Thursday, April 7, 2011

Wild Horses, the Rolling Stones, standing here and remembering then

When I was a teenager and college student it was always the Rolling Stones for me, not the Beatles. It was the rhythm and the raw sound contrasted to the Beatles' modulated (in my mind) style and lyrics.

It stayed that way for many years until medium lately ago the beauty and soft wisdom of the Beatles began appealing to me. Actually, I even began liking Elton John's songs. I can't explain how those things go; I just know that it happens to me.

Tonight I think I had a turn-back moment, though. Tonight I clicked onto YouTube and heard Susan Boyle singing "Wild Horses" and thought it lovely — which is to say, mostly I thought..... but then I clicked onto the Rolling Stones singing that same song, and felt a great, nostalgic, somehow regretful, maybe sentimental emotion wash over me. Mick Jagger does not have the range or control of Susan Boyle, but he delivers. He does it so well, so personal, so felt, so real.

The Rolling Stones captured the past for me tonight. Here it is for you. I hope you enjoy it. No, actually I hope it rises something up in you and makes you feel something powerful.




Wild Horses lyrics


Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted, I bought them for you
Graceless lady, you know how I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I know I've dreamed you, a sin and a lie
I got my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living, after love dies

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day


Mick

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Japan 'tsunami dog' Ban reunited with owner after surviving at sea

I cannot imagine having to leave my dog Cheyenne behind. Even given the circumstances and the restrictions and the so-called foolishness of bringing along a dog when it could be a person who is saved... even with all that, I can't see how I could do it. The problem is, I don't see myself staying back to be drowned in a tsunami wave, so I guess the solution is to be clever, creative, quick, and possible very verbally or physically persuasive. 
-Wayward
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A dog which has been rescued at sea off the coast of Kesennuma, Japan, was reunited with the owner on Monday more than three weeks after being washed away by the killer tsunami triggered by the March 11 earthquake. Japanese broadcaster NTV aired images of the reunion with the woman hugging Ban and the dog warmly wagging her tail. The dog was rescued on Friday after being found drifting on a roof.


Monday, April 4, 2011

Sister Wendy on "Piss Christ"

Years ago I saw Sister Wendy giving a most interesting and thought-provoking introduction to art on tv. I had her book on art but carelessly set it aside years ago. Now I have reason to get that book out again, for the gift of introspection and original thought from this amazing woman.

I never thought kindly of "Piss Christ," but Sister Wendy goes against the automatic response and explains it from another point of view. Here is a video of her talking about art, morality, life, and more. It starts out with her comments on "Piss Christ," but there is more after that first minute or so.
-Wayward

Sunday, April 3, 2011

THE DOLLS, Chapter 7 / Betty Ann is Dead

This is an evolving story. You might want to start at Chapter 1: The Dolls to get a sense of the atmosphere and drama involved.

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Saturday, April 2, 2011

Considering pet insurance for my dog


Several months ago my labrador retriever, Cheyenne, had some surgery for large lipomes that were obstructing her movement. One was pressing on her jugular vein. Surgery bills can be high, so I am wondering if you have pet insurance for your pet. Cheyenne will be 11 this July. I'm wondering whether the monthly premiums for the insurance don't cancel out any financial benefit  for medical costs.

"Very sort of tempting"



It's either very (adjective) or kind of/sort of (adjective). Not very kind of/sort of (adjective).

Because it's, like, very sort of ridiculous to use conflicting qualifiers.



Thursday, March 31, 2011

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Cheyenne, the mighty duck hunter

Ducks come to our back yard every year. Cheyenne has Duck Duty.

This is best viewed full screen. It was filmed at 720p. (1280 x 720)
~Wayward

Friday, March 25, 2011

Cheyenne wants a cookie



I cannot imagine a day without my dog Cheyenne. There is nothing like the absolute and unconditional love and affection of a dog, and that is why we must love and protect them — they who always look at you with trust, who greet you with enthusiasm, who watch from the window as you drive off to the market, and who are there at the door when you return.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Aristotle on truth and lies

It's breathtaking to me how slippery people can be with their blended truths, half truths, or outright lies as they say, "I swear to you..."

