<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496</id><updated>2026-04-30T05:10:24.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt and Ice</title><subtitle type='html'>The Mumbling Jack precursor. Occasional thoughts on Baseball, Poetry, Art, Music, and other Obsessions real or imagined. Follow my new Mumbling Jack blog at the link below.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>270</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-1863495722956672961</id><published>2013-02-08T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-02-08T16:48:23.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbling Jack, an album of poetry</title><summary type="text">

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/1863495722956672961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/1863495722956672961?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1863495722956672961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1863495722956672961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2013/02/mumbling-jack-album-of-poetry.html' title='Mumbling Jack, an album of poetry'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-9218685449461257693</id><published>2013-01-31T16:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2013-01-31T16:15:44.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hounds of Hell, by John Masefield (circa 1920)</title><summary type="text">

There&#39;s a lot of silly Christian shit to wade through in this but it&#39;s worth it, I think (and necessary, of course, because the poem wouldn&#39;t exist if silly Christian shit didn&#39;t), to get lines likes these:


&quot;The men who lived upon the moor
Would waken to the scratch
Of hounds&#39; claws digging at the door
Or scraping at the latch.
...

Men let the hay crop run to seed
And the corn crop sprout in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/9218685449461257693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/9218685449461257693?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/9218685449461257693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/9218685449461257693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-hounds-of-hell-by-john-masefield.html' title='The Hounds of Hell, by John Masefield (circa 1920)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8023575155624980618</id><published>2009-09-27T10:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:40:01.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.000000007 Percent (or Thereabouts) Solutions</title><summary type="text">A great sketch about homeopathy.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8023575155624980618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8023575155624980618?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8023575155624980618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8023575155624980618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2009/09/000000007-percent-or-thereabouts.html' title='.000000007 Percent (or Thereabouts) Solutions'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-5690508958526898666</id><published>2009-09-25T15:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:57:33.296-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Microsoft getting something right?</title><summary type="text">A booklet -- not a tablet, not a notebook--&amp;nbsp;this is what I&#39;ve been waiting for. I hope the end product is as good as I&#39;m dreaming.


