I hate poetry, except when I like a particular poem

Doggerel doesn't count--by definition.
Fun is fun.
Funny is fun.

The Robert Frost poems I memorized as a kid don't count, because I grew up with him.
He's, like, part of New England--and me too.
I even live in New Hampshire now.

Percy Bysshe Shelley got me through some rough times, so all his stuff's fine.

It was that Richard Holmes biography that got me to love Shelley. I'm glad to see it's back in print.

One morning in July

On my rational commute
in my sensible car
I see, in the left lane:

Red
Mustang
Convertible.

Envy--a light happy envy
consists of 

imagining the thrill

Knowing actual ownership

would involve
higher maintenance,

gas mileage,

sunburn

And even

stuff blowing off the seats

that I didn't want to lose.

suggested alternates to a crude term for excrement

or, Why have people stopped saying "stuff"?

Especially when "stuff" is perfectly good and exactly what is meant.

Alternate ways to end a sentence:

Collect your

1. stuff
2. things
3. junk

You're full of

1. baloney
2. nonsense
3. malarkey
4. hooeeey

That's a load of

1. baloney
2. garbage
3. nonsense
4. hogwash
5. manure  (if you must...)

I don't need this

1. nonsense
2. treatment
3. runaround
4. aggravation

He's losing his

1. temper
2. self-possession
3. tenuous connection to reality
4. marbles

Alternate expressions:

1. Get your act together. (This is how it used to be said. It still works.)
2. You're bluffing! (and this way you don't need to end with 'me')

Discworld Audiotherapy

Listening to Stephen Briggs perform Discworld audiobooks is my main therapy for spiritual survival.

— Margery Harrison (@pargery) June 9, 2018

It is literally therapy. I can be listening to a different audiobook on the hour and a half drive to work. I park, turn off the engine, the audiobook playing through the Bluetooth connection is silent. I collect my things. To get the energy needed to open the car door, grab my stuff, and walk into the office to begin my workday, I turn on a Discworld audiobook.
Other people are talking or looking at their cellphones. I walk into the building listening to Stephen Briggs's narration. I need to always have one checked out of the library (via Overdrive or Hoopla) so that there will be an audiobook for me to play on my smartphone. 
If the day's going badly but the weather is nice outside, I can eat my lunch at the picnic table with Discworld playing, and feel better about going inside for the afternoon. Hearing Discworld gives me stability, a sense that something is right with humanity, a reassurance of the existence of humor and wisdom.

Rental Values

Once there was a poor man who was an immigrant to this country. He and his wife had seven children. They needed a place to live, but no one would rent to a family with so many kids.

So he told some of his children to hide. With only a few children, they were able to rent an apartment. Whenever the landlord came by, the “extra” children hid.

The man fixed whatever broke in the apartment. His wife cleaned the hallway of the building so that it sparkled.

One day all of the children were playing outside in the yard. The landlord came by. He asked each child, “Where do you live?” Each one answered, pointing, telling the truth.

The landlord knocked on the door. “How many are living here?” The father admitted, “Yes. They’re all mine. They all live here.”

The landlord sighed. He looked around at the sparkling clean hallway and into the well-maintained apartment. He listened to the children playing outside.

“It’s all right,” he said.

Years passed. Two of the children--two brothers--went into business together. They prospered, and even purchased their own apartment buildings.

Sometimes other landlords ask them: Why do you rent to the new immigrants–with their large families, and so many relatives crowding in with them?

Then each brother silently asks himself: Where would I be, had our father’s landlord kicked us out?

They tell the other landlords: “These are hard-working people. They deserve a place to live.”

The crime against nature that is pre-ripped jeans

Pre-ripped jeans are exceedingly silly.
Would you buy shoes with pre-worn-out soles?
New jeans should protect your skin from cruel brambles.
Old holes are earned trophies from rambling and fun.

Remember the miners with pockets all torn?
Jeans were invented to save sweaty gold.
If you make a garment whose purpose is strength,
But ravage its nature, defying its nascence,
You puncture integrity--
The jeans' and your own.

