Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Today is the 400th anniversary of Gallileo's telescope

Sonnet -- To Science
  by Edgar Allan Poe
Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art! 
  Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes. 
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart, 
  Vulture, whose wings are dull realities? 
How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise? 
  Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering 
To seek for treasure in the jeweled skies, 
  Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing? 
Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car? 
  And driven the Hamadryad from the wood 
To seek a shelter in some happier star? 
  Has thou not torn the Naiad from her flood, 
The Elfin from the green grass, and from me 
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?

Saturday, August 22, 2009

A very Colorado story

According to the Colorado Daily, Justin Chentnik
a sous chef at a retirement home, says he was completely naked in bed about 4 a.m. Friday when Skip, the mini goldendoodle he was watching for friends, started barking up a storm. His friend and roommate, Laura Nelson, swore someone was in the house, but he told her to go back to bed.

Miss Nelson, who I think we can safely say is a force to be reckoned with, threw a glass of water in Justin's face and told him to go out and investigate the noise. Justin, still naked, went outside and saw someone attempting to steal Miss Nelson's car. Justin seemed to be less afraid of tackling a car thief in the buff than reporting failure to his roommate: he jumped into the passenger side of the moving car and wrestled the thief to the ground.

In the struggle, the thief hit Justin with a bottle of Louis Jadot Pinot Noir that he happened to be holding, but Justin managed to subdue him in the end. (I should pause and note that the thief, confronted by a naked man jumping into a moving car and wrestling him to the ground, had the presence of mind to grab a bottle of cheap wine as he was being dragged from the car. Could a fondness for alcohol explain why he took up a life of crime?)

The police arrived to find Justin still straddling the car thief's chest. Skip, the mini snickerdoodle, brought Justin his underwear so that the police didn't have to get a statement from a naked witness. The Daily's reporter, regretably, didn't follow up on this angle of the story. Is Skip trained to fetch Justin's underwear? Is this a common chore in their household? For that matter, why didn't Laura Nelson bring Justin's underwear out? It seems that, having given the dog Skip some underwear and instructing Skip to bring it to Justin, she had full confidence that her instructions would be carried out and saw no need to go herself. I suppose this gives us yet another brief insight into her masterful and enigmatic personality.

Quote of the day

The large print giveth, and the small print taketh away.

- Tom Waits