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* [[Boojum oil]] - compare [[Beezle-Nut oil (nonfiction)]] from [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horton_Hears_a_Who! Horton Hears a Who!] | * [[Boojum oil]] - compare [[Beezle-Nut oil (nonfiction)]] from [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horton_Hears_a_Who! Horton Hears a Who!] | ||
** Karljones Hears a Jingle: "Beezle-Nut Oils ... are your ready for your Beezle-Nut Oil ... it's not toil, don't get boiled ..." etc., fade to black and resume regular programming | ** [[Karljones Hears a Jingle]]: "Beezle-Nut Oils ... are your ready for your Beezle-Nut Oil ... it's not toil, don't get boiled ..." etc., fade to black and resume regular programming | ||
* [[Gnomon algorithm]] | * [[Gnomon algorithm]] | ||
* [[Gnomon Chronicles]] | * [[Gnomon Chronicles]] |
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Online diary of Karl Jones for Sunday May 10, 2020.
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Song of the Day for Howard Kranz
Sixth in a series of songs for Howard and myself to cover.
Dancing Song
"Dancing Song by Peter Mayer - from the album Bountiful (1997)
We may not be wearing perfect shoes We may not know sophisticated moves We may not begin from a graceful stance But in the end we re going to start to dance We may be standing in a public place Careful clothing, proper public faces When the social situation says we can t Right about then, we re going to start to dance And the ghost of something gone Is going to try our bodies on And break a smile a mile wide When we dance to save our lives When we dance to save our lives Every limb long atrophied away Will be brought back from the dead that day Every ego, cool and in control, will suddenly be Doing the Tango, doing the Do-Si-Do After every remedy of an intellectual sort We will dance a desperate dance, a dance of last resort And it won t matter what kind of degrees we hold We ll be relying on what we do not know And the ghost of something gone Is going to try our bodies on And holler hey, it s about time When we dance to save our lives And the ghost of something gone Is going to try our bodies on Exclaiming hallelujah child! When we dance to save our lives When we dance to save our lives
- Peter Mayer official website
- Dancing Song @ YouTube
- Post @ Facebook
The Eating of the Snark
Never mind the hunting of the Snark - what about the killing and eating of the Snark?
- The Hunting of the Snark @ Wikipedia - a poem written by English writer Lewis Carroll. It is typically categorized as a nonsense poem. Written from 1874 to 1876, the poem borrows the setting, some creatures, and eight portmanteau words from Carroll's earlier poem "Jabberwocky" in his children's novel Through the Looking-Glass (1871). The plot follows a crew of ten trying to hunt the Snark, an animal which may turn out to be a highly dangerous Boojum. The only one of the crew to find the Snark quickly vanishes, leading the narrator to explain that it was a Boojum after all.
Thoughts for DDB
DDB: sentinel of Science.
Tenets must be obeyed; anomalies must be validated or rejected.
No backsliding into proto-science, no hints of religion: forbidden, the lot of it.
Science Be Science, and as soon as it's not Science in the least, it's not Science at all.
See also Cantor Parabola.
Spiritus frumenti ad lib
Memo to self: investigate "Spiritus frumenti ad lib".
How to accept a rebuke
I accept this rebuke in acknowledgement of the insult I have dealt you.
Not as right as he thinks
He's not wrong. But he's not as right as he thinks.
Hypothetowockally
Let's say, just hypothetowockally ....
In the News
Fiction cross-reference
- Boojum oil - compare Beezle-Nut oil (nonfiction) from Horton Hears a Who!
- Karljones Hears a Jingle: "Beezle-Nut Oils ... are your ready for your Beezle-Nut Oil ... it's not toil, don't get boiled ..." etc., fade to black and resume regular programming
- Gnomon algorithm
- Gnomon Chronicles
- Ouroboros oil