June 12th, 2009


Schott's Miscellany 10 June 2009

The first Witch of Salem, Bridget Bishop, was hanged (1692)


StateState nicknameState motto
ILLINOISPrairie StateState sovereignty, national union
INDIANAHoosier StateThe crossroads of America
IOWAHawkeye StateOur liberties we prize and our rights we will maintain
KANSASSunflower StateAd astra per aspera [to the stars through difficulties]
KENTUCKYBluegrass StateUnited we stand, divided we fall; Deo gratiam habeamus [let us be grateful to God]
LOUISIANAPelican StateUnion, justice, and confidence
MAINEPine Tree StateDirigo [I lead]
MARYLANDFree State; Old Line StateLiberty and independence
MASSACHUSETTSBay State; Old Colony StateEnse petit placidam sub libertate quietem [by the sword we seek peace, but peace only under liberty]
MICHIGANWolverine State; Great Lakes StateSi quaeris peninsulam amoenam circumspice [if you seek a pleasant peninsula, look around you]
MINNESOTANorth Star State; Land of 10,000 Lakes; Gopher StateL'Étoile du Nord [the North Star]
MISSISSIPPIMagnolia StateVirtute et armis [by valor and arms]
MISSOURIShow-Me StateSalus populi suprema lex esto [the welfare of the people shall be the supreme law]

A statesman is a politician who's been dead 10 or 15 years.
Harry S Truman (1884-1972)
  • Current Music
    "Pavane" by Ian Anderson w/orchestra

Schott's Miscellany 11 June 2009

Buddhist monk Thich Quant Dúc self-immolated in protest at South Vietnam's lack of religious freedom (1963)


StateState nicknameState motto
MONTANATreasure StateOro y plata [gold and silver]
NEBRASKACornhusker StateEquality before the law
NEVADASagebrush State; Silver State; Battle Born StateAll for our country
NEW HAMPSHIREGranite StateLive free or die
NEW JERSEYGarden StateLiberty and prosperity
NEW MEXICOLand of EnchantmentCrescit eundo [it grows as it goes]
NEW YORKEmpire StateExcelsior [ever upward]
NORTH CAROLINATar Heel State; Old North StateEsse quam videri [to be rather than to seem]
NORTH DAKOTAPeace Garden State; Sioux State; Flickertail State; Rough Rider StateLiberty and union, now and forever: one and inseparable
OHIOBuckeye StateWith God all things are possible
OKLAHOMASooner StateLabor omnia vincit [labor conquers all]
OREGONBeaver StateAlis volat propriis [she flies with her own wings]
PENNSYLVANIAKeystone StateVirtue, liberty, and independence

A place for everything, and everything in its place.
Samuel Smiles (1812-1904)
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    "Love Over and Over" by Kate & Anna McGarrigle

Friday already?

Seems like it was just Monday..........

Yesterday was frustrating, as a trip to the PO box did not yield the check that should fucking well have been there. Then I had lunch with girasole and hung out at Midtown Comics just browsing until I calmed down. That was followed by a trip home on the express bus that took twice as long as usual thanks to, not one, but two wheelchair passengers who had to be loaded -- with the added entertainment value of the second wheelchair-bound passenger getting off after the first one, so the first one had to be unloaded, the second one put in farther from the door, and then the first one put back in closer to the door (the space for wheelchairs is very narrow on MTA express buses). It wasn't a problem as such, except for the bits where the first wheelchair passenger bitched and moaned about having to go through all that. (And, of course, they both got off before I did.)

The really ridiculous part was the woman next to me, who kept calling people (or maybe the same person, I couldn't tell) on her cell phone complaining about how long everything was taking. What was ridiculous was that the first wheelchair passenger got off at the first stop in the Bronx; the next stop is all of two blocks later, and the woman next to me got off there. If she was in such a rush, why didn't she get off at the first stop, as she could've walked the two blocks in less time than it took to get the wheelchair off the bus?

People are weird....

Anyhow, plan for today is to have lunch with some fellow ex-Census workers at a local pizza place, then check the PO box again in the hopes of moolah, then home to write. I have another original novel proposal that started to congeal in my head last night -- I have the setup and main character, I was just short a plot. The plot I did have wasn't working, but I think this new one may make it. Then the weekend will be spent either at the dojo doing karate things or at the computer scripting Farscape: Gone and Back #4.
  • Current Music
    "Acadian Driftwood" by The Band

cat therapy

So another trip to the PO box was a waste on two fronts -- no checks, and then I found out that the check "fell through the cracks," and the soonest I'll get it is Wednesday. This, in a word, sucks. While I recognize that the financial hole I'm in that makes this check vital to me is entirely my own fault, being told it "fell through the cracks" after wasting $8 on two trips to midtown doesn't fill me with warm, fuzzy thoughts.

Speaking of which, "warm and fuzzy" is exactly what made me feel better. suricattus asked me to check on her cats while she's away from home, and having Boomer -- who's big, silly, and friendly -- run up to me and rub against my leg and roll on his back and generally be cute and affectionate as all heck really did wonders to make me feel better. (Even the Incredibly Recalcitrant Pandora came briefly out to acknowledge my existence and meow at me twice before retreating under the bed until I left like usual.)

Then I came home, and Aoki was all over me. While I was typing the first paragraph of this entry, she was in my lap.

Cats make everything better. *nods*

(So does air conditioning. The humidity in NYC today is stifling, with air you can swim through....)
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    "Old Paint" by Blind Pharaohs