Wednesday, April 28, 2010

GET IT IN THE HOLE

I've had these quotes laying (or lying?) around.
(I like to end sentences with prepositions, don't you?)
But I lie.
It actually makes me feel somewhat guilty.
A proposition would be a better word to end a sentence with.
Anyway, here are some leftover quotes from this year's Masters that I had not intended to post, but since the ink well of my imagination has been meager and dry of late, I'm posting these holy quotes. I know...I've just used a bad pun to end my sentence with.
And, I know...this last preposition was totally unnecessary.
***

Well holed...nice, rhythmic stroke.

This man has been up and down like a yo-yo.

He's been holing these coming in.

He needs to hole this.

A hole that's very special to him.

I think he's boned it.

He's too high...too hard.

Is that coming all the way out?

So far stuck behind me.

The hole is 156 yards long and they just tear their hair out.

Solid stance...crisp contact.

He came back with a 69.

Let the natural contours turn it around.

It's a different kettle of fish.

Ohhh...that's the one!

If it just happened to fall in it would be an extra bonus.

He has no chrome on the club for extra bite.



THAT'S NOT WHAT SHE SAID.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

POEMS AND QUOTES FOR EARTH DAY 2010


El Dora

Infinity's rainbow
Scattered flowers

Across the mountain

Mornings sang
Stars smiled

A river flowed

Across my eyes

Broken corners
Of the heart rose.



Children Are People


People are hippies, dope dealers (mostly
business men)
And lonely old ladies and gentlemen

Shipwrecked idealists
ordained by a headless horseman
with muscular flanks

galloping, galloping
in you and me.

Children are people
who are not hippies, business men,
lonely old ladies or gentlemen
or shipwrecked idealists

Children are flowers, trees, butterflies,
birds and bees who constantly keep a sense
of humor and sadness around hippies, business
men, lonely old ladies and gentlemen and
shipwrecked idealists who talk about God (who
might be a business man) with muscular flanks
galloping, galloping in you and me.



Poem for David

The Earth is beautiful
When you see the sun
And smell the air
And plant life
Because you are
The sun and Earth
And a moon child
You are beautiful
Like when you smile
You are alive and growing
As a seed in the Earth
You were born today
And tomorrow you will be
An older gardener of
Corn and strawberries
And I love you
Since you plant life



Bamian Afghanistan

Echoes of Tamerlane, Genghis Khan and
Alexander were found in tourquoise, opal and
Amethyst dreams,
Young vagabonds slept on Persian rugs
Beneath Heaven's green pastures far below
Tall Buddhas on Bamian's plains.
While bright on earth green grass grew under
Falling rain, above the sky lit up dark
Echoed man's last refrain:
'We hail the rains to bring us back to life;
We hail the rains to remove this mortal rule
of knife.' But thunder shouted and sirens cried,
People hurried, they fought and died.
Echoes of Tamerlane, Genghis Khan and
Alexander were found in tourquoise, opal and
Amethyst dreams,
Young vagabonds slept on Persian rugs
Beneath Heaven's green pastures
Far below tall Buddhas on Bamian's plains.


Time Capsule

The cold machines from earth
Travelled as far as they could
And travelled empty paths
Through endless spaces
Filled with myriad stars and
Galaxies
For one thousand years.

It didn't matter, after all,
Since life on earth as men
Had known it was gone
And the men, the intelligent
Knowers and machine-lover makers
Had also disappeared.

The sun never felt a thing
And God remained inside
His big laboratory quietly thinking
About what to do next.


Bulletin

FoOlisH sCiEnCe
Go To SlEep
FoReVeR
tHe UbIqUiToUs NiGhT
iS FuLl Of ScReAmS
iT iS rAiNiNg oN fLoWeRs.
BuLlEtIn:
ThE KeYs To HeAvEn HaVe BeEn LoSt On EaRtH.
iF tHe MoOn Is PoWeR tHe RaVeN (sNoW) iS
DaRkNeSs.
RoAr Of ThE lIoN aNd ThE gEnTlE lAmB
wHo WiLl WiN
sAiD a ChIlD oF nOwHeRe
ThE lIlAcS iN hEr HaIr.


Last Appeal

Atomic madmen
You dancers
Of doom
Leave my Earth
Go live on the Moon
Leave my universe
Atomic madmen
You don't scare me
Boom.


Entry 248
Flying Saucers come from distant worlds.
Dr. Herman Oberth

Something unknown to our understanding is visiting this Earth.
Dr. Mitrovan Zverev

Information is desired if this was some new or experimental aircraft or for any explanation whatsoever.
1949 CIA memo

Reliable reports indicate there are objects coming into our atmosphere at very high speeds and controlled by thinking intelligences.
Rear Admiral Delmar Fahrney
U.S. Navy Missile Chief

The nations of the world will have to unite for the next war will be an interplanetary war. The nations of Earth must some day make a common front against attack by people from other planets.
General Douglas MacArthur


Entry 258
The question is not so much whether there is life on Mars as whether it will continue to be possible to live on Earth.
Unknown


What kind of world is this that can send machines to Mars and does nothing to stop the killing of a human being.
Jose Saramago


I am part of the sea and stars
And the winds of the South and North;
Of mountains and Moon and Mars,
And the ages sent me forth!
Edward H.S. Terry


Entry 268
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Oscar Wilde

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.
Og Mandino

We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.
Mark Twain


Starlight

AnD tHeRe It WaS.

