Monday, April 30, 2012

short love poem by jpr

If it is love then it shall last,
there will be no cold hand,
nor distance between.

Simple joy the future brings.

jpr. just cause someone should speak up!

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Irish joke from the 10th century

Three penitents resolved to quit the world for the ascetic life, and so sought the wilderness. 
After exactly a year's silence the first said, "'Tis a good life we lead." 
At the next year's end the second answered, "It is so." 
Another year being run out, the third exclaimed,
 "If I cannot have peace and quiet here I'll go back to the world!" 

Friday, April 27, 2012

My Boy Jack by Rudyard Kipling

“Have you news of my boy Jack?”
Not this tide.
“When d’you think that he’ll come back?”
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.

“Has any one else had word of him?”
Not this tide.
For what is sunk will hardly swim,
Not with this wind blowing, and this tide.

“Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?”
None this tide,
Nor any tide,
Except he did not shame his kind —
Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide.

Then hold your head up all the more,
This tide,
And every tide;
Because he was the son you bore,
And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!

carey mulligan plays  the sister in the movie "M y Boy Jack" In a most poignant, sensitive and heart rendering role. The tears will flow!

prom night

A Seventeen magazine poll found that 94% of girls plan to spend about $195 on a prom dress.Your looking a cool 2 grand here.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Shakespeare's sonnet 128

How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips,
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blest than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

jpr: Oh thou horned bard which upon the gentle lady's distraction dust thou hope!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Sunday, April 22, 2012



Spring Snow

"Each day the wind blows
 White flakes away,
 Little ice umbrellas sailing high,
 Slow falling clouds of Stars.
Or, even lace Parachutes.
See how They rise and fall,
 Talking of dandelions."

 Val Morehouse

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Martin Clunes

Alexander Martin Clunes (born 28 November 1961) is an English actor and comedian. His character in the BBC series Doc Martin is simply addictive!

National Flag of Benin

The Benin Empire was situated in modern Nigeria. A pre-colonial African state, it lasted from 1440 to 1897.

Friday, April 20, 2012

Wednesday, April 18, 2012


Cannas not only feature pretty blossoms, but also beautiful leaves (often likened to that of the banana plant) that come in a variety of stunning colors. Popularized in Victorian times!

Monday, April 16, 2012

animals in distress

What is it about empty jars in the trash?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Sailing to Byzantium by W. B. Yeats

supposedly the poem's inspiration

"That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
—Those dying generations—at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Shakespeare's SONNET 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

jpr: this one is OVER ANALYZED!!!

Lady of Shalott...

painting by John William Waterhouse (the mirror shows)

She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro' the room,
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She look'd down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack'd from side to side;
"The curse is come upon me," cried The Lady of Shalott.
Tennyson, 1842 version

Thursday, April 12, 2012


"Humor must not professedly teach and it must not professedly preach, but it must do both if it would live forever." Mark Twain
All those who believe in psychokinesis raise my hand.

What's another word for thesaurus?

Stephen Wright

"The future ain't what it used to be." Yogi Berra

"Experiments with laboratory rats have shown that, if one psychologist in the room laughs at something a rat does, all of the other psychologists in the room will laugh equally." Garrison Keillor

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Fu poem "Moonlit Night"

Tonight my wife must watch alone
the full moon over Fu-zhou;
I think sadly of my sons and daughters far away,
too young to understand this separation
or remember our life in Chang'an.
In fragrant mist, her flowing hair is damp;
In clear moonlight, her jade-white arms are cold.
When will we lean at the open casement together
while the moonlight dries our shining tears?

The fu is especially associated with the Han Dynasty.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Boolean algebra

English mathematician, George Boole from 1840's is the founder of digital logic and the father of computer science.

He brings me to you, thee to me. Boole no internet !!

Monday, April 9, 2012

Easter in Ireland

Many family house holds would prepare their homes for Easter Sunday by doing what would be better known as “spring cleaning”.

On Good Friday people would attend confessions have their hair cut, and would also shop for new clothes to be worn to Easter mass.

Holy Saturday would be a day that Irish people take a vow of silence but also attend a special ceremony to have their Holy water blessed but would also attend the Easter Vigil which usually starts at 10pm with the Church decorated in purple colored banners to celebrate the arrival of the King. All lights in the Church are extinguished at 11pm with a new flame being presented to the altar of the church which is a Paschal candle, a symbol of the Risen Christ and the celebrations of the Holy Flame.

After attending mass on Easter Sunday everyone would make their way back home to start the Easter feast which is usually made up of servings of potatoes, vegetables, meat, stuffing, bread and anything else that makes up a good proper Irish feast.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Riders in the Sky

For much of their career, the group was a trio; lead singer/guitarist Ranger Doug (Douglas B. Green), singer/fiddler Woody Paul (Paul Chrisman), and singer/bassist Too Slim (Fred LaBour). In the 1990s, the group re-added Joey the Cowpolka King Joey Miskulin on accordion, who had been with the group for a brief period in the 1980s. They usually introduce themselves as "Ranger Doug, the Idol of American Youth", "Woody Paul, the King of the Cowboy Fiddlers", "Too Slim, the Man of a Thousand Hats" and "Joey, the Cowpolka King".

The group has performed in more than 6,100 concerts in all 50 states and 10 countries.

Clint Dempsey

USA striker, Clint Dempsey has 21 goals overall this season. He is fifth in the Premier League in scoring. His wife Bethany is a educational psychologist and model.

Ehhh, soccer can do this to a man.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Monarch of the Glen

Dawn Anne Steele (lass on the right) is the house cook @#!$&

A favorite BBC series.

Friday, April 6, 2012

"The Stolen Child" by William Butler Yeats

WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.


Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.


Thursday, April 5, 2012

Devotion Candles

At the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Lourdes about 800 tons of wax is burnt annually in devotional candles

In the Middle Ages there existed a practice whereby a person would light a candle or several candles which equaled his own height; this was called "measuring to" such a saint. The Middle Age belief held the beeswax symbolized the purity of Christ; the wick, the human soul of Christ; and the light, His divinity.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Giorgio Chinaglia

Bravo Giorgio!
born January 24, 1947 – April 1, 2012