first the wifi'd the beach, and now the train. at least it might provide an unnessarily complicated way to get radio reception while commuting.
President Mwai Kibaki of Kenya is said to have taken to his bed in despair, finding solace, according to a cabinet colleague, "only in the works of P G Wodehouse". from the telegraph
it seems an admirably sane idea to retire to bed with a pile of wodehouse and wait for things to improve.
were here....were penguins, and other over used phrases.
gay penguins, are yet again in the news, the sun has possibly the best version of the story.
previously on gay penguins:
wendell and kass and thier well appointed nest.
japanese gay penguins, clearly not just a product of post-christian decadence
silo and roy recovering well after that lion taming incident.
a proper book on the subject: Biological Exuberance: Animal Homosexuality and Natural Diversity, Bruce Bagemihl
we have a new garden, and i'm attempting my usual book-learning over theoretical approach: buying books, PH kits and attempting to identify frost pockets and microclimates. beloved has started spot tests on my gardening knowledge:
she says "what is a rhizome?"
i know this one "a rhizome is a multiplicity, it resists structures of meaning and power: it's the opposite of a tree, anti-genealogical. every point on it is connected to every other and everyone of them a possible start point. it is the opposite of structure. it's all potential, pregnant if you like"
she looks at me funny "but *what* is it....in the real world"
"oh, i don't know....it's a kind of underground stem that can turn into loads of stuff?" look hopeful.
critical theory is proving to have a very limited application to gardening.
i'm putting off getting the getting things done book; much recommended by the getting things done cult members, by looking at other books about not putting off getting things done.
i fear i am a hopeless cause.