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GenieACS consists of a back end and a front end. The back end is where the heavy lifting is done and the front end is just a web-based interface for management. Each of the sections below contains two sub sections for each part. See the wiki for more info.
Back end
Install Node.js, Redis, and MongoDB. Refer to the corresponding documentation for installation guides. Then use NPM to install GenieACS by typing:
npm install -g genieacs
You may need to modify the configuration files under "config" directory (in /lib/node_modules/genieacs/config) depending on your setup.
Alternatively, you can use git to get the latest development version (not recommended for production use):
cd /opt
git clone https://github.com/zaidka/genieacs.git --branch v1.0
cd genieacs
npm install
npm run configure
npm run compile
Finally, run the following in GNU Screen session or something similar:
This is the service that the CPEs will communicate with. It listens to port 7547 by default (see config/config.json). Configure the ACS URL of your devices accordingly.
This is the northbound interface module. It exposes a REST API on port 7557 by default. This is needed for the GUI front end to communicate with.
This is the file server from which the CPEs will download firmware images and other types of files.
You can use stream redirection to output to log files:
genieacs-cwmp >> /var/log/genieacs-cwmp.log 2>> /var/log/genieacs-cwmp-err.log
genieacs-nbi >> /var/log/genieacs-nbi.log 2>> /var/log/genieacs-nbi-err.log
genieacs-fs >> /var/log/genieacs-fs.log 2>> /var/log/genieacs-fs-err.log
TR-069 Central has a detailed installation guide for Ubuntu.
The front end component is built with Ruby on Rails 4. We recommend using RVM to install Ruby on Rails.
Clone the git repository:
git clone https://github.com/zaidka/genieacs-gui.git
Once that is done, create configuration files by copying the provided templates.
cd genieacs-gui
cp config/graphs-sample.json.erb config/graphs.json.erb
cp config/index_parameters-sample.yml config/index_parameters.yml
cp config/summary_parameters-sample.yml config/summary_parameters.yml
cp config/parameters_edit-sample.yml config/parameters_edit.yml
cp config/parameter_renderers-sample.yml config/parameter_renderers.yml
cp config/roles-sample.yml config/roles.yml
cp config/users-sample.yml config/users.yml
Refer to the configuration section below for description of each configuration file.
Now install the required gems by typing (while in the project directory):
You're now good to go. Run the application:
rails s
Make sure the back end is running as the GUI depends on it.
The sample config files should work out of the box in most cases. Modify the settings as you see fit depending on your environment.
Back end
You'll find the following configuration files under the config directory:
This file contaisn basic options:
- DATABASE_NAME: The name of MongoDB database to use.
- MONGODB_SOCKET: The UNIX socket file or IP:port to use to connect to MongoDB.
- REDIS_SOCKET: The port (or UNIX socket) for connecting to redis server.
- ACS_INTERFACE/ACS_HTTPS_INTERFACE/ACS_PORT/ACS_HTTPS_PORT: What network interface and port to use to listen for incoming connections from CPE. The value 0.0.0.0 implies listening to all available interface on the server. The port 7547 is the standard for TR-069 protocol but you're free to change it if needed. Make sure to use the correct IP and port when mapping your devices to your GenieACS instance.
- API_INTERFACE/API_PORT: The network interface and port to use for exposing the northbound API.
- FILES_INTERFACE/FILES_PORT: The network interface and port to serve files to the CPEs such as firmware images.
- FILES_IP: The IP (or host name) used to construct the file URL to be sent to CPE.
- LOG_INFORMS: Whether or not you want to log inform requests. Should probably be turned off unless needed.
- DEBUG_DEVICES: Enable HTTP dump for certain devices. This is useful for debugging. Use the format {"device 1 ID" : true, "device 2 ID" : true}.
Parameter configuration is defined here. For each parameter, you can define an alias and/or a type. Aliases, as the name implies, allow you to map that parameter to an alias. Types let you specify the expected type of that parameter for better search. For example, specifying the type "mac" lets you search for that parameter by partial MAC address ignoring colons or capitalization.
There's 3 types "float", "date" (for data and time), and "mac". In future releases, types will be modular allowing you to impelment your owntypes.
Note that you may either use exact parameter path or use a regular expression to match parts of the paraemter path that may not be constant such as the index of an object instance.
With custom commands, you can integrate GenieACS with other systems or communicate with the device outside of TR-069 protocol (e.g. telnet). These custom commands are exposed like a regular parameters and can be set from presets.
This files maps devices to custom commands implemetned in config/custom_commands directory. The key in each key-value pair refers to the filename of the custom command, and the value is a regular expression to match device ID. You'll most likely want to match against the product class part of the device ID. See the sample implementations for reference.
This file exports a function that returns connection request authentication credentials for a given device.
The front end configuration files are round under "config" directory.
Home page charts are configurable. This file defines the different chart details.
Specifies which parameters are to appear in the devices' index and search pages.
Similar to index_parameters.yml, but for the parameters in the summary section of the device page.
Specify possible values for editable parameter that should not accept free text input.
Define different roles and their permissions. Configure this depending on the different access levels for users you need.
This file contains the list of user credentials and their roles.


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China will establish a ten year, $1 billion China-UN Peace and Development Fund aimed at supporting the United Nation's work as well as advance multilateral cooperation, Chinese president Xi Jinping told the United Nations General Assembly on Monday.
China will also take the lead in setting up a permanent police and standby force of 8,000 troops, the President confirmed at the opening session of the general debate. The move could make China one of the largest players in the UN peacekeeping efforts.
"I wish to take this opportunity to announce China's decision to establish a 10-year, $1 billion China-UN peace and development fund to support the UN's work, advance multilateral cooperation and contribute more to world peace and development." President Xi Jinping said.
Xi's pledge comes as China is trying to show it is a responsible international player amid concern over its growing military might and territorial disputes in the Asia-Pacific region, Reuters reports.
Some financial aid will also go to the African Union, as the Chinese government promised to provide $100 million in military assistance in the next five years. The aim is to establish an African stand by force and boost its capacity for crisis response.
The statement was made at the general debate of the 70th session of the United Nations General Assembly at the UN headquarters in New York.
China now provides around 3,000 of the more than 106,500 UN troops, police and advisers deployed by all countries, making it the ninth biggest contributor of peacekeeping personnel.
Currently, the UN has 16 missions with over 120,000 peace keepers deployed all over the world. Their funding costs over $8 billion per year, with nearly a third of the sum provided by the US.
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She's not yet old enough to drink, but there's no doubt Rihanna's the biggest star at Cricket tonight. Her set has been incredibly mature and she's got a confidence most performers never develop. On the ballads and the bangers she's sounded great. "S.O.S" was fun and she's currently killing "Umbrella." This may just be a radio fest, but she's elevated it to something special, pretty much single-handedly, as Katy was off and FOB didn't really deliver much to write home about. I'd see her any night. -- Martin Cizmar
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My Reviews
Good and versatile
Posted by Fragola on Mar 08, 2011
I made soft chocolate chip cookies with it. It was delicious.
So much cheaper than in Norway
Posted by Fragola on Mar 08, 2011
In Norway we pay at least double the price for agave nectar. I use it in bread, cakes, tea, desserts.
Sunt godteri
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I love Clif Bar products. These are great for an extra treat.
The whole family loves it!
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For the most of the time I have to make sure that my children remembers to take their vitamins, but this product they remember by themselves.
Ikke så god
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Denne smakt ikke godt
Good value for the money
Posted by Fragola on Sep 10, 2011
Good taste and colour
Sunnere iste med masse nyttige stoffer
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Manufactured structure ownership and siting information is maintained by the Building Codes Division (BCD) of the Oregon Department of Consumer and Business Services (DCBS).
As of January 27, 2017, the Columbia County Assessor's Office is no longer authorized to process applications for manufactured home ownership or situs changes, however, we will provide certification that taxes have been paid. The Building Codes Division (BCD) of the Oregon Department of Business and Consumer Services (DCBS) has launched their new online software system, and will be responsible for processing applications. Please visit mhods.oregon.gov for more information.
Forms can be downloaded from BCD.
Frequently Asked Questions
I purchased a manufactured home, what do I need to do?
You first need to contact the Assessor of the county in which the home is located. All taxes must be current and you must obtain a signed county notification certificate to include with your application to BCD.
The market value of my manufactured home from the most recent property tax bill is more than I paid for it. I thought manufactured homes depreciate in value so how can that be?
