Simpler Times beer, not too shabby for $4 a six pack. The taste can be described as "beer" along the lines of Budweiser.

Mr. Contac

Getting On The Ball

I will be changing the tune on this album beginning with the beginning of the sentence. I will begin with my education today gleaned from the local Raleigh news on how the term "Being on the ball" came into prominence. Apparently Raleigh played a significant commerce role in the moving of product via railways in the early 1900s. A train conductor in Ohio whose watch was four minutes inadvertently caused a large train crash because a train was still on the tracks when another pulled in. In order to have all their train conductor's clocks set to one specific time, a man by the name of Ball invented a clock which could be coordinated and synchronized around the country. Now, people were able to go into a clock shop and sync their trusty timepiece with the Ball clock, thus "being on the Ball."

There is a local clop shop in Raleigh that has one of the original Ball Clocks, which still works flawlessly today.

Upstate New York via I-87.

the envelope was being opened

A cell phone pic this afternoon in St. Petersburg, Florida.

Trippin Out

A hallucinogenic fish was caught off the coast of England. It even looks trippy and has the right color scheme to get the visuals moving along nicely.

STORY HERE

Talkin' Dirty

Monday, April 20

• 8:44 a.m. — A Santo Niño Lane caller said a Mexican man went to her house and tried to give her an earring, while telling her the dirtiest words. He also stole her rake. Police assisted

Road Pics

Freedom For Money

A Parrot's Nest Grew In Brooklyn, And Queens Too

Fighting Real Parrots With a Fake Owl

By COREY KILGANNON and JEFFREY E. SINGER
Published April 17, 2009 in New York Times

Many of Con Edison’s challenges are well known — blackouts and steam pipe explosions included — but a lesser-known problem has proved no less nagging: How to protect its equipment from the thousands of monk parakeets that nest in the utility poles of Queens and Brooklyn.

These birds — also called monk parrots or Quaker parrots — are attracted to the heat given off by the transformers and other equipment high up on the utility poles. Their nests often wreck the electrical equipment by engulfing the electrical devices and blocking ventilation.

The resulting trapped heat can cause the devices to short-circuit and often, to catch fire, sometimes leading to local power failures. Con Edison officials have tried to shoo the birds with nets, spikes, deterrent sprays and sound machines.

“None have been successful,” said Al Williams, a senior scientist with Con Ed who tracks the monk parakeet, a native of South America. According to the prevailing theory, the birds escaped from cargo at Kennedy International Airport and now proliferate mostly in Brooklyn and Queens, with perhaps 300 nests that cause “a tremendous cost” to Con Edison, Mr. Williams said. In eight fires on overhead equipment in past 18 months, the nests are the main suspects.

One Con Edison crew has come up with its own solution: a plastic, battery-powered owl that swivels its head and makes a hooting noise, bought right at a local nursery.

The idea came from Gerry Goodwin, 65, a 44-year Con Edison veteran who tired of continually replacing the 24,000-volt feeder enclosure on a pole on 11th Avenue, just off Clintonville Street in Whitestone, Queens, which has become a main parakeet habitat, along with Canarsie and Midwood in Brooklyn.

“These things cost about $20,000 to replace, and we’ve gone through five in the past couple years,” Mr. Goodwin said of the feeder enclosures. “These nests are killing us.” Pondering the problem, Mr. Goodwin recalled that a co-worker had installed a plastic owl on his boat to keep seagulls away.

“I figured, ‘If it works for seagulls, it’ll work for parakeets; let’s put one up on the equipment,’ ” Mr. Goodwin said. So last year, they bought an owl and named him Hootie.

Hootie worked like a charm. Months went by with no new nests. But suddenly the nests were back, and the crew was back again to replace the equipment.

“Hootie’s batteries went dead,” Mr. Goodwin said. The birds immediately detected him as a fake and built their nest next to him.

“I think one of them married Hootie,” joked Sam Maratto, a Con Edison supervisor. Last week, the equipment exploded and caught fire, ruining Hootie. The fire was caused by nests, Mr. Maratto said. Mr. Goodwin went up in a cherry picker to retrieve the damaged owl, then called Mr. Maratto, who drove to a nearby a nursery and bought another one.

On the way, Mr. Maratto pointed out some huge nests in the area. When the nests become wet, he said, they conduct electricity and cause the devices to short-circuit and explode.

