Pach! Fitz! Jane!

Love is the Ocean of the Universe. Everywhere. We’re either open to the flow, or not. Our task on this Earth is to open . . .

Jane!

Jeff Beck ~ A Day in the Life

Favorite expression of love through art?

Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s Love in the Time of Cholera, hands down. Well, maybe it’s more a novel about different forms of love than an expression of love, but I still love it.

Great song.

Get well soon, Jane!

Home is where one starts from. And to make an end is to make a beginning.

Wow, what a lineup. I admit, I’m not familiar with everyone, but most of them…and I’ve never seen this clip of Billie Holiday before.
No profound thoughts — just listening and floating along.
Thanks.

I have a feeling I’m really gonna like the links in this thread.

Love is laughter, and snorgling.

I always liked the combination of the lyrics she wrote with the looks Stevie Nicks was shooting Lindsey Buckingham at the end of this live version of Silver Springs.

There’s love there, and a whole lot of other stuff, too. Pretty compelling.

Chet Powers: Let’s Get Together sung by the Youngbloods:

Love is but a song we sing
Fear’s the way we die
You can make the mountains ring
or hear the angels cry . . .

That is a great clip, Pach. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Billie Holliday performing before. Thanks.

I’ve always liked Walker Percy’s Love in the Ruins.

Love, the bastard demigod child of Poverty and Contrivance:

On the birthday of Aphrodite there was a feast of the gods, at which the god Poros or Plenty, who is the son of Metis or Discretion, was one of the guests. When the feast was over, Penia or Poverty, as the manner is on such occasions, came about the doors to beg. Now Plenty who was the worse for nectar (there was no wine in those days), went into the garden of Zeus and fell into a heavy sleep, and Poverty considering her own straitened circumstances, plotted to have a child by him, and accordingly she lay down at his side and conceived love, who partly because he is naturally a lover of the beautiful, and because Aphrodite is herself beautiful, and also because he was born on her birthday, is her follower and attendant. And as his parentage is, so also are his fortunes.

In the first place he is always poor, and anything but tender and fair, as the many imagine him; and he is rough and squalid, and has no shoes, nor a house to dwell in; on the bare earth exposed he lies under the open heaven, in-the streets, or at the doors of houses, taking his rest; and like his mother he is always in distress. Like his father too, whom he also partly resembles, he is always plotting against the fair and good; he is bold, enterprising, strong, a mighty hunter, always weaving some intrigue or other, keen in the pursuit of wisdom, fertile in resources; a philosopher at all times, terrible as an enchanter, sorcerer, sophist. He is by nature neither mortal nor immortal, but alive and flourishing at one moment when he is in plenty, and dead at another moment, and again alive by reason of his father’s nature. But that which is always flowing in is always flowing out, and so he is never in want and never in wealth; and, further, he is in a mean between ignorance and knowledge.

Duke Ellington. He performed at the Crystal Ballroom in Fargo back in the day. Now only the facade stands, but the music lives on vinyl, a Library of Congress edition, I think.

Saw Ellington live on the banks of the Potomac behind the Lincoln Memorial. Summer of interning in ‘69, we were determined to do and see everything in DC just in case we never returned.

Jazz is love. Playful, engulfing, melancholy, defiant. Mostly melancholy tonight, mourning a cousin’s passing today. A virulent cancer that worked its will on him in too few months. A piece of childhood gone, like frayed threads in a quilt.

Thanks, Pach, for all you do to make this blog the beautiful place that it is.

Good evening everyone. I’m going through all the pictures that have ben sent and will be responding to some of you that did the ol’ “here’s a picture,love to jane” > send! (skipping the 2nd step of attaching the picture)

However, I’m estimating that I have about 395 total images! That number will likely shrink because some folks sent very small images - but I’ll try to work them up or in or contact you for another.

So, I’ll basically cap this at 500 images or the deadline of 10am PST tomorrow morning. Then the fun part comes!

Let’s have another round of them come in tonight!

-Monk

Mariah Carey ~ ‘Vision Of Love’

Wow, Pach -

This is what comes up when you “got nothin”?

