Friday, August 29, 2014

Omoidasu harunohi








* We had a flood last night.

* About 12 or 13 years ago, I signed up for, and then promptly forgot about it. Today I got my first friend request.

* Life of Kyu Sakamoto, a Japanese Popular Song Artist:

Kyu Sakamoto (Sakamoto Kyu in Japanese) was born Hisashi Oshima (Oshima Hisashi in Japanese) on 10 November 1941 in Kawasaki City, Kanagawa Prefecture. He made his show business debut in 1960.
His biggest hit, Ue o Muite Aruko (I Look Up When I Walk; Sukiyaki in the West), was released in Japan in 1961. After its release in the U.S. in 1963, the song's earnestness and melodic beauty proved irresistible despite its incomprehensible lyrics. Against all odds, on 15 June 1963, the song ousted Leslie Gore's It's My Party to become the No. 1 popular song in the U.S. (After three weeks at No. 1 on the Billboard chart, Sukiyaki was deposed by Easier Said Than Done by The Essex.) To this date, Sukiyaki remains the biggest international hit by a Japanese popular singer.

* Sukiyaki Meets the World and the world gets to meet Toyama.

* Sukiyaki.

* Hitoribotchi no yoru.... (English lyrics and Japanese.)

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Sunday, August 24, 2014

Some are watching it from the wings


It looked like someone stretched pink gauze across the sky.


Stained glass.


Stained glass.


No wind.


No wind.


Somebody should bottle this and sell it in January.

* The Time That Washington Burned. (Thanks, Rich Miller.)

No one expected that the British infantry would march 50 miles inland to storm the capital. It was too far off, and they would have to slog through woods and dense thickets and brush to achieve their goal. No one even knew their target. There was speculation that they might swing toward Baltimore, Annapolis, or even sites further south.

* Gripping: Polish armour holds SS counter-attack at Mont-Ormel

A lull. We were not short of things to trouble us: the major had been hit in the chest by a shell splinter. We had exhausted our rations, there was scarcely half a bottle of water left per man; ammunition was scarce! Suddenly, over on our left, we heard the sounds of numerous tanks moving! The Canadians! At last! We looked for the green flares. Nothing! We came down to earth: they were German tanks advancing on us.

* 1953: Another St. Louis Summer:

The smellscape, also unmitigated by air-conditioning, was different, too. The heat and humidity would distill the pungent aromas of the fermenting hops in the breweries into an olfactory miasma that settled like a fog over the city. Adding to this yeasty mix were the St. Louis National Stockyards, whose thick, loamy, gamey smells—ripening manure, blood, rancid fats from the slaughterhouse—filled your nostrils. Breathe deeply and you recoiled as the stench hit the bottom of your brain, a reptile memory suddenly brought alive.

* 1922: Sangamon County history: Modern highways got start here:

The experimental road originally was divided into 63 sections ranging from 100 to 250 feet each. Twenty-two sections were brick, 17 asphalt and 24 concrete, “several thicknesses of each type being used … so that the capacity of each section, measured in terms of weight and number of trucks, will be plainly obvious.”

* Beautiful: Businessman donates time, talents to restore stained glass at Oak Ridge.

* Some are standing in the center, giving to get something...

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Saturday, August 23, 2014

Embarrassed by the crowd


DeLorean in the wild. Also, through the windshield. And, yes, if you don't already know, the license plate is accurate.

* "Without the government, there would be no crime." -- Howard Weitzman in his closing argument, without putting on a defense, in the trial of John DeLorean.

* The man.

* I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.......... (Fugees, with Fugees ending, so be warned.)

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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Guitar player gets restless




Horace Mann.


Illinois Supreme Court.

* CapitolFax discussion on decriminalization versus legalization versus whatever it is were doing now on marijuana: Not nearly enough. It should go without saying, but here it is anyway: read the comments.

* SD man fined $10,525 for killing bald eagle.

* Perfect-Scoring Winter Analog Paints Ominous Picture for Upcoming Season.

* Cloud.

* And then the rains came (Springfield photos).

* Thunderstorms produce flash flooding, power disruptions.

* New underpass will be flood-resistant:

Overflow into wells would be pumped into the storm-sewer system once the heaviest rain has moved out, Moll said. Three wells and storage pipe would have capacity for 6,360 cubic feet, or 47,500 gallons, of water. Plans are to install wells at all underpasses included in rail consolidation.

Throughout the ages, man has tried to make water do what man wants water to do. But, we always, eventually find out water's gonna do what water wants to do.

* If You Think the Water Crisis Can't Get Worse, Wait Until the Aquifers Are Drained.

* Daughter's Film Tells Story of the 'Chicago' Guitarist You Don't Remember. (I'm sorry to say, the only rock concert I ever fell asleep at was Chicago.)

* And his coat is torn and frayed......

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Tuesday, August 19, 2014



* 'This Fight Begins In The Heart': Reading James Baldwin As Ferguson Seethes:

It is early August. A black man is shot by a white policeman. And the effect on the community is of "a lit match in a tin of gasoline."
No, this is not Ferguson, Mo. This was Harlem in August 1943, a period that James Baldwin writes about in the essay that gives its title to his seminal collection, Notes of a Native Son.

* Driftwood Outdoors: Clean Water Act should matter to all sportsmen.

* Finger.

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