&quot;Courier is a real device, and we&#39;ve heard that it&#39;s in the &quot;late prototype&quot; stage of development. It&#39;s not a tablet, it&#39;s a booklet. The dual 7-inch (or so) screens are multitouch, and designed for writing, flicking and drawing with a stylus, in addition to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/5690508958526898666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/5690508958526898666?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5690508958526898666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5690508958526898666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-microsoft-getting-something-right.html' title='Is Microsoft getting something right?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-5295989009596708193</id><published>2008-01-04T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T12:26:28.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy International</title><summary type="text">I&#39;m not blogging much these days, but the 2007 International Privacy Rankings are enough to wake me up, at least momentarily. Without privacy, freedom is a myth. Is this really the world we want? Do we, as Canadians, want to continue to allow our freedom to be eroded? If not, what can we do to prevent it? What will we do to prevent it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/5295989009596708193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/5295989009596708193?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5295989009596708193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5295989009596708193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2008/01/privacy-international.html' title='Privacy International'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-5212338669927823025</id><published>2007-11-13T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:23:42.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas Worth Spreading is</title><summary type="text">the tagline for the TED website. And it&#39;s good to see a tagline with truth.TED stands for Technology, Entertainment, Design. It started out (in 1984) as a conference bringing together people from those three worlds. Since then its scope has become ever broader.The annual conference now brings together the world&#39;s most fascinating thinkers and doers, who are challenged to give the talk of their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/5212338669927823025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/5212338669927823025?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5212338669927823025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5212338669927823025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/11/ideas-worth-spreading-is.html' title='Ideas Worth Spreading is'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-7475448458224709220</id><published>2007-10-26T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T03:45:27.311-03:00</updated><title type='text'>How much rice is your vocabulary worth?</title><summary type="text">Find out at FreeRice.* Here is a litte quote from the site&#39;s About page:FreeRice is a sister site of the world poverty site, Poverty.com.FreeRice has two goals: 1. Provide English vocabulary to everyone for free. 2. Help end world hunger by providing rice to hungry people for free.They may be optimistic — who can say? But it&#39;s an addictive little exercise. Give it a go.*The link arrived in an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/7475448458224709220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/7475448458224709220?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/7475448458224709220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/7475448458224709220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-much-rice-is-your-vocabulary-worth.html' title='How much rice is your vocabulary worth?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8191639970723448297</id><published>2007-10-25T14:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:33:57.395-03:00</updated><title type='text'>[99] Lift Balloons</title><summary type="text">Okay, I made the 99 part up -- but seriously, a balloon carrying a solar telescope reached an altitude of almost 23 miles above the earth:*The Sunrise project has presented engineers with a number of extraordinary challenges. The balloon is designed to carry 6,000 pounds of equipment, including a 1-meter (39-inch) solar telescope, additional observing instruments, communications equipment, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8191639970723448297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8191639970723448297?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8191639970723448297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8191639970723448297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/10/99-lift-balloons.html' title='[99] Lift Balloons'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-4109717743224338784</id><published>2007-10-25T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:08:55.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy Threats Video (and lawful access legislation)</title><summary type="text">Update: To get a feel for the direction in which lawful access legislation points us, watch PBS Frontline&#39;s &quot;Cheney&#39;s Law.&quot; (Synopsis here.)Michael Geist, author of the weekly column &#39;Law Bytes,&#39; made the concluding remarks at the recent (end of September, 2007) International Data Protection and Privacy Commissioner&#39;s conference in Montreal. The Office of the Privacy Commissioner of Canada has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/4109717743224338784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/4109717743224338784?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4109717743224338784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4109717743224338784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/10/privacy-threats-video.html' title='Privacy Threats Video (and lawful access legislation)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8233694011643786928</id><published>2007-07-15T18:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:01:00.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Does God Hate Amputees?</title><summary type="text">And why won&#39;t he heal them?  Any believer in the christian god as a supreme being is helpless to answer that last question without resorting to self-delusion and intellectual dishonesty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8233694011643786928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8233694011643786928?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8233694011643786928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8233694011643786928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-does-god-hate-amputees.html' title='Why Does God Hate Amputees?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-6315708751285394053</id><published>2007-06-19T11:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:25:11.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Pier at Baltimore</title><summary type="text">JC Bradbury of Sabernomics looks at the Baltimore Orioles&#39; firing of manager Sam Perlozzo.Bradbury makes some good points. Personally, I think that the best thing that could happen to the Orioles would be for owner Peter Angelos to take a long walk off a short Baltimore pier, or at least sell the club to someone who is interested in fielding a winning team.Why pick on Angelos?Well, first of all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/6315708751285394053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/6315708751285394053?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6315708751285394053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6315708751285394053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/06/jc-bradbury-of-sabernomics-looks-at.html' title='A Short Pier at Baltimore'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-5006591550102840783</id><published>2007-05-29T15:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:45:22.795-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frost-Damaged Sonnet (near the end of a long, cold May)</title><summary type="text">Here&#39;s a poem I wrote last Friday.  Anyone who is familiar with my stuff will probably notice that this one tumbles among my apparent obsessions like a pebble in a streambed.Frost-Damaged Sonnet (near the end of a long, cold May)Some June when lilacs aren&#39;t in bloomand willows are bare of bark,when there&#39;s no chickadee, no bumblebee,no baseball’s parabolic arc,when lips and tongues aren&#39;t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/5006591550102840783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/5006591550102840783?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5006591550102840783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5006591550102840783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/05/frost-damaged-sonnet-near-end-of-long.html' title='Frost-Damaged Sonnet (near the end of a long, cold May)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-6295738891759580006</id><published>2007-05-04T15:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T15:26:09.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Up (the) Pieces</title><summary type="text">A month into the 2007 baseball season the most interesting story to me is that of the injury-wracked Oakland Athletics team. So far this year, they&#39;ve suffered injuries of various sorts to Rich Harden (their best starting pitcher), Mark Kotsay (their best center fielder), Milton Bradley (their best right fielder), Dan Johnson (their second-best first baseman -- though he&#39;s back now), Nick Swisher</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/6295738891759580006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/6295738891759580006?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6295738891759580006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6295738891759580006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/05/picking-up-pieces.html' title='Picking Up (the) Pieces'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-5329825076716692844</id><published>2007-03-20T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T14:33:56.514-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Poem</title><summary type="text">Bouncing around today, I found How To Catch a Lion in the Sahara Desert.I&#39;d call its original form an unintentional prose poem, but I&#39;ve taken the liberty of inserting line breaks and doing some editing to turn it into the following (which I may attempt to record sometime in the next few days):Found Poem (How To Catch a Lion in the Sahara Desert)1. Theoretical Physics MethodsThe Dirac </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/5329825076716692844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/5329825076716692844?