We have found that manufactured homes will increase or decrease in value depending on the current real estate market. We collect data on sales of manufactured homes every year and compare the sales prices to the current real market value. Manufactured structure values are then adjusted annually based on the sales analysis.


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MBC (Moonhwa Broadcasting Center) is one of the biggest broadcasting cooperation in the Republic of Korea. MBC held the DMC (Digital Media Center) Festival for 3days, as from 8th to 10th September 2015. It invited NGOs, Private Cooperation and International organizations to advertise themselves within its premises. Over 50 organizations participated, including UN-Habitat, UNICEF and Goodneighbors. It had been opened for a week and approximately 200,000 people attended.
For UN-HABITAT, YouthNow supporters organized the event and promoted UN-Habitat's role and projects. YouthNow is a group of youth volunteers who teamed up to support UN-Habitat staff on the ground in promoting UN-Habitat. This they did by preparing lots of events to share the vision, mission and goals/objectives of UN-Habitat and measures the agency has put in place through the Youth Unit to advocate for youth engagement in sustainable urban development; this include Youth Fund grant, one-stop centers among others. Through the event, many people realized and appreciated the role of UN-Habitat and the part the youth can play in attaining them.
With LOTTE Department Store, one of the major department store in Korea, the UN-Habitat organized a contest, called "the Lotte Window – Charlotte Peace Designer"(hereinafter, referred as the Lotte Windos). Lotte Window is part of the Youth Fund Programme in UN-Habitat, Youth Unit. The Youth Unit through the Youth Fund Programme selects and funds around thirty youth-led organizations every year with a maximum grant of USD 25,000.
The Lotte Window was implemented under the theme of Peace and Development through Arts and Culture by the UN-Habitat. One and a half month time period, from 1st August to 15th September 2015, was allocated for interested groups to submit their applications. A total of 41 youth-led organizations, 24 and 17 proposals from Korea and Vietnam respectively, applied. A total of 10 youth-led groups were selected from Korea and Vietnam with 5 groups coming from each country (see the table below for more information).
These youth-led groups will perform their own projects for 4 months starting from November 2015 to March 2016. During the execution of the project, UN-Habitat Vietnam will help to monitor the projects in Vietnam and Urban Youth Academy (Partner of UN-Habitat youth unit in Korea) will co-ordinate the projects in Korea to enable them realize their objectives. All the projects will be done by March 2016 and the one that will have applied best practices will be announced and rewarded. Furthermore, it will also get support from UN-Habitat and LOTTE Department to sustain its own projects. The Lotte Window – Charlotte Peace Designer will be one of the major initiatives for promoting peace and development in the world by engaging the youth through Arts and Culture.
10 Youth-led groups list:
|Defectors, Musical
|Unification movement through the musical
|Engagement, Foreign students, music
|Music busking for the charity
|K-Arts University
|Film and Gallery
|Figuring out the peace and development through the film
|Fashion, Design, Disabled
|Fashion Design with disabled people
|North Korean, Education, Gallery
|Photo class and training for North Korean Defector
|Art, Handbook
|Publishing an art-book (Photos & Sketches) to reflect the change of space from past to present in Phong Nam ancient village.
|Filmmaking, Deaf
|Filmmaking project for Deaf people in order to build cultural bridge between Hearing world and Deaf world through Cinema.
|Art, Slip-on Shoes
|Sending peaceful messages through making art slip-on shoes supporting some issues such as natural disaster, dioxide's victims and Viet Nam's War Invalids and Martyrs
|Urban Improvements, Kids, Creative
|Create beautiful Art playgrounds for kids and adults under and around the shade of trees
|Music, Peace building, Choir
|Choral music, because of its soothing nature, is a useful tool for building peace and development in the community as it connects, harmonizes and provides people with a sense of well-being


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Halasana, the Miracle Pose that Helps Reduce Blood Pressure
In the beginning, the Halasana pose seems downright uncomfortable. Your neck's bent inwards, your breathing is haphazard, and your toes are struggling to meet the ground. Slowly, but soon enough, you realise how practicing this pose and being able to hold it for more than 15 seconds can make your spine, neck, hamstrings and toes alert, and stretched out enough so your body feels open.


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For those not familiar, WebRTC is a technology for peer-to-peer communication between browsers. But despite being peer to peer, WebRTC still requires setting up servers for exchanging session descriptions before the browsers can talk to each other (this is called "signaling").
If you don't want to manage your own servers, you can use some external service for signaling (and a public STUN server). But let's say just for fun we don't want to use any external services either. Then one interesting approach by Chris Ball is to manually exchange the session description by pasting them into IM or email.
I thought it would be cool to extend his demo by transmitting the data using QR codes instead. Then you will be able to establish a WebRTC connection between a phone and a desktop (or two phones with each other) by just pointing their cameras at each other.
After gluing some QR code libraries together, this was the result:
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Glimpses; pages from my journal - IV
Journal entry
February 26th
Location: Under sheets -with flashlight; 12:15 a.m.
My boss spoke to me with a stern tone today. I wanted to tell him off, but held back. After all I've got a wife and three kids to feed at home. So I left his office having kept quiet, but it really got me wondering. Those kids do seem to eat a lot more than they need to. At dinner tonight not a one of them left a single crumb of food on their plates. Perhaps I am working too hard at this thing.
Note to self; secretly begin monitoring and recording children's caloric intakes. Compare findings with reports published in leading health and nutrition journals. -Address anomalies with vigorous rigidity.
Regarding the wife… encourage less eating by "subtle hints."
Glimpses; pages from my journal - III
Journal entry
July 22nd
Location: Garage workspace; 2:45 a.m.
Well, I hit a cat today. And now I can't sleep. It was a total accident, but still, I can't get it out of my head. It happened right in front of some kids. And unfortunately, the little crippled girl who owned the cat. Apparently it was gift given to her by her grandmother. -Her late grandmother. The very same woman who raised the girl after she was abandoned by her parents...
She was partially blind, the girl. But I'm pretty sure she saw the whole thing, because she was standing so close. In fact, she was apparently holding the cat's leash at the time. -For it was a seeing-eye guide cat. (Extremely rare.) The cat also had a charm collar on it, which was thrown clear and unable to be found. Apparently the inscription read, "We will always be together –Grandma." It sounded quite breathtaking actually, as it was also diamond encrusted and made from pure platinum. The plan was to sell it one day to pay for the girl's college tuition. -Tuition at an elite school for the blind. The only one of its kind in the world. The cat itself was partially blind too as I have learned. And amazingly, it suffered from the feline version of the very same rare eye disease that was inflicting the girl. It was undergoing experimental testing that appeared promising in finding a cure for the human strain.
-Still, I hit it anyway. I punched that cat right in the face.
How it happened was like this: I was walking down the street and heard a bunch of kids pointing and making fun of cats. So I jumped right in and bellowed, "Hey, do you know how to make a cat land on its feet? Cut off its legs, then create a pile of those legs, then throw the cat on top of that pile." Well, just as I was roaring back to laugh I caught a glimpse of the old stink eye. It was on the face of the cat. Before I knew it I had landed a roundhouse, square on its cat jaw.
Unfortunately the stink eye was a misinterpretation on account of the cat's glass eye. And, as the blow jerked its head to the right suddenly, the eye popped out and bounced into a storm drain. I tried to cough and make sounds like, "Hey! Blah blah blooby blah!!" as it clinked and clanked its way to the bottom of the particularly deep drain, but I still think the girl heard it. (Being blind.) Fortunately in the commotion I thought fast and, considering the outlandish prices of glass cat eyes for what is essentially a marble, took out an actual marble I had in my pocket and jammed it into place. It wasn't a perfect fit, and truth be told made the cat's head seem a bit distorted, but like I said, the girl was mostly blind.
Yet I can't sleep. I keep waking up from nightmares of the one eyed cat, out there somewhere in the night watching me, with its one eye. In the distance even now I can hear a haunting meow from a stray alley cat. Or is it? My hand lifts and moves slowly to rest on the pair of brass knuckles beside me. I sit, waiting…
Poem Of The Day: "A Song On The End Of The World"
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
On the day the world ends
Women walk through the fields under their umbrellas,
A drunkard grows sleepy at the edge of a lawn,
Vegetable peddlers shout in the street
And a yellow-sailed boat comes nearer the island,
The voice of a violin lasts in the air
And leads into a starry night.
And those who expected lightning and thunder
Are disappointed.
