"…and not for five minutes will I be distracted from the wonder…"

whistler

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 29, 2003 at 12:24 pm

alright, noise has been replaced with the much more interesting art gallery, featuring artists i run into and are nice enough to post some of their work…check out 2 local jackson photographers and a painter who were nice/brave enough to be the inaugural a&w exhibitors…

things are starting to get busy in the ole life o’ dave…with the new building we’re getting at lemuria comes a new t-shirt, bookmark, and web site design (a huge undertaking in itself)…couple all of that with the holiday retail season coming up just round the bend and things will certainly be hopping…

have split my time very comfortably between country and city so far this week…was home monday night and had mom’s salmon/corn chowder for dinner, the first time i’d had it and it was very tasty…stayed in town last night for the halloween edition of pub quiz which was a hoot…heather, canada, and I, none of us big horror movie buffs, did not fare well in the standings but canada won $50 for best costume with will ferrell’s rendition of harry caray…i stopped in to see russell at martin’s before he heads off for austin…that afforded me the opportunity to here some of the worst karaoke ever…i guess that’s the point, but anyone that would subject themselves to that for the purpose of entertainment is sick…

there are all sorts of halloween parties on friday night…i’m going as carl (bill murray) from caddy shack…still looking for that right hybrid of bent and california sensemilia :)…bronson’s party is the main target of the evening’s decadence with a stop off at lori and tina’s also…if i don’t blog in before the 31st everyone have a safe, fun, crazy halloween!

alert! alert!

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 25, 2003 at 1:21 pm

if you feel the ground beneath you growing cold it is probably hell freezing over…hollie ‘the body’ burwell has emailed to inform that she and brian are engaged…yes, friends, hollie burwell is getting married…no joke…CONGRATS HOLLIE & BRIAN!!!

passages

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 25, 2003 at 9:20 am

it’s a steamy, cloudy, end of october day here in jackson, which only serves to amplify a couple of day’s worth of brooding on how strange, lonely, beautiful and sad life can be…seasons changing always makes my head that much more aware of itself and its perceptions of the world around it and coming back from 50 degree days and 30 degree nights in up-state ny to ms’s sub-tropical version of fall seems to have thrown my emotional antennae a curveball…

so for the last few days i’ve been skulking through books, photos and rural lincoln county trying to re-affirm my conviction that life is complex because of it’s endless simplicities, which seems to ease these notions i sometimes have about the absurdity of being…

whew! that was heavy wasn’t it? sorry, but it’s typed, and it’s true, so i think i’ll leave it…good to cleanse the mind of such things every now and again…

the last week and a half has certainly been full of travel and visiting…the plone conference in new orleans was outstanding…i learned a lot, met some nice and knowledgeable people, and got to kick it with runyan, alma, steve, and dan, all great friends it was good to catch up with…

i will let the pictures (albums: 1 | 2 | 3) tell most of the up-state ny stories but there were some moments worthy of putting to words:

taking a late morning walk with graham to our aunt’s house through wellsville on a bluebird saturday morning…a tasty lunch at the ‘texas hot’, wellsville’s premiere local diner with graham and sara…traipsing through the hills, on fire with fall leaves, with graham and cousins jerry and andrew, who i never see often enough, and yet, like old friends and family should, pick up right where we left off in both conversation and fun…dinner at the ‘beef haus’ complete with $3 maker’s drinks…playing darts with andrew against some locals at ‘better days’ while watching game one of the world series…writing a blues song while camping out with all the cousins in the hotel room while consuming strong drink…

attending the festival following the ridge walk, a fine example of small town community fun up-state ny style…throwing the football on aunt ruth’s street dodging cars going to and from church…holing up with all the cousin’s upstairs to make grandma’s scrapbook for her birthday present…an incredible dinner of fall flavors (roasted pork, baked sweet potatoes, red cabbage salad and cheese biscuits finished off with a dessert of apple custard pie and concord grape pie) with all of the family in attendance…burning things in the fireplace for the hell of it with cousin claire after stuffing our faces…

