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Let my people go.

That should be his first line. He's got the right voice for it. He'll have the huge crowd.


It feels as if the New Year is merely a modest prelude to the truly significant calendrical, cultural, political event in 19 days. I've got a friend who has an inside line on the people who have inside lines on the organizers of some really amazing "hot ticket" events that I might be able to get into if I disguise myself as Oprah.

If I have one regret going into this, a new year, it is that I am already behind, having failed to blog yesterday (I had to write a story that will be online later today), and so at this very moment I am going to see if I can get the computer to behave and post some more of my pictures from 2008. Non-political stuff. Landscapes, mostly.


The Outback from a plane: Strangely like an aboriginal painting, no?


Keep going for, like, 650 kilometers and you'll see the Waffle House on the right.


In the mountains south of Phoenix. When I'm riding I always wear my chaps due to hazardous cacti. Unfortunately people mock me when I forget to take off the chaps when attending swank dinner parties in Georgetown. They don't understand what it means to be a serious horseman.


It's uncanny how adding a palm tree and a porch can make any picture better.


Or just a hand-painted sign saying "Lobsters."


Or a Hearse. [Can you name that city?]

[My pictures aren't quite behaving...dagnabbit...Will keep trying...]

By Joel Achenbach  |  January 1, 2009; 10:51 AM ET
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First on New Year's Day? That's gotta mean something.

Posted by: -dbG- | January 1, 2009 11:21 AM | Report abuse

Oh, crap. Now I gotta re-post this two-parter, for Yoki. Dagnabbit is right.

Part 1:

Here's the kind we have here, Yoki.

The one in the middle, the low-sodium version, is relatively new, but it's what I now prefer, just to keep the salt down. The one on the right comes with the cream already mixed in. Since I'm a guy and somewhat lazy (redundant, I realize), and since I'm the usually the only one who eats it, I get the pre-mixed bag and add a bag of the dried beef to it to double up the meat to cream ratio, and then thin it with a wee bit of milk.

It is usually served on white bread toast, but I've been known to use whesat toast or whatever multigrain is on hand. I'm not picky that way, and usually prefer almost any kind of bread except basic white bread.

Now, making it from scratch: there are two general methods.

First, my mother's method: melt about a half stick of butter in a saucepan, and while it is melting, break up the dried beef (it comes in the packet in sheets, like prosciutto) into bits into the butter. (There is a difference of opinion whether it should be torn by hand, or chopped into 1/2-inch or 3/4-inch pices with a knife. I am agnostic on this point. It's like people who prefer hand-torn lettuce in a salad, versus knife-chopped.) Stir the dried beef so it is coated with melted butter. Gradually add flour a spoonful at a time, stirring it in until it begins to build up on the dried beef. Begin adding milk, and stir continually, until a cream is built. (Here is where the question of cream to beef ratio comes in. I like it with a high ratio of dried beef. A lot of restaurants, of course, thin it out to reduce costs, and it can be pretty yucky if it is too thinned out.) When hot, spoon over toast and serve.

My wife's method: melt the butter and add flour, making a roux. Add milk and make it into a cream. Then add the dried beef. When hot, spoon onto toast and serve. (Two slices is a normal serving; us guys will do three or four slices.)

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | January 1, 2009 11:54 AM | Report abuse

Part 2:

Some people call it chipped beef instead of dried beef, hence cream(ed) chipped beef. Same difference. In the Navy during WWII, it was a major breakfast staple, and was called Sh!t on a Shingle, abbreviated to S.O.S. My father told stories of being in boot camp at Great Lakes NAS (north of Chicago) in the middle of winter, walking to the mess hall at 5 a.m. in minus-20 degree weather and having steaming SOS for breakfast. Growing up, we also had it for dinner; I often do when I'm bacheloring it.

I don't know if you have Stauffer's frozen food up there; we have it here, and they have CDB in microwavable packets. Once again, I put it in a saucepan and add dried beef to it, and a little milk.

Now, as to it being revolting: yes, it certainly can be if made badly. If the sauce is thin and watery like gruel, and if somebody has used oil instead of butter and there is a greasy, oily slick on top, it can be truly nauseating, yes.