“They’re all over, and they’re huge,” he said, referring to the nests. He stopped at a device on a pole near Seventh Avenue and 150th Street “smothered” by a huge nest.

“Look at that capacitor bank — it’s a condominium,” he said. “It’s engulfed. That’s a piece of Con Ed equipment; you can’t even see it.”

The men said working in Whitestone had given them double duty as parrot home wreckers (though parrot sympathizers should know that the birds rebuild their homes within several days). When working on nest-infested equipment, Con Ed workers must wear special protective suits and face masks.

“These birds don’t go easy,” said one worker, Patrick Chery. “They hover right around you, and if they have eggs in the nest, they’ll attack you.”

Mr. Goodwin said that the Hootie solution seemed like the way to go citywide, except for the need to change the batteries every few months. He has asked Con Edison engineers to come up with a way to feed low-voltage direct current from the lines to power the owls.

Last week, Mr. Chery mounted the new Hootie. Within minutes, a parakeet flew over to take a look.

Steve Baldwin, who runs BrooklynParrots.com, a Web site devoted to chronicling the wild urban parakeets, said the parakeets have strong instincts to return to their original nesting spot. They will not be fooled for too long by a plastic owl, he said. A better solution might be using recorded hawk calls to deter the parakeets, he added, and providing “alternate nest platforms” on poles.

“I know there are people who think Con Edison is killing them, but I think they’re pretty humane about removing the nests,” he said. “It would be nice if, on our Con Ed bills, there was a box you could check to donate $5 for humane monk parakeet nest removal.”

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Be sure to check out the BrooklynParrots.com site. There are some pics of nests hoarding a steeple at The Green-Wood Cemetery. They also keep up with legislation aimed at protecting the birds, and other updates of interest.

Ybor City's Finest

Columbia, the restaurant was founded in 1905 by a Cuban immigrant in the Ybor City section of Tampa, Florida. It is the state's largest and oldest Spanish-American resturant. I ate at the Columbia in St. Petersburg. Had the Mojito Chicken which came with a rice unlike I've ever tasted, as well as fresh homemade bread that melted in the mouth.

(photo taken with cell phone in Ybor City)

Whistling Outside The Church

Here are some of the greatest from the recent Rio Grande Sun police blotter.

Monday, March 9

• 4:30 p.m. — A North Orchard Drive caller said a possibly demented old woman was in his garage grabbing beers out of his fridge. She refused to be transported by police.

Thursday, March 12

• 5:44 p.m. — A County Road 59A caller said someone threw a bag of meat into her yard in an attempt to poison her dog. No report was taken

Sunday, March 15

• 4:42 a.m. — A caller said someone was whistling outside Holy Cross Catholic Church. Police found the door open and secured it.

Charlie Coley Dunks

I got to see Charlie Coley, a 6'7'' senior at UNC Charlotte play ball on the court today. He will be particpating in the NCAA Slam Dunk Championship this weekend in Detroit.

The Virtues of Benjamin Weissman

I first stumbled across Dear Dead Person by Benjamin Weissman in an Ivy League town bookstore I thought sold only used books but had new books at discounted prices. I flipped through a few pages and thought it'd be something I liked. And I indeed did. Now it sits high on the bookshelf where prying children fingers cannot reach.

I only recently obtained his 2004 book, Headless, but remember some reviews of it here and there when it came out. It seems to me Weissman has never been a huge blip on the commercial radar, unfortunately. In a marketplace where potty humor, silly violence, awkward sexual situations and good profanity is bankable, Weissman's work gracefully glides through unscathed.

Headless is known for it's opening piece, Hitler Ski Story. A quote lifted from another blog claims this to be a Weissman quote...
"Initially, I wanted to write that story from the perspective of a Hitler historian, under the premise that there was new information about Hitler having been a lousy skier, which is sort of the ultimate insult for a Tyrolean. But after seeing photographs of Hitler in the Alps, I couldn’t help but imagine his experience trying to ski. Maybe putting him on skis makes him an easy target for parody and humiliation."

His prose style is something I relate to. It is hard for his reader not to feel connected. The voice of his stories feel like it is a close friend that is telling you something he can and will only tell you. He tells you secrets, like in The Fecality of it All, or in the first book, Time Bomb, where he says, "The mating ritual can be so complicated. I tell her I want to be inside her now. I heard that in a porn film and it drove the actress crazy."

