<?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-6741049</id><updated>2025-08-08T22:03:56.862-04:00</updated><category term="rock on"/><category term="corn husks"/><category term="doorknobs"/><category term="eileen"/><category term="fall"/><category term="light switch"/><category term="mung beans"/><category term="pronouns"/><category term="scooters"/><category term="umbrellas"/><category term="vacation"/><title type='text'>tributary</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;*where*content*is*just*another*vagarie*&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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>3018</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6741049.post-4523450387925604691</id><published>2023-10-02T07:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2023-10-02T07:14:36.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet Letter And Ethan Frome</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Scarlet Letter and Ethan FromeI read both&amp;nbsp;The Scarlet Letter&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Ethan Frome&amp;nbsp;in high school, under that obligation. Both have New England as a setting in a dire way. SL’s setting seems primordial, a long distant past. EH sits later in time but far from contemporary.&amp;nbsp;SL was a tester for me because the lengthy Custom House section hardly makes clear what the story is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/4523450387925604691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/4523450387925604691?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4523450387925604691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4523450387925604691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/10/scarlet-letter-and-ethan-frome.html' title='Scarlet Letter And Ethan Frome'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7235006243226786501</id><published>2023-03-16T06:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2023-03-16T06:23:23.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Route</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;And there was the time crossing the I-states Beth and I taking Erin to visit his father in a summer exchange. Highway tide rushing thru nondescript Illinois skirting the big Windy City which had a gravitational pull even as we passed then dun-coloured Indiana where rest stops were something crushing and barely relief and excited nearing a bridge over the Mississippi was that ever a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7235006243226786501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7235006243226786501?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7235006243226786501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7235006243226786501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/03/one-route.html' title='One Route'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-4804169160014496211</id><published>2023-02-13T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2023-02-13T14:11:30.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grungy Henry Miller</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;The extended philosophical passages in Henry Miller’s work have little resonance for me. It’s just argle-bargle, written in glib confidence. His use of slurs also exhibits glibness. He sounds enclosed when using slurs. Rather than showing rugged power, as profanity can, his usage deflects towards emptiness and cold hell. I acknowledge that he wrote at a time when profanity and obscenity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/4804169160014496211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/4804169160014496211?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4804169160014496211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4804169160014496211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/02/the-grungy-henry-miller.html' title='The Grungy Henry Miller'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-8980422695231345014</id><published>2023-02-11T06:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2023-02-11T06:12:19.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerouac Note</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Neither&amp;nbsp;On The Road&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;The Dharma Bums&amp;nbsp;give much picture of him as a writer. Both give passing mention to his modest success as a writer, and he speaks of his notebooks here and there. No sense of him banging away at a typewriter. Given his peregrinations, filling notebooks would maybe not be a practical priority. The record of these books falls outside ‘pure facts’.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/8980422695231345014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/8980422695231345014?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/8980422695231345014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/8980422695231345014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/02/kerouac-note.html' title='Kerouac Note'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-865634980361510763</id><published>2023-02-06T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2023-02-06T21:09:14.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller and Kerouac</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Henry Miller seems like a writer who would resonate with the Beats. Anyway, I have started Tropic of Capricorn for the sake of perspective. I read Tropic of Cancer a couple years ago in a bold attempt to figure things out. Both writers write self-reflectively, in a torrential way. What are the shining rocks in that stream?

Miller is worth reading, thanks for asking, but he is crass and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/865634980361510763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/865634980361510763?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/865634980361510763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/865634980361510763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/02/miller-and-kerouac.html' title='Miller and Kerouac'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-1323449645169336294</id><published>2023-01-29T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2023-01-29T16:19:04.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Road and Dharma Bums</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Jack Kerouac’s recklessness or carelessness interests me. This attitude manifests in two ways: in his writing, and in his actions and life choices. Both cases lead to a cloudy charisma, simultaneously inspired and loutish.I am unsure what I knew of Kerouac when I was a teenager, I surely hadn’t read him. I can see the attraction for young minds, the sense of freedom. As a writer, words </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/1323449645169336294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/1323449645169336294?