The main reason my wife and other kids won't eat it is the same as why they won't eat hot roast beef sandwiches, or hot turkey sandwiches: they don't like gravy on bread, which makes the bread soggy. I guess it's a texture thing or something. (The irony is my wife will eat a Suthin' dish like gravy-and-biscuits, and she'll eat tomato gravy on biscuits for breakfast. And with a turkey dinner, all of them will eat stuffing smothered in gravy. She just says she doesn't like soggy bread. Go figure.)

OK, we may now resume.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | January 1, 2009 11:55 AM | Report abuse

I'm guessing Little Rock?

Good morning boodle! Knew I should have checked in last night with at least a dinner report-excellent and romantic. However, there was no way we were going to be awake to watch the ball or anything else dropped. The list on the last boodle did not include the Prairie du Chien (WI) Carp Drop. They drop a real carp, caught in the Mississippi and frozen until New Years (a new one each year I believe).

I did win the bet about Frostdottir calling at midnight, she did, Mr. F foolishly thought she wouldn't. Watched Iron Man after dinner and liked it very much, but it's just more evidence we are soooooo behind on movie viewing.

Steuver's list is ok by me, Nate Silver's numbers are IN.

Saving yello's buffalo chicken dip recipe for playoff games on Sunday. The NFL has given the Viking's until 3:30 tomorrow afternoon to sell out the Metrodome or the game will be blacked out in the Twin Cities area.

Here's the link to the "5 minutes a day" artisan bread technique Mr. F is using.
Beware-a 5 quart ice cream bucket is not big enough to contain the entire recipe. It can be halved!
Anyway, if I had not partaken of a day 2 example I would never have believed you could get such a fragrant chewy loaf, with just the right tangy crust, out of such a simple technique. Note-some might want to back off on the salt just a tad.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 11:58 AM | Report abuse

OK, so I wasn't near a PC at midnight, sosumi... :-)


*no-hangover-but-WAY-tired-from-staying-up-as-late-as-I've-been-for-years Grover waves* :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | January 1, 2009 11:58 AM | Report abuse

dbG, I was gonna take a blind shot and recommend Reading Terminal Market to DNA, too, for that butter cake. Glad you suggested it first.

DNA, where ya gonna be downtown? If you're down near Independence Hall and looking for lunch, walk a few blocks south on 4th Street, 'till you get to South Street. At that corner is Joe's, which makes really excellent Philly cheesesteaks.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | January 1, 2009 12:01 PM | Report abuse

If no one has named that city yet I'd like to suggest Bokoville.
Call me when the signs go up.

Posted by: Boko999 | January 1, 2009 12:05 PM | Report abuse

happy new year everyone!

and belated happy birthday, joel!
i hope you do get in to one of those events. it'd be fun to get an inside report.

made it back to l.a. yesterday, but totally konked out early,
even by east coast standards. am fighting a bit of a bug i think.

hope everyone has a great year, and wow, 19 more days.
seems unreal, but in a good way.

Posted by: LALurker | January 1, 2009 12:12 PM | Report abuse

Good one Boko, wish I'd catch those great set ups.

Write a winning essay and attend the inauguration, including an official ball, all expenses paid.
Online essay due by Jan. 8th, winners announced on the 15th.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 12:13 PM | Report abuse

I prefer to think of it as only 455 hours and about 45 minutes, more or less.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | January 1, 2009 12:16 PM | Report abuse

Thanks for the creamed beef inside scoop, Curmudgeon. I shall see if I can locate the dried beef.

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 12:18 PM | Report abuse

It's good over crisp hash browns, too, Yoki.

Check your deli too. Mine has large hunks of it that they'll slice very thin. Less salty, breaks up more easily (which is an aesthetic concern--I prefer Mudge's packaged kind for cream dried beef, but the deli version for the warm dip).

It's also good as a cauliflower sauce.

Posted by: -dbG- | January 1, 2009 12:22 PM | Report abuse

dbG, that sounds like a killer breakfast; cruel, reelly, to a woman on a perpetual diet ;)

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 12:29 PM | Report abuse

Frosti how did you know that's Little Rock. That's near the Clinton Museum, fyi.

