Month: October 2002

  • Went for another walk in Discovery Park today. Gray misty foggy, chilly air. I overdressed and wished I had a backpack to stuff a layer into.

    They call it Discovery Park for a reason. It’s like this… You’re walking along a paved road that used to go somewhere but all the buildings have been torn down, so it’s just a big loop of cement in a field. You look to your left and perched in a tree is a peregrine falcon.



    It’s a crappy picture, but there’s the bird, not 25 feet away from me.

    I stood still and watched it sit there for about five minutes. I squatted down and watched it for about five more minutes. Then I turned my head, since it sounded like some noisy kids were coming my way, and it took this cue to soar off silently, down the meadow, just a few inches above the top of the tall grass.

    Peregrines are endangered. Widespread DDT use nearly wiped them out by making their eggs too fragile.

    There have been a nesting pair at the top of a building in downtown Seattle since 1986. Portland, OR, has a nesting pair under a huge bridge across the Columbia river. Peregrines like high places, obviously.

  • Today’s Music

    By request, Neil Finn. Only not just Neil Finn, but his brother Tim, as well. Call them… The Finn Brothers.

    Since tomorrow’s Sunday, they ask: Where Is My Soul?



  • “How did I get here?”



    “You were born.”



  • Strange bugs in Discovery Park.

    It might be that I know the guy who put them there, tho he won’t give me a straight answer. They’re in quite a state of disrepair; time and visitors haven’t been kind to them.

  • You know the cartoon ‘This Modern World,’ right? Well, Tom Tomorrow, the comic’s author, has a blog.

    And you should read this entry. Really, you should.

  • Ok, so as much as I dislike the Xangazon ranking thingie on my SIR page and try to ignore it, I have to wonder about its accuracy. Or else, I have to wonder about the rest of Xanga…

    Because, you see, it’s telling me that the #5 book on Xanga at the moment is LaVey’s ‘The Satanic Witch.’

    Sure, Halloween’s approaching, and some of you might have this book to put on your coffeetable and freak out visitors, but… if I visit, I’ll laugh at you openly for being so gullible. Then I’ll steal your fine silver and best wine while you look on in astonishment. You’ll have no rights to complain; you’re a ‘Satanic Witch’ after all, right?

    I suppose, though, that the most just fate that can befall LeVay’s work is as costume accessory. Irrelevant, if initially shocking.

  • El Musica Por, Like, Today

    Today is a special music of the day day, because I’ve chosen to feature the strange sounds of negativland. You’ll no doubt note that the file I’ve linked to is pretty freaking huge, and that’s because the track is 15+ minutes long.

    negativland always inspires me. Theirs is music (well, soundscape) of pure craft. These guys know specifically and exactly what they’re doing, and they’re really, really good at figuring out what to do.

  • Courtesy of guido: The Telemarketing Counter-Script. Go through it when a telemarketer calls you.

  • Musique Du Jour

    Quark‘ by Ken Nordine, from A Transparent Mask

    I’ve ‘blogged about Ken Nordine before. He’s a rare talent in so many ways, and still kicking at 80.

  • Tidepool, condensed news for the pacific northwest.