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1323449645169336294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1323449645169336294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2023/01/on-road-and-dharma-bums.html' title='On The Road and Dharma Bums'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-2747537569716665358</id><published>2022-12-26T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2022-12-26T15:17:56.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Mahabharata Becomes Boring</title><summary type="text">The Mahabharata goes slightly less a-pace. I slipped off reading other things. The war is over for the Pandava’s, they have their kingdom again. Yudhisthira now feels the weight of kingly responsibility. He goes to his uncle Bhishma for advice. Bhishma fought for the Kaurava’s out of a sense of duty that doesn’t add up for me. Well there you are. His lessons for Yudhisthira bring Confucius to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/2747537569716665358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/2747537569716665358?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/2747537569716665358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/2747537569716665358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/12/when-mahabharata-becomes-boring.html' title='When The Mahabharata Becomes Boring'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-5373448796261246224</id><published>2022-12-10T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2022-12-10T09:57:24.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Mahabharata</title><summary type="text">More MahabharataThe battlefield action in the Mahabharata strains belief. Not its fantastical nature, I expect supernatural exploits in mythological tales, but just the difficulty of imagining the events. When we read that thousands died at Arjuna’s hand as he plunges into a fray, we can shrink that figure down to tens or a lot. if we are thinking of historical events. I don’t know what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/5373448796261246224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/5373448796261246224?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/5373448796261246224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/5373448796261246224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/12/more-mahabharata.html' title='More Mahabharata'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-3209275456684125894</id><published>2022-12-05T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-12-05T14:23:01.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mahabharata</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Halfway into The Mahabharata we come to the part that often stands alone, The Bhagavad Gita. This represents a sea change for the epic. Up till now, the work has been mostly narrative with moral and spiritual matters occasionally interpolated. Now we have Krishna explaining duty to the unexpectedly quailing Arjuna. Krishna has always been understood as a god, but in human aspect. In this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/3209275456684125894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/3209275456684125894?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3209275456684125894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3209275456684125894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/12/the-mahabharata.html' title='The Mahabharata'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-4367087715663750711</id><published>2022-11-27T14:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2022-11-27T14:16:27.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Theory by Alan Sondheim</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Alan Sondheim has just published a new book, *Broken Theory*. Internet denizens with literary interests may know Sondheim’s name. He posts to numerous lists daily, I mean daily. This work comes in all shapes and sizes. It represents an unbelievably vast effort to mine the maelstrom of experience. *Broken Theory* seems like both a culmination of that effort, tho without a sense of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/4367087715663750711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/4367087715663750711?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4367087715663750711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4367087715663750711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/11/broken-theory-by-alan-sondheim.html' title='Broken Theory by Alan Sondheim'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-3750136516241078115</id><published>2022-10-28T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2022-10-28T09:51:59.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperion by Dan Simmons</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Finished&amp;nbsp;Hyperion&amp;nbsp;by Dan Simmons. I have mixed feelings about it. He presents a wonderfully troubling vision of the future, with humanity clearly having screwed the pooch. The intertwined narratives move a-pace but I’m pretty sure a good portion of Simmons’ intention dashed precipitously past my register. Rereading would be worthwhile if I had the energy.Six main characters tell, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/3750136516241078115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/3750136516241078115?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3750136516241078115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3750136516241078115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/10/hyperion-by-dan-simmons.html' title='Hyperion by Dan Simmons'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7732352500859939810</id><published>2022-09-18T19:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2022-09-18T19:22:50.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>“The Call of Cthuhlu”</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I just read&amp;nbsp;The Call of Cthulhu&amp;nbsp;by HP Lovecraft. I’ve read a number of his stories, and find them compelling. This is my first meeting with Cthulhu. I’m a bit dissatisfied.Of course I have absorbed some understanding of Cthulhu because the, er, character has cultural currency. The name resonates. Lovecraft’s mythos seems rather mushy when you look but carries weight for some. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7732352500859939810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7732352500859939810?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7732352500859939810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7732352500859939810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/09/the-call-of-cthuhlu.html' title='“The Call of Cthuhlu”'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7965171236181134055</id><published>2022-05-01T09:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2022-05-01T09:37:20.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fu Manchu of Our Lives</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I am reading&amp;nbsp;The Insidious Fu Manchu&amp;nbsp;by Sax Rohmer. I have read several Fu Manchu stories over the years. I&amp;nbsp;think. Rohmer wrote many books about this nefarious Oriental’s clash against Sir Denis Nayland Smith and all that is good. It doesn’t matter what title you select, tho, the books are all the same.Racism shows thick in these stories. They express a solid, nay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7965171236181134055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7965171236181134055?