Fall in love with Leslie Howard

I just left this review for "Petrified Forest" on Alibris:

OK, I haven't seen it for a while, but I remember it as one of my favorites.

This is the movie that gave me a crush on Leslie Howard when I was 14 years old. Ditto for my aunt at similar age, when the film was released. Because of this crush, I cringed to see Leslie later in "Gone With The Wind", or actually, in color. He is still gorgeous in Black and White.

This is the movie that made Bogart a star.

Movie had originally been a play, and it still seems like a good play. Would not be expensive to produce.  I remembered it as desperado Bogart and intellectual Leslie Howard talking for most of it, as they sat in café with Bogart's gang holding everyone at gunpoint--but when I saw it more recently, it actually didn't take up as much of the movie as I had remembered.

Historically important line: "Tipping is un-American."

Its theme of people not living up to what they wanted to be in their lives is not restricted to the principal characters. This is a good historical movie with still-relevant situations and dialogue.

Annals of Serendipitous Parenting

Monday morning. Sleepy.

Driving out, a few blocks from home. Quiet rural roads.

Hungry. Where did I put that toast-and-jam? I look at the passenger seat.

The car swerves to the right.

I catch the goof, swerve left, I am back to driving straight.

I explain to the kid in the back seat what happened. "I guess it's dangerous to drive hungry," I quip.

She does not laugh.

I glance back, notice her scared wide eyes.

Hmm.

I believe I've motivated her to catch the school bus from now on.

24-June-2016 dream before alarm went off

In my dream the Ku Klux Klan had a rally in my town's center.

There was a counter-protest worship service nearby, outside a synagogue I'd never seen before.
(I wondered why we were members of a synagogue the next town over instead of this one, and concluded that this one must be Reform instead of Conservative.)

The rabbi had wheelie sneakers; she glided around the front of the congregation. There were empty chairs, but no extra prayer books. I tried to find a chair with a prayer-book so I could join in, but the service ended before I found one.

The synagogue was packed up into a tent to be driven away

So that's why I'd never seen it before: it was temporary and mobile.

Later, inside some building in town, I was with people I didn't know, but chatting in a friendly way. I quoted lines from a country music song--Miranda Lambert's one about being ready to shoot her abusive man when he got home. The old guy I quoted it to smiled. But there was something in his eyes that made me wonder if I shouldn't have quoted something so feminist.

A little boy from the hate group came in and spouted words meant to provoke one of us into fighting him. He gave me the impression he was used to beatings from his own group. I said, "Even murderers raise their children to be good and kind to everybody until they turn 14 or so & then they say it's time to kill people." I put my arms around him and gave him a hug.

Later, I walked over to another group of children at a table. They were reading comic books left by the hate group. I asked one of the children about it. He explained why Jews were bad. I attempted Socratic method to convince him otherwise, asking questions. He brought up circumcision. I defended how I had seen it practiced. "The baby gets a sip of wine before and then goes to his mother after. He is OK." The discussion escalated, I don't remember most of the words. I just remember my last words were a declaration that ended in "...Jews like me."

At those words, everyone in the room--children and adults--stood up and looked at me with hard hostile stares that told me to leave.

The clock radio went off.

It was 6am.
National Public Radio announced that Britain had voted to leave the European Union.

OMG

Pure Wow's 15-piece capsule wardrobe - no

According to a website called Pure Wow! Here listed are

The Only 15 Items You Need to Build the Perfect Wardrobe

(http://www.purewow.com/fashion/15-piece-capsule-wardrobe)
with my comments:

1. The perfect white tee
• No, nothing white, I always get it stained.
• A few neutral colored tee shirts that don't have anything written on them would work.
• Gray, Charcoal Gray, Tan, Heather Blue
2. A navy blazer that's not part of a Pantsuit
• OK, but preferably a loose cotton machine-washable one
• Linen is nice in the summer too
3. An A-Line Midi Skirt that highlights your shape
• Hah! No. No skirts. My shape is the problem
• Skirts are very sensitive to expansion and contraction of waistline
• A plain dress of some sort is acceptable.
• Although I avoid dresses because they create complications with shoes and socks
4. Dark wash flared jeans that elongate your legs
• OK, a pair of jeans. Two pairs. Black and blue. 
• Lightweight blue for summer.
5.  A white button-down that's not your boyfriends
• White again. Danger. Only if you need it for a job interview
• Otherwise, fine, some kind of blouse.
6. A classic trench coat that makes you feel elegant.
• Yes.
7.  Tailored black pants you can dress up or down
• OK
8. A silky black camisole you can layer or not.
• Not. Not with my fat arms. Substitute one of the neutral-colored t-shirt
9. A good ole denim jacket
• Maybe. But other cloth jackets are often better-looking
• Denim jackets can be styled rather weird and look outdated soon
10. A not-stuffy pencil skirt
• No skirts.
11. A striped shirt that makes you look French.
• Horizontal stripes. Hahaha. I learned that was a no-no in 9th grade. Only for the thin & fit.
12. White pants you can wear any time of the year.
• White. On pants. Just never sit down anywhere. Yeah, forget it.
13. A little black dress you'll wear forever.
• Sure. My eternal quest.
• There was once this perfect looking dress in a Victoria's Secret catalog. 
• Decades ago, perhaps. 
• I wish I'd bought it. 
• No. I wish I'd saved the photo.
14. A Showstopping dress for special occasions
• Wait for the occasion before buying the dress
15. A basic sweater to throw over anything
• I have a nice black cotton sweater from the long-defunct Tweeds Catalog.
• I miss getting clothes from the Tweeds Catalog
• I wish J.Crew would revive it, with decent clothes.
• I have that nice black cotton sweater, and a very nice embroidered? jackard? greyish button-down shirt that I wear over plain t-shirts in the summer. 
• Something happened to textiles between the 1980's and now. 
• Clothes purchased in the past 10 years or so will develop holes much sooner than they ought to. 
• Something is very wrong.

Crochet Hat May 1-8, Lion Homespun Lagoon

Soft acrylic nubby yarn. You have to be a Ravelry member to access project on Ravelry, so transposing description here:

homespun was $6/skein, but used 40% coupon.

Started with 8 or 9 mm largest crochet hook I had, since I got confused by hook number on skein package, but switched to 6mm once realized it was actually requesting number 9, which is 6.5mm. 
My set of hooks has 6 & 7, not 6.5.

Started with magic loop, otherwise I started by trying to follow http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/beanie-brim-cap. I didn’t understand the set of stitches, parentheses with no numbers to indicate repeated pattern and how it was all supposed to add up to the specified number of stitches for that row. 
So I just made circular rows with uneven occurrences of fpdc and dc, incrementing, then decrementing as it got ruffly. 
When near maximum width, did a circular row of simple dc, then all fdpc. 
Continued decrementing with fdpc until at head width. 
Then made some rows of regular hdc’s until nice margin to fold over. 
End.

There’s a bit of yarn left--perhaps enough for fingerless mitt or 2.

Inside looking out

My quiet self is different from the self who talks to people.
And sometimes after the people have gone,
my quiet self ruminates on what the talkative self said,
and wonders 

Where did that come from?

You can see pretty stuff in the Spring, especially in the Lake District

I was walking along, detached and daydreaming--

When all of a sudden, bamm--the scenery hit me:

Sunlight, flowers--bright yellow flowers

Under trees. They were next to the lake: a big lake with choppy waves.

That all brought me down to earth,

And connected me with the infinite.

I wallowed in an infinity of joy.

It's worth going places and seeing stuff like that

Because sometimes, you know, I can get depressed,

Or there's times when I'm not thinking of anything good,

Then suddenly, that scenery--it all crashes back at me:

Then I'm happy.

Just happy by myself remembering.

