Sunday, March 31, 2013

Ronnie Fauss - Tia Maria (lyrics and chords)

Here's another song that I've been wanting to get the lyrics and chords for, for quite a long time, but it is also ungoogleable.  So I've been a little busy today.

This song is by Ronnie Fauss and was on his EP Mulligan.  I got it when it was a free promotional download from his website and have since bought two more of his (full length) albums.  It is no longer available free (not legally, anyway), but it is available on CD from Amazon.

Unfortunately, there's no version of this on YouTube, so I don't have a video link.  Since it's still a fairly new song that is still available commercially, I'm not going to upload it myself.

The chord progressions simply repeat themselves throughout the song, alternating between four-verse and five-verse stanzas.  P.S.  The five-verse stanzas are limericks!

Note that in the line "Tia Maria, she got a great idea..." the word "idea" is sung with three syllables, like "eye-dee-ah" so it fits the meter of the line.



G                        C         G
Tia Maria, she makes the best sopapillas
G                     D
She sings in a Tejano band
G                   C           G
Tio Leo, he's got a job down in Rio
G                 D       G
And he visits whenever he can


C                     G
Maria she lies in bed night after night
C            G                   D
Wishing that Leo was holding her tight
C                     D
And she cries for her mate
    G             Em
But alas she just waits
           C              D             G
'Til she's wakened by the cruel morning light

Tia Maria, she's got a daughter named Leah
Who don't know why her daddy's not home
Tio Leo, he bought Leah a Geo
His love comes in silver and chrome

Leah, she drives that thing all over town
With the music turned up and the windows rolled down
And she screams at the sky
And she goes and gets high
And she drinks 'til her sorrows are drowned

Tia Maria, she likes quesadillas
She eats them a pound at a time
Tio Leo, he's got a girlfriend named Cleo
Who's just about to enter her prime

Leo makes love like he's eighteen years old
While Maria feels as used as the laundry she folds
And she watches her soaps
And she smokes Leo's dope
'Cause she don't got nobody to hold

Tia Maria, she got a great idea
And hopped on that Rio-bound plane
Tio Leo put on a record by Dio
And crawled in the bed where his mistress lay

Maria walked in and she saw them in bed
That teenage Lolita and the man that she wed
So she grabbed Leo's gun
And she told him that he'd won
And she shot herself right through the head

Tia Maria, she made the best sopapillas
And she sang in a Tejano band
A Tejano band

W.C. Jameson - Love Songs in Spanish (lyrics and chords)

This is a song that's included on the Americapolitan Outlaw Sampler which is available free (legally) from Noisetrade.  I liked this song immediately and wanted to add it to my book of songs to practice strumming on the ukulele, but it was ungoogleable (Google has taken legal action to prevent this word from appearing in a dictionary, so I'm going to use it as often as possible).  That is, it doesn't look like anyone has ever posted a simple chord chart--or even lyrics--to any of the numerous websites where you can find such things.

So...the song actually is in C.  I didn't just put it that way to make it simple.




Love Songs in Spanish - W.C. Jameson

1.
C                  F              C
She had a voice as sweet as Texas honey
      Am       F                G
And a touch as soft as a summer breeze
C             F           C           F
Her dark eyes shined like diamonds
              C             G          C
When she sang love songs in Spanish to me

2. (repeat chords as in 1)
I met her in a tiny village by the Rio Grande
Felt the magic of her smile and could not leave
Barefoot in the sand, she played the mandolin
And she sang love songs in Spanish to me

(chorus)
G                                    C
Like the river that flows out to the sea
G                                        C
Like the song birds in winter she had to leave
F                          C     F
I'm left here with my memory
              C             G          C
When she sang love songs in Spanish to me


(instrumental break)

3.  (repeat chords as in 1 and 2)
I recall those nights with her alone
Moonlight bright, soft wind in the trees
We lay together down by the river
And she sang love songs in Spanish to me

(repeat chorus)

...when she sang love songs in Spanish to me

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Never woulda guessed it


Just saw this photo over at If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger.  Okay, I recognized James Coburn and Bruce Lee.  The guy on the left I haven't ever heard of, named Mike Stone.  But who is that fresh-faced young fellow second from right?

Chuck Norris?!

Friday, March 29, 2013

More computer history


Another blast from the past.  This one is about laptops in the late 80s.  I bought my first computer in 1990, and it was a laptop similar to some of these, with a supertwist screen but it also supported a CGA monitor, and I almost never used anything but the CGA monitor (which I had to buy separately).  I think this video was from 1987, and the cheapest computer they list here sold for $1,995.  Three years later, when I bought mine, I got it for only $800 because it was already behind the curve.

I don't remember the brand, but I bought it mail-order from DAK Technologies.  It was a regular 8MHz 8088 with 640K of RAM and had two 3.5" DD (720K) floppy drives.  DAK packaged it with a bunch of software.  The one I used most was Wordstar, which was able to run on a single floppy--the other floppy was used to save your documents.  This was also the computer that I played Ultima V on.  I remember when you switched from above ground to a dungeon setting, it took so long to load the dungeon that I would go to the bathroom or refill my tea while I was waiting for it.

Oh yeah, it also came with a mouse!  But the mouse worked only for specific software, and any program it worked for had its own mouse driver which you had to load before you started the program.  I never really used the mouse because it was just easier and faster for me to type everything.  I've always been a pretty fast typist.  One of the other programs that was packed with it was a typing tutor program, and I timed myself on it several times.  I often broke 90 wpm in speed drills.