Posted by: joelache | January 1, 2009 12:32 PM | Report abuse

If you agree with me that the best episode ever of West Wing was "Someone's Going to Emergency, Someone's Going to Jail" or "big block of cheese day" wherein a group of cartographers pitch the idea of a more accurate map of the world to CJ, then you'll also like this Boston Globe piece
The Year In Maps: A cartography boom offers new ways to see the world.

On second thought, even if you don't have a clue about that WW episode, you'll still like the maps.

Info on the Peters Projection in the WW episode-

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 12:36 PM | Report abuse

Happy New Year, Joel.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | January 1, 2009 12:37 PM | Report abuse

JA-The license plate on the hearse narrowed things down, but the awnings were a dead give away. I don't know why, but they just say Little Rock, or North Little Rock, to me.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 12:46 PM | Report abuse

Why boko, et al, will always be funnier. I should have written "the license place on the hearse was a dead give away" and left it at that.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 12:56 PM | Report abuse

Happy New Year everyone. I managed to stay up till midnite, then went to sleep so fast that I don't recall my head hitting the pillow.

I already had breakfast and it is not even close to lunchtime and you guys are making me hungry with all this talk about chipped beef. I should go and keep my hands busy making a sock or something.

Joel, the outback photo is mesmerising and it would look really stunning against to soft mud green walls in my bathroom. I've been watching HGTV this morning. It's leaking out of my brains.

Posted by: --dr-- | January 1, 2009 12:56 PM | Report abuse

Happy New Year everyone, missed the party last night as we had a houseful of teens and children.

Computers were all busy recording home videos on the hard drives, not sure why but it took three computers and two hard drives to accomplish this task, feeling very nostagic looking at my children as young girls.

Watched the Canada vs US World Jr. Hockey Championship game last night and it was among the best games I have ever watched, in any league or championship. Fast, high scoring, exciting, chippy and full of emotions. Neither team was going down without giving it everything they had. Several of the opposing players are roomates outside of this tournament added to the atmosphere of the game.

Wishing the best to all in 2009 - keep the pictures coming Joel they are great.

Posted by: dmd2 | January 1, 2009 1:26 PM | Report abuse

i just noticed that the license plate on the hearse is "necro."

Posted by: LALurker | January 1, 2009 1:40 PM | Report abuse

Just got back in from brunch. I see I beat mudge to the SOS euphemism, but lost out to LALurker on the NECRO plate.

Posted by: omnigood | January 1, 2009 1:54 PM | Report abuse

Holy Moses, only 10 more days until this clown takes the national stage:

WARREN: "If you're asking me do I believe in evolution, the answer is no, I don't. I believe that God, at a moment, created man. I do believe Genesis is literal, but I do also know metaphorical terms are used. Did God come down and blow in man's nose? If you believe in God, you don't have a problem accepting miracles. So if God wants to do it that way, it's fine with me."

If folks are smart, they'll just Exodus right out of their seats when this yahoo gives the invocation. It just begs the question how Obama can appoint genome mapper Eric Lander to the presidential council on science and technology and give Saddleback Teletubby Warren a national platform. There musta been some blow in Obama's nose when he picked Warren and it wasn't God.

Posted by: laloomis | January 1, 2009 2:05 PM | Report abuse

Oh, and my Dad was Army, so the Army called it that too. I'm guessing all branches that served it called it that. In our house growing up it was always for dinner. Never had it for Breakfast.

Wait a minute, my Mom was Army also. It was probably better than what the men had.

I think the Army created this and gave it to the Navy.

Here's the 1910 Army recipe (serves sixty soldiers):

15 pounds (6.8kg) chipped beef
1 pound (450g) of fat, butter preferred
1¼ lbs (560g) of flour
2 12-oz cans of evaporated milk
1 bunch parsley
¼ oz (7g) pepper
6 quarts (6l) beef stock

Brown the flour in the melted fat.
Dissolve the milk in the beef stock, and then add that to the pot.
Stir this together slowly to prevent lumping, and then add the beef.
Cook for a few minutes, add the parsley, and serve over toast.

