dolcino, occam, minorites
Accidentally augmenting the reading I’ve been doing on heretical christianity, I’ve been rereading The Name of the Rose. I’d forgotten how much the book deals with heretical thought. There are multiple passages covering a variety of things I knew nothing—or next to nothing—about.
Finding Signe (Part 4): In Guangzhou, and home at last
Guanzhou is a giant city, spread out flat and wide across the southern Chinese countryside.
Finding Signe (Part 3): Around Chongqing, and in Liangping
The last several days have been oddly exhausting. We haven’t had much to do, really—one official appointment, that’s all—but we’ve been very busy getting to know Signe, learning her cries, trying to guess her needs…
Finding Signe (Part 2): Gotcha day
Yesterday began with perfect drama—thunder.
Finding Signe (Part 1): in Chongqing
It’s Sunday morning in Chongqing. Outside our window, 17 floors down, a group of 20 to 30 people move slowly through the morning Tai Chi routine.
water
I’ve written about global warming a couple times over the last couple years. It should come as no surprise that the topic is of interest to me, nor should it be a surprise that I’m still reading and thinking about water issues.
a clock story
My grandmother (paternal) passed away earlier this year. I made a couple of trips to California to help my uncle sort through her things—to deliver a few things to other family members, those sorts of things. I came home with a few small things, and one larger item—a clock.
dogs and fireworks
I’m always concerned about the dogs on the 4th. This year, with PGI visiting—along with Keesha and Tucker—there were two more dogs to be worried about. We were gone for part of the day, but made sure to be back in the early evening before the fireworks really began.
tunguska
At about 7:00 AM on June 30th, 1908, a tremendous explosion rocked a remote area of Siberia, now thought to have been equivalent to 40 tons of TNT—2000 times the force of the atomic bomb exploded over Hiroshima in 1945.
the vanishing sea
I’ve been thinking a lot about the earth lately, and about the place and future of humanity upon it. How can we as a species start to recognize that petty inter-tribal squabbles (e.g. the U.S. “war” against Iraq) will do nothing but destroy us all.