a foggy morning’s drive from wellsville to rochester with graham and sara…a sunny day’s wandering through mount hope cemetery, filled with beautiful monuments and fall colors, with sara to visit the graves of susan b. anthony and frederick douglas…a country drive through unfamiliar territory with sara while listening to disc #2 of ‘mellon collie and the infinite sadness’, one of my favorite fall cd’s…a visit to cousin jenny’s house in honeyoye falls in the midst of a blackout which facilitated beer samples by flashlight at the local brew pub…standing outside jenny and ken’s with andrew, claire and the neighbor’s kids telling riddles and looking at stars…a night of trivia and cards with sara and liv at the old toad, a fine british styled pub in downtown rochester…the sun setting over the entire western sky during the flight from rochester to atlanta…

ok, that got long…if you made it this far, you are a trooper for sure…but having purged the dark side of the mind a bit and recounted a week’s worth of good memories, this nasty, humid, negative-day hasn’t got me down so bad…now i just have to figure out how to watch the ole miss/arkansas game, lsu/auburn game, and game six of the world series all at the same time…and i think that’s the most complex issue i will tackle today…selah

rise of the plone(s)

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 22, 2003 at 7:02 pm

howdy all…i’m back from the great northeast…had a blast hanging with family and experiencing true fall weather…pics to come in the next day or two…important note…alan runyan has sent out the following email concerning getting plone invited to comdex to preach the gospel of open source software…

“I have spent the last 2 years working on a software product that is aimed at making managing information much easier for non-techies. We just had a conference of 150 persons and won a contract to provide Oxfam with a new version of their intranet/website. I prefer working with NGO’s and Non-profits but where the real money is: corpoations. The funded work we do for them goes back into the Plone project where all NGO’s and Non-profits (and all people using the system) will benefit. We are a fairly small project (compared to some of the larger systems up for the vote) and need everyone to help us in any way they can. So if you can take ~5 minutes of your time to sign up, and vote for ‘Plone’ (you don’t need to vote for anyone else) I would greatly appreciate it.

http://www.oreillynet.com/contest/comdex/

Please send this around to all Millsapians, Jacksonites, Geeks, ex-Lovers, Artists, Professors, Activists, NRA Members, Book-of-the-Month subscribers or anyone else you know.

Ultimately using open source software saves the tax payers (us) money. In financial straits it has forced the governor of Texas and Hawaii to move to Plone to manage their websites.

http://plone.org/about/sites

If Plone wins I will be able to go to Comdex and explain to corporate America why open source is a good proposition. And since corporate America is so intertwined with our government we might be able to show the government the cost benefits.”

whether you know runyan or of plone, do a honkie a favor and go and vote for them to attend comdex…

comes a time when you’re traveling…

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 15, 2003 at 10:05 am

a picture perfect morning for a drive up 55, the autumn light golden on dying grass as well as on the goldenrod running the fence-lines and the trees trying to hold on to that last bit of summer green…

while driving i pondered that fall and spring are polite and permissive seasons…they do their work and are happy to move on and let winter/summer do their thing…winter and summer are a bit more ornery…you can feel them trying to hang on for one more day or week…their passing is slow, passively violent…but inevitable…

i was so captivated by the lunacy of last night’s cubs/marlins game that i didn’t even know of the fireworks televised live right here in ms…

a busy week coming up…off to new orleans tomorrow to see runyan and friends at the plone conference at tulane…on a plane for up-state new york on friday morning for a visit with dad’s side of the family for a couple of days…we don’t get together very often so i look forward to the chance to visit with cousins, aunts, uncles, and my grandparents…plus i’ve never been to up-state ny (it’s COLD up there!!) so i’m definitely looking forward to new sights, sounds, smells, and photo opportunities…

with the weather becoming colder the specter of the fall meeting of the copiah-lincoln gun and dinner club looms ever larger…more to come on that…