And those who expected signs and archangels' trumps
Do not believe it is happening now.
As long as the sun and the moon are above,
As long as the bumblebee visits a rose,
As long as rosy infants are born
No one believes it is happening now.
Only a white-haired old man, who would be a prophet
Yet is not a prophet, for he's much too busy,
Repeats while he binds his tomatoes:
No other end of the world will there be,
No other end of the world will there be.
- by Czeslaw Milosz
Poem Of The Day: "I Rise," by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Our Confusing Economy
Oh yes this is about our confusing economy. Most of my life I've taken great pride in the fact that I have lived for my art. The corollary to that is, I know jack squat about investing. But I am a big fan of the NPR show "Fresh Air," and while preparing my taxes (No interest income to report!) I listened to the April 2 Broadcast entitled, Our Confusing Economy. Even for an investment-free person like myself it was eye opening.
Perplexed by the U.S. economy? You're not alone. Law professor Michael Greenberger joins Fresh Air to explain the sub-prime mortgage crisis, credit defaults, the shaky future of other types of loans and what we can expect from the U.S. financial markets. Greenberger is a professor at the University of Maryland School of Law and the director of the University's Center for Health and Homeland Security.
This past Sunday I read an article in teh New York Times magazine entitled, Triple A Failure.
It's about how Moody and other bond rating services contributed to the subprime mortgage meltdown by rating loans purely by statistics, rather than looking carefully at the bonds they were rating. Well, that and the fact they charged for their services so there was a conflict of interest. If you know little about mortgage or structured investments, it's a good read. And if you get the hard-copy of the magazine you can also read the cover story about Newlywed Gays.
I'm so glad I haven't had enough money to buy a house. Jesus was right. Take nothing with you. Turn around and it's gone. There, I feel better about my financial idiocy.
Greetings from Mexico!
So, that whole wedding thing went pretty well, and here we are in Mexico on our honeymoon.
It wasn't easy getting here, I'll tell you that. No, Mindy and I both managed to contract horrible food poisoning back in the US. The entire night before our trip, Mindy was vomiting. The sickness didn't hit me until the airport. I blame the Eggs Benedict at the Multnomah Falls Lodge.
Whatever it was, it was a long and unpleasant trip. We're only starting to feel better just now.
As for Mexico, we're staying at an all-inclusive resort for a few days. There are a lot of white people being waited on hand and foot by Mexicans. So, you know, it's just like home.
So the gov'ment is handing out money in an attempt to stimulate the economy - or are they trying to stimulate our voting preferences?? don't ask me - and the money starts raining down this week.
I know this for a fact because yesterday when i logged in to my online Wachovia account, there it was. One thousand, eight hundred dollars. Thank you Uncle Sam! (My Social Security number ends in 09, and i filed direct deposit, which is why i already gots me my money). Apparently I got $600 for being alive, $600 for staying married to my wife (truth be told, i'd PAY money for that privilege), and $300 for each of my two lovely kids. Not a bad deal.
So what did I do with it? Book a flight to Bermuda? Get me a new set of Ping Irons? Walk out of Circuit City with a 56" plasma? Nope. I immediately transferred it into savings. Erica and I are fortunate enough to be living without a car payment right now, so I am trying to be proactive and save up for another one in case either of our vehicles gives up the ghost. I hope that's okay with Congress.
What about you, burnside reader? Have plans for your refund check? Thinking about using it to stimulate the economy like a good little boy or girl? Planning on burning it in protest to our government? Looking for a good cause to give it all away to?
Side note: How many pastors over the next few weeks are going to be highlighting the notion of tithing, while casually dropping references to the stimulus checks? If you consistently give to your church, will you be giving of your stimulus check also?
Glimpses; pages from my journal - II
Journal entry
August 19th
Location: Harbor Grove Mortuary and Funeral Home - Eugene, Oregon
The funeral of my wife's aunt was a solemn celebration of life. The thirty or so chairs carefully aligned in the tiny chapel were filled with those loved ones who knew her best. Children, grandchildren, brothers and sisters, close friends and confidants; they all somehow instinctively sat and mourned with the same unity and quiet tranquility the deceased herself possessed in life. It was a tribute really, to the way she had impacted each and every one of them.
Directly in front of me sits a man. He is turned in his chair with a mournful glare. The man is saying something almost inaudible. "Stop talking out loud," it might be. Across the aisle there are others, also turned; also glaring one might say in perfect unity with the man. An overweight, unattractive woman is motioning with her hands. I notice that this woman, perhaps because of, or in spite of the bloating in her neck area, nearly identically resembles the deceased even now as she lies before us. Wait, she is speaking now, "How dare you!" she appears to say, in her grief.
My very wife sitting next to me is also speaking. She is wearing an inappropriately low cut dress because she forgot about the funeral until the last minute and had been too lazy to do any laundry this week. "Shut up! What are you doing?! Stop reading aloud what you're writing in that stupid journal!" she seems to say. I look up to meet her eyes briefly before instinctively dropping them down to her chest. "I'll be seeing you girls later," I think to myself slyly…
Poem Of The Day: "Theme for English B," by Langston Hughes
Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you--
Then, it will be true.
I wonder if it's that simple?
I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem.
I went to school there, then Durham, then here
to this college on the hill above Harlem.
I am the only colored student in my class.
The steps from the hill lead down into Harlem,
through a park, then I cross St. Nicholas,
Eighth Avenue, Seventh, and I come to the Y,
the Harlem Branch Y, where I take the elevator
up to my room, sit down, and write this page:
It's not easy to know what is true for you or me
at twenty-two, my age. But I guess I'm what
I feel and see and hear, Harlem, I hear you:
hear you, hear me--we two--you, me, talk on this page.
(I hear New York, too.) Me--who?
Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love.
I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.
I like a pipe for a Christmas present,
or records--Bessie, bop, or Bach.
I guess being colored doesn't make me not like
the same things other folks like who are other races.
So will my page be colored that I write?
Being me, it will not be white.
But it will be
a part of you, instructor.
You are white--
yet a part of me, as I am a part of you.
That's American.
Sometimes perhaps you don't want to be a part of me.
Nor do I often want to be a part of you.
But we are, that's true!
As I learn from you,
I guess you learn from me--
although you're older--and white--
and somewhat more free.
This is my page for English B.
Poem Of The Day: "White Apples," by Donald Hall
I woke
with his voice in my ear
I sat up in bed
and held my breath
and stared at the pale closed door
white apples and the taste of stone
if he called again
I would put on my coat and galoshes
Ok, so I'm a super-nerd....
Glimpses; pages from my journal
Journal entry
April 24th
Location: The Southern Willamette National Forest
Woodpecker Trail; Loop 3.
The tall pines stand like imperial guards, sheltering the forest from the all-intrusive light. Try as they may, the sun beams like swords pierce through to strike the undergrowth, shocking the vegetation into frozen submission before slowly and methodically feeding it warmth and life.
A small caterpillar sprouts up onto a leaf. It seems strangely out of place here, with its exotic, almost florescent yellows and greens no doubt looking delicious to its most common predator, the Northwestern pine beetle. Still it survives, slowly moving from leaf to leaf as a means of utilizing nature's subtle camouflage. As I bend down to take a closer look, it coils into a self-defensive ball, exposing only its hard outer shell. Leaning further, I notice that remarkably as it gets sawed in half by a steak knife the exposed sides of its innards seem to 'glisten' if you will. -Especially so when sprinkled with common table salt. Then, as the sharp prongs of the fork pierce the former upper half of its body, the worm appears to squirm violently before finally freezing,- almost as if in utter despair, as it is slowly, methodically, fed to a nearby pine beetle.
After finishing the entire caterpillar, the majestic pine beetle seems sluggish and content. Yet it traverses its way back to the familiar pine tree where, with renewed vigor and energy, it will work along with its ten million brothers and sisters to completely decimate the interior wood of every conifer in sight. As I stand absentmindedly picking away at some bark, I consider that in perhaps as little as ten years this whole area will be completely void of all vegetation, thus allowing for a breathtaking new Caterpillar Tractor dealership to sprout up in its place.
Congrats to Jordan and Mindy!!!
Advice on trust
Dealing with establishing trust in your marriage?
Go to your spouse and tell them you were lying about something when you really weren't.
Then, when they bring it up later say, "I never said that."
A lie about a lie. That's called the truth, baby. Deal with it.
-This post is in no way dedicated to Jordan and Mindy.
