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READIN started out as a place for me to keep track of what I am reading, and to learn (slowly, slowly) how to design a web site.

There has been some mission drift here and there, but in general that's still what it is. Some of the main things I write about here are reading books, listening to (and playing) music, and watching the movies. Also I write about the work I do with my hands and with my head; and of course about bringing up Sylvia.

The site is a bit of a work in progress. New features will come on-line now and then; and you will occasionally get error messages in place of the blog, for the forseeable future. Cut me some slack, I'm just doing it for fun! And if you see an error message you think I should know about, please drop me a line. READIN source code is PHP and CSS, and available on request, in case you want to see how it works.

See my reading list for what I'm interested in this year.

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Saturday, September 28th, 2013

A couple of songs from roday's Mountain Station practice session.

posted afternoon of September 28th, 2013: Respond
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Friday, September 27th, 2013

🦋 Let's listen to

"Train on the Island."
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posted evening of September 27th, 2013: Respond
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Saturday, September 21st, 2013

posted morning of September 21st, 2013: Respond

🦋 If you know time

⇐Anyone think this refers to this?⇒

posted morning of September 21st, 2013: Respond
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🦋 52X5

It is International Book Week; the rules of the game are to post the 5th sentence of the the 52nd page of the book nearest you -- no deviation will be accepted, wise guy. You're not to mention the title of the book nor its author. Anyway, here are some statuses from some friends of mine and me.

"We know that we have introduced a change of direction in his course which is already carrying him out of his orbit around the Enemy; but he must be made to imagine that all the choices which have effected this change of course are trivial and revocable."

"Such objections should be made in writing to the District Office Center, Berlin C2, KlosterstraÃŸe 68, Room 76, or be made orally before the Registrar."

"In case you wish to curtail your sugar intake, visualize all refined starchy foods as sources of sugar."

"I head to a stall where a merchant has mugwump meat turning on a spit."

"Keep watch to see which birds, if any, continue to visit the suet you're serving."

Elsewhere, discussion of the Council of Elders of the IBWists scowling in their secluded lair as they pore over the submissions attentive to strict adherence to the rules...

posted morning of September 21st, 2013: Respond

🦋 Analogies for Time

(Note I posted a revision in comments that I think is a much better poem)

by Jeremy Osner

Think of time as a river of events
think of time simply as a river: Events the features
of the landscape the river flows through.
The river erodes the landscape. The landscape
is formed, created, given shape
by the river. Analogies for time.
Time shapes you but does not abide, abiding
that's an action to be taken. Swim upstream.
The analogy here is imperfect. Swim
upstream/ float/ swim downstream/ bob
in the current.
The surface of the river.
The landscape here is reality
in its spacial dimensions
as they may appertain
picking a scab
Reality cannot be---
analogized because the analogy chosen
must of necessity itself be a part of reality
cannot get a foothold, perspective
outside it
Picturing reality
mapping reality
Map is analogy
Cartographer/ poet. Poems, their varying
degrees of realism, they blossom forth:
construct a universe immaculate
in conception
corrupt in execution
a map
which deconstructs/ creates the world
around you reader, "pulls you in",
so to speak. You scratch your head
and look up at the clock,
your eye zooms in
on a fly that's buzzing around the 7.
It's half past 8 and down the street
a dog is barking.

posted morning of September 21st, 2013: 3 responses
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Sunday, September 15th, 2013

🦋 Mr. Green

Hm, cool: looks like my first attempt at using a Kindle (my daughter's) will be the new novelette (31 pp. Nice -- it might even be something I can read all of today!) from Marta Aponte. Mr. Green -- set at least in part in the Bronx, an area I have some acquaintance with. I am downloading it as we speak.