Amazing. Thanks for opening these doors.

Martin Luther King, Jr. and all the people who made the Montgomery Bus Boycott happen. These people were awesomely, steadfastly, grounded in Christian love, and when they teamed up with the ghost of Mahatma Gandhi, there was no stopping it.

Christina Aguilera ~ ‘At Last’

The prevailing belief about partnered love in our culture is romantic love, whereby two people meant for each other discover each other and make each other complete, through a rush of emotiona and perfection of union that sustains itself through love’s own power.

Does it work? Do you buy it? What is missing, if anything, from this account? What is true about it?

Pachacutec @
8

I have a feeling I’m really gonna like the links in this thread.

Why?

I do not pretend to have the market cornered or the answers to the meaning of love; indeed sometimes I have used the word as a verb.

I am eased by the revelation that ink worshipping psychologists seek meaning externally through books and whatnot.

Back when I was a skyhighatrist, I was convinced I had found all answers, but in fact only the questions were blurred.

I have never found love to be an external object. When I thought I did, it was merely from an internal projection.

I love my kids and my cat and thought I loved three women in my life, but I was mistaken. True love endures, doesn’t it? Shit, here I done went and climbed up on Pach’s sofa and without him saying a word I realized what a f*cking mess I am.

After my last “relationship” about three years ago, I “took up the cloth” (sorry Peterr, that’s a joke) and decided to find out who the hell I am, before I inflicted myself on another.

After rediscovering my joy of writing and “meeting” so many extrodinairy people online, and Jane and Christy in person, I’m afraid the bar is set exceedingly high and I refuse to lower my standards.

However, I am hopeful and believe love cannot be divided, only multiplied.

I prolly said way to much here.

I Can’t Make You Love Me

Monk @
16

Good evening everyone. I’m going through all the pictures that have ben sent and will be responding to some of you that did the ol’ “here’s a picture,love to jane” > send! (skipping the 2nd step of attaching the picture)

However, I’m estimating that I have about 395 total images! That number will likely shrink because some folks sent very small images - but I’ll try to work them up or in or contact you for another.

So, I’ll basically cap this at 500 images or the deadline of 10am PST tomorrow morning. Then the fun part comes!

Let’s have another round of them come in tonight!

-Monk

we’re looking forward to it Monk (feels good to do something, even if it’s just sending you a pic)…

Eric Clapton & Robert Cray ~ ‘Old Love’

Wanna talk about what you’ve learned about love?

Love is changing.
Love is accepting.
Love actually hurts.

Pachacutec @ 21

The prevailing belief about partnered love in our culture is romantic love, whereby two people meant for each other discover each other and make each other complete, through a rush of emotiona and perfection of union that sustains itself through love’s own power.

Does it work? Do you buy it? What is missing, if anything, from this account? What is true about it?

yer askeng me???

Well, the “rush of emotion” gives way to the daily grind of life, which is that that occurs when you are making other plans.

What is missing is reality and common sense, which is immediately aborted upon “discovery”.

Believe it or not, knowing these things and trying my best to live life from the Vulcan philosophy, I am still, deep down, romantic.

Maybe a little Louis Armstrong? Looks like a video from Good Morning, Vietnam.

Pachacutec @ 21

The prevailing belief about partnered love in our culture is romantic love, whereby two people meant for each other discover each other and make each other complete, through a rush of emotion and perfection of union that sustains itself through love’s own power.

Call me a cynic, but I think this is idealized bullshit. First off, the idea that there is one perfect someone out there for each of us to find is utter nonsense. Second, live with anyone long enough, and there is inevitably friction, no matter how much you love them. Staying with someone long-term takes work, and the ability to compromise without building up resentment over compromises made.

It is all pretty mysterious.

“Feel free to change your nickname for privacy if you like.”

I’m not sure what it says about someone who needs an alias to disguise his alias. But I guess we know each other after a while even if we don’t know who we are. I’m rambling, but that’s the effect of a hot Sunday afternoon watching criket on the telly - brain turns to mush.

What is Digby’s favorite story? Something about a little girl swinging a cat around by the tail screaming at it “You will love me!”