the last night of the fair…

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 13, 2003 at 11:52 am

some quick notes while i can tear myself away from staring at many many lines of code…rewriting old scripts from when i was just learning asp and it’s harder than starting from scratch 😛

had a nice weekend in the city, aside from lsu losing…worked saturday, and then went to the fair with susan, pace, sam, and mitch…was a beautiful evening to be outside…interesting how so many meaningless, cheap plastic things can engage and delight even the oldest person…

i had my my obligatory polish sausage dog…probably rode rides too soon after eating it but didn’t rawlf on anyone…road ‘big ben’ which was ho-hum and ‘the fireball’ which kicked ass…big arm swinging you left->right while you’re being spun at the same time…got a little woozy while trying to look through the camera viewfinder on the apex of a swing…switched to the lcd display and managed not to drop my camera through the whole thing…

we headed to the beer tent and had a fine time sipping watered down suds and watching people at the fair…that’s worth the ticket price in itself…ran into jeff sebold and his lady friend deidrich and had a fine time talking to them…at one point saw a teenage black girl walking by with a blow-up plastic baseball bat monikered with the confederate flag…i didn’t/don’t know quite what to make of that…saw enough cute girls competing in the rodeo to decide that a woman wearing spurs is sexy…ouch…

we wandered a bit more and road the ferris wheel, then headed for lori and tina’s for dinner…lori cooked a tasty meal, complete with some delicious zucchini bread for dessert…sat around on the back porch for a bit then headed over to bronson’s house…amy and matt were there, erika was away at a bachelorette party at ‘the dock’ …we brought beer and stayed til 2 being silly, listening to tunes, and playing with the always dear sue and murdoch (the bronson’s children/dogs)…

we headed back to lori and tina’s and i fell asleep on the couch watching labyrinth…

next day took bud for a walk with canada on a nice, cool, belhaven morning…ate 3 cheese quiche at broad street with lori and stopped by the store to finalize fantasy football line ups and rap with bronson and amy…

watched an afternoon’s worth of football at the forum with pace, canada, and pace’s dad…the saints beat the bears, proving even a blind squirrel finds an occasional nut…pace’s redskins couldn’t hang on with the bucs…were some exciting finishes between the packers/chiefs and colts/panthers…i’m on the carolina bandwagon even if baby blue is one of their dominant colors…mr. pace works as an attorney with the state legislature and says the election is only the first political firestorm coming soon to ms…once whoever wins is in office, then it really gets fun…

dropped canada off at the pink palace and headed back to brookhaven for some recuperation…so much fun, so little sleep

have done lots o’ work on the site this week…you can now drop comments on articles, photos, picture galleries…feel free to do so, don’t be shy…also finally figured out fireworks scripting enough to add frames to all photos in batch…i think it dresses them up nicely…

back to the 1’s/0’s…

Daddy’s Got a Long, Long, Long Cadillac

Uncategorized — d-ashes on October 10, 2003 at 1:05 pm

Photo Gallery
1 pm on Friday and I’m starting to feel 2 nights of going to bed at 3 and 4:30 am, the last 2 nights. But it has all been well worth it.

Last night I treated myself to Mark Roemer and Barry Leach playing at Hal and Mal’s. Mark was the front man for Jackson legends Superband Waistband. He and Barry played an acoustic, country-slanted show and it was much fun. They especially got mad props from me for an on the fly segue into Neil Young’s, ‘Everybody Knows this Is Nowhere’. Later I would tell Mark that had been the first song on my summer mix cd to celebrate moving to Brookhaven and he, Barry, and I had a long spirited discussion in the Hal and Mal’s bathroom about our mutual reverence for Mr. Young.