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7965171236181134055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7965171236181134055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2022/05/the-fu-manchu-of-our-lives.html' title='The Fu Manchu of Our Lives'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-1012966542058939939</id><published>2021-05-15T10:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2023-10-03T02:17:33.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Flann O’Brien</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I’ve read three novels by Flann O’Brien, each multiple times.&amp;nbsp;At Swim Two Birds&amp;nbsp;shows an extravagant imagination, as well as the influence of James Joyce. I shall read it once again. It is a power of writing but almost too much so.The Dalkey Archives&amp;nbsp;nearly seems ordinary compared to its mates. It is fun and silly and surely shows O’Brien’s gift. Maybe he has tempered his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/1012966542058939939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/1012966542058939939?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1012966542058939939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1012966542058939939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2021/05/some-flann-obrien.html' title='Some Flann O’Brien'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-9054609215386241839</id><published>2021-03-14T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2021-03-14T10:50:33.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Idiot by F. Dostoevsky </title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I am reading *The Idiot* by Dostoevsky. Doing so on a tablet, I didn’t grasp how long it is. That I remain vague about the book’s length disconcerts me. That the pagination changes according to the orientation of the tablet leaves me a trifle wobbly. That the novel is part of a collection of D’s work leaves me unsure where I am. However, read I do.I have read and appreciated *Crime and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/9054609215386241839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/9054609215386241839?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/9054609215386241839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/9054609215386241839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2021/03/the-idiot-by-f-dostoevsky.html' title='The Idiot by F. Dostoevsky '/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7571435652897258932</id><published>2020-11-26T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2020-11-26T08:55:35.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clash of the Titans, the Movie and the reproach</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;This past summer I watched both versions of the movie&amp;nbsp;Clash of the Titans. The movies follow the adventures of Perseus, famous Greek hero. Unsurprisingly, the plot is the same with both movies, save the city, save the girl. A considerable difference in storytelling stands between the two efforts. One notes the dramatic technological change in movie making between the one made in 1981 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7571435652897258932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7571435652897258932?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7571435652897258932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7571435652897258932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/11/clash-of-titans-movie-and-reproach.html' title='Clash of the Titans, the Movie and the reproach'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7006548204671385600</id><published>2020-10-23T08:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-10-23T08:52:11.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond the Pandemic a Bit</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;A customer wished to redeem a handful of cans. I told him we cannot accept those of his that we don’t sell. He asked with dismay, “When will things be normal again?” I replied perhaps too vigouroudly: “Normal doesn’t exist anymore.” Seven months into the pandemic and we are still working on that.The customer assumed this change in our procedure owed to the pandemic, as so much has these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7006548204671385600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7006548204671385600?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7006548204671385600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7006548204671385600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/10/beyond-pandemic-bit.html' title='Beyond the Pandemic a Bit'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-9114738982359728104</id><published>2020-10-05T06:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-10-05T06:42:16.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Masque of the Red Death Lately</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I just read “Masque of the Red Death”. I haven’t bothered to read Pandemic-themed classics (The Plague, which I read in high school anyway, or&amp;nbsp;The Decameron) during our travail. I’ve read “Masque” before but a Facebook friend posted a link to it yesterday so I partook.&amp;nbsp;The story offers little plot. Poe just paints a formidable atmosphere. Like Hawthorne, Poe sets scenes as a state</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/9114738982359728104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/9114738982359728104?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/9114738982359728104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/9114738982359728104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/10/masque-of-red-death-lately.html' title='Masque of the Red Death Lately'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7955862870152513886</id><published>2020-09-28T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-28T09:02:06.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rushed and Indelicate Statement</title><summary type="text">The gaseous contents of the Republican soul sees no value but in ‘values’. These values carry nothing but a plutonic weight. They pretend toward a fixity that does not exist. They feature no moral compass beyond the cunning of Old Testament restriction. No doctrinal Prince of Peace provides comfort to this mindset beyond the great and welcoming Hell they envision for others.The present </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7955862870152513886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7955862870152513886?