Sorta like the husband that shows up with his wife for marriage counseling with his hand all bandaged up declaring he is trying so hard to make his marriage work that he has broke his hand four times in the effort.

Airportcat:

. . . which is why Romeo and Juliet had to die. The idyll of romantic perfection is not sustainable. The question is, what after? HOw to sustain something positive?

Also, what draws two people together? It’s not all purity and sunshine.

The other thing about the romantic myth is it’s all so passive: love “happens” to you.

There’s some truth in that, but there’s also something to be said for preparing yourself to find someone. At least, that’s been true for me.

Pachacutec @ 30

It is all pretty mysterious.

Well, that ’bout sums it up.

Next topic?

OFG - you really are a romantic soul! it shines thru you all the time!

Billie Holliday AND Louis Armstrong? It’s just a part of a number they performed together.

Tesla ~ ‘What You Give’

I was in Synanon a live in communal drug program where we were beaten down in these games where a group of people would say what ever they wanted short of fighting, everyone would pile on one person and take them apart and believe me everybody got there turn, the rules were simple anything goes short of violence and when it was over we walked out of the room and left in the room, all those emotions we had just experienced. As a consequence we became very tight with each other. At a certain point in our time there they had what they called a Trip where we were kept up for 48 hours with only occasional naps, the theory being that we would break down even more, become more honest about those things we didn’t want anyone to know. One of the girls was from my hometown of Detroit and she started talking about her baby, I am not going to go into detail about it but it was horrific. When she was done talking I was in tears and I went over and put my arms around her and just held her, I was a grown man crying uncontrollably. I was crying for her, and crying for me because I found out I really had feelings and that one of those feelings I was experiencing was love. I have been clean ever since then and that love grew to encompass others especially my two beautiful daughters. That’s my take on it.

Oh…you are so “on point” tonight! My posting name is not the one I have used before on FDL. The issue “of love” as you address it is too painful for me to completely reveal myself. I’ve seen/read more of my own idea of real love on FDL since its inception than I’ve lived in my own life.

If music moves you, then look to the work and career of Barbara Cook. She’s been up/down/all around but is a survivor and a wonderful person to boot.

All I now look to in my life now is how I love — not who and where in particular. These last several years have taught us all we’re not in control of the larger picture of our lives. I give and love. What I receive — well, it will play out as it will. I feel blessed to know of this place and to be able to pray for any and all of you who need support.

Let me answer my own question a bit: what draws two people together?

I like that quote I pulled above from Plato. If love is the bastard child of poverty, in this myth, then love is something that always comes from some lacking. Note the description of love, the homeless vagabond, now dead, now alive again, who, like his father, acts as an ingenious and resourceful hunter in pursuit of beauty (though beauty means different things to different people).

If this is true, then there is something to the notion that two people who fit together fit in some sense because they give each other a home, and fill in the places each other lacks. But this is a far more painful, unromantic, Billy Holiday type of love, and not so much Zeffireli’s Romeo and Juliet.

Pachacutec @ 21

The prevailing belief about partnered love in our culture is romantic love, whereby two people meant for each other discover each other and make each other complete, through a rush of emotiona and perfection of union that sustains itself through love’s own power.

Does it work? Do you buy it? What is missing, if anything, from this account? What is true about it?

How many thousand words prof? Do I need references? Just joking. I recall reading that the notion of romantic love is a fairly recent construct which I think raises more questions than it answers. Personally, I’ve been married 25 year and, despite our ups and downs, I love that man today more than I ever have. Is it the romantic love that made my heart go pittypat at the mere thought of him in 1977? I don’t think it is, yet the sound of his voice on the phone always makes me smile. Our shared experiences have built something deeper and broader.

Yet I sometimes think we do ourselves and the young people around us a disservice promoting the possibility of a perfect love, of soul mates. I always used to worry when my mother told me “there’s someone out there meant for you” that my special someone was probably in Africa or somewhere equally impossible (like the old Charlie Brown card that said “With my luck, when my boat comes in, I’ll be at the airport).