My Recommend is to follow Mudge's, it sounds close enough to my Mom's.

I tried to find a similar meal that the British used, cause I know it would have to have a funnier name, but, Alas

Posted by: omnigood | January 1, 2009 2:15 PM | Report abuse

We can hope that the welcome to Warren will be exactly equal to a boot in the pants when it's over.

Plug the Umbrage Meter back in for this one:

and then read the comments below Krugman's commentary at:

Posted by: Jumper1 | January 1, 2009 2:16 PM | Report abuse

Did you all know that Checkers has a Masters ranking system. Just like Chess.

I think the World's Grand Master Checkers player DIed the other day

Posted by: omnigood | January 1, 2009 2:24 PM | Report abuse

Where's that blogroll, Joel?

I once had blow in my nose, Laloo. Most people don't call fundamentalist preachers for a sermon at that point, (I never did) and I don't think that's what happened with Obama.

BTW, a few drops of Dave's Insanity Sauce in the aloo gobi provided the correct amount of Forgiveness of Sins. It's a comprehensive karmic.

Posted by: Jumper1 | January 1, 2009 2:30 PM | Report abuse

Happy New Year's Day Boodle! We survived the smokey and loud stroke of midnight and are waking up to a damp and humid morning. Here's some pics of what things looked like last night.

Those two links show what the neighborhoods around town were shooting off. It seems many private citizens are able to get a hold of some commercial grade fireworks pretty easily. Aerials with very loud booms were going off all night. At times, it sounded like bombs going off. Made the houses shake and the car alarms sound. I don't remember it being so loud over the last few years. You'd never know there was a recession going on the way people were burning their money! Needless to say, all these aerials are illegal so I'm wondering where and how people get a hold of these things. Must be big business in the black market world of fireworks in this state. Too bad we can't make some tax money off of it, then our government would be in much better shape.

Here's the professionals doing their thing.

Posted by: MiddleofthePacific | January 1, 2009 2:40 PM | Report abuse

MotP-thanks for the links. I still can't believe Oahu did not go up in flames on Dec. 31 '99. We walked to the top of the crater at AMR and from about 9:00-midnight it looked like the entire island was one grand fireworks display. I don't know about now, but it seemed like not a day went by from Thanksgiving to New Years without a junk fax coming in at work with illegal fireworks on offer.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 2:45 PM | Report abuse

Hi Frosti! Yes, it's amazing how those makeshift tents selling Christmas trees quickly turn into tents selling fireworks literally over night on Christmas. Even Costco was selling huge boxes of fireworks (the kind you don't need permits for but can still do a lot of damage). I saw one box bigger than me selling for $500. And people were buying them. Crazy. I love fireworks and can spend all night setting them off but I buy less than $30 worth and only buy stuff that stays on the ground.

The blanket of smoke that covered the city was incredible. Looked like fog in the streets. Pretty surreal.

Posted by: MiddleofthePacific | January 1, 2009 2:56 PM | Report abuse

dsl down in west by god,only dialup.....time for a nap I think. Is anyone watching the hockey game aT wriggley? Looks pretty coolor cold I guess would be a better word. I hope the Vikings can sell out so home folks like Frosti can watch the game.....back in a bit

Posted by: greenwithenvy | January 1, 2009 2:59 PM | Report abuse

Hey GWE, I am indeed watching the hockey game at Wrigley Field. My beloved Detroit Red Wings are doing mighty fine, indeed. I just luv these guys, I do I do I do. . . .

My power went out yesterday just as I was on my way out to my annual New Year's Eve bash (it's an overnight thing, too, so I had small rolling carry-on back with). So many traffic lights were out, and unfortunately I saw a number of accidents -- one which happened right in front of me. Luckily I could get out of the way, and I continued on my way unscathed and very, very carefully. Mother Nature was most certainly in a snit of sorts.

Now I'm going back to the game, but before that, I just want to give the Boodle and all the Boodlers in it, a WOO-HOO shout out for a wonderful, successful, happy, healthy and (because we *never* leave this out) *prosperous* (no matter what the papers say -- just gotta be optimistic) 2009!