An appealing aspect to me of his work is that the stories are typically very short, just a few pages in length to 10 pages or so. Weissman typically dives right into a story and all you see is guts, the action of the narrative as it unfolds upon you and like that, he hits his point and the story closes. Simple. Swift. Just right.

You can read the book on Google Books HERE.

Read a short interview with Weissman HERE.

New Mexico photos

MOISTBOYZ

The Work of Joe Heaps

SEE MORE JOE HEAPS HERE

April Art Show in Lancaster

A couple of friends will be in an April show at The Infantree Gallery. “OUT THERE” features John Slaby, Keith Garcia, Christian Herr and Kris Harzinski. Opening reception will be First Friday April 3, from 5-9 pm. They are located at 21 N. Prince Street, Lancaster, Pennsylvania.

Cops & Ice Cream Cones

I saw two obese policemen in white shirts eating vanilla ice cream cones at Dairy Queen.

John Milius wrote it. We repeat it.

There is an excellent story on John Milius over at CNN. You may not know the name but you surely know his work.

"You know that line in 'Dirty Harry' in which Clint Eastwood's Harry Callahan describes the power of the .44 Magnum? John Milius wrote that line.
Remember the line in 'Jaws' when Robert Shaw, playing the shark hunter, talks about his buddies being eaten alive by sharks during World War II? That was Milius.
How about the line in 'Apocalypse Now,' when Robert Duvall, playing a surf-loving Army colonel, says 'I love the smell of napalm in the morning?'
Milius again."

He is also the guy who is said to be the inspiration for the Walter character in The Big Lebowski. I dig that Milius applauds the screenplays of Paul Thomas Anderson. I wonder who brought the name up during the interview though, Milius or the reporter? Either way, is good.

And for those who are despising Rush Limbaugh for his recent comments. Milius, an out and about conservative, says the GOP loudmouth should be "drawn and quartered."

Mommy, What's A Gravedigga?

My Strange New Mexico

This site hasn't been active for too long and this is already my second post on New Mexico. I've an affinity with the state, which become even more apparent on my visit there.

I stumbled across a website recently, My Strange New Mexico, that I knew after reading the first article is one of those sites you bookmark. The pieces are written by a Mike Smith and he thoroughly does his research in his work. It is more than apparent. He covers everything from desert legends to historical accounts, including one of a hideout Al Capone allegedly used in his heyday. Another interesting article is about Grenville, NM, a town of 25.

Perhaps one of the most enlightening is about of a group called the Aggressive Christianity Missionary Training Corps. "Wearing military-style uniforms, and awarding rank to members of the group based on their dedication, the group considered themselves a spiritual army, preparing the world for an apocalyptic war against the evils of society—against rock and roll, homosexuality, television, psychoanalysis, medication, karate, and more," the article says.

Mr. Smith's account of the group can be read HERE. I highly recommend it!

(The link below apparently need a white background behind it. Click it. Order. Be saved.)

Chicken Feet

I've never noticed it near the fresh chicken but there it was, chicken feet for just a few dollars.

Espanola, New Mexico

7:17 p.m. — A woman calling from the Rio Chama Chevron said she didn’t know what her name was or what was wrong with her, but someone gave her brownies and later told her they put something in them. Officers checked to make sure she was okay.

Espanola, New Mexico is a grey zone. I loyally check out their local paper, Rio Grande Sun, for their police blotter because the stories are of a Twilight Zone/David Lynch flavor. The above blotter is a recent from their most recent edition.
I had the pleasure of stopping in the town on a ride from Albuquerque to Santa Fe. My friend advised me that Espanola is a town where many residents are addicted heroin and meth. Sometime after that trip I had met someone out in New Jersey, who grew up near Espanola, who also referred to the town as the "Heroin Capital of New Mexico."

Weird things happen in Espanola and their police blotter helps prove it.

Here are some other ones I've saved for my own future reference...

Monday, Jan. 12

• 7:51 p.m. — A County Road 103 caller said his aunt told him there was a man, who was wearing camouflage, holding a stick and pretending it was a rifle, trying to hide. The aunt told dispatchers she saw some lights a few minutes ago and could see lights again. The hidden man was found and detoxed.