Pachacutec @ 30

It is all pretty mysterious.

This is no good Pach. I’m supposed to be stumped at this shit, and pay fella’s like you, who are all knowed up, to set me straight.

I guess there are no road maps to the human heart.

Maddy: sounds horrible!

I hate those 70’s type EST experiment groups that supposedly gave you some kind of “real” experience by creating some very unreal and often abusive group conditions.

Pachacutec @ 33

Also, what draws two people together? It’s not all purity and sunshine.

Well, in my case it was a good internet personals ad.

There’s one true love I lost because of my own foolishness.

Pearl Jam’s “Black” always reminds me of the power of love.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=XYn.....mp;search=

-Monk

petedownunder @ 31

“Feel free to change your nickname for privacy if you like.”

I’m not sure what it says about someone who needs an alias to disguise his alias. But I guess we know each other after a while even if we don’t know who we are. I’m rambling, but that’s the effect of a hot Sunday afternoon watching criket on the telly - brain turns to mush.

Root! You mean the cricket’s on? Drat, gotta go drag the TV closer to the computer.

Monk @
16

Good evening everyone. I’m going through all the pictures that have ben sent and will be responding to some of you that did the ol’ “here’s a picture,love to jane” > send! (skipping the 2nd step of attaching the picture)

However, I’m estimating that I have about 395 total images! That number will likely shrink because some folks sent very small images - but I’ll try to work them up or in or contact you for another.

So, I’ll basically cap this at 500 images or the deadline of 10am PST tomorrow morning. Then the fun part comes!

Let’s have another round of them come in tonight!

-Monk

(((((((((MONK!)))))))) 500 images - wowie zowie!

Siun @ 35

OFG - you really are a romantic soul! it shines thru you all the time!

I did not know it showed. Here I try to be all logical and stuff!
Thanks Siun.
Well, off to bed with me. G’nite firepups.

I think the U2 album Achtung Baby is a great examination of love, an affair’s sensations from start to finish:

The Real Thing:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=auNBl2tTHRw

Love is Blindness:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=1iYXEkRUpFk

o/t -

Dixie Chicks on Austin City Limits…….unsure if this is a rerun on my local station or nationwide.

Oilfieldguy @ 48

Siun @ 35

OFG - you really are a romantic soul! it shines thru you all the time!

I did not know it showed. Here I try to be all logical and stuff!
Thanks Siun.
Well, off to bed with me. G’nite firepups.

Totally. You fooled none of us. It’s good to be a romantic, so don’t sweat it!

“Happiness is being married to your best friend.”
The slogan says it all, the needlepoint pillow it’s on is tattered, puppy-chewed on one corner, ever sought out, dusted off, placed exactly so on the sofa. But then aren’t we all after a time.

Jazz is reflective, too.
Thanks for the reflective moments, pups. Love you. G’night.

The other thing left out of the prevailing romantic myth is that it is entirely possible and plausible to be a happy, whole, healthy single person.

We get a lot of messages that say to be single is to be somehow a failure.

Well, this really goes OT, but you mentioned that this could be considered an open thread… and this diary at Daily Kos deserves your attention. Apparently, the NYT has a story with evidence showing that the Pakistani government is behind the resurgence of the Taliban. Check this out:
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2007/1/20/152920/705

Back to topic - there are so many wonderful expressions of love via art (I could think of dozens from music alone). Off the top of my head, the final movement of Mahler’s Third Symphony (subtitled “What Love Tells Me” comes to mind as a truly breathtaking example. If you don’t know this symphony, you should run out and get a recording (consider the Boston Symphony’s recording (Seiji Ozawa conducting - I think it was recorded in the mid- to late-80s).

ew has some Libbyness:

http://thenexthurrah.typepad.c.....m_say.html

Pach,

Not at this time, nor in this place, but next time some suthron racist bastard spouts off [coughmacacacough] please consider this as a late nighter. I’m a big Billie fan, and this is close to as good as it gets, disturbing as it is.

Pachacutec @ 53

The other thing left out of the prevailing romantic myth is that it is entirely possible and plausible to be a happy, whole, healthy single person.

