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10
Feb 13

Catching up

The weekly effort to share extra photos and pad a day on the blog. On with it then:

Our friends’ new little guy. We finally met him yesterday:

Liam

“What you talking about, lady?”

Liam

“Can someone else hold me now?”

Liam

“You haven’t held me yet. Wanna?”

Liam

“I like crackers.”

Liam

“Oh no he didn’t. Girl please.”

Liam

Someone made him homemade booties. Adorable:

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Allie, who is charming as always, says hi:

Allie

Found this in one of the old Glomeratas that showed up on my doorstep this week. These are some of the headlines earned by a very successful football team from a century ago:

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Was there a market for these?

Trek


9
Feb 13

Meet a baby

We put a present in here:

Liam

But I’m not telling what is inside. The recipient might read this. Here’s the guy getting the gift:

Liam

To be fair, I thought he’d be parking cars by now. Probably he should have been, considering the big haul he pulled down at this meet the baby party. Probably took four cars to get all his great gifts home.

All of this came together very quickly for our friends. They put themselves on the adoption market last fall. At Christmas they received the phone call: there was a mother looking for a good home for her child. And then, almost immediately after another call: the mother was going into labor a month early.

So the adopting parents were in Georgia for the holiday, and skipped up to North Carolina for the delivery. The labor lasted forever. We all watched on Facebook for almost two full days. When that little guy was born he was as big as an acorn. They showed us a picture they took when he was four days old with a dollar bill beside him. The bill was two-thirds as big as the boy.

So now he’s all grown up. Seven pounds they said. Here is another picture:

Liam

And one more:

Liam

Oh, the gift was a nice homemade wall decoration. We took a large picture frame with mattes for two 5x7s. On the left we put the first picture of the new family. On the right was Psalm 3.

My son, do not forget my teaching,
but keep my commands in your heart,
for they will prolong your life many years
and bring you peace and prosperity.
Let love and faithfulness never leave you;
bind them around your neck,
write them on the tablet of your heart.
Then you will win favor and a good name
in the sight of God and man.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.[a]
Do not be wise in your own eyes;
fear the Lord and shun evil.
This will bring health to your body
and nourishment to your bones.
Honor the Lord with your wealth,
with the firstfruits of all your crops;
then your barns will be filled to overflowing,
and your vats will brim over with new wine.
My son, do not despise the Lord’s discipline,
and do not resent his rebuke,
because the Lord disciplines those he loves,
as a father the son he delights in.[b]
Blessed are those who find wisdom,
those who gain understanding,
for she is more profitable than silver
and yields better returns than gold.
She is more precious than rubies;
nothing you desire can compare with her.
Long life is in her right hand;
in her left hand are riches and honor.
Her ways are pleasant ways,
and all her paths are peace.
She is a tree of life to those who take hold of her;
those who hold her fast will be blessed.
By wisdom the Lord laid the earth’s foundations,
by understanding he set the heavens in place;
by his knowledge the watery depths were divided,
and the clouds let drop the dew.
My son, do not let wisdom and understanding out of your sight,
preserve sound judgment and discretion;
they will be life for you,
an ornament to grace your neck.
Then you will go on your way in safety,
and your foot will not stumble.
When you lie down, you will not be afraid;
when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.
Have no fear of sudden disaster
or of the ruin that overtakes the wicked,
for the Lord will be at your side
and will keep your foot from being snared.
Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due,
when it is in your power to act.
Do not say to your neighbor,
“Come back tomorrow and I’ll give it to you”—
when you already have it with you.
Do not plot harm against your neighbor,
who lives trustfully near you.
Do not accuse anyone for no reason—
when they have done you no harm.
Do not envy the violent
or choose any of their ways.
For the Lord detests the perverse
but takes the upright into his confidence.
The Lord’s curse is on the house of the wicked,
but he blesses the home of the righteous.
He mocks proud mockers
but shows favor to the humble and oppressed.
The wise inherit honor,
but fools get only shame.

Wisdom bestows well-being. It was well received.


7
Feb 13

We have a mystery song

Stayed cloudy and gray and dim all day. Never topped 55 degrees, according to the local weather station. Though it never really felt like that warm. I had a few minutes that I could have pedaled around on my bicycle, but I did not. Too cold. Presently my baseline is 52 degrees.

So I stayed inside and did other things. And I counted the minutes until dinnertime, when we could enjoy the rest of last night’s delicious gumbo. Homemade and good stuff. You should be so lucky!

Every so often you see stories about social media fatigue. On the other hand, here is a piece discussing Innovative uses for social media:

(W)e predict that in 2013 social media intelligence will become much more commonplace as businesses, government agencies and not-for-profit organisations seek to leverage this new, unparalleled wealth of information.

There’s a list. It should include things like tracking illness, moving money, wide scale gaming, collaborative art and more.

To aggregate or not to aggregate. The debate continues:

aggregation or curation is a fact of life in the digital age — just as record companies have had to learn to live with rampant downloading and sharing of music, publishers of all kinds are trying to get used to the idea that their content is no longer under their control.

… which is fine as a philosophical point. The reality is you can’t put it back in the box.

Here’s a new show to watch:

The Weather Channel’s latest reality show, and coastal Alabama’s latest taste of reality-show exposure, “Reef Wranglers” makes its premiere at 8 p.m. Central time on Tuesday, Feb. 12. It’s a limited four-episode series focusing on the adventures of the crew at Reefmaker, a business based at Walter Marine in Orange Beach.

Should be worth it for the underwater scenes. Ignore the stereotypes, if the producers allow you.

I got a new Glomerata today. Actually I have a few new ones to add to the site, so I’ll do that in the next few weeks. But this one is especially special, one of the earliest editions. Inside was this:

twostep

There are two pages of sheet music to this diddy. This book is so old that it is entirely possible that no one alive has ever heard this tune. Can’t wait to know what it sounds like.

Come play it for me?


2
Feb 13

Just relaxing

Allie


27
Jan 13

Not catching up

It seems I did not take the first picture this week. I took quite a few, actually, but they’re earmarked for later display on the site, so I don’t have any pictures for this space.

So I’ll just look at the stats and pull the most popular images that you’ve viewed this month. In order of popularity, then:

Playing in the yard on a beautiful January afternoon:

cateye

Catching the light just right — not bad for the phone, riding in a moving car:

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The Cateye on my bicycle:

cateye

The least viewed shot I’ve uploaded this month:

hours

Not missing much there, are you?

We went on a great ride this afternoon. The sun was out, the air was just on this side of being warm and everything was perfect. I took The Yankee out of town and into the next community over, through their downtown and then out the back into the countryside.

We rode on a road that absolutely had an uphill gradient, but it felt like I was going downhill with legs and speed to spare in my highest gear. At the end of that road we were almost at the halfway point. It felt like that halfway point of the roller coaster too, because after that stop sign you drop about a 150 feet in three tenths of a mile. Again, these aren’t real ascents and descents we have here. But I may have been speeding, so they’re real enough.

Anyway, by the time I’d meandered my way home on a not-so-direct route I’d accumulated 36.5 miles on the day. As I said on Twitter I looked, once again, like a guy pretending to be a poor cyclist rather than a guy with a bike. So top form! It all felt great, right until the end. I guess I can start putting a few more miles back into the routine, then.

Had Italian for dinner at a place called Ma Fia’s. So clever! The way they made that play on words! Good stuff for small town Italian, though. We’ve been there twice now and have enjoyed both trips.

Finished up a few projects after dinner. Got everything together for tomorrow’s first day back in class. And now I’m going to go ignore the protests of my dead legs.

Still just a guy being pulled around by a bike, then. Heh.