Marraige Advice for Jordan and Mindy
Since Jordan is entering the land of the betrothed in a few days, I thought it would be a good idea to get a few tips and pointers from y'all, the Burnside Blog Readers. I'll offer a few suggestions here, but I'm hoping the real gems will be found in the comments section...
- if you miss the toilet when you pee, do a quick clean up before you walk away.
- never spin your wedding ring on the dinner table if you are eating at an outside restaurant near a sewer grate.
- never introduce Mindy to new friends as "This is my first wife, Mindy"
- If your wife wakes you up in the middle of the night because she's feeling frisky, don't pinch yourself. you're probably dreaming...but hey, that's a good dream. go with it.
- flowers on a random day > flowers on valentines/birthday > wrench set on valentines/birthday
- though it's tough for us guys sometimes, remember, the goal of you marriage should be "oneness" not "peace".
- never say "you look fat"
- never say "i hate you"
- never say "this chicken is drier than your awful sense of humor"
- never try to look like the perfect family. those are always the ones who end up on "48 Hours Mystery" because the wife hacked the husband to death with a grapefruit spoon.
- put her needs ahead of yours as much as you possibly can, and pray for her every day.
About that wedding thing...
Burnside reader Leo Longoria sent me a nice message today, saying he was praying for Mindy and I. It meant a lot, and I figured I'd ask you, whoever you are, to give us a quick prayer of your own. As I've said before, there's a lot of transition ahead, and your prayers are so appreciated. I'm honestly not feeling much stress at all, but that might be due to denial or avoidance.
Besides me, Sports Editor Jon Adams is also getting married next week (at least I'm pretty sure it's next week), so be praying for him, as well. John Pattison will be handling the bulk of the site the next few weeks, and I probably won't be fully back into Burnside mode until I'm settled in Phoenix. I may get a few blog entries in here and there from the honeymoon in Mexico when I'm not, um, otherwise disposed.
The image above is our monogram, designed by the incomparable Korinne James (her husband, Aaron, designed the Ankeny Briefcase logo).
Advice on taking cheer
If somebody slips you a mickey at a bar and you awake to find yourself in a Holiday Inn bathroom lying on a bed of ice with one kidney gone...
Take cheer!
(Because it looks as though the joke's on them.)
You're a raging alcoholic, dude. That kidney won't last six months.
The Burnside Writer's Collective does not condone the illegal sale of kidneys.
-Especially the kidneys of alcoholics as they would face serious depreciated value on the black market.
Poem Of The Day: "Traveling through the Dark," by William Stafford
dead on the edge of the Wilson River road.
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:
that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead.
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car
and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing;
she had stiffened already, almost cold.
I dragged her off; she was large in the belly.
My fingers touching her side brought me the reason--
her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting,
alive, still, never to be born.
Beside that mountain road I hesitated.
The car aimed ahead its lowered parking lights;
under the hood purred the steady engine.
I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning red;
around our group I could hear the wilderness listen.
I thought hard for us all--my only swerving--,
then pushed her over the edge into the river.
- from "The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems" (1962), by William Stafford
Advice on prevention
Nothing creates an instant state of euphoria quite like treating a genital herpes outbreak. Oh, you've seen the commercials. People are laughing, dancing, finding true love, horseback riding on the beach... You're sitting there thinking, man, I wish I had genital herpes. Then I could cure it and really start living.
And, while all of the above is 100% true, what people don't realize is the biggest spreaders of herpes to the equine are horseback-riding humans in small bathing suits.
So for the horses' sake, just be careful out there. Ya hear?
Poem Of The Day: "The world is too much with us; late and soon"
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
by William Wordsworth
Obama Waffle
before the Pennsylvania primary was in full swing.
For some reason it made me cry. Well I'm writing 18 hours a day to meet a deadline, so I'm easily unhinged. But he just looks so vulnerable. Just a guy, sitting next to some other guy, trying to get food in his mouth. There's something touching about it.
On the other hand, I would not feel the same way about picture of Hillary stuffing food in her mouth. DO NOT WANT.
Advice for the road
If you find yourself driving alone at night along a windy, deserted highway and happen upon a dead body sprawled across the middle of the road, you should try to resist from poking at it with a stick until the cops get there.
I know. It's hard.
Also, you shouldn't "nudge it" a little. Yes, you should try and refrain from the "nudging." But, if you must nudge, just do it once and be done with it. All these little nudges are a bad idea.
Another thing, don't hide in the bushes and watch the body bounce as other cars run over it. It will only bounce well a few times anyway.
Do not put your clothes on it. -Do not then put its clothes on you and prop it up somehow with a staged, horrified look on its face as you lie sprawled out on the road where it was.
Never carry it up a nearby hill and watch as it rolls its way down. (Unless it finally comes to rest in the approximate location you originally found it.)
Do not urinate on it. Do not urinate on its pants to make it seem as though it had urinated itself prior to your arrival. Do not casually walk a few paces away and then urinate into the wind as to try and make your urination on it seem like an accident. However, if and only if you must urinate, keep it out of the eyes. This is very important. Try to at least keep most of it out of the eyes.
Finally, when the cops get there and fail to resuscitate the body, ask if you can draw the chalk outline. If they say no, immediately commence aggressive stick poking. Lord knows you've earned it.
Poem Of The Day: "Another Reason Why I Don't Keep A Gun In The House," by Billy Collins
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking.
I close all the windows in the house
and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast
but I can still hear him muffled under the music,
barking, barking, barking,
and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra,
his head raised confidently as if Beethoven
had included a part for barking dog.
When the record finally ends he is still barking,
sitting there in the oboe section barking,
his eyes fixed on the conductor who is
entreating him with his baton
while the other musicians listen in respectful
silence to the famous barking dog solo,
that endless coda that first established
Beethoven as an innovative genius.
- by Billy Collins
Submitted by Donald Miller
Advice on shooting monkeys, by aaron donley
If you're going to shoot a monkey, make sure you do it in the head, execution style. If, say you shoot them in the stomach or groin they'll just mope around and bleed a lot. That monkey is no good for anyone. Do it quick. With a 35mm or better. Never use a shotgun. Trust me. You also might want to think about tranquilizers. Not to make him totally unconscious, but just sort of mellow. If you can somehow get the monkey to place the barrel in his mouth that would be great too. Now, remember: don't hesitate. Just pull the trigger. You've thought a lot about this decision and, with a logical and sound mind decided it was what you wanted. Be aware going in that emotions can be difficult to handle and often make you question yourself in these situations. But press on. You are going to shoot this monkey today.
Poem Of The Day: "I Am Waiting," by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
and I am waiting
for a rebirth of wonder
and I am waiting
for someone to really discover America
and wail
and I am waiting
for the discovery
of a new symbolic western frontier
and I am waiting
for the American Eagle
to really spread its wings
and straighten up and fly right
and I am waiting
for the Age of Anxiety
to drop dead
and I am waiting
for the war to be fought
which will make the world safe
for anarchy
and I am waiting
for the final withering away
of all governments
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the Second Coming
and I am waiting
for a religious revival
to sweep through the state of Arizona
and I am waiting
for the Grapes of Wrath to be stored
and I am waiting
for them to prove
that God is really American
and I am waiting
to see God on television
piped' onto church altars
if only they can find
the right channel
to tune in on
and I am waiting
for the Last Supper to be served again
with a strange new appetizer
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for my number to be called
and I am waiting
for the Salvation Army to take over
and I am waiting
for the meek to be blessed
and inherit the earth
without taxes and I am waiting
for forests and animals
to reclaim the earth as theirs
and I am waiting
for a way to be devised
to destroy all nationalisms
without killing anybody
and I am waiting
for linnets and planets to fall like rain
and I am waiting for lovers and weepers
to lie down together again
in a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the Great Divide to 'be crossed
and I am anxiously waiting
for the secret of eternal life to be discovered
by an obscure general practitioner
and I am waiting
for the storms of life
to be over
and I am waiting
to set sail for happiness
and I am waiting
for a reconstructed Mayflower
to reach America
with its picture story and tv rights
sold in advance to the natives
and I am waiting
for the lost music to sound again
in the Lost Continent
in a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the day
that maketh all things clear
and I am awaiting retribution
for what America did
to Tom Sawyer
and I am waiting
for the American Boy
to take off Beauty's clothes
and get on top of her
and I am waiting
for Alice in Wonderland
to retransmit to me
her total dream of innocence
and I am waiting
for Childe Roland to come
to the final darkest tower
and I am waiting
for Aphrodite
to grow live arms
at a final disarmament conference
in a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting
to get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green mornings to come again
youth's dumb green fields come back again
and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting to write
the great indelible poem
and I am waiting
for the last long careless rapture
and I am perpetually waiting
for the fleeing lovers on the Grecian Urn
to catch each other up at last
and embrace
and I am waiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder
- from "A Coney Island of the Mind: Poems" (1968) by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Submitted by Stephanie Nikolopoulos
The first time I went to San Francisco, I bought a book of his poems from City Lights bookstore and read a poem at each landmark me and my friend, Alicia, visited. A few years later my sister got to meet Ferlinghetti and had him sign a book for me. Anyway, I'm pretty much obsessed with all things Beat, and there's tons of good poems out there by Gregory Corso and Allen Ginsberg.