We get a lot of messages that say to be single is to be somehow a failure.

I think being a happy, whole, healthy single person is almost a prerequisite to being half of a whole, happy, healthy couple.

And on being single = failure, what does that do to gay people when the laws of the land do not recognize their unions?

That song is beautiful, I am sitting here with my guitar not plugged in playing with some of the greatest musicians ever, as if I was playing right there with them, ah dreams, thanks for posting it.

I love jazz

A few honorable mentions in my current mix

The Complete Quartets With Sonny Clark

Coleman Hawkins Encounters Ben Webster

The Late Show

Some old records

Soundtrack - A Man And A Woman

Billy Taylor Trio - At Town Hall

Gerry Mulligan Quartet - Pacific Jazz (10″)

Workin’ With The Miles Davis Quintet

*sigh* I forgot about to many linkys..

‘I’m gonna sacrifice something that I really love‘

Pachacutec @ 49

I think the U2 album Achtung Baby is a great examination of love, an affair’s sensations from start to finish:

The Real Thing:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=auNBl2tTHRw

Love is Blindness:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=1iYXEkRUpFk

U2 also provides a counterpoint: One.

Persiflage @ 46

petedownunder @ 31

“Feel free to change your nickname for privacy if you like.”

I’m not sure what it says about someone who needs an alias to disguise his alias. But I guess we know each other after a while even if we don’t know who we are. I’m rambling, but that’s the effect of a hot Sunday afternoon watching criket on the telly - brain turns to mush.

Root! You mean the cricket’s on? Drat, gotta go drag the TV closer to the computer.

NZ 5 for 95 28th over. They are batting first

Becoming a parent has taught me that love is not an emotion, but a way of being. It’s the things I do every day for my husband and children, even when I don’t feel like it or don’t want to or don’t feel “loving.” The commitment we make to those we love is played out in our everyday actions–that is love.

my lord, this blog has degenerated in to a personal pulpit to espouse what my dog did today…honestly I am concerned and my thoughts go out to Jane, but when I first strted reading this blog it was relevant and had impact, now it’s just a bunch of personal diatribes with a smattering of posts with impact, let’s get back to the roots, less snide humour and merely being an outlet for personal blog style wrtitings…

I agree. Just look at all this irrelevant fluff from today:

# The Battle For Sadr City
# Waxman Invites Bremer to Appear Before Congress
# Waiting Room — Saturday Edition
# Smearing Justice and the Rule of Law
# Blue America: Who Opposes Escalation, And Who Doesn’t?
# Waiting . . .
# Pull Up A Chair…

A Political - there are millions of blogs you can read if we are not to your taste …

And folks, let’s not get into a commotion tonight, we’re all in need of a bit of relax and good conversation on Pach’s topic.

Pach … I really like your choice of questions … ’sgot me thinking here but no conclusions. Love for me has been a mix of high emotion for a few interesting partners, daily caring for my kids and relishing the sharing of life with good friends but what LOVE means … ah, not so sure beyond I’m still learning.

petedownunder @ 62

Persiflage @ 46

petedownunder @ 31

Root! You mean the cricket’s on? Drat, gotta go drag the TV closer to the computer.

NZ 5 for 95 28th over. They are batting first

I’ll probably lose my citizenship over this (and I may be a bit early in the game to say it) but I miss the era when I started the day thinking that we might actually lose a match.

And good on ya Pete for embracing the national sport. Who do you barrack (not root!) for in the AFL?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=om7xB6Q7CR0

You don’t know what love is
Until you learn the meaning of the blues
Until you’ve lost a love you had to lose
You don’t know what love is

You don’t know how lips hurt
Until you’ve kissed and had to pay the cost
Until you’ve flipped your heart and you have lost
You don’t know what love is

Do you know how a lost hearts fears
The thought of reminiscing
And how lips that taste the tears
Lose their taste for kissing?