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5329825076716692844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/5329825076716692844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/03/found-poem.html' title='Found Poem'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-2153902280428813961</id><published>2007-03-18T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:45:16.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Them Irish Are Some Keeners, Wha?</title><summary type="text">Always in the vanguard where death is concerned.  An Irish funeral parlour now offers, um, live streaming of funerals for people unable to attend in, er, body. They do seem to be using a tasteful and considerate approach (which is more than can be said for me)Just last week, he said, the funeral home negotiated with an internet service provider in New Zealand to upgrade one woman&#39;s connection </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/2153902280428813961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/2153902280428813961?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2153902280428813961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2153902280428813961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/03/them-irish-are-some-keeners-wha.html' title='Them Irish Are Some Keeners, Wha?'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-2421041844915800883</id><published>2007-03-07T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:07:03.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Make A SteamPunk Keyboard</title><summary type="text">Call me a geek if you like, but I think this is a seriously cool DIY project. Though if I were to attempt it, I&#39;d probably not even bother looking for an old typewriter to salvage keys from. I&#39;d simply go with the brass-edged buttons for all the keys. Also, while it would be much more work (all those holes!), I think I might at least attempt to make a thin brass or wooden face to lay over or in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/2421041844915800883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/2421041844915800883?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2421041844915800883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2421041844915800883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-make-steampunk-keyboard.html' title='How To Make A SteamPunk Keyboard'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8825522534878003735</id><published>2007-03-04T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:43:27.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chicago Homer</title><summary type="text">Even before I found the Chicago Homer tonight (more on it below, with a link) there were many things to like about Chicago — even for me, who has never been there. And probably never will be.For instance, in the middle of the 19th-century she became the livestock centre of America, butchering and shipping delicious beef and pork all over the USA.There is Wrigley Field, which opened in 1914.And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8825522534878003735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8825522534878003735?isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8825522534878003735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8825522534878003735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/03/chicago-homer.html' title='The Chicago Homer'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-4676057579914057249</id><published>2007-02-20T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:28:31.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cognitive Biases</title><summary type="text">Here is a list of cognitive biases at Wikipedia. I, of course, don&#39;t suffer from any of them because I am not your average person.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/4676057579914057249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/4676057579914057249?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4676057579914057249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4676057579914057249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/02/cognitive-biases.html' title='Cognitive Biases'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8534498348505024485</id><published>2007-02-11T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T03:43:04.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind</title><summary type="text">The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind is a fascinating book written by Julian Jaynes, and published by Houghton Mifflin in 1976. Maybe many of you folks have read this book already.   And if you haven&#39;t, maybe you should (I find Jaynes&#39; writing very accessible). I managed to borrow a copy a little while ago (but it&#39;s apparent to me that I am going to have to acquire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8534498348505024485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8534498348505024485?isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8534498348505024485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8534498348505024485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/02/origin-of-consciousness-in-breakdown-of.html' title='The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of the Bicameral Mind'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-1839178014723154728</id><published>2007-01-31T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T15:36:51.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever You Say Say Nothing (a Seamus Heaney poem)</title><summary type="text">Whatever You Say Say Nothing audiofile (6:06). Today I felt like reading a Heaney poem.  The text of Whatever You Say Say Nothing.  It&#39;s a powerful poem and requires no explanation from me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/1839178014723154728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/1839178014723154728?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1839178014723154728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1839178014723154728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/whatever-you-say-say-nothing-seamus.html' title='Whatever You Say Say Nothing (a Seamus Heaney poem)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-8015499378149847453</id><published>2007-01-27T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T14:05:04.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The God Delusion, etc</title><summary type="text">(A comment by Rob L on this post at Alone On A Boreal Stage led me to write this post.)&quot;He [Richard Dawkins] does not quietly acknowledge the etherial [sic] quality of religion, but instead scorns it as an escape from the earthly responsibility of being a human being in the here and now (sounds a lot like Marx, actually...and Freud...).&quot;The ethereal quality of religion.&quot; If the emphasis there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/8015499378149847453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/8015499378149847453?isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8015499378149847453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/8015499378149847453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/god-delusion-etc.html' title='The God Delusion, etc'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-6324976025041194338</id><published>2007-01-15T15:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:17:49.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Silent Evening (a Galway Kinnell poem)</title><summary type="text">That Silent Evening audiofile (2:38).As requested in the comments to a previous post, here is Galway Kinnell&#39;s That Silent Evening. Text here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/6324976025041194338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/6324976025041194338?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6324976025041194338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/6324976025041194338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/that-silent-evening-galway-kinnell-poem.html' title='That Silent Evening (a Galway Kinnell poem)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-1887626479950791123</id><published>2007-01-14T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T12:11:53.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><summary type="text">I ran into a small technical difficulty (misplaced the 1/4 inch to 1/8 inch adaptor for my input jack).  I won&#39;t be able to record until I get a new one tomorrow.  My apologies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/1887626479950791123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/1887626479950791123?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1887626479950791123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/1887626479950791123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-2741024568862884976</id><published>2007-01-12T13:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T13:17:52.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Audioposts</title><summary type="text">I&#39;ll be able to get back to posting audio renditions of poems this weekend.  If anyone has any requests,  let me know.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/2741024568862884976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/2741024568862884976?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2741024568862884976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/2741024568862884976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/return-of-audioposts.html' title='Return of the Audioposts'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10107496.post-4084470939837938852</id><published>2007-01-09T01:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:35:38.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequeno Vals Vienes (Federico Garcia Lorca)</title><summary type="text">&quot;Pequeno Vals Vienes&quot; is the poem on which Leonard Cohen based the song &quot;Take This Waltz.&quot; I have long wanted to do my own translation of the piece. So I have. It&#39;s below. The original, Spanish  text can be found here.update: I&#39;ve done another version and posted it in the comments.Little Viennese Waltz      In Vienna there are ten girls waitingfor death to sob on their shoulders;there&#39;s a forest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/feeds/4084470939837938852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/10107496/4084470939837938852?isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4084470939837938852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10107496/posts/default/4084470939837938852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltandice.blogspot.com/2007/01/pequeno-vals-vienes-federico-garcia.html' title='Pequeno Vals Vienes (Federico Garcia Lorca)'/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08821143429836966690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>