April 16, 2002

The Bozetta Stone



Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:

[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

Well, some days are just better than others. I am understating this somewhat; I will try again. Some weeks, no, some months, are just better than others.

Attila and I are having the time of our lives.

As I drove home from the printers today, stopped in traffic, I thrilled as suddenly a bird called from the top of a tall tree. The warm sun on my arm penetrated every cell in my body setting me afire with a sense of deep excitement. My heart raced. My ears sang. I have never been happier in my life. If this can happen in a traffic jam in the middle of a hot, muggy, afternoon, just think of the possibilities!

What is happening that is so very special?

Not One Single Thing

We eat. We sleep. We read. We bicker. We laugh. We play cards. We pontificate.

I fly into sudden rages, so intense that spontaneous combustion seems inevitable. Seconds later the air has cleared and I am left stunned and content... It helps that Attila is off working his fields, leaving my rages victimless as they careen through the landscape.

The luxury of extremity is at last mine. There are no young minds to lead astray, leaving me to explore the true extent of my own willfulness, my own predilections, and my own desires.

Ah, and what do I desire, you may ask.

Well, today I desire bagels and grapes. Today I eat bagels and grapes. One has to start somewhere with this wild desire stuff, best not to overdue it until I get the hang of things. I am already considering what I might desire tomorrow...

We had a short visit from Steve Paul Simms this past week; he was in our fair city doing his Minstrel show for seniors. Music is such a powerfully innocent medium - it can effortlessly call an old woman into her youth, into the arms of love.

Steve Paul brought along a new CD from Clela Errington, "In the Eddy". A beautiful voice is truly a gift, and barring the possession of such a gift, it is wonderful to receive the recording.

This afternoon I laughed so hard, I nearly hurt myself. Singer/Songwriter Sam Larkin sent me an email to let me know he has a new web site up and running. I was having a good chuckle as I explored the site, but when I clicked on the "explicit photo" link my guffaws were loud enough to alarm the next door neighbors through my open windows. Is it really Sam? Who knows what fetching image an artist might adopt to charm the public.

I will close this tome of wisdom, and leave you to ponder which gods are enjoying what revenues.

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Worldly Distractions

Acorn Cap & Spring Bloom Close Up
Acorn on the verge of spring.

By the Easy Chair
Song of the River
by Sue Harrison

"he has directed that the gods shall continue to enjoy the revenues of the temples"

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Temp: 27`C
Humidity: 62%
Wind: S 30 km/h
Barometric:101.7 kPaSunrise 6:41 AM EDT
Sunset 8:07 PM EDT

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog Peterme.com in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_blogging

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