Sociopaths might lie all the time, but I'm talking about those in the average stream of life who can and do lie more so than others, either for profit and gain or to avoid punishment or disapproval.

I read the following years ago from a book titled Aristotle: A Very Short Introduction.*
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This is the Aristotelian definition of the truth. It's what we use in courts of law when we swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. It takes these three conditions to assure that truth emerges.

I.   "The truth." What is; not what isn't.

II.   "The whole truth." Not just a part of the truth, but also that other part of the truth that, if known, could put you in a bad light.

III.   "And nothing but the truth." Not the truth with a lie stuck in it to make the truth more palatable.


*Review: "A short, sweet, and selective commentary and analysis of Aristotle's works and ideas. A fine adjunct to the reading of the translated texts. A highly recommended aid to the student meeting Aristotle ab initio. Boy, what a book!"--Steven C. Fleishman, University of Maryland)

-Wayward




Marine Stuns A Tea Party With The Fourth Verse of the Star Spangled Banner

Violin Virtuoso Plays Paradis' "Sicilienne" for Japan Charity


Taro Hakase raised more than $10,000 for the British Red Cross.
03/19/2011

THE DOLLS, Chapter 5 / Lily


This is an evolving story. You might want to start at Chapter 1: The Dolls to get a sense of the atmosphere and drama involved.



Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Tour of the ground floor after renovation

Following a bad water leak on the ground floor, the kitchen and part of the living room were damaged and subsequently renovated. This included all new flooring, new kitchen cabinets, granite countertops, new chocolate brown venetian blinds, new micro, new refri, and dishwashing machine. Oh, and a new paint job of the entire ground floor.
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Friday, March 18, 2011

Family: My brother, my sister, and I

              
One of those formal portraits
My brother, my sister (in blue), and I

My nephew and his new bride two years ago


                  My nephew (brother's son) and his beautiful bride.
And yes, those necklaces are made out of dollar bills, Filipino style.    :-) 

Family: My brother and my sister-in-law


                                     On vacation in Hawaii

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Mockingbird Symphony

I generally don't mind the noises of the city, but it's a great break to hear just my little friend the mockingbird in my back yard. Along with the other birds, it's a charming symphony. -Wayward

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Monday, March 14, 2011

Families

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This picture was probably taken in 1989 or 1990.
Top left: My dad          Top right: My dad's brother, my uncle
Bottom left: My mom   Bottom right: My uncle's wife

And that's me sticking my head out from behind them all. 

Lots of memories here. My uncle Ray owned College Inn, a restaurant across the street from the University of Hawaii. My family spent a lot of time there and their son was very close to us. And that was a long time ago.


Sunday, March 13, 2011

My father and mother


My mother and father in the back yard next to the bean stakes.
1970s.

My mother


This is my mother working in her back yard garden in the 1970s.

Briton Daniel Hannan: Tea Party Purest Form of U.S. Uniqueness




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Oct. 4, 2010 — Daniel Hannan, author of 'The New Road to Serfdom, A Letter of Warning to America,' discusses the pitfalls of socialized healthcare in the U.K. The Conservative member of European Parliament also addresses disastrous effects of reckless spending and the positive influence of the tea party in the United States.

Help Japan


This site has some ways of helping Japan after that horribly destructive earthquake and tsunami.

Tropical Oasis / Plantation


Object Writing

Maybe it's simply me being born and raised in Hawaii that makes me love this tropical oasis that my kitchen became last year with the remodeling. I love the idea of a plantation, overhanging branches with thick green leaves, deep green granite marble countertops and wood blinds. Oh, to have a pair of colorful parrots living in the trees in the back yard!  ~Wayward

Just Light and Water

              

Object Writing Exercise 

I glance out of the car window while driving to the market. A rainbow has formed to the northwest. No pot of gold, no miracle, no heavenly sign. Simply a magnificent convergence of light and water and the sun at my back. But still, I think of you and wonder if you see me seeing it.  ~Wayward

Saturday, March 12, 2011

THE DOLLS, Chapter 4 / Lily slips an invitation under Lance's door

This is an evolving story. You might want to start at Chapter 1: The Dolls to get a sense of the atmosphere and drama involved.
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Puppy Cheyenne Takes A Cue From The Older Cat

Sat, Mar 12, 2011   04:10 PM  PST

The Wayward Videocam catches a lot of sweet moments with Cheyenne, my yellow lab and Bandit, my tuxedo cat (R.I.P.)