ThE vErY fIrSt StAr.

ThE vErY fIrSt TeAr

Of LiGhT iN tHe UnIvErSe.

StArLiGhT.

Oh WhAt A mYsTeRy

Is HeAvEn

AnD

wOmEn

So LoVeLy

An EaRtH.

By M.L. Squier





Wednesday, April 21, 2010

HAPPY EARTH DAY EVE


I'm "reposting" some letters for tomorrow's Earth Day.

I can't fit them all into this post, so they'll come one after another on this eve of another Earth Day along with these same words.

But first, I want to say:


Oh men of Earth...

End your murdering!

Dear, dear Earth...

Forgive us for what we have done to thee!


***

THE FIRST EARTH DAY


"We only have one earth, so we need to take care of her."
That's what Senator Gaylord Nelson of Wisconsin believed. He was disturbed that an issue as important as our environment was not addressed in politics or by the media, so he created the first Earth Day, on April 22, 1970. An estimated 20 million people nationwide attended festivities that day. It was a truly astonishing grassroots explosion, leading eventually to national legislation such as the Clean Air Act and the Clean Water Act.


I remember that first
Earth Day.
I was living in Boulder, Colorado.
The most salient memory is of the many Geodesic Domes.
All of those triangles interconnected!
The dream-come-true of any hippie!
A couple of years later, when I was living alone in a quiet one-room "cottage" along Boulder Creek, I had an experience that truly put me in touch with the Earth.
It was a frosty white winter evening.
I was driving my Datsun truck and saw two people asking for a ride (their thumbs extended).
I stopped and asked where they needed to go.
They pointed ahead and said "Sugarloaf Road".
"Get in", I said.
His wife's name was Heidi. I forget his. But I won't forget his huge, red beard that was almost down to his knees.
When I stopped, they invited me to visit their home.
We walked through the snow-laden forest for about quarter of a mile.
"It's over there", said the long-bearded husband.
"Where?", I asked.
"That round circle on the ground", Heidi replied.
Her husband lifted a "door" and they invited me to come in.
Inside this hole dug into the earth was their home.
It was Z-shaped.
A small mattress sat on the top part of the Z. I sat here.
A treadle sewing machine was at the bottom of the Z.
"We put a Tepee on top when winter ends", Heidi said.
Then Heidi's husband showed me a round object covered with colorful "strings".
The strings were copper wires.
The round object was a small bicycle wheel.
"What is it?, I asked.
"It's this", he said.
And he handed me a small metal box.
"It's a bio-feedback machine".
I stared in disbelief at both objects.
"My company is called Psionics", he said.
It was the very first biofeedback machine. I felt honored.
I didn't stay long.
Heidi and her husband walked with me part way down the path from their home.
I was walking back to my truck astonished, when out of the cold blue evening sky a bolt of lightning struck just a few feet in front of me.
This thunderbolt out of Heaven was as remarkable as that meeting in the Earth.

HAPPY EARTH DAY EVE

I'm "reposting" some letters for tomorrow's Earth Day.

I can't fit them all into this post, so they'll come one after another on this eve of another Earth Day along with these same words.

But first, I want to say:

Oh men of Earth...

End your murdering!

Dear, dear Earth...

Forgive us for what we have done to thee!


FAIR FRIEND OF LIFE


By Alexis America


When the well is dry, we know the worth of water.
Benjamin Franklin


***


It's high time we get our ardent and arrogant arses up to Mars.

Coca-Cola and Bill Gates can foot the bill.

Why?

Not just because water is there,
but because there is less and less water here.

Start bottling and stockpiling the almost pure water up there on Mars, and shuttle it back to Earth .

Freshwater supplies on Earth will be gone in the not so distant future.

Sooner than we expect.

Of course, new and efficient vehicles that travel to Mars must be built.

Perhaps robotic drones will do the heavy lifting and arduous traveling for us.

You and I can stay home---in front of the computer---or TV--- and watch sports events, etc.


BUT...

It might be cheaper (and much more convenient) to get clean water in our own backyards:

Melt ice caps and/or drag them to our shores!

Global Solar Desalinization!

Remove the windy, waffling, bountiful water that lies in the brains of Democrats and Republicans!


Instead of killing each other here on Earth, we should be fighting to save our planet!

LET'S GO TO MARS...

Or just stay home and begin some serious planning for the bad and dry times ahead...

NOW!


***


99 percent pure water ice found on Mars

http://trak.in/news/99-percent-pure-water-ice-found-on-mars/7846/

Washington, September 25 (ANI): NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter (MRO) has revealed sub-surface water ice that may be 99 percent pure, halfway between the North Pole and the equator on the Red Planet.