Poem Of The Day: "The Truth The Dead Know," by Anne Sexton
For my Mother, born March 1902, died March 1959
and my Father, born February 1900, died June 1959
Gone, I say and walk from church,
refusing the stiff procession to the grave,
letting the dead ride alone in the hearse.
It is June. I am tired of being brave.
We drive to the Cape. I cultivate
myself where the sun gutters from the sky,
where the sea swings in like an iron gate
and we touch. In another country people die.
My darling, the wind falls in like stones
from the whitehearted water and when we touch
we enter touch entirely. No one's alone.
Men kill for this, or for as much.
And what of the dead? They lie without shoes
in the stone boats. They are more like stone
than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse
to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.
- from "The Complete Poems" (1981), by Anne Sexton
Poem Of The Day: "The Traveling Onion," by Naomi Shihab Nye
- Better Living Cookbook
When I think how far the onion has traveled
just to enter my stew today, I could kneel and praise
all small forgotten miracles,
crackly paper peeling on the drainboard,
pearly layers in smooth agreement,
the way knife enters onion
and onion falls apart on the chopping block,
a history revealed.
And I would never scold the onion
for causing tears.
It is right that tears fall
for something small and forgotten.
How at meal, we sit to eat,
commenting on texture of meat or herbal aroma
but never on the translucence of onion,
now limp, now divided,
or its traditionally honorable career:
For the sake of others,
- from "Yellow Glove" (1986), by Naomi Shihab Nye
"Some Notes for the [enter Democractic nominee's name here] Campaign, If Wanted"
Four years later, just months away from another presidential election, Berry's commentary is still vitally, somewhat depressingly relevant. The stakes are the same; only the names have changed. McCain will try to sound more and more like George W. Bush in order to win back the conservative base - but without mentioning Bush by name, so the media can continue to portray him as a straight-talking maverick. We don't yet know the Democratic nominee, but it now seems likely that, come the general election, Obama or Clinton will face a barrage of attacks similar to those orchestrated by Karl Rove and the Swiftboat Veterans for Truth in 2004.
To my way of thinking, Berry's advice that Kerry should campaign "solidly and clearly on the traditional principles of politics and religion" is still the best strategy for victory in 2008. Such a message can resonate with voters across the political and socioeconomic spectra. It has the added benefit of being the right thing to do - elevating the political discourse and promoting unity by appealing to our common heritage. (I have a strong opinion as to which Democratic candidate can best embody and embrace this message. But I will leave that discussion for another time and another place.)
Here is Wendell Berry's 2004 commentary:
Facing this year's presidential election, our people are bitterly divided. This division is perhaps as great a threat to our future as is the possibility of a second term for Mr. Bush. And so the paramount question for Sen. Kerry's campaign is how to oppose Mr. Bush effectively without so exacerbating the country's political differences as to reduce the possibility of effective government should Sen. Kerry win the election.
One answer, I believe, is to base the campaign solidly and clearly upon our traditional principles of politics and religion. (I am reluctant to say that religion ought to be a political issue in the United States, but it is unstoppably an issue in this campaign.) If the campaign is based soundly enough on principles, then it can be carried out, at least by Democrats, as a reasoned argument, and thus without sensationalizing personal and emotional differences. The further great advantage is that the Bush administration can be shown all too handily to be in violation of many of our country's traditional political and religious principles.
Our government was understood by its founders, and it is understood by many of us still, as a government of laws -- of laws based in part on the laws of God. But the Bush administration, by various arrogations of power, has led us dangerously in the direction of autocracy. A government of laws cannot pardonably ignore either the rights of its citizens or its international treaties. A lot of people now long for national officials who are constantly and strictly mindful of our Bill of Rights.
Our government has a long -- though imperfect and incomplete -- history of international cooperation, the good results of which are now seriously threatened by Mr. Bush's unilateralism and his doctrine of preemptive war.
Both our political and religious traditions instruct us that the truth makes us free. Our kind of government can govern effectively only by telling the truth, just as effective citizenship depends on knowing the truth. Official secrecy and official lies, even in a "good cause," can carry us toward tyranny. Our government is meant to conduct the public's business in public.
Traditionally we have believed, and sometimes have acted on our belief, that political democracy depends upon a significant measure of economic democracy. Since World War II we have changed rapidly from a country owned by many people to a country owned by a few. This has been explicitly the program of some administrations, including that of Mr. Bush. We need an administration that is opposed to such a program. This country should not be entirely owned and run by the great corporations.
Our federal system was conceived as a way to balance national unity with local self-determination and self-sufficiency. Terrorism has made local economic integrity more necessary than ever before. All the regions of our country are dangerously dependent on long-distance transportation. The emphasis in agriculture should now be on genetic diversity, local adaptation, and conservation of energy. We need, for a change, an agriculture policy that focuses above all on the health of the land and the economic prosperity of smaller farmers, rather than the agribusiness corporations.
Along with all the rest of the world's people, we have inherited ancient instructions for the stewardship and good husbandry of the earth, with clear warnings, now significantly verified, of the disasters that will (and already do) attend our failure. We have responded by continuing our elaborately rationalized destructions. But bad precedent is no excuse for bad behavior. The Bush attitude toward the natural (God-given) world is sacrilegious and wildly uneconomic.
The human norm, as established by Christ (and others), is love even for enemies, forgiveness, neighborliness, and peace. It is therefore troubling that members of the present administration, while making much of their commitment to Christ, are insisting on the normality of hatred, greed, revenge, and unremitting war. To make us afraid, they speak much of the willingness of our terrorist enemies to kill themselves in order to kill us, as if this were an innovation. They forget, or they would like us to forget, that our policy of nuclear defense has been suicidal from the beginning. Our increasing destructiveness of the natural world is likewise suicidal. Such desperate security and prosperity cannot be reconciled with reverence for our Creator, who endowed all humans with certain inalienable rights, including life.
Poem Of The Day: "Desiderata," by Max Ehrmann
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
- by Max Ehrmann. Also found on "Spock Thoughts" (1968), by Leonard Nimoy (video)
Submitted by Rebecca Agnew
Recession Hits Poorest of the Poor Hardest
Poem Of The Day: "My Papa's Waltz," by Theodore Roethke
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.
We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother's countenance
Could not unfrown itself.
The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.
You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.
- from "The Lost Son and Other Poems" (1948), by Theodore Roethke (audio)
Submitted by Travis Mamone:
I like the contradictions in this poem. It's a poem about being beaten up by your father, but he writes it in such a way that it sounds like a fun dance.
Poem Of The Day: "The Man He Killed," by Thomas Hardy
"HAD he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have sat us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!
"But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face,
I shot at him as he at me,
And killed him in his place.
"I shot him dead because—
Because he was my foe,
Just so: my foe of course he was;
That's clear enough; although
"He thought he'd 'list, perhaps,
Off-hand like—just as I—
Was out of work—had sold his traps—
No other reason why.
"Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat, if met where any bar is,
Or help to half-a-crown."
- by Thomas Hardy
Submitted by Melissa Szydlowski:
I read this poem in one of my college classes. Before I read it, I never thought of war as more than country against country, right vs. wrong. It opened my eyes and thoughts to the idea that the "enemy" are no different than we are---just people. Regular people.
I know that guy!
Anyway, his name was John Slemp, and he was a family friend of ours growing up. I've ridden snowmobiles with the guy!
For your consideration - more selected poems by aaron donley
Mr. Frederick Von Paulson was deathly afraid of going insane.
Yet here he was, an imaginary person, speaking to me.
I laughed at him, wildly.
