Follow up and new stuff

I am adding new tags to my posts – starting immediately and as I feel like it, I’ll use Chas’ post typology. I’m going to enhance and extend** a bit:

Type1 – !warning – minimal original content!, other than perhaps an “Ooh, shiny!” from yrs truly.

Type2 – what I did on my summer vacation feat. Deep Thoughts. In other words, things I’m thinking about.

Type3 – eats.

So, the first official type1:

Quite some time ago I posted on the work of Walton Ford. I clicked to the Taschen Books web site yesterday and on the home page? Info about Pancha Tantra, a beautiful bestiary. “Bruegel by way of Borges” indeed – I wish I could afford a copy (n.b. if I could afford a copy, I likely would not be working a “normal” job).

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Read this (and the comments). It’s caused me to read some new-to-me Orwell, re-read a bunch of T. S. Eliot and think a little more…

** “enhance and extend” is oftentimes IT-corporatespeak for pervert and make proprietary.

A walk with the dogs

Inspired by the use of flickrSLiDR at Curious Expeditions, I took my camera with me when Dinah, Janey and I headed out for a stroll this morning. Boone stayed home by the wood stove – he’s had a tough couple days (just old age stuff) and neither he nor I were interested in running the oldster into the ground. So, my slide show of dogs ‘n woods:

More LOC Flickr

All Library of Congress photos tagged “newmexico” here.

This is gorgeous – I had to post it:

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And these pictures remind me of a favorite movie – Where the Rivers Flow North – though these shots are 14 years after the time portrayed in the film. Put it on your to-see list – Rip Torn and Tantoo Cardinal are fantastic in it. Cardinal especially – her character talks in a way I’ve heard just a couple of times – from really old Quebecois/native woods folk.
Backstage at the girlie show:

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The barker:

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Bring it! The Library of Congress Flickrstream:

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Above: Lewis Tewanima

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Via WWdN.

Update – this sounds interesting:

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Sir Genille, twelfth Baronet of his line, has had a checkered career. Born a second son of the eleventh Baronet he ran away to set [sea?] in 1883 when 13 years old, later enlisting as a private in the army and fighting in several battles in Egypt, was wounded, captured and escaped. After a sad experience with money lenders in London [!], he hunted big game in Africa, wandered about the Orient and finally turned up in San Francisco. Society made a fuss over him but he disappeared to be found again, this time in Kansas City, as a day laborer. * (warning – pdf)