Source:

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/45521

#My1to7WordRomanceNovels

Wish.
Love? Me.
Never! Wait! Always.
Dark Spirit. Love. Tamed.
Yes, No. No, Yes. Yes.
He came, he saw, I conquered.
C'mon, we all know how this ends.

Thos Moser

The annual Thomas Moser, or Thos Moser, catalog arrived today. I've been paging through and admiring its wood furniture. Long ago, and several mailing addresses away, I remember wanting the Dr White's Chest, oh, so much! but it cost more than my first new car. Still, it has only gone up in price. We could have seen it as an investment.

A few years back I finally bought a big dresser from Big Lots. It's covered with dark cherry veneering that has scratched in a few places. It stores my clothes. And I don't have to worry about it being a legacy or anything. No kid's going to fight about it twenty years from now.

The item that caught my breath in this year's catalog is the Portland Chair. I'm not sure it would be comfortable to sit on. I do admire its design. Having just found the web photo to insert the link, I will say that it does look much better in the printed catalog. And on the designer's blog. I wonder what it's like in real life.

I searched through to see what the lowest priced item was--for amusement, and, OK, wondering if there was anything that we could afford. I found a 9 x 15 x 8 inch Crescent Stool, for only $210. "The size of a shoe-box," my husband says. "You could pay $500 and take a woodworking class and make lots of them."

Actually, they do teach woodworking at Thomas Moser, though they probably charge more than we'd be willing to pay these days. And your time is worth something. Just paying the $200 can save you a lot of trouble.

But my house is chaos. Thos Moser furniture is not the type that improves with scratches.

And I know I'll be sending in that $200 for this month's car payment.

I'm pretty sure Thos Moser got my mailing address from the New Yorker. Ironically, I cancelled the subscription last fall because we needed to save money. One of our cars was dying.

Maybe I'll just save the catalog as a design book, to look at now and then.

Did the wicked angel win?

It was in All of a Kind Family that I first heard the story of the good and wicked Sabbath Angels, though I have heard the story since then, so it is a verified part of the culture.

On Friday evenings, every Jewish home is visited by a pair of angels: one good and one wicked. If the candles are lit and everyone gathered and celebrating the Sabbath, the good angel is happy and prays "May it always be thus." Then the wicked angel has to swallow its snarls and say "Amen."

But if Sabbath is not being observed, then the wicked angel gets to gloat and curse "May it always be thus." And the poor weeping good angel must also say "Amen."

Well, usually in my home, the wicked angel has been winning. There were times, when the kids were in Jewish preschool, and brought home little baked challahs on Friday, and before I started working an hour's drive south (sans traffic) when we would do the entire Sabbath, more or less as done in my childhood. OK, without my Dad's no-bluejeans rule, and I admit, always skipping Grace After Meals (because it is so long.)

But one week ago Thursday, I was shopping in Trader Joe's, and saw, bought and brought home a bag of challah rolls. Friday, after dark, I came home, and the candles were lit, the challah under a napkin, the kosher grape juice & glasses at the ready.

We sang Shalom Aleichem. I sang Aishes Chayal. I blessed the children. We all sang the kiddush, with my dad's version of the tune. We washed our hands, said the blessing. We said the blessing over the challah. As I lifted the cloth napkin off of the challah, a paper napkin that had been on top of the cloth one for who knows what reason floated off--right into the path of the lit Shabbos candles.

"Jesus!" exclaimed the older kid. The napkin floated past the flame.

I scolded her: "You wrecked it! Now we've got to start all over again."

The children's Catholic dad was sitting out all the ceremony, at his computer. We ran to tell him what happened. His take: "Invoking the True Lord's name obviously saved our house from burning down."

Oh well. I bought another bag of challah rolls at Trader Joe's last night. Let's see what happens tonight.

My highly-subjective review of Star Wars: The Force Awakens

No Spoilers Part

It was OK.

