monday open healing thoughts

http://www.dailykos.com/story/...

It's about kitchen composting.

Oh, and best wishes for Kathleen's brother.

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. White  

First of all, I wish all the best of luck to Kathleen's brother and best wishes to Kathleen.  Here's hoping her brother recovers fully and speedily, and that we see you back here soon, Kathleen, if you're listening in.

Secondly;  I'm happily putting the finishing touches on my sterling silver bowl that I'm making, then I've got to get to work in earnest on the two boxes that I've designed.

Aziza's doing well--she had her morning playtime as usual.  It's funny....I always feel the need to tell her what I'm doing and where I'm going.  With McGee....not so much.  Oh, and here's another thing about Aziza;  One thing that Aziza doesn't do is make a total ragout soup/stew out of her drinking water, even though it still needs daily changing.  McGee used to do just that...and it would look perfectly revolting!  Hey....but the joy that McGee  brought, despite that and his other problems,  and the joy Aziza brings...it's all worth it!  (Macaws, btw, are absolutely famous for making ragout-soup out of their drinking water...something that African Greys don't seem to do.)

I'm going tonight to see The Big Lebowski at the Coolidge Corner Theatre!  I'll keep everybody posted about that.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Lala is doing really well.  She's been gobbling down my home grown cilantro, baby bibb and chard for a few days and has even even eaten some big organic chard leaves we got from the store.  We are still giving her syringe food too. She's gain 1.7 ounces over the last two days for a grand total of 30.7 ounces. We still have a ways to go to get to her original 49 ounces, but she's doing good.  I just sat and watched her eat last night.

In the desert 100 miles northeast of Los Angeles is a suburb abandoned in advance of itself-the unfinished extension of a place called California City. Visible from above now are a series of badly paved streets carved into the dust and gravel, like some peculiarly American response to the Nazca Lines (or even the labyrinth at Chartres cathedral). The uninhabited street plan has become an abstract geoglyph-unintentional land art visible from airplanes-not a thriving community at all. [...]

The history of the town itself is of a failed Californian utopia-in fact, incredibly, if completed, it was intended to rival Los Angeles.

This weekend, California City was featured in the LA Times -

California's third-largest city by size exists largely in the imagination. Drive its wide boulevards and cozy cul-de-sacs. Listen to squealing children splashing in backyard pools. Watch men glide by in their steel behemoths and stay-at-home moms push strollers along tree-lined sidewalks.

It's all a mirage.

In 1958, Nathan Mendelsohn, a Columbia University sociology instructor turned developer, acquired 82,000 acres of desert in eastern Kern County, 100 miles from Los Angeles.

Mendelsohn called his vision California City and, despite the fact it was 10 miles from any highway, he believed it would become the state's next metropolis. The next San Fernando Valley.

Today a mere 14,000 souls call California City home. Most are clustered at one end of the massive tract. It's a sleepy outpost with its own school district and public bus service but no hotel or chain grocery. The police chief is also the director of parks and recreation, and the Rite Aid is the busiest place in town.

The rest of Mendelsohn's eccentric dream unfurls to the east, some 185 square miles of mostly unpaved streets - a ghostly monument to overreach that, from above, looks like a geoglyph left by space aliens. Only Los Angeles and San Diego leave a bigger footprint in the state.

A number of photos accompany the article.

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Best wishes to Kathleen's family.

Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones...

My first comment in bobswern's diary last night has a whopping 77 recs.  WTF?  It's a good comment, but not extraordinary.

So I had to see if I made top comments.  LOL!  #10 on top comments with exclusions, but even made #27 on top comments with no exclusions.

Don't think I've ever done that before.  hahahahahahahaha

In the greater scheme of things this matters not at all:  but it's still kinda fun.  Like getting a gold star in kindergarten.  LOL!

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. White  

http://www.dailykos.com/story/...

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. White  

http://www.newyorker.com/humor...

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. White  

My heart is with her and her family.

Peace, please.