Gotta go, Red Wheeled Pucks are calling....

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | January 1, 2009 3:28 PM | Report abuse

Just turned on the game GWE, outdoor hockey - the way it was ment to be played :-).

Posted by: dmd2 | January 1, 2009 3:28 PM | Report abuse

I love those pictures. The aerial one of Australia makes me wish I could get it framed.

The whole Phoenix area is beautiful. I have especially fond memories of Scottsdale, but that probably has more to do with the Chimichangas and Pitcher Margs than anything else.

But, even so, there is a stark beauty to the desert that has a way of grabbing onto your memory and never letting go.

Kind of like those cactus spines.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | January 1, 2009 3:30 PM | Report abuse

Ahhhhh... '09 is off to a good start.

Sleeping in, a nice anniversary lunch with NukeSpouse at the place we first met a few years ago, followed by a somewhat delayed purchase of some hard-drive-nuking software so that we can donate our old PCs.

Glad to see everyone survived the SOS (yes, had my share at many a mess hall and field kitchen) and is Boodling like there's no tomorrow.

*faxin' bc another package of boxers to replace what got caught up in the fax yesterday* :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | January 1, 2009 3:31 PM | Report abuse

I'm glad the Buffalo chicken dip is such a big hit. I still have half a tray left over from last night. I'll fax some over to anybody that wants it.

I tried to zoom in on the picture for more clues but at 450 pixels, the morbidly "NECRO" Arkansas plate was about the only clue. Then I remembered that Joel did that big think piece on Fred Thompson just before his campaign crashed and burned. Remind the powers that be to assign him to the Sarah Palin beat in three years.

Fred is still alive and kicking. This video has been making the rounds of blogs and e-mails. My dad sent it to me first.

He's got some pretty good points. I've been predicting a round of hyperinflation for a few years now.

Posted by: yellojkt | January 1, 2009 3:37 PM | Report abuse

They closed the comments on the Krugman column about Torqueberto, but my choices would have been "chutzpah" (which several other people suggested) and "gall." Reference the discussion yesterday, "defendent" would be a great choice too.

Posted by: yellojkt | January 1, 2009 3:43 PM | Report abuse

We didn't see any of downtown Little Rock when we passed through, but we did stop long enough to go through the Clinton Library.

Posted by: yellojkt | January 1, 2009 3:48 PM | Report abuse

And since I'm boodlehogging, the Fourth Annual National Just Read More Novels Month Challenge is on.

And books written by boodlers definitely count.

Posted by: yellojkt | January 1, 2009 3:53 PM | Report abuse

Good afternoon, all.

Had a nice Dim Sum lunch with friends, and found Joel's latest piece when I got back home:

I have a few things to comment about it, but they'll have to wait until later. But I will say that there may be some parallels between this event and others, including those terrible ones over Hiroshima and Nagasaki.


Posted by: -bc- | January 1, 2009 4:22 PM | Report abuse

Happy New Year, everybody!

Where has this day gone--I have to go back to work tomorrow and we haven't even started on taking down the Christmas decorations. I have a feeling it's not going to happen until the weekend.

Just now catching up on the previous boodle, had this thought:

When I saw Joelache's resolution to "be a completely different person" in 2009 I admit I had a split second of panic. But once I reflected I realized, not to worry.

Joel, pursue whatever self-improvements you see fit but remember we love you just the way you are.

frostbitten, good detective work on that photo challenge! Once again, the boodle knows all.

Posted by: kbertocci | January 1, 2009 4:24 PM | Report abuse

Washingtonia palms (the ones in front of the store) live in moist spots in the deserts of Baja California and southern California, Arizona, and the Las Vegas area. The US species (W. filifera) has thick trunks; the trees in front of the store look like W. robusta from Baja.

There was an odd botanical tradition of naming palms for prominent non-scientists, so there's Copernicia, Brahea, Bismarckia, and Washingtonia.

