Saturday, October 29, 2005

False Alarm

Hah! My camera is working now. My pater familias read of my misfortune as regards to leaping cameras and ground. He suggested the camera just needed to be rattled back into shape. Counter-intuitive, yes? Yes.

Having no warranty, ergo nothing to lose, the camera was thrown against the ground - and I won't say there wasn't a little petulant impetus put to it. But I won't say there was, either. I merely state, in the interest of truth, that there was some impetus in the throw.

It worked like a charm. I guess cameras need to be shown who's boss or something.

Opponents of Prop-73 (a proposition that deals with parental notification and which Planned Parenthood is avidly fighting) tried to have a "maze" on the Berkeley Campus where one learns the "truth" about this...well, to quote, "judicial maze." But...something happened - it rained! T'eh forces of nature conspired and there was one less demonstration that could befuddle people.

There is a maze being created about this proposition, but it's not being constructed by supporters. Students on the campus have reported that people are confusing notification with consent, or rather, that misinformation is being given by opponents to the effect that the proposition deals with consent. People are being disingenuous. My stars! Wheereevah did they get such notions?

The Rundown: proposition 73 requires parental/legal guardian notification 48 hours prior to an abortion or a waiver from a judge or parent. This proposition is good. It will help restore rights to parents, allow them to talk with their daughters about their decision, to see if any crime is going on (I use veiled language as there are children who read this blog - read between the lines), and also to care for them if the girl decides to have an abortion. Do vote yes. Do. Do. Do.

Thursday, October 27, 2005


Our kitchen has recently been re-done. To celebrate the near-completion we had a feast cooked by the indefatigable Erik.

First there was quince jam on sheep cheese.

Then the homemade green salsa (made by another good friend of ours).

Risotto with mushrooms.

Salad with heirloom tomatoes, persimmons, pine-nuts, & greens.

And the Pork-Fat-Ellen (with a stuffing of mangos stewed in rum, young coconut, and other delicious substances) followed closely by a bottle of Lillet.

This is the kitchen, resplendent in all its pristine and then uncooked in state.

Unfortunately, there may be no more pictures for some time as the camera leapt out of my backpack and felt a deep affinity for the ground. It now makes an unpleasant whirring noise when powered up and then the screen goes blank. This does not strike me as being a good sign.

And now, a quote from two days ago at class that went something like: "...was that after the Reformation? Like in the 1300's where Rome split and they were, like, savages from the West?"

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Dress or Manners

I have not read all of the City of God to my now-present but soon-to-be-gone shame. I am four books shy of that as I skipped over a few books in the beginning where he spoke of Janus and Jupiter, Platonists, demons and angels, demons, demons, etc. - but, there is this snazzy quote lodged in the book that pertains to the dress of Christians:
The dress or manner of life adopted by whoever embraces the faith that leads to God does not matter to the Heavenly City, provided that these things do not contravene the divine precepts. Hence, when philosophers become Christians, they are required to change their false doctrines; but they are not compelled to change their dress or their customary mode of life, for these are not an impediment to religion.
St. Augustine, City of God: Book XIX, Ch 19

How sensible St. Augustine is! What he said way back when is still pertinent today, and so, you need not dress like Jumper Queens (young and sweet only...) unless you really want to. Modesty is not synonymous with a particular garb, but is a virtue concerning moderation in all things: dress, manners, estimation of self, pursuing some goal, eating, drinking, etc.

In any case, 'tis pancakes for breakfast with real maple syrup. Yum.