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Friday, November 21, 2008
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Saturday, November 15, 2008
Captain Blood is Awesome!
His soul was given up to conflict between the almost sacred love he had borne her in all these years and the evil passion which she had now awakened in him. Extremes touch, and in touching may for a space become confused, indistinguishable. And the extremes of love and hate were to-night so confused in the soul of Captain Blood that in their fusion they made up a monstrous passion.
Thief and pirate!
That was what she deemed him, without qualification, oblivious of the deep wrongs he had suffered, the desperate case in which he found himself after his escape from Barbados, and all the rest that had gone to make him what he was. That he should have conducted his filibustering with hands as clean as were possible to a man engaged in such undertakings had also not occurred to her as a charitable thought with which to mitigate her judgment of a man she had once esteemed. She had no charity for him, no mercy. She had summed him up, convicted him and sentenced him in that one phrase. He was thief and pirate in her eyes; nothing more, nothing less. What, then, was she? What are those who have no charity? he asked the stars.
Well, as she had shaped him hitherto, so let her shape him now. Thief and pirate she had branded him. She should be justified. Thief and pirate should he prove henceforth; no more nor less; as bowelless, as remorseless, as all those others who had deserved those names. He would cast out the maudlin ideals by which he had sought to steer a course; put an end to this idiotic struggle to make the best of two worlds. She had shown him clearly to which world he belonged. Let him now justify her. She was aboard his ship, in his power, and he desired her.
He laughed softly, jeeringly, as he leaned on the taffrail, looking down at the phosphorescent gleam in the ship's wake, and his own laughter startled him by its evil note. He checked suddenly, and shivered. A sob broke from him to end that ribald burst of mirth. He took his face in his hands and found a chill moisture on his brow.
Thief and pirate!
That was what she deemed him, without qualification, oblivious of the deep wrongs he had suffered, the desperate case in which he found himself after his escape from Barbados, and all the rest that had gone to make him what he was. That he should have conducted his filibustering with hands as clean as were possible to a man engaged in such undertakings had also not occurred to her as a charitable thought with which to mitigate her judgment of a man she had once esteemed. She had no charity for him, no mercy. She had summed him up, convicted him and sentenced him in that one phrase. He was thief and pirate in her eyes; nothing more, nothing less. What, then, was she? What are those who have no charity? he asked the stars.
Well, as she had shaped him hitherto, so let her shape him now. Thief and pirate she had branded him. She should be justified. Thief and pirate should he prove henceforth; no more nor less; as bowelless, as remorseless, as all those others who had deserved those names. He would cast out the maudlin ideals by which he had sought to steer a course; put an end to this idiotic struggle to make the best of two worlds. She had shown him clearly to which world he belonged. Let him now justify her. She was aboard his ship, in his power, and he desired her.
He laughed softly, jeeringly, as he leaned on the taffrail, looking down at the phosphorescent gleam in the ship's wake, and his own laughter startled him by its evil note. He checked suddenly, and shivered. A sob broke from him to end that ribald burst of mirth. He took his face in his hands and found a chill moisture on his brow.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Cloud Seeding
I once took a class on weather with former weatherman Mike Madson. I think that was probably one of the three greatest classes of my life (the other two were physics instrumentation labs). Anyway, I finally got a USB floppy drive, so that I could recover some old stuff I had on floppies, because computers don't have floppies anymore. Some of that "old stuff" included my final presentation for that weather class, and I had chosen "Weather Manipulation and Cloud Seeding" as my topic. Unfortunately, I haven't found the notes that go with the presentation, so the pictures by themselves may not be quite self-explanatory. Still, *I* think it was a cool presentation. (Now I need to go find my presentation for "How a Refrigerator Works" from Physics Senior Seminar)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
*Breathe*
I'm so glad to finally have the political signs out of my yard. The flowers are much prettier... least they would be if they were still alive :( . Anyway, I'm not exactly thrilled with the results, but I can't say I'm surprised either. McCain won El Paso county (just as I thought he would), and he lost the country (just as I thought he would). If I lived in Denver or Boulder county (which I hope I never do), perhaps I would've voted for McCain, but even if that could've somehow caused him to win Colorado, he still would've lost the country. That's why I'm proud that I voted my heart and went with Chuck Baldwin :D Still, don't anybody accuse me of causing Obama to win. I bet I pounded the pavement for McCain more than anybody who would accuse 3rd party voters. (I was my precinct committee person. I had to. I became a pc in order to help Ron Paul. It never occured to me that McCain would win at that point, I really expected it would be Romney). And, don't anybody accuse me of being racist either, the first vote I ever cast in my life was for Alan Keyes (who later actually opposed Obama for his Illinois senate seat in 2004). So there.
Anyway, here's a COOL video someone sent to me:
Anyway, here's a COOL video someone sent to me:
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