If there's one thing I hate
If there's two things I hate
Pardon me ma'am,
how many of your children
have that lazy eye?
Strangers on the subway.
Are we really that different, you and I?
You had a wallet, and now I have it.
So yeah, Alfred J. Henneger, I guess we are.
As the rain beat against my window I thought,
if I could stop those people outside
from yelling, 'dad let us in,'
I would.
If I had a surfboard,
I would name it "Wave Rider."
Then, I would take it out
and fail miserably in front of my peers.
That night,
I would burn "Wave Rider"
in an abandoned garbage can to stay warm.
But with the dawn,
would come a new day.
A day when I would rise up,
stand gazing out at the ocean and say,
"You really sucked out there yesterday,
Wave Rider."
You know the people
who wear those big, funny hats?
Do not wear your
'Dale Earnhardt was gay' t-shirts
in their bars.
My heart leaped for joy
when I ran into my ex-fiancé,
the love of my life,
and she said, "I miss you."
Until I realized she was saying,
"Ayeee! My shoe!!"
As I was standing on her foot.
Dana Carvey's Legacy
Dana Carvey was widely-regarded and his goofy demeanor seemed family-friendly, but his boyish grin glossed over a darker side. Take, for example, this clip from one of Carvey's standup specials. The act doesn't hold up well 13 years later, but I was surprised at how much Carvey got away with. Wrapped up with inoffensive observations on musician tics, Carvey manages a garbled f-word and a bit on Jimmy Stewart and Katherine Hepburn nearly suited for The Aristocrats.
Pairing an experimental sketch comedy show with a traditional family comedy, especially one so utterly despised by critics as Home Improvement, seems absurd, an example of ignoring everything about a show's content in search of a marketing hook (in this case, Dana Carvey's celebrity).
Fortunately, our family watched Home Improvement every week. And because The Taco Bell Dana Carvey Show (as the first episode was called) kicked off mere moments after Tim had stuttered through another apology to Jill, we were there to witness history. The history didn't last long...the show was canceled six episodes in.
The opening skit, which you'll see below in a YouTube collection of the show's finest moments, involved Bill Clinton and puppies. Within minutes our family was in hysterics. There were times my dad would laugh loudly, and my brother would have a broad grin and guffaw, and there were times when my mom would look like she was alternately crying/convulsing she was laughing so hard. When I laugh hard, I can't breathe. The first episode of The Dana Carvey Show was one time when it all happened together.
My brother and I watched every one of the six episodes, but my parents backed out after the second. It was a show that toed the line for network television, featuring thinly-bleeped profanity long before it became routine, and I think my dad felt guilty enough that he and I had watched Seinfeld every Thursday from my 7th grade year on.
The Dana Carvey Show was quickly canceled. It's even more difficult to imagine it working today, where even the most critically acclaimed comedies (Arrested Development, 30 Rock and The Office) are too quickly-paced for a skit like "Grandma the Clown" to hit.
The legacy of The Dana Carvey Show isn't necessarily in the sketches. They were certainly funny, but there were plenty of misses along with the hits, and reruns of Kids in the Hall on Comedy Central were far more consistent. The legacy of those six episodes lies in the writers and actors who worked the show. A full cast list can be found here, but take a look at the writers:
- Stephen Colbert
- Steve Carrell
- Robert Smiegel
- Louis C.K.
- Charlie Kaufman (!)
- Spike Feresten
- Dave Chappelle (!!!)
I'm pretty sure I've written about the show before, so all this was an excuse to show you this clip, a collection of some of my favorite skits from the show. The line "Daddy's gonna be awful nice to you..." is one of my favorites of all time.
Poem Of The Day: "Those Winter Sundays," by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he'd call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
- from "Collected Poems" (1997), by Robert Hayden
Submitted by Beth Harbaugh:
I used this poem often in my poetry unit when I taught 8th grade English. It brings up a lot of imagery and discussion about what we perceive of our parents and what we learn about them as we grow older.
Poem Of The Day: "Miracle Ice Cream," by Adrienne Rich
Miracle's truck comes down the little avenue,
Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,
and, yes, you can feel happy
with one piece of your heart.
Take what's still given: in a room's rich shadow
a woman's breasts swinging lightly as she bends.
Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.
Late, you sit weighing the evening news,
fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,
the rest of your heart.
- From Dark Fields of the Republic: Poems 1991-1995 (1995), by Adrienne Rich
Poem Of The Day: "A Long Week," by Ramón Chaparro
"Take a load off," I'd say
"You've had a long week"
I want to buy backpacks for crack babies
Teach them E=mc2
Sing them the theme to Fat Albert
Show them the correct dosage of sugar for kick-ass Kool-Aid
Tell them their mothers' addictions
Were not predestination, were not bad luck
But just were
And they are free to be
Someone's solution instead of the symbol
Of someone's problem
I want to host a banquet
For the orphans of Gaza
The widows of Darfur
Pile the tables high with falafel
And kisra with bamia
Fill glasses with crystal water
Mugs with guhwah, chai, and goat's milk
Raise a toast to their fallen loved ones
And send them to down-filled beds
For a night of rest
Without the sound of Kalashnikovs
I want to tell them they are no longer refugees
They are Mustafa and Jamilah
And they can call someplace home again
I want to give prosthetics to the war children
Of Kabul and Mazar and Kandahar
Watch them play soccer and basketball
Their new limbs gracefully awkward
Their war dreams lessening in intensity
Their eyes losing their haunted cast
Their steps unfettered by the fear
of land mines in the sand
I want to tell them they are worth more
Than sodomy and poppy seed
That they can write their own history
I want to comfort everyone everywhere
Share and bear their joys and sorrows
Whisper with prophetic imagination
Of a new world with old roots
A melancholy tale with an uplifting end
When he and she, you and me
Can love with reckless abandon
Others more than ourselves
But today, I drive by the man
With his cardboard sign
My windows rolled up against the sunny day
A dollar bill snugly ensconced
In the folds of my wallet
And I sing with Mahalia,
His eye is on the sparrow
- by Ramón Chaparro
Submitted by John Pattison:
Ramón Chaparro is a good friend of mine - more like family, really. He is restless, a kind of vagabond poet-theologian, with a heart for the far-flung and the forgotten, and a knack for creating community wherever he goes. (I sometimes imagine that he must have a lot in common with Rich Mullins, the late singer-songwriter.) Throughout the month of April, Ramón is posting one of his poems each day on his website. "A Long Week" is my favorite so far, and not just because I know that it reflects the intelligence, sensitivity, wit, and deep wisdom of its author. The poem is just really, really good.
Poem Of The Day: "Prologue, intended for a dramatic piece of King Edward the Fourth," by William Blake
To drown the throat of war! - When the senses
Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness,
Who can stand! When the souls of the oppressed
Fight in the troubled air that rages, who can stand?...
When sin claps his broad wings over the battle,
And sails rejoicing in the flood of Death;
When souls are torn to ever lasting fire,
And fiends of hell rejoice upon the slain,
O who can stand? O who hath caused this?
O who can answer at the throne of God?
The Kings and Nobles of the Land have done it!
Hear it not, Heaven, thy MInisters have done it!
- from "Poetical Sketches" (1783), by William Blake
Submitted by Dave Johnson:
Poetical Sketches was published five years before his first illuminated poem and six years before his most popular work (Songs of Innocence). I love Blake because of the prophetic imagination that gave life to his populist anti-institutionalism.
New Pornographers Live at the Phoenix in Toronto
Being a music writer and freelance journalist, I often end
up calculating every word that I want to type far before my
fingers hit the keys. Today, though, I wanted to write
something raw. So...here it goes. It might suck.
You know, it's a funny thing - when you change your Facebook
status to include any variation of the word 'pornography',
people start thinking you've gone straight to hell. I haven't
received so many random messages from
'out-of-the-woodworkers' and distant relatives in ages.
Regardless, my wife and I hit up the Phoenix Concert Theatre
in Toronto on Wednesday night for an evening of musical
delights. I'd never been to the Phoenix before but had heard it
referred to as 'a great and unique venue'. It was just that. It's
an old-looking place (with some really weird clown murals) but
has a lower level for general admission and an upper level
complete with plush couches and another bar. Sarah and I found
a decent lookout spot on the upper level (all the couches were
taken - blast!) and didn't even have to bump elbows or any
other body part with other concert-goers.
The scene was set.