Copernicia baileyana (from Cuba; honoring Liberty Hyde Bailey, the amazing Cornell horticultural taxonomist) is probably the most impressive species to be seen at Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden in Miami. Thick trunks that might be concrete, topped with stiff fan leaves. Bismarckia nobilis, the most common palm of Madagascar, has huge fan leaves, usually blue, and has lately become popular in Florida.

The newest palm genus is Tahina, also from Madagascar. It's a Malagasy word for "blessed" or "to be protected" and is also the given name of the discoverer's daughter. Humbling that such a spectacular plant could be unknown (even, to some extent, to local residents) until just now. These palms flower and bear seed just once. A fruiting tree has duly had its seed collected for conservation and some for fund-raising (don't worry--there were plenty of seeds). So little Tahinas are growing around the world. And Madagascar no doubt still has unknown palms.

On the Tall Tree side, the name Sequoia beat out Wellingtonia.

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | January 1, 2009 4:46 PM | Report abuse

I read Joel's piece about the Younger Dryas and micro diamonds (based on an article in this week's Science, which should be available on line right about now) without checking who wrote it.

Good news is that I liked the piece without knowing it was Joel's. The end of the Ice Age is complex and controversial and the Younger Dryas Event is looking weirder and weirder. All of which Joel caught, efficiently.

One of the neat things about Florida (peninsular and Panhandle) is that the climate didn't change excessively during the Pleistocene. The Apalachicola Bluffs have wonderful yews, Torreya (a conifer), and temperate wildflowers. What we lost was wonderful megafauna. Mastodons, ground sloths, gigantic tortoises, you name it. Yet alligators and manatees persisted.

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | January 1, 2009 4:55 PM | Report abuse

What a day! Not a happy new year so far. Took #2 to the doctor this morning, he drew fluid off her knee which wasn’t blood as he expected but something else. We ran it over to the hospital and the lab came back with results that indicate infection. They won’t know for sure for two days but the doc recommended surgery, better safe than sorry, and I agree. So #2 is off to the hospital to have more surgery to flush the knee and then a two week course of intravenous antibiotics. Their trip is postponed, she is very upset. I told her it was better to know about this now and get it fixed than to get to Costa Rica and have a major problem. Anyway, keep your fingers crossed that this does the trick for her, she certainly has had more than her share of pain and upset since last May.

I must say that “S” would give bc some competition. While I was gone he did the laundry, folded it, and even remembered to hang certain items on the rack rather than put them in the dryer.

Posted by: badsneakers | January 1, 2009 4:55 PM | Report abuse

Shall we have Poetry Evening?

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 5:01 PM | Report abuse

How about if I just say grace yoki

God is Great
God is neat
C'mon baby
Pass the meat

Posted by: greenwithenvy | January 1, 2009 5:24 PM | Report abuse

No? OK, that's cool.

On Poetry

I, too, dislike it.
Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in
it, after all, a place for the genuine.

-Marianne Moore -

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 5:25 PM | Report abuse

I went out to my parents' retirement home for brunch. One of the items they had was creamed chipped beef. They serve it on biscuits. It's pretty good, but it's tough to prepare a dish based on a cream sauce for a buffet. As it sits, the sauce tends either to separate a bit or solidify. Sometimes it is worth of its S.O.S. name.

Posted by: -pj- | January 1, 2009 5:28 PM | Report abuse

Here's a poetry fragment that I remember from 6th grade...

Whenever we have company,
And mother sends for us,
It's always about the baby
that they make the biggest fuss.

Her hair, see how it curls!
And then they turn to me:
Is this the middle girl?

And Mother says, we've just begun
To fix her teeth.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | January 1, 2009 5:39 PM | Report abuse

That's so sad.

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 5:42 PM | Report abuse

*Sigh* There's poetry and then there's poetry.

One of my gifts this year was a book of Christmas poems by Helen Steiner Rice. I hope I conveyed enthusiasm I didn't feel to the giver when I opened it. I don't read much poetry these days, but having been exposed at length to Shakespeare, Milton, and Wordsworth, lesser lights just don't excite me. I suppose I'm an effete snob.

Dave, it's good to hear your thoughts on Joel's article. I think it's a good story, and your background info is helpful. As kber says, the boodle knows all.