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Majority of One (edited Mon, Apr 4, 2011)



There is an old cultural saying that the nail that sticks up must be hammered down. I figure this is an attitude that needs a good hammering way, way down.

     ~Wayward

Thursday, March 10, 2011

To my Russian friends

Добры день. Как паживаешь? Я хорошо. Я таму назад много лета изучала русски язык  но забыла почти бсё руссково языка --- kak жаль.
              -Ваывард 

"Под американские вечера "    :-) ( Не слишни ф саду даже шорохи...)


Tuesday, March 8, 2011

THE DOLLS, Chapter 3 / Inspector Whitfield and Lance

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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Zoe the Sun Conure and her friend Paul

The Wayward Camcorder and I slipped into the Panda Inn Express before heading off for some dangerous international intrigue at Ralph's Market at the other end of the parking lot. As I ate, I saw a tall man right outside with a bird peeking out of his sweater collar. Maybe he was my foreign contact, I thought. Maybe he has tracked me down to tell me something and the bird is his cover. I quickly finished my lunch and approached him at the soda dispenser while a waitress was already chatting with him. His name is Paul Torgerson and the cozy golden redhead is Zoe. This is what follows.  -Wayward

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

THE DOLLS: Chapter 1

Some years ago I wanted to create a storyland of dolls in an adult, mysterious, intriguing setting. I did not photograph anything, but instead collected pictures of many many dolls and created my slideshow story with the simpler slideshow maker that I had to use in those days.  -Wayward




In a place far away, there is a house of dolls that live their own doll lives. Each doll has a story, some sunnier than others and some darker. The dolls all have their own room. There is a dining room on the first floor where they meet for meals and a large yard with a gazebo in the back.   As life for us humans can be a winding road sometimes or a smooth drive at other times, so these dolls' lives  have twists and turns.  At present in the dollhouse, one senses a grey veil of unrest and anxiety.


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Monday, February 28, 2011

Cousin Teri chats with her two small children

Do you remember when you were a little child? If you were fortunate, you had parents who loved you and showed it consistently and without reversals. That's what I see here and want to show here. Childhood can be and ought to be a carefree, safe, and welcoming time for the innocents.





Here they are in a more recent photo. And here is Rocky the chihuahua.





My dog Cheyenne had some surgery

She's fine now, but got sidelined for a few weeks after surgery on a (benign) tumor. Since she had a hard time eating with that big plastic protective cone over her head, I fed her each day with a plastic spoon and eventually, after she rammed through the narrow dog door with the thing on, I had to patch it with duct tape. The fur is growing in very quickly.    :-)

New Year's Eve 2010 in Hawaii



My relatives in Hawaii celebrated New Year's Eve with the usual blast of fireworks in the yard. Things are changing now, but when I was growing up there, our neighbors, who were Chinese, would celebrate the event with endlessly long, heavy strings of firecrackers and Roman candles. The final blast would take several minutes. When that was over there would be a huge feast of Kalua pig, lomi lomi salmon, poi, and all the trimmings Hawaiian style and Asian style.

TRAILER: New Year's Eve 2010 Fireworks in HawaII

Cousin Teri-Ann sent film clips of the New Year's Eve 2010 celebration there in Hawaii. Here is a trailer I made from those clips. This is one of the reasons I love about living in this age of advanced technology.


Saturday, February 26, 2011

The Majesty of Horses

I took riding lessons once — English horseback riding style, meaning without a pommel.  All throughout those lessons I wished I had taken western style riding.   My horse was a tall stud named Chaps and he treated me with total respect but a pommel would have eased my mind. This here is a slideshow of horses of all breeds doing what horses do. I hope you enjoy it.    


Views From My Window

In the early 2000s, after a great loss, I'd often wake up early to photograph the morning light from my east facing upstairs office window. Maybe I needed to record that in fact a new day had begun. Maybe I needed to hang on to a daily routine. Maybe I needed to see something predictable and beautiful. I hope you enjoy this slideshow and are able to see many many more sunrises in your lifetime. -Falcon