how now brownpau
Friday, around 7PM, Metro Center was crowded with people, and a WMATA guy was driving a huge floor-cleaning machine back and forth around the packed Shady Grove platform, pushing people out of the way, dangerously close to the platform edge.
Hey Metro, this couldn’t wait till later in the evening, like not right after the Friday night rush hour? It was an incredibly stupid, obnoxious sight.
I’ve lately had to avoid posting directly to here from my mobile phone with the Flickr2Blog MMS feature, because T-Mobile seems to have altered the graphical signatures they surround MMS messages with such that MMS messes up when passing through Flickr’s filters. Hey, T-Mobile, fix that by not breaking your MMS with marketing cruft. So here’s some of the stuff I haven’t been posting straight from my phone — an m&m ice cream bar, a sign for “two piece of trout” at Chen’s Watergate, and the famous Ground Force One, a charter bus painted to look like the executive plane.
Just a couple of fuzzy, shaky animal videos shot from my phone while on the go last week; at left, noisy adolescent blue jays scratching for food on the Capitol Lawn, and at right, passing by a pair of canalboat-towing mules on the C&O towpath in Georgetown:
I didn’t really feel like dealing with record-breaking Metro crowds after work today, so I braved the heat and walked home, pausing briefly at a farmer’s market in Penn Quarter to grab some cherries and a bouquet of summer flowers for Amy. Two snapshots and a short video from along the way:
At top left, crepuscular rays from the sun shining through clouds over Pennsylvania Ave NW. At top right, CCNV, the largest homeless shelter in DC. Below that, the scene from Lafayette Park looking across Penn Ave towards the White House, with the usual spectacle of tourists and protestors.
View from the dentist chair this morning, taken with my phone while I sat waiting for the oral surgeon to come in and check my mouth a week after the extraction of my wisdom teeth. The gums are fine, no dry sockets — just a “wet” socket that will fill in over time but needs constant rinsing to keep clean — and I was able to comfortably start on solid foods after this appointment.
President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo was in town yesterday to pay a visit to our neighbor at 16th and Penn NW (funny guy from Texas, you should meet him sometime). Now, much has been made of a supposedly offensive statement he made — “I am reminded of the great talent of the- of our Philippine-Americans when I eat dinner at the White House” — but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t meant to be an insult or insensitive quip about second-class citizens doing menial labor. He was referring to Executive Chef Cristeta Comerford, a US-naturalized Filipina and the first female White House Executive Chef.
Much, much more fascinating to me was this fuzzily generic statement on Filipino counterterrorism measures:
The President has been very strong in having a carrots-and-sticks approach — “sticks,” of course, say we’re not going to allow for people to terrorize our citizens; the “carrot” approach is that there’s peace available.
I took that to be a misunderstanding of what I thought was the accepted symbolism of “carrot-and-stick” — that of a carrot dangling from a stick held in front of a donkey to keep it moving forward — but it turns out that the definition of this phrase is part of an ongoing controversy: old references take “carrot and stick” to mean classic reward/punishment discipline, while the dangling “carrot on a stick” is actually a more recent metaphor with little direct relation to “carrot and stick.” So hey, Bush got it right. Sort of.
“Lost” tribe not so lost after all. The key word here is “uncontacted”; the government had known about isolated native tribes such as this one for decades, and partitioned off that land as an Indian preserve. The man responsible for the pictures played up the “lost natives” angle to draw attention to the problem of logging. He sure drew attention to something.
No, it wasn’t a “pregnancy pact.” The school principal who told Time Magazine that “seven or eight” of the girls had planned to get pregnant together might have meant that they had decided to band together to provide mutual support after becoming pregnant.
We already knew there was water ice on Mars. The real significance of the find is that the water ice is intact at that time of year, at a shallow level beneath the surface, widespread and easily accessible without immediately sublimating. It would be an even greater breakthrough to find liquid water at greater depths, especially if it aids in the evolution of Martian life.
A new school year is starting in the Philippines (it runs from June to March there) and I’m getting a bunch of visits from searches for “Eduardo San Juan,” no doubt due to references from error-filled textbooks. To summarize, he didn’t invent the “moon buggy,” but he did conceptualize a lunar exploration system for a NASA contractor, but the proposal didn’t push through, and it was another contractor that did the job. I should probably make a summary post to attract all those search engine hits before someone uses out-of-context quotes from earlier, less-informed entries to do a paper.
(Lamppost and Clouds uploaded by brownpau.)
Half-lit lamp post across from the Watergate under dark, thundery storm clouds on a Monday afternoon. Hopefully this will be my last photo of storm clouds over DC for a while.
Congrats go out to Jan and Angie, old friends from school who were just married last week. I’ve known the groom since third grade, and the bride all through college, and they’re the second couple I know consisting of a grade school and college friend of mine to get married (the first being Mike and Rowie). It’s awesome and uncanny.
Toni has more photos, and Angie’s Epic Journey out of Puerto Princesa chronicles a Palawan post-honeymoon travel misadventure that, I’m happy to say, ends well.
I was feeling well and non-swollen enough tonight to go with Amy to the National Gallery, where we viewed some new acquisitions and listened to the Washington Bach Consort perform a free concert of vocal and organ works by various members of the Bach family. On our way back home we were rained on by a passing twilight thunderstorm, and spotted a faint rainbow in the clouds over the Capitol, opposite a lovely golden sunset.