Minimal Spoilers Part

The structure was confusing. I couldn't tell where I was in the movie. The beginning was, I suppose, the first so many minutes so I guess the rest was the middle. I couldn't tell where was the climax, and where they were nearing the end until the end happened. 

This problem could be due to the entire movie being just the beginning of a 3-part story. The ending was a very good scene.

Part with Spoilers

Was the climax when they blew up the new, super-Death Star? Blowing up a Death Star didn't seem interesting because they've already, you know, done that.

Was it grandson of Vader murdering Hans Solo on the bridge?

Were both things the climax?

Yes, the ending scene was very good. Best part of the movie. Second best was any scene with Harrison Ford.

Gamify my life?

In Getting Things Done, Dave Allen came up with the theory that you have to write down everything you need to do, because otherwise it's floating around in your head, reminders, because you're afraid you'll forget, so you can't get anything done because you can't concentrate on it. If you write everything down onto lists that you know you will check, then decide what you need to do now, then you can put your full concentration on it and get it done.

There are lots of ideas about gamifying different activities to encourage good behavior.

It could function like the Dave Allen thing, except what it is clearing up is your conscience.

Nothing succeeds like success or fails like failure. Have you noticed that once you get used to exercising, it's easier to continue? Once you start eating the candy, it's hard to stop. Some of it could be the guilt weighing you down, getting in your head. Suppose you had a point system to use, so, like, every piece of candy cost you 5 points, you subtract the points, it's written down, it's not in your head any more.

The trick is to come up with an adequate scale system. Then I can keep score in my Daytimers. (Aside: the reason I bought another Daytimers in spite of them costing a ridiculous amount of money is that I like how they show the day broken up from 8am to 8pm, with one side of the page where you write down what you're supposed to be doing during that time, and the other side of the line where you write down what you actually did.)

Draft of activities and points:

• Washing a sinkful of dishes +5 points
• Mopping the kitchen floor +20 points
• Throwing out, or giving to Goodwill a shopping bag-full of stuff (my house is over-cluttered) +30 points
• Writing a blog entry +15 points
• Staying up past 10pm when I have to be somewhere in the morning:  -5 points, 
• -5 points for each hour afterwards
• Working on a chapter's worth of novel/screenplay/short story: +25 points
• Organizing the writing so I know what to do next, or any writing +20 points / hour
• Wasting time at work: Allow 5 minutes per hour, plus 1 15-minute break morning & mid afternoon as no-guilt, then -1 point per minute after.
• Proper exercise session at the Y: 20-30 minutes aerobics plus all the weight machines on my card: 40 points
• Swimming 20 laps: 37 points
• 20 minutes aerobic activity: 20 points
• 5 points per Let's Dance song on the Wii in the living room
• Reading:
• Classic, kind of hard book, that I ought to read to be educated: 25 points
• Fun book: 10 points
• Reading a fun sf book for an entire day without doing anything else?
• Guilt-free if it's one day of a 2 or more days off and there wasn't something very important I was supposed to be doing?
• Oh, all right, minus 10 points.
• So I break even?
• OK, minus 14 points? Leaving me -4 for the day?
• Maybe there should just be a minus point system for not doing anything in certain categories for an entire day, like, cleaning, cooking, coaching a kid with homework, seeing daylight? Though once the book was finished, I did make spaghetti and talked to my kids. & maybe watched Dr Who with them?
• Are there points for watching TV if it's with your kids?
• -12 points for any day I don't go outside.
• -5 points for no exercise in a day? 
• Anyway, I should make a list of books that I ought to read and assign them point values.
• Playing piano: 20 minutes = 10 points
• Playing lute:
• Tuning the damn thing after I haven't touched it in a while: 17 points
• Practicing: 5 points for each 2 songs? 15 points per session? I miss playing lute. I used to do it every night. Now and then. It's why I haven't gotten any better at it in 20 years. Similar to piano...
• When I'm doing it, it's so pretty, and relaxing.. 
• Crochet: I can't decide. It's good because it makes me feel good. It is a healthy procrastination.
• OK, 5 points for starting the project that someone said would actually be welcome.
• Ice cream, chocolate cake, etc -5 points per serving
• Other cleaning: I should open this up as a family game. Maybe the kids could redeem points earned by sweeping the hallway, other cleanup...  [or use http://www.chorewars.com/]

A Google search reveals there are many resources already existing for this sort of thing.
Here's a LifeHacker review of several apps.
Dilemma: I don't want to pay for anything, but, as the saying goes, when you're using a free app, you're the product not the customer. The payment is a huge chunk of privacy.

