Friday, August 18, 2017

Swimlog: Pool Date 08/17/2017

Swimlog: Pool Date 08/17/2017

Pool lengths: 72
Length of pool: 80'
Distance: 1920 yards
Duration: 66 minutes
Calorie burn: 894 (per Fitbit app)

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Website Migration (Mostly) Completed

All of the posts worth saving have been moved here to Blogger from the hosted WordPress version of this website. pages have as well.

Word Whizzyrds ( pages and files have been saved for later replication. I need to trim all the defunct content from those and improve them. That I'll pick away at.

Both and now point here to this blog.

To be honest, I'm somewhat amazed at how well Super Aquarian duplicated on the Blogger platform. I think the platform is quite underrated.

Super Aquarian actually looks *better* in its desktop version on Blogger.

The mobile version isn't responsive, so it loses a lot of visual content. However, requesting the desktop version in Chrome for Android actually does pretty well. I still wish Google would make a responsive mobile version of their existing Blogger themes, though.

All in all, I think I just saved myself $170.00 plus change per year and am happy with the result.

Quite a bit to think about.





THIS again?

Go wash your sheets,
Show your face like a man,
Which you wouldn't recognize,
If his any-color-but-hate whupped your chicken ass.

There's a dark band,
Way out at the edges of the light a prism casts,
But y'all eclipse worse than the Sun in August of 2017.

You shadows on the wall of Humanity,
Living in fear and hate.

Find some other planet to darken.


By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 08/16/2017

Monday, August 14, 2017

Swimlog: Pool Date 08/14/2017

Pool Lengths: 50
Length of pool: 80'
Duration: 47 minutes
Motion: Continuous
Calorie burn: 687 (Per Fitbit app)

Stroke types: Multiple as per prior Swimlog.

Classic Sci-Fi I Loved Reading When Younger - One Of The Original "Space Operas"

E. E. "Doc" Smith's "Skylark of Space" Series

he first book in the series was Written in the 1928, for Amazing Stories, and the fourth and last book in the series, "Skylark DuQuesne," was written in 1963. These books are a classic space opera, and many credit the series as the first and original Space Opera.

Edward Elmer "Doc" Smith is often referred to as the "farther of Space Opera."

Doc Smith was a food chemist by trade.

Like the Edgar Rice Burroughs "John Carter of Mars / Barsoom" books, which preceded this series, you can't go into it looking for "serious" science fiction with a level of future plausibility. It has to be taken much like Star Wars - go looking for fun, and go because it's thoroughly entertaining, and go because the reverence comes from the history and wonder of an earlier era, penned in grandiose imagination by one of the early pioneers of the genre.

I had the entire series in paperback in the early 1980's, and totally loved them. While "Doc" Smith was famous for his "Lensman" series, this shorter and less well-known series is a wonderful Summer read for a true science fiction lover.

You can get the first book on the series for FREE here: 

and here:

More information on the series, and a list of all the books can be found here:

And here:

Have fun!


Sunday, August 13, 2017

Swimlog: Pool Date 08/13/2017

Pool lengths swam: 60
Length of pool: 80'
Yards: 1,600
Duration: 65 minutes
Motion: Continuous
Strokes: Sweep, crawl, dog paddle, kickboard, bear hug, reverse sweep, back stroke, kicking back stroke, back kick & push, backward push
Calorie burn: 441 (Per Fitbit app)

Dancing For The Tribe...

Dancing For The Tribe...

My people.
Your people.
Our people.

Varied like daily sunsets.

Changing rules and lies and fears that fade like dust.

It blows down the hill at sunset just before the stars howl.

It was a child's eyes that always saw them moving,
Fleet across the skies like night birds aglow in Heaven,
Satellites are like dreams come true in a way.

If you vanish into the New Mexico desert,
You'll see more Heaven than a lonely campfire could possibly create.

It's in the dark of night that you see the most distant lights.

It has to be dark or you're blind.

Don't stare at the campfire - keep your night vision clear,
Until you're able to see ghosts and whisper to our ancestors.

Stand upon the high rock naked of all but cotton.

Feel what we've been missing, listen to the wind on the rocks -
Maybe you'll hear the treasure of raindrops melting against your skin.

It's the music of falling rain and desert wind,
The merger of camp fire and starlight,
The howl of lonely stars in the sky.

Maybe it's so dark even lies glow an evil red.

It's time to start dancing a prayer of hope and wisdom - maybe deliverance.

Start dancing for the tribe.


By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 08/03/2005