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7955862870152513886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7955862870152513886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/09/a-rushed-and-indelicate-statement.html' title='A Rushed and Indelicate Statement'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-3486033962610556148</id><published>2020-08-30T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-30T18:49:12.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pluck of Raspberries as Autumn Returns</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Today we made yet another trip to Autumn Hills Orchard in Groton. Google sends us North on Rt 3 till we reach the Dunstable exit. From there the trail is southeast thru still viable New England farmland. It is a pleasant ride. Beth wants more raspberries to freeze. Again, it’s just an excuse to feel the early autumn sunshine on our faces.&amp;nbsp;Fluffy clouds and steely sunshine filled the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/3486033962610556148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/3486033962610556148?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3486033962610556148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/3486033962610556148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/the-pluck-of-raspberries-as-autumn.html' title='The Pluck of Raspberries as Autumn Returns'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-4645511880949521743</id><published>2020-08-20T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-20T09:47:04.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calming Pandemic Response of Almond Butter </title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;Made a cup or two of almond butter. Roasting, blanching, and peeling the almonds took upwards of two hours. Nothing onerous in the task, it feels peaceful. Once blanched the almond skins mostly squirt off. They need reblanching when they cool. Sitting in boiled water for a minute constitutes blanching. I watched&amp;nbsp;MST3K&amp;nbsp;while I removed the skins.Processing in the Cuisinart took 12 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/4645511880949521743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/4645511880949521743?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4645511880949521743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/4645511880949521743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/the-calming-pandemic-response-of-almond.html' title='The Calming Pandemic Response of Almond Butter '/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-5624661683033697076</id><published>2020-08-13T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-13T21:13:04.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Up A Pandemic Response</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I have been writing considerably about our&amp;nbsp;Covid-19 Shit-Hits-The-Fan Food Gathering And Prep Initiative, ongoing. The intent is not to show that I remember hippies, Age of Aquarious, and all that righteous. I&amp;nbsp;doremember all that, and feel a curious warmth towards it, tho I hardly breathed that air. More importantly, however, I just want to see the result of a little extra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/5624661683033697076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/5624661683033697076?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/5624661683033697076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/5624661683033697076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/cooking-up-pandemic-response.html' title='Cooking Up A Pandemic Response'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-1261931666034238273</id><published>2020-08-12T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-12T14:05:00.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t Let the River Beast Get You, the filmic experience</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;This is an oddly satisfying, low-budget monster movie. Not to give anything away but this film offers the least scary monster ever. It also has a charming, goofy vibe. It is&amp;nbsp;intentionally&amp;nbsp;funny tho it looks like your average cheesy b-flick sloppy mess.Look at the title. Instead of&amp;nbsp;Beware the River Beast&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;Revenge of the River Beast&amp;nbsp;we have the scary words in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/1261931666034238273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/1261931666034238273?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1261931666034238273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/1261931666034238273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/dont-let-river-beast-get-you-filmic.html' title='Don’t Let the River Beast Get You, the filmic experience'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-823773469301864006</id><published>2020-08-10T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-10T11:08:19.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping the Pandemic</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;I have a week off, which means a little less attention to Covid-19. Routines have developed over the past five months. Wash hands, wear mask. Work is just work now, albeit with the experience heightened.I continue messing around with sort of pandemic-related production of foodstuffs. Making food that I might otherwise buy. The supply chain has been rattled and will continue so. Get used to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/823773469301864006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/823773469301864006?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/823773469301864006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/823773469301864006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/shopping-pandemic.html' title='Shopping the Pandemic'/><author><name>Simple Theories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03668925222933772694</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-6741049.post-7163139974748755386</id><published>2020-08-09T08:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-08-09T08:39:06.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Olson, Thoreau, and the Distance to Mt. Wachusett</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;The author Robert Sullivan, in&amp;nbsp;The Thoreau You Didn’t Know, several times notes that Mt Wachusett is on the edge of Concord or vice versa. It’s probably more than an hour by car between the two. I think I am even under-estimating. In his research, Sullivan maybe didn’t haul out to Wachusett, it is not a significant place in the Thoreau annals. He probably looked at a map and judged the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/feeds/7163139974748755386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6741049/7163139974748755386?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7163139974748755386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6741049/posts/default/7163139974748755386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribute-airy.blogspot.com/2020/08/charles-olson-thoreau-and-distance-to.html' title='Charles Olson, Thoreau, and the Distance to Mt. 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