Okkervil River was the opener. Yawn. I'm sorry, but when
your leadoff song has so many lyrics in it that the lead singer
barely has time to breathe, it can be a mood-killer. Oh yeah - and
the fact that the song is all about killing the president and shooting
him in the head doesn't help any sort of creative or original cause.
Unfortunately, there were some sound problems right from the
word 'go' with Will Sheff's acoustic guitar that let a nasty buzz
resonate from the mains. I think I need to listen to some of their
music separately because seeing them live sure didn't make me
a believer. (I realize there are some huge OR fans who read BWC
so I may be making enemies, here. So be it.)
At last, after a fairly painful 52 minute set from OR, The New Porns
took the stage. What I think I liked most about their set is that even
though Carl Newman had a few sound problems with his electric
guitar, he battled through and kept clapping and stomping his feet.
For me (and the little experience I have as a musician with my band
Graven), any sort of technical rift will tend to throw any flow for a
massive loop. Carl Newman, though, smiled and laughed his way
through it, still leading the band by stomping or clapping when his
guitar failed him. Drummer Kurt Dahle was an energetic focal point
of the show as his kit was on a raised and well-lit platform. It was
also my first time seeing Neko Case live and on stage and I was not
disappointed. Her incredibly dynamic vocal style (and passionate
tambourine playing) lit up the stage.
Overall, there was just such a massive surge of positive energy
coming from the stage that seemed to be an epidemic throughout
the whole audience. Maybe it was partly due to the agreeable weather
we've been enjoying as of late - but I'm sure it was mostly due to
the band. If it wasn't the familiar quips and jokes between members,
it was the band's orchestral vocal 4 or 5 part harmonies that sailed
the sound onward. Out of an almost 2 hour set, there were maybe
three songs I didn't know (and that's mainly because I'm not a
die-hard fan and don't own their earlier stuff) and to me, knowing the
bulk of the material at any live show makes a huge difference in the
final experience. We left the Phoenix feeling satisfied - almost as if
we needed cigars to quell our appetites.
I can't say I'm a massive New Pornogaphers fan - but I can say it was
a great show.
Poem Of The Day: "A Wonderful World," by Ella Gottschild, Age 9
This is a scared time because I fear
That this is a story of a very famous tear.
And it is like the big bright stars
At wonderful, fun, and cool Mars.
And at the beach the nice shells
Ring, sing, cling, and ting like bells.
It's a wonderful sight
Of some wonderful light.
And this sounds like a weird world.
But it is a wonderful world.
- Submitted by her mom
It's a Dry Heat.
We flew down to Phoenix because we bought a house site unseen. We figured we'd better see it after friend-of-Burnside Dan Gibson checked the house out and said, "Well, if you're into neighborhoods where you can get meth without dealing with pesky middle men, it just might work."
We arrived at Sky Harbor International around 10:30 am. Sky Harbor is one of my favorite airports for a few reasons. First, it has a great name. Second, free wireless. Third, last time I landed at PHX, I finished the last page of A Prayer for Owen Meaney 30 seconds before the wheels touched down. Anyone who's read that book will realize how bizarrely coincidental that is.
We had some time to kill before meeting the realtor, so we figured we'd swing by for, as Dan called it, "the big reveal."
Now, I grew up on the east side of Mt. Tabor, which is a great neighborhood, but it's near the border of where SE Portland starts to turn from middle class enclaves into more depressed areas. I went to school in those areas, and worked in those areas. I've never lived in the ghetto, but I have lived in rougher neighborhoods, at least by Portland standards. At least one of my most recent residences was in the process of gentrification.
All that's to say, as we entered the area, I thought, "Well, this isn't that bad." The house was close to the hospital, the homes next door were decently kept up. The "drug house" Dan had told me about was at least two blocks away. Then we curled around the block, the houses got worse, and Mindy pointed at a group of men standing on a lawn with a burnt out '77 Chevelle. "Those men have guns! WHY DO THEY HAVE GUNS!?!?"
Fortunately, the men with the guns were plainclothes cops. Unfortunately, the men with guns were plainclothes cops busting someone a block away from our new home.
Jennifer, our realtor, arrived and took us inside. The remodel was shoddy, the rooms strange, and the backyard which seemed so idyllic in pictures was thrown together.
We canceled our offer within three minutes.
For the rest of that day and all of the next, Jennifer and Mindy's mom, Karlene, drove us back and forth across Phoenix. The city is laid out like a grid, so I got a feel for where we were quickly (thanks, Mormon city founders!). We focused on the Biltmore and Arcadia neighborhoods for their proximity to downtown, restaurant districts and Phoenix Children's Hospital.
Both nights, we stayed with Dan. He lives with his lovely wife Tara, Tara's mother, and their two kids. Dan's son, Johnathan, is some sort of cartography genius. At six years old, he's drawn a map of Riverside County in chalk on the Gibson's back patio. I showed him a map on my desktop of Portland circa 1897, and pointed at the river on the north edge. "That's the border between Oregon and Washington," I told him. "Oh, the Columbia River!" was his reply. Piper is just a few months old, and is in the 99th percentile when it comes to charm. When she wasn't sleeping, she was displaying a dizzying arsenal of adorable expressions. Mindy was going bananas. I was surprised she didn't try and nurse her.
Dan and Tara were ridiculously great hosts, and while they live a fair distance from where we were house hunting, we feel relieved to have good friends already.
Our second day, we found a place we loved. It was outside the upper edge of our price range, but we took a look anyway. The current owners hadn't moved out yet, and we started to notice they might be strangely similar to us. Two crosses were hung, along with a world map of wine regions and a wine chiller. A stack of Bibles sat on the bookshelf. They had dogs. Mindy spotted a 4D ultrasound taken recently.
Jennifer ran some comparisons that evening, and felt the price was high. We put in an offer that was in our range, and we included a letter and photo of Mindy and I. We wrote how we were starting out, too. We told them how we wanted to have a baby soon, and how we loved wine, and how we shared their faith. We told them we weren't moving alone, that we were bringing a dog and two cats. We also wrote, "If you're like us, you've built an emotional connection with your residence. As silly as it may sound, you want it to be in good hands…at least that's how we feel about our house back home."
It was a plea, of course, but it was earnest. If I was selling a home, those types of things would matter more than the price. Maybe it didn't pop immediately to mind, but I realized after we put in the offer and wrote that letter how amazing it was that the house we liked best was owned by people we could so easily relate to. I don't buy prosperity gospel, and I can be cynical, but it's times like these when it's blatantly obvious God is taking care of us.
From what we heard, the sellers initially planned on countering our offer, which could've put us out of our range, but they read our letter and looked at the comps and accepted.
We're ecstatic and thankful.
Poem Of The Day: "A Supermarket in California," by Allen Ginsberg
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands!
Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, García Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you, and followed in my imagination by the store detective.
We strode down the open corridors together in our solitary fancy tasting artichokes, possessing every frozen delicacy, and never passing the cashier.
Where are we going, Walt Whitman? The doors close in a hour. Which way does your beard point tonight?
(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.)
Will we walk all night through solitary streets? The trees add shade to shade, lights out in the houses, we'll both be lonely.
Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love past blue automobiles in driveways, home to our silent cottage?
Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what America did you have when Charon quit poling his ferry and you got out on a smoking bank and stood watching the boat disappear on the black waters of Lethe?
- from "Howl and Other Poems" (1956), by Allen Ginsberg (audio)


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Elyakim Haetzni
|Elyakim Haetzni
|Date of birth
|22 June 1926
|Place of birth
|Kiel, Germany
|Year of aliyah
|Faction represented in Knesset
Elyakim Haetzni (Hebrew: אליקים העצני, born 22 June 1926) is an Israeli lawyer, settlement activist and former politician who served as a member of the Knesset for Tehiya from 1990 until 1992.
Born Georg Bombach in Kiel, Germany in 1926, Haetzni made aliyah to Mandatory Palestine in 1938 with his parents and sister,[1] settling in the Kerem Avraham neighbourhood of Jerusalem. He studied at the Mizrachi Teachers' Seminary in Jerusalem, and was a member of the Haganah. He was severely wounded in the 1948 Arab-Israeli War and spent eighteen months in hospital.[1] He went on to attend the Hebrew University of Jerusalem, graduating with a law degree in 1954. Whilst a student he established the Sherut HaMitnavdim volunteer organisation, which helped new immigrants and protested government corruption, with Haetzni himself renouncing his membership of the ruling Mapai party.