“We knew there was ice below the surface at high latitudes of Mars, but we find that it extends far closer to the equator than you would think, based on Mars’ climate today,” said Shane Byrne of the University of Arizona, a member of the High Resolution Imaging Science Experiment, or HiRISE, which runs the high-resolution camera on NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter.

“The other surprising discovery is that ice exposed at the bottom of these meteorite impact craters is so pure,” Byrne said.

“The thinking before was that ice accumulates below the surface between soil grains, so there would be a 50-50 mix of dirt and ice. We were able to figure out, given how long it took that ice to fade from view, that the mixture is about one percent dirt and 99 percent ice,” he added.

Scientists used several instruments on the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter, or MRO, in quick succession in detecting and confirming highly pure, bright ice exposed in new craters, ranging from 1.5 feet to 8 feet deep, at five different Martian sites.

In August 2008, the orbiter’s Context camera team examined their images for any dark spots or other changes that weren’t visible in earlier images of the same area. Meteorites usually leave dark marks when they crash into dust-covered Mars terrain.

The HiRISE team, which bases its operations at the UA Lunar and Planetary Laboratory, followed up in September 2008 by taking high-resolution images of the dark spots.

“We saw something very unusual when we followed up on the first of these impact craters, and that was this bright blue material poking up from the bottom of the crater. It looked a lot like water ice. And sure enough, when we started monitoring this material, it faded away like you’d expect water ice to fade, because water ice is unstable on Mars’ surface and turns directly into water vapor in the atmosphere,” Byrne said.

A few days later that September, the orbiter’s “CRISM” team used their Compact Reconnaissance Imaging Spectrometer for Mars and got the spectral signature of water ice exposed in one of the impact craters, further clinching the discovery.

How far water ice extends toward the equator depends largely on how much water has been available in the Martian atmosphere in the recent past.

“The ice is a relic of a more humid climate not very long ago, perhaps just several thousand years ago,” Byrne said. (ANI)


***


WHAT IS WATER?

In any language it is the
Beginning and
End of
Life.

By M.L. Squier

HAPPY EARTH DAY EVE

I'm "reposting" some letters for tomorrow's Earth Day.

I can't fit them all into this post, so they'll come one after another on this eve of another Earth Day.

But first, I want to say:

Oh men of Earth...

End your murdering!

Dear, dear Earth...

Forgive us for what we have done to thee!



IT'S A JUNKYARD OUT THERE





FETA:
Where are we?

GRETA:
The Astromap says Earth.

FETA:
Well, this planet has plenty of water.

GRETA:
True, but its atmosphere is a big junkyard of debris.

FETA:
When you deploy cloaking, also deploy debris shields so we don’t get penetrated by any of this junk.

GRETA:
O.K. Ooh, that was a close one.

FETA:
Deploy debris shields!

(Explosion)
United States Strategic Command:
Stand down lasers. ET vehicle has been destroyed by space junk.



***




Saturday, April 10, 2010

MASTER STROKES AND RESPECTFUL REDEMPTION




***




"I just need to clean up my round."
Tiger Woods
April 10, 2010

"I have the same holes to make birdies."
Tiger Woods
April 10, 2010

"My wool bra* wasn't too good."
Tiger Woods
April 10, 2010

*It was nearly impossible to understand what Tiger was saying at his brief, post-Masters interview today, but I replayed his words five or six times, and finally came up with wool bra.
I'm still not sure.
My first choices were wheel barrow and wall bear.
Dave, Jay, Bill (Maher NOT O'Reilly), Keith Olbermann, and Stephen Colbert are sure to tell us their version.
Until then, here are some other things that I heard during the broadcast of this year's Masters.
Maybe I'll hear more zingers on Sunday.
Oh, my own words are inside the parentheses.



***

"...very holeable."

"It's very sticky up that little slope."

"Nicely holed."

"He's basically holed everyone."

"His stroke has looked immaculate...very clean."

"He's looking for one decent swing."

"...just yank on the leash after the first bounce."

"It was a good swing...but the wrong wrench." (Not wench)

"How brave can he be, Peter?" (Not How brave can his Peter be?)

"Tiger was aching for one of those roars." (Not whores)

"This was his favorite hole."

"He's used up so much energy preparing for the golf course." (Not for the intercourse.)

"If it spins just a fraction harder it squirms into the hole."

"Pretty good drive...and nearly hit Tiger's ball." (Not balls)

"He's not quite sure how to get the club out in front of him."

"He's trying not to hit the pole by making sure he hangs on and fades."

"The tension now is like a giant screw...it will slowly tighten more and more."

"Right up and down for Tiger."

"He holes it from 139."

"Keep the breathing down...keep the breathing down into your belly." (Not your pants)

***


THAT'S NOT WHAT SHE SAID




Saturday, April 03, 2010

EASTER


He took that large buzzing
Fly in a carefully closed
Hand

And walked to the backdoor.

He opened his fist
And threw its bright blue buzzing
At the full moon

And Christ resurrected
The next morning.