Posted by: slyness | January 1, 2009 5:43 PM | Report abuse

I wonder if there's any evidence of the Younger Dryas Event around Mianus.

Posted by: Boko999 | January 1, 2009 5:44 PM | Report abuse

Can't tell, Boko... is there?

Posted by: -TBG- | January 1, 2009 5:48 PM | Report abuse

Just a reminder, here, don't forget to have black-eyed peas sometime today, couldn't hurt, may bring health, wealth & happiness. At the very least, you won't go hungry.

Posted by: VintageLady | January 1, 2009 5:50 PM | Report abuse


There is something puzzling me
As it doesn’t say in the book
Before his hand was taken
What did they call captain hook

It’s a difficult one to answer
Maybe he was evil captain fist
Or was he called captain two hands
Not really a very menacing list

And was it simply irony, mere chance
Or was his accident planned
For if not for the crocodile
He would have remained a deck hand

--Paul Curtis

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 6:01 PM | Report abuse

Two Wendy Cope wry pome-lets (Like aplets and cotlets, but with tang of acerbity)


I used to think all poets were Byronic--
Mad, bad and dangerous to know.
And then I met a few. Yes it's ironic--
I used to think all poets were Byronic.
They're mostly wicked as a ginless tonic
And wild as pension plans. Not long ago
I used to think all poets were Byronic--
Mad, bad and dangerous to know.

Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Liked to use dashes
Instead of full stops.

Nowadays, faced with such
Critics and editors
Send for the cops.

Posted by: CollegequaParkian | January 1, 2009 6:07 PM | Report abuse

Also W. Cope....may upset the kiddies.

Reading Scheme

Here is Peter. Here is Jane. They like fun.
Jane has a big doll. Peter has a ball.
Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Here is Mummy. She has baked a bun.
Here is the milkman. He has come to call.
Here is Peter.Here is Jane. They like fun

Go Peter! Go Jane! Come, milkman, come!
The milkman likes Mummy. She likes them all
Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Here are the curtains. They shut out the sun.
Let us peep! On tiptoe Jane! You are small!
Here is Peter. Here is Jane. They like fun.

I hear a car, Jane. The milkman looks glum.
Here is Daddy in his car. Daddy is tall.
Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Daddy looks very cross. Has he a gun?
Up milkman! Up milkman! Over the wall!
Here is Jane. They like fun.
Look, Jane, look! Look at the dog! See him run!

Posted by: CollegequaParkian | January 1, 2009 6:09 PM | Report abuse

Joel has posted his story as a new kit!

Posted by: frostbitten1 | January 1, 2009 6:11 PM | Report abuse

To A Cat

Nelly, methinks, 'twixt thee and me
There is a kind of sympathy;
And could we interchange our nature, --
If I were cat, thou human creature, --
I should, like thee, be no great mouser,
And thou, like me, no great composer;
For, like thy plaintive mews, my muse
With villainous whine doth fate abuse,
Because it hath not made me sleek
As golden down on Cupid's cheek;
And yet thou canst upon the rug lie,
Stretch'd out like snail, or curl'd up snugly,
As if thou wert not lean or ugly;
And I, who in poetic flights
Sometimes complain of sleepless nights,
Regardless of the sun in heaven,
Am apt to doze till past eleven, --
The world would just the same go round
If I were hang'd and thou wert drown'd;
There is one difference, 'tis true, --
Thou dost not know it, and I do.

- Hartley Coleridge -

Posted by: Yoki | January 1, 2009 6:12 PM | Report abuse

A flea and a fly in a flue
Were in trouble
So what should they do
Said the fly, “let us flea”
Said the flea, “let us fly”
So they flew
Through a flaw
In the flue

Second grade - wish I remembered some important things.

Posted by: badsneakers | January 1, 2009 6:17 PM | Report abuse


(I really miss the 'anonymous' option.)

Posted by: rickoshea0 | January 1, 2009 8:39 PM | Report abuse

I nudged it, poked it, held a mirror up to its nose, but no reaction. It really is dead.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | January 1, 2009 9:50 PM | Report abuse

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