Daily Archives: 07/16/2006

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert.
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
William Butler Yeats 1865-1939

Bike Lust

Got my eye on a bike… a nice all around commuter road bike from Schwinn. Put some fenders, lights and a chainguard on that bike and I’d ride it around all day.

And since the bicycle is the world’s most energy efficient vehicle, I might just drop the money and get one for my commute to work. But I’ve really got my eye on a bike at Hornet Sports right now, a Giant Revive DX that they have on sale. I am seriously tempted, though it is a bizarre looking hog that would be murder up the hill from Pago Bay.

And here’s an interesting statistic; in the U.S. only 1% of urban traffic was by bicycle, and 30% of the adult population is obese. In the Netherlands 28% of urban travel was via bike and only 10% of the adults were overweight.

Boss, boss! Dee Plane! Dee Plane!

So I spent the morning paddling canoes today. We raced from East Agaña to Two Lover’s Point and back, finishing in a respectable 1 hour 43 minutes. Not bad for a canoe full of rookies and juniors. We overtook four canoes in the race and we were bearing down on a third. Not bad at all. As we were sitting around under a canopy for the awards presentation, people started shouting “That plane’s gonna crash! That’s plane’s coming down!”

Sure enough, about 1000 yards up the shore a small single engine Cessna was coming down. The pilot did a good job ditching the plane, kept his nose up and dropped it down onto the water. I took off running up the beach with other paddlers as the plane crashed into the water. By the time we ran up there some guys on jet skies for one of the marine sports places had reached the plane and pulled out three people, all apparently uninjured.

Certainly not something you expect to see every day. I figure the engine must have stalled out because the plane made no noise as it came down.

Cuteness Overload

Check out these pictures of an orphaned baby sea otter that was rescued in Alaska and currently being treated at the Shedd Aquarium. It takes a hard man not to be moved by these photos. The critter is so cute I think my head is going to explode.

Baby Otter

Baby Otter

They are feeding him little bits of ice in the second picture because the little fella is teething. Awww…