Why vote?

Re: paragraph on why it's not rational to vote, cited in Library of Economics and Liberty article: Economists who lack an imagination by Scott Sumner

This is the paragraph:

4. Economists who say that voting is not rational because there is only a tiny probability that your vote will swing an election.

This is why I vote:

1. I've seen bizarrely close elections in my life. I know it's important to cast a vote, so you don't feel guilty at the result.
2. What do you think happened in France a few weeks ago? Right wing won because majority didn't bother to vote. The win shocked more citizens into voting, so the right wing lost the subsequent election. 
3. My dad used to say it's better to flip a coin than not vote. He had some statistical argument for this, which I can't remember, but it may have been: at least it builds the impression that we're paying attention.

Audiobook Recommendations

Based on my experience with Overdrive and a 50-mile commute to & from work.
To be updated as I listen to more books.

Science/Tech - These two really held my interest:

• The Botany of Desire by Michael Pollan
• The Information - James Gleik

Other Nonfiction

• David Sedaris books
• Malcolm Gladwell books
• Nora Ephron, e.g. I Feel Bad About My Neck  (good for women, esp 40+)

Neil Gaiman

• Neverwhere (the best, IMHO)
• Stardust (lighter than above, worked well for putting on timer at bedtime)
• Anansi Boys - read by Lenny Henry (star of ‘Chef’), also pretty good
• Fortunately, The Milk - short, amusing, kid-friendly
• Click Clack the Rattle Bag- to sample Neil Gaiman on Youtube

Other Fiction

• Embassytown -  China Miéville - perhaps the best SF I’ve ‘read’ in years
• Lunatics - Dave Barry & Alan Zweibel - Funny slapstick kind of book. The 2 authors read the first person POV character for the 2 main characters.
• The School for Good and Evil (book 1 of YA trilogy) - Soman Chaimani (the whole family was caught up listening to this on my phone during a blackout last year)
• book 2: A World without Princes
• book 3: The Last Ever After
• Definitely read this series in order.

Terry Pratchett

Not in a series, so you don’t have to worry about spoilers:

• Nation - parallel universe story, kind of upsetting near the beginning, but overall good
• Dodger - also parallel universe London, not as deep as above, but enjoyable

Tiffany Aching - Discworld YA Subset

 These were all eventually available on Overdrive. More fun if you listen in order, because she grows up in the books:

1. The Wee Free Men
2. A Hatful of Sky
3. Wintersmith
4. I Shall Wear Midnight
5. The Shepherd’s Crown

Other Discworld

I wish the folks at discworld.com would offer a subscription lending-library service to all of the Discworld audiobooks so that I could hear them in order. If I ever shell out the money for audible.com, my main reason would be to listen to Discworld as I drive. Nothing makes a commute as fun as Terry Pratchett on audio.
All the discworld audiobooks I've borrowed from the library were read by great narrators. In some ways they are better to listen to than read, because my imagination wouldn't supply those voices. Reading is good for picking up the wise words you didn't hear while driving and listening.
Hogfather, in particular, I remember had better voices than I would never have managed in my head.

Even if you listen to the Pratchett discworld out of order, they are still funny. But try to start as early in the list as possible. Pratchett’s writing also improved towards the end. I thought Thud was great, but would not be as good if you’d not heard earlier about the characters.
Other advice:

• You could probably read Monstrous Regiment without reading the others

• Definitely read Going Postal before Making Money