In 1961 he established a law firm in Tel Aviv. After Israel's victory in the Six-Day War in 1967, he was involved in Jewish settlement in the West Bank, including the re-establishment of the Etzion Bloc and a Jewish community in Hebron. In 1972 he moved from Ramat Gan to the new Kiryat Arba settlement near Hebron. He later opened a law practice in the settlement.[1] He became a member of the Yesha Council's Steering Committee, and joined the right-wing Tehiya party. He was on the party's list for the 1988 Knesset elections, but failed to win a seat. However, he entered the Knesset on 31 January 1990 as a replacement for Eliezer Waldman.[2]
Haetzni is married, with four children.
- ^ a b c Elyakim Haetzni Israel Unity Coalition
- ^ Knesset Members in the Twelfth Knesset Knesset website
External links[edit]
- Elyakim Haetzni on the Knesset website
- 1926 births
- Living people
- German Jews
- People from Kiel
- German emigrants to Israel
- Haganah members
- Israeli soldiers
- Hebrew University of Jerusalem alumni
- Israeli lawyers
- Israeli activists
- Israeli settlers
- Tehiya politicians
- Israeli people of German-Jewish descent
- People from Kiryat Arba
- Members of the 12th Knesset (1988–92)
- 20th-century Israeli politicians


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Tuesday, February 7th, 2012
Police in Newry and Mourne will attend a District Policing Partnership meeting at the Whistledown Hotel in Warrenpoint on Tuesday, 21st February at 7pm to discuss the proposed closure of Warrenpoint Police Station. The meeting will provide the public with the opportunity to offer their views on the future of the station and policing in the local area.
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CF.C spoke to Kooyman yesterday evening before he verballed and was able to reach his father earlier tonight. Kooyman, whom The Seattle Times called "one of finest three-sport athletes in state", is a Cougar.
Kooyman thought WSU might be close to offering last month, with the Cougs telling the 6-5.5, 215-pounder out of Covington's Tahoma High they'd likely complete their evaluation during the winter break. Sure enough, a few days ago, Kooyman was thrilled to hear from Cougar head man Bill Doba he had himself a WSU scholarship offer.
It didn't take Kooyman long to decide Washington State was the best fit, choosing Wazzu over offers from Boise State, Idaho and Eastern, and interest from Washington, Oregon, Cal, Utah and others.
"He wanted to play for a Washington school since he was born and raised here," said Bart Kooyman, Kevin's father. "And he wanted to play Division I, and he wanted to play Pac-10."
Kooyman told a very happy Doba and Timm Rosenbach last night he's coming to Pullman and would not be tripping to both WSU and Idaho both next weekend as he'd planned. Instead, he and his parents will be spending the entire weekend in Pullman.
"He told Doba and Rosenbach both," said the elder Kooyman. "I talked to Bill and they were both really excited, as were we. It came as a bit of a shock. He had been wooed by a couple of the Idaho teams. He called both teams this evening and told them he was going with Washington State."
Kooyman, who was voted the top tight end at Oregon's camp this summer, could play defensive end, tight end or elsewhere at Washington State depending on how he fills out his 6-foot-5.5 frame. Kooyman said earlier last night before he verballed he'd be happy playing on either side of the but might have a slight preference for defense. He likes to hit.
FROM HIS DEFENSIVE END spot this season, Kooyman racked up 63 tackles that included a league leading 16 tackles for loss, five sacks, three fumbles recovered, two forced fumbles, three pass break ups, a punt block and one defensive play returned for a touchdown.
He was named all-league for the second year in a row in the rough and tumble SPSL on both offense and defense. The Seattle Times named him Star Times 2005 all-area on defense, and the Seattle PI tabbed him all-area defense as well.
Offensively, Kooyman caught 21 passes on the year for run oriented Tahoma but his value on that side of the ball was also readily apparent, as Kooyman took home All-Area honors from the Tacoma News Tribune
Kooyman bench presses 300 pounds, squats 500, runs 40 yards in 4.6 seconds. Just as impressive in the classroom, he carries a 3.95 GPA and scored 1500 on the SAT.
The defending Class 4A state wrestling champion at 215 pounds, Kooyman also runs high hurdles and anchors Tahoma High School's 400-meter relay in addition to competing in the shot and discus.
Kevin Kooyman profile
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From the SLA: Le Souk Is Le Screwed
On Monday night, Community Board 3 voted to deny a liquor license renewal to Le Souk, and today, the SLA offered unequivocal support of that decision: According to a statement released by the agency, the New York Court of Appeals has ruled to uphold the SLA's decision to revoke the Avenue B restaurant-club's license for good. Le Souk, which had a long history of bad relations with many of its neighbors thanks to noise and traffic congestion, had won an appeal in March to have its license reinstated after the SLA canceled it due to overcrowding in March 2008. But this court decision would seem to spell doom for Le Souk's owners -- who have a second location on Bleecker Street -- and victory for their neighbors.
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Kivulini Luxury Resort, Malindi
- Free breakfast and free WiFi in lobby
Main amenities
- 56 smoke-free guestrooms
- On a private beach
- 2 restaurants
- Free shuttle
- Children's pool
- Beach umbrellas
- Massage/treatment rooms
- Airport shuttle
- Childcare
- Air conditioning
- Garden
- Snack bar/deli
For families
- Children's pool
- Babysitting or childcare (surcharge)
- Private bathroom
- Free toiletries
- Garden
- Patio
What's around
- Marine Park (2.1 mi / 3.5 km)
- Malindi Beach (5.2 mi / 8.4 km)
- Ruins of Gedi (16.5 mi / 26.6 km)
- Bio-Ken Snake Farm (17.7 mi / 28.5 km)
- Watamu Beach (18.2 mi / 29.2 km)
This hotel lack of good management, good housekeeping and good kitchen. Rooms are small,…
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Kivulini Luxury Resort, Malindi
Hotel Info: 866-539-8117from $85
- Classic Double Room
- Superior Double Room
- Junior Suite
- Family Room
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At a glance
Key facts
Hotel size
- This hotel has 56 rooms
- Check-in time starts at 2 PM
- Check-out time is 11 AM
Required at check in
- Credit card or cash deposit required
- Government-issued photo ID required
- Minimum check-in age is 18
Travelling with others
- Babysitting/childcare *
- Free WiFi in public areas
- Airport shuttle *
- Area shuttle within 20 km *
- Free beach shuttle
- Shopping center shuttle *
- Casino shuttle *
Other information
- Smoke-free property
Nearby Four Star Malindi hotels
In the hotel
- Free breakfast
- 2 restaurants
- Bar/lounge
- Coffee shop/café
- Snack bar/deli
- On private beach
- Free beach shuttle
- Children's pool
- Pool sun loungers
- Spa treatment room(s)
- Golfing nearby
- Scuba diving nearby
- Surfing/boogie boarding nearby
- Beach umbrellas
- Beach towels
- Billiards or pool table
- Concierge services
- Tours/ticket assistance
- Limo or Town Car service available
- Dry cleaning/laundry service
- Luggage storage
- Wedding services
- Multilingual staff
- Garden
In the room
- Air conditioning
- Ceiling fan
- Minibar
- Patio
- Private bathroom
- Shower only
- Free toiletries
- Hair dryer
- Flat-screen TV
- Satellite TV channels
- Phone
- In-room safe
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Special features
DiningOnsite venue - This restaurant specializes in local cuisine and serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Kivulini Luxury Resort, Malindi's small print
Also known as
- Kivulini
- Kivulini Luxury
- Kivulini Luxury Malindi
- Kivulini Luxury Resort
- Kivulini Luxury Resort Malindi
- Kivulini Luxury Resort Malindi, Kenya, Africa
- Kivulini Village Beach Malindi
- Kivulini Luxury Resort Malindi Kenya Africa
Optional extras
Babysitting/childcare is available for an extra charge
Airport shuttle service is offered for an extra charge
Area shuttle, casino shuttle, and shopping center shuttle service is offered for an extra charge
We have included all charges provided to us by this hotel. However, charges can vary, for example, based on length of stay or the room you book.
Recent reviews
Good 3.9 /5 from 9 reviews
No wifi in the room and limited cable channels
The welcome on arrival and friendly attention set the tone for the stay. Always helpful but not intrusive. Made for a relaxing and enjoyable stay. The room was excellent,food of good quality and choice. Service very good and the grounds were well kept. We loved the pool and evening walks with the ocean at the doorstep.Highly recommended.
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