aaron for complimenting me about my writing....and it was for just something as simple as an internet guestbook post....whoudda thought a "blogger" could be recognized for having a distinct "voice"?
I could write a book on Vermont's Northeast Kingdom, but I'd have to learn to drive first.....I mean, Vermont isn't like NYC where you can take a bus or taxi everywhere, man. Most of Vermont is "the sticks", made up of "hamlets" or "townships", or my favorite word for small towns, "podunks". I think the only place I've scene of the North East is Glover, Vermont, the home of the politically-active, colorful and flamboyant Bread and Puppet Theater Company. I actually to visit there two times last summer when I was up there performing with my own theater company. My director used to be a Bread and Puppet performer herself. We got to watch B and P's Circus, and later marched with them in their parade through a large field and into a forest, and then our troupe performed our show later in the afternoon...this was back in August. Both times we visited, we were treated to a home-cooked, vegetarian meal, accompanied by rustic bread, and the garlic-liest aioli spread I had ever tasted. (This is where they get the name "Bread and Puppet").
To all those planning a Vermont vacation (and those who don't mind a bit of the liberal counter-culture; not too mention NO OUTDOOR PLUMBING), I definately reccomend a stop in Glover to see Bread and Puppet (which is basically the only attraction in town).
On a different topic - Rumplstitskin is not Irish....that's a Brother's Grimm fairy tale.....though I can picture Rumplstitskin drinking as much as an Irishman.
| Vonnie O'Cello!
Hey Edward, it's good to hear your "cadence" again. Isn't that strange...how people can have a type of "voice" even through typing? It strikes me that you have a bit of the Mark Twain in ya. Have you ever thought about writing a set of short stories? You'd be great at creating tales about the North East Kingdom and other assorted spots in Vermont that most people don't know.
My Youtube page has become a riot. Some angry violinist, and I mean ANGRY, posted some nasty-ass comments about me. Then an old student of mine appeared and challenged the guy. Then they guy accused him of being me! Then Steve made a comment of two as Levihello. And it's been going on like that for days. The guy is so angry that it is really funny to watch him shadowbox me as my friends spin him around and around! Now if we could only get him drunk on some Guinness Stout and a few shots of Irish Whiskey, well then we might get him to do a Rumplestiltskin dance!
BTW, I finally was able to use that green posticon that looks like someone who is passed out.
I should go to a bar tonight, but I'll be at a meeting of the NY Violoncello Society. The performer will be Lynn Harrell...one of the most famous of classical cellists. Maybe I'll get a chance to slip him one of my music books.