You don’t know how hearts burn
For love that cannot live yet never dies
Until you’ve faced each dawn with sleepless eyes
You don’t know what love is

Siun @ 67

Pach … I really like your choice of questions … ’sgot me thinking here but no conclusions. Love for me has been a mix of high emotion for a few interesting partners, daily caring for my kids and relishing the sharing of life with good friends but what LOVE means … ah, not so sure beyond I’m still learning.

There’s no final answers anyway, which is not to say we can’t learn by kicking things around with others. But people have to be in the mood for that, which is why this is an open thread.

In other words, feel free to tell fart jokes, or whatever.

Okay, a Brit on talk radio the other day: “As we say at home, when Bush farts, Blair apologizes….” :)

Pete … someday, I’d love to have cricket actually explained! I’ve known cricket fans from both the UK and from Jamaica and I am always confused … tho the Brits I knew described cricket as the perfect sport since you could drink and the games go on for days … they implied this meant they could ignore their wives for days so perhaps this too is appropos to the topic?

I love how Jeff Beck’s music makes me feel. Hendrix too. But that’s just me for you.

We’re watching Ancic v. Roddick at the Australian back here.

Pachacutec @ 70

In other words, feel free to tell fart jokes, or whatever.

Fart jokes? Like Sean Maguire (the Robin Williams character in Good Will Hunting) reminiscing about his dead wife?

LOVE. It’s yours to give. And feels so wonderful when someone’s waiting for you alone, to welcome home.

I went to see Gerry Mulligan play when I was studying the sax in NY in ‘78, at I believe was 7th ave South. He was unbelievable and I went up to him and asked for an autograph nervously. He was drunk as a skunk and signed a napkin for me…Then went back and played another dyn-o-mite set…

Wow. Ancic just broke Roddick to force a fifth set.

I love Tina Turner, in a totally heterosexual way of course. This woman his risen from the ashes of really bad things.

Tina Turner - Addicted To Love (Live Camden Palace 1986)

And, as bookends on either side, two other great Tina Turner voices:

after: Tina Turner - What’s Love Got To Do With It Live 2005

before: ike and tina turner i,ve been loving you too long The YouTube image is a record playing, but the sound is great. This is a fabulous voice. And, you gotta listen to this where she sings “you can get me to do anything you want me to do”. Think on it…..

Cool story, John.

Maddy - I fell in love with a Synanon girl. The love is still with us, unfortunately the passion fades.

A good relationship takes good, hard work. Gotta be brave and not pull punches but not be underhanded and zing them. Gotta own up to your own part of the equation/problem because that’s the only part you have responsibility for and can change.

That’s it in a nutshell but the human condition is such that it plays itself out in innumerable forms.

We are all very good at fooling ourselves. It takes a very honest and strong person to truly see what is going on and to continue to invite their significant other into relationship.

Easy to say, very hard to do.

Siun @ 67

… ah, not so sure beyond I’m still learning.

When I’ve stopped learning, will somebody please throw dirt on me? Thanks.

neokneme … jeff beck is one of my faves, tho very much from the beck ola days! I got to see him live back in the day (when Rod Stewart was his singer) and my ears are *still* ringing!

Siun @ 72

Pete … someday, I’d love to have cricket actually explained! I’ve known cricket fans from both the UK and from Jamaica and I am always confused … tho the Brits I knew described cricket as the perfect sport since you could drink and the games go on for days … they implied this meant they could ignore their wives for days so perhaps this too is appropos to the topic?

At least here in Australia, cricket’s pretty popular with women. As for understanding criket here’s one explanation.

The team captains toss a coin to decide which team will be in. 2 players from the team that is in then goes out and bats until they are out, at which time another player comes in until he too is out. This continues until the team that is in is all out. Then the team that was out becomes the team that is in and they go out until, they too, are out. At which time they come in and the the team that was in in the first place comes in again until they’re out. The team with the most runs scored when everybody is out twice wins.

Can’t be simpler than that, really!

Thanks Pach, lovely…
For me,
Unconditional Love: Grace.
I learned the idea when I was twelve and in confirmation class at my Lutheran church, but I didn’t really get it until this last year:
Commitment to loving without judgment.
Practice loving only to love.
Love is Spirit, divine.
Accepting my partner, my children, my loving friends and family with only love, not conditional on any behavior or actions or words…

It took me 54 years to get this practice where I could be conscious of it and open to it; open to love.
It’s Grace, and it’s the most beautiful thing.