Wednesday, Jan. 14

• 11:59 p.m. — A Private Drive 1625 caller said he was "a gangster rapper that has been all over Albuquerque." He called a second time and asked if the Cold War ended and asked whether someone could take his picture so that he could "be known and be normal." No report was taken.

Thursday, Jan. 15

• 4:07 p.m. — A Shoe Department employee said someone walked out with a pair of shoes. She later advised 911 dispatchers that the man fled in his socks and didn't take anything. The suspect told police that it was his boss who tried to steal the shoes, but they didn't get away with anything. He was arrested for driving under the influence.

Sunday. Jan. 18

• 10:48 a.m. — A State Road 76 caller said a man was trying to steal her doorknob, and he threw something on the door, scratching it. She said he wasn't at the house but goes there at night when he knows she isn't home. Police determined no one was trying to steal the doorknob.

Wednesday, Jan. 21

• 9:25 p.m. — A Ziegler Street caller said when she arrived home she heard some weird noises and her deaf roommate felt something weird. Police checked the residence.

Fast Food Pharmacy

Wall of Skulls [Tzompantli] at Chichen Itza

One of my favorite structures at Chichen Itza in the Yucatan jungle of Mexico is the Wall of Skulls, or Tzompantli. I took a bunch of photos of this area including these two. Another interesting site is the observatory. At the top of it is an observatory with three windows that perfectly align with three positions of Venus.

"The Wall of Skulls is called the Tzompantli, which is actually an Aztec name for this kind of structure, because the first one seen by the horrified Spanish was at the Aztec capital city of Tenochtitlan.

The Tzompantli structure at Chichén Itzá is a Toltec structure, where the heads of sacrificial victims were placed; although it was one of three platforms in the Great Plaza, it was according to Bishop Landa, the only one for this purpose - the others were for farces and comedies, showing the Itzá's were all about fun. The platform walls of the Tzompantli have carved reliefs of four different subjects. The primary subject is the skull rack itself; others show a scene with a human sacrifice; eagles eating human hearts; and skeletonized warriors with shields and arrows."

from Archaelogy.about.com

Navin Johnson Maxims

"I'm somebody now! Millions of people look at this book everyday! This is the kind of spontaneous publicity - your name in print - that makes people. I'm in print! Things are going to start happening to me now."

- Navin R. Johnson

Darger, Basquiat and Shrigley Vying for a 7-Year-Old's Attention

Was hanging with my seven-year-old niece today who is into drawing. She has been doing drawings of little girls on pieces of paper taped together. It reminded me of Henry Darger's work so I showed her a book (Sound and Fury: The Art of Henry Darger) of his work today.


I also showed her Basquiat and David Shrigley books too, which she liked as well.

Bad Brains Documentary

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I saw the original line up of Bad Brains at Irving Plaza back in November. I admit I am nowhere near any kind of expert on this band what so ever, but for me, there are two Bad Brains - the loud punkish band and then the laid back dub band. I prefer the green-laced tunes of the reggae sound Bad Brains produces. And I was fortunate enough to have seen this type of show. They played a two night engagement and from what I hear the other night was just the opposite, which was alright with me.

It was pretty cool to see them play the week of the 2008 election, not knowing during that first week in November how the next four years of the country would be. From stories I read, the election is one of the reasons the Washington, DC based band decided to play the three (which turned into four with the added NYC show) shows between NYC, Austin, and DC (which was an election night show).

If there was any right time to see the original line up of Bad Brains play, these were the shows to be at. How much more relevant could the shows have been at the crossroads the country was at with itself, it's citizens, and the rest of the world? Their logo of the lightning bolt crashing into the dome of the Capitol could not have had more energy behind it.

Here are a few recent photos I took with the cell phone camera.


The famous ceiling of Madison Square Garden while Wilco was playing. They opened for Neil Young.
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Caught this Gano moving on the Garden State Parkway. "Art: The Weapon of Intelligence."
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Some imagary from a hospital bed table on wheels.

Rime, Pimp My Trailer

RIME, PIMP MY TRAILER! from Young And Balding on Vimeo.

Check out the full video at The Art of Storytelling.

I saw this on a trip to The Metropolitan Museum of Art last week and enjoyed the head to this Egyptian artifact.