The JFP was having their 1 year birthday party at Hal and Mal’s as well. I got to rap with Mary, Bingo, Susan Margaret, and Scott, who’d showed up to share some black bean tamales and birthday cake with the JFPer’s. Christopher Hitchens, world renowned rapscallion/political writer/commentator had spoken at Millsaps and he’d accepted an invitation to come have an evening on the town. James Meredith (with trademark Ole Miss hat) was in attendance as well and they looked like they were having a fine time holding court in the back of the Hal & Mal’s dining room. I can imagine there was a decent amount of discussion concerning the Ole Miss mascot debacle, which has only gotten sillier day by day over the last week. I won’t even begin to try to explain it but this article should give a decent idea as to how fucked the whole thing has gotten.

And now for the fun part. During Mark’s 2nd set this man/woman couple in their mid 40’s were getting very much into the mood. Be it unabated mutual attraction, too much booze, or both, they commenced to a bit of heavy petting on the bench seats that run the length of the front wall of the dining room. Heavy petting led to some very inspired mutual tongue play. I decided at this point if they didn’t mind doing all this in front of all of Hal and Mal’s they didn’t mind me taking pictures of them doing so. So with great encouragement and approval from the crowd I snapped a couple of color flash photos. I guess I’d thought that the possibility of archived footage of their affections might deter them. But no, after my attention had returned to Mark and Barry, I hear another titter from the crowd on that side of the room and turn to see the lady straddling this guy and they were really getting it on. We have Mr. Hitchens and Mr. Meredith holding a brain trust in the back of the room and a salacious, albeit clothed, live sex show in the front. You gotta love this town. At this point Charlie stepped in and asked them to settle down, to which they obliged. I didn’t give them anymore thought for the rest of the 2nd set, thoroughly enjoying some acoustic Superband renditions, and at some point they left.

But wait! There is more. Oh, my friends, is there more. After Mark and Barry are done playing I’m taking my camera out to the car and exit Hal & Mal’s to find an audience of about 10 people in spirited observation of the aforementioned couple. They’d made it as far as their car, parked just off the steps up to the restaurant. Once there they’d apparently achieved all the privacy they required, as little as it was. I’ll try to keep this short and sweet: the windows were fogged, unshod feet connected to unclothed legs were in the air. The car: white 2 door Cadillac sedan. The license plates: LeFlore County (MS Delta for those not from MS). Chalk another one up to some crazy Delta folks from in/around Greenwood entertaining both myself and you, dear reader.

Some comments from the viewing gallery:

  • I see a thigh!
  • They’ve been at it for 15 minutes…
  • I went right up to the driver side door and they didn’t even notice me…
  • Give me half of what they had to drink…

At this point allow me to quote the song Mr. Thrill, as perfomed by Mildred Jones, that was featured on PBS’s Blues Series last week:

“My daddy’s got a long, long, long Cadillac
And when he rides me he throws me way in the back

When he put it in, put it in my garage
Rides so easy cause he keeps his battery charged

When he push down, WOW!, push down on the gas
Rides me so easy cause he don’t ride me too fast

Got a V8 motor just full of horsepower
And boy how he rides me in the midnight hour
With his long, long, long Cadillac
And when rides me throws me way in the back”

I was asked to photograph the occasion but I gracefully declined. I headed over to Martin’s where I spent most of the time having a nice chat with Lori and Canada. Bobby, Melissa, Jakob, and Leighanne were in the back getting jiggy to 80’s night (which is going to happen every other Thurs. now at Martin’s apparently) and I went and shook my booty with them for a minute. Mark came by and we had our Neil Young sing along. I also had the chance to rap with Robert, bartender and Martin’s music booking man and thank him more than once for getting Papa M to play the night before. Lori graciously offered me a couch to sleep on and we stayed up late watching ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’ before turning in way too late.


And let me take the opportunity to thank everyone who has been putting me up on my night’s spent in Jackson. If it weren’t for your hospitality I wouldn’t be relaying all these pictures and words about our adventures here in Jack-town. So without further ado:

The Putting Up Dave Roll Call
(in no particular order)
Kay & Aven
Hollie
Canada & Duck
Susan & John
Elizabeth
Kyra & Charles
Lori & Tina

Thanks again folks.

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