Eureka … do you think that’s inevitable over time? I was married for 20 years but it was never really good … not sure about what a long term love would be like.

My son is very involved in polyamory and - while I don’t think I could get past my old fashioned ways - I can see how that can be a very wise approach. He sent me a copy of The Ethical Slut and I found a lot of the discussion valuable for all relationships, not just poly ones.

Persiflage … ah, now I get it! thank you!

it’s all about the ole in and outs eh?

That’s it for me gang. Goodnight!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=komvwScXtoQ

Well, it took me forever, but this is what I wanted to find. El Condor Pasa. About 2 minutes into the video. Such a soaring song!

g’nite Pach!

Siun @ 84

neokneme … jeff beck is one of my faves, tho very much from the beck ola days! I got to see him live back in the day (when Rod Stewart was his singer) and my ears are *still* ringing!

I picked up “Jeff” and it has been most inspiring. “Guitar shop” too. Very compelling feelings.

“Wild thing” however is more like blog love. Primal, passionate & addicting.

Siun @ 88

Persiflage … ah, now I get it! thank you!

it’s all about the ole in and outs eh?

Clear as mud eh? Yep, ins and outs. I’ve grown up with the game and I still don’t understand all the rules.

Persiflage- are you an Aussie? When I was in the UK my collaborator/ co-experimenter had to listen to cricket when we were doing experiments together. I thought it was kinda like baseball, in the old days before steroids, but slower moving. Same arcane special language, and that I loved. Sticky wicket, high slider to the inside, and so on.

Phyllis Hyman…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_xejvPU_ME

I think love is listening. We all talk and type so much.

I think love is listening.

And that Jeff Beck clip kicked my ass.

Tim @ 96

I think love is listening. We all talk and type so much.

I think love is listening.

And that Jeff Beck clip kicked my ass.

Not only listening, but hearing.

Persiflage @ 68

And good on ya Pete for embracing the national sport. Who do you barrack (not root!) for in the AFL?

Brisbane Lions. Actually of all the Aussie games, I really like AFL, but 20/20 cricket is pretty good too. As a former New Yorker cricket is a little slow and forget soccer. How about you?

OK, way OT. Do others have flashbacks?

PerryA

Valley Girl @ 94

Persiflage- are you an Aussie? When I was in the UK my collaborator/ co-experimenter had to listen to cricket when we were doing experiments together. I thought it was kinda like baseball, in the old days before steroids, but slower moving. Same arcane special language, and that I loved. Sticky wicket, high slider to the inside, and so on.

Indeedy do I am m’aam. There’s nothing quite like the THWACK of leather on willow for me. One thing I’ve always loved is the expression “It’s just not cricket” to describe something unfair. You’re never going to hear anyone say “It’s just not boxing” unless they’re describing the ballet.

There are now shorter versions of the game -the one-day game and the 20-20 which lasts about 4 hours. As for that arcane language, here’s some from the commentary of today’s game:

==Vettori adds some more to his tally, an off-cut to backward point allowing him to run three. Well fielded by Stuart Clark on the boundary

Vettori plays Symonds straight down the ground and runs two

Vettori is off the mark after poking the ball to short point, and running a single

In comes Vettori for NZ

McGrath returns to the field following the drinks break in style - he dismisses McCullum with a lovely straight delivery that hits the New Zealander square on the pad. The umpire does not heitate in raising the finger…

Now it’s time for a drinks break

How about a flashback from last night? There was a mention of Elkhart Ind.

This time it’s different though.

Not that it doesn’t involve love in some manner of speaking.

Persiflage @ 100

Now it’s time for a drinks break

Ya gotta love a game that has drinks breaks, even if it is slow. One yank described cricket as a cross between baseball and waiting for a bus.

Valley Girl - just a quick wave to thank you for your thoughtful PS with your problem solving analogy last thread. Your words continue to resonate as all good counsel is apt to do! xo