Roody's Sick Day

September 29th, 2006


Causes of my "illness":

* Gray rainy weather
* Working too much
* Living too little
* On rare sunny days, looking out the windows at work and dreaming of a ride
* Constantly damp bike shorts

What I did on my "sick" day:

* Took a 22 mile road ride in the farmlands
* Rode about 10 miles on trails through the woods
* Overdosed on sunshine
* Got a little of my tan back, along with plenty of vitamin :-D
* Bought 8 pounds of tomatoes from a farmer
* Made fresh tomato sauce to freeze and last the first month of winter
* Rode 6 miles in the city to eat at a favorite restaurant and watch my best friend bowl
* Froze my butt off riding home in the late night

How guilty I felt about taking a phony sick day:

* Not very
* Not for long

Cost of saving the planet: a year's economic growth

September 29th, 2006


The world would have to give up only one year's economic growth over the next four decades to reduce carbon emissions sufficiently to stave off the threat of global warming, a report says today.

Consultants at PricewaterhouseCoopers offer a "green growth plus" strategy, combining energy efficiency, greater use of renewables and carbon capture to cut emissions by 60% by 2050 from the level reached by doing nothing. Nuclear energy, it says, can play a role, but it is not crucial.

One year's growth over the next 40 years? Seems like a great deal to me. Of course, the report can't be credible since it comes from that well-known envirofacist group, PricewaterhouseCoopers.

Unknown Frost Poem Comes Out From Hiding

September 29th, 2006


For years I dismissed Frost, putting his work in roughly the same category as Ogden Nash or Edward Lear. Walls, changing leaves, birch trees, and rhyming just didn't seem "serious" enough.

As I've grown, Frost has become one of my favorites. The pastoral metaphors that I once found trite I now find beautiful and meaningful. And his insights on human nature ring true.

Some works of art require experience to understand. Frost's poems are among those.

Finding a new Frost poem would be marvelous, and Robert Stilling, a graduate student, seems to have done just that:

On the opening page of a small leather-bound book in a University of Virginia library, graduate student Robert Stilling found an inscription in brownish-gray ink. It was a poem by Robert Frost, in the poet's own hand, unknown and, Stilling believes, unpublished.

"It's like coming across a ruin," he said, finding a poem that Frost seemed to have abandoned.

. . .

The poem, "War Thoughts at Home," has particular resonance now, Stilling said. It will be published, for the first time, it is believed, in the Virginia Quarterly Review available Monday.

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The LA Times Hates DAM's New Building

September 29th, 2006


The new DAM buildingMagnify the image

There's no denying the eccentric excitement of a building that's encapsulated by "Hot DAM," the Denver Art Museum's new marketing slogan. But that changes the moment you enter the galleries.

Suddenly, the "wow!" factor morphs into the "huh?" factor. Every tilted wall, sharp point and obtuse or acute angle visible on the building's exterior is replicated in the interior rooms, where art is displayed.

Walls tip, thrust, fold and pleat, while ceilings rake and soar. Some paintings are suspended in space from walls that lean back or forward at angles approaching 45 degrees. Rooms end in narrow wedges of claustrophobic space, where sculpture feels squeezed.

. . .

Either way, the building intrudes. DAM admirably took an architectural gamble, which institutions rarely do. But risks are — well, risky. Here the result is an array of the least congenial galleries for art that I've seen in 20 years, since the opening of the gruesome Ludwig Museum in Cologne, Germany.

I'm looking forward to seeing the inside for myself. As you can see from the photo above, the outside of the new building is startling. It makes the scary and weird old building, the only building the U.S. designed by Gio Ponti, look downright staid.

On The Way Downtown

September 27th, 2006

Morning GloriesMagnify the image

Morning glories smothering a fence along 23rd Street

Last fall, a hand-lettered sign at this spot offered morning glory seeds to anyone who left an envelope in a box near the sign. Seemed a bit odd until this summer, when the place erupted in brilliant blue flowers.

The Value of Book Reports

September 27th, 2006

From a friend of Gerty's:

Are you interested in being in the book group I'm in? We meet once a month, the 4th Sunday afternoon.

I would come if I didn't have to read the book, ha ha ha. Reading is not my strong suit but I do love to discuss books I haven't read, I learned to write book reports in school that I had never read.