The second computer I had, which I bought in 1993 I think, was a Leading Edge 486SX25 (25 MHz) with 4 MB of RAM and a 120 MB hard drive, and was the first computer I had that ran Windows (3.1).  That was the computer that I later installed a 2400 baud modem in, then later bought a combination upgrade package that added a sound card, a CD-ROM drive and a 14400 baud modem.  I also upgraded the RAM to 20 MB.  This was the computer that I had when I first began accessing BBSes and the internet (via NovaLink).

The third computer was in 1995, I think, and was a 60MHz Pentium which came with its own modem and sound card/CD-ROM.  I've forgotten what kind of RAM and hard drive it had, but this was my main Doom computer.  I had tried playing it with the older 486, but it just couldn't handle it very well.

Playing with the runtastic app

Here is me playing with the runtastic.com smartphone app.   Our first map is from Tuesday.  I had never done this one before.  I added the blue line in because it didn't start tracking me right away--I think it took a few minutes for the GPS to lock in.  Anyway, the green and red dots should have been right on top of each other because this route starts and ends in the same place.  This was my longest single route of the week at slightly over 4 miles, and with the partial that I also did, made it the longest day of the week--as far as distance goes.  I tried using a different app to map the partial, but it didn't post to FB like it was supposed to, so I didn't get a map.


Wednesday's full route.  The words "Five Palms" will cause all meter readers to shudder in horror.  This is the worst part of town to work in because of the kind of lids that are used on the meter boxes there.  Five Palms isn't visible on this map but it's in the area.  The lids here are what we call "oval lids" because they are oval instead of round.  There are numerous different kinds of oval lids, ranging from a major pain in the a** to a hellish, nightmare-inducing pain in the a**.  The worst kind were obviously invented by a sadistic psychopath.


Wednesday's partial, in a different part of town where the work is much easier because all the lids are round here.


Thursday's full route.  This is another rough one, mostly just because the terrain is so uneven.  I've been doing it for so long that it doesn't bother me as much anymore, but I still admit it's a hard route.  The green part is to show the part that I drive through instead of walking.  There are only 75 meters in all that big area where the green is, and it takes an hour to walk it.  In the rest of the route I can average around 140-150 meters per hour.  After I started driving that green part, it took 30 minutes off my total time.  P.S.  One of my rules of routes is:  If it incorporates or even touches Broadview, it's gonna be messed up.  The same rule is also true if one replaces "Broadview" with "Vandiver."


Thursday' partial.  Someone at some time in the past sequenced this one so that you're supposed to go down Poplar street, then climb a dangerously rusty and dilapidated 5-foot chain-link fence to get into the church property, walk all the way across it to McMullen, then climb a 6-foot chain link fence to get back out and read that one meter where I put that green dot.    Well, that's not how I do it.  After I finish everything else, I just drive over there and get that last meter.


Alamo Heights full route.  This one's pretty rough, too, and it has some major hills that are just murder in hot weather.  I drive that part that I drew on there in green.  During the worst part of summer, I drive out those little dead-ends on the bottom section, too.  That's where all the worst hills are.


Alamo Heights partial.  On the other side of Broadway.  This one is mostly alleys, which you can see because the red lines aren't going down the streets.  But in this part of Alamo Heights the alleys are all paved, so it's not bad.  I drive the green part.


On that lower left rectangle, you can see a little "blip" where the line isn't quite as straight.  That was where I went into somebody's back yard so I could run some water and check if their meter was still working.  That's some pretty good detail, I think.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Back in the olden days of 1995


I just had to share this video.  It's all about using the internet in 1995, with a focus on CompuServe.  It's a real blast of nostalgia, and made me laugh several times because I remember it all.

I first started using computer networks, of a sort, in late 1993, dialing up "phone BBSes" (bulletin boards).  By 1994 I was trying out various online services, and CompuServe was the first one I tried, but I canceled it as soon as my free trial period ran out.  In 1994, CompuServe did not yet provide internet access--it was strictly an in-house online service.  The first actual internet access I had was a company called NovaLink, and I got 5 hours of access for $10 a month.  By the way, at that time I was using a 2400 baud modem.  So I wasn't able to do a whole lot, but I did go through all the stuff of installing Win32S so I could use NCSA Mosaic.  At that time, Mosaic was the only web browser, and was the precursor to Netscape.  Later on, I used Netscape.  I had to buy it.  It came on 2 or 3 1.5" floppies.  The only thing I specifically remember about NovaLink is that one day I went to a web page where some guy had posted gifs of all the Rush album covers (at that time).  It took a while to load, even though they were only small thumbnails.  Oh yeah, back then Mosaic could display in-line gifs, but not in-line jpgs, so if someone wanted to show a jpg, they just had to link to it, and when you clicked on the link it would open an associated jpg viewer on your computer to view it.  I used a program for jpg viewing that was called LView.

In 1995 I joined Netcom, which was unlimited access for $20 per month.  By that time I had upgraded to a 14400 modem, and pretty soon after joining Netcom I upgraded again to 28800.  The Netcom service came with its own software called Netcruiser, which incorporated all the stuff you'd need into one program (web browser, email, ftp, gopher, archie, usenet, etc.).  Netcruiser also functioned as a Winsock so you could minimize it and run some other browser if you wanted, like Netscape.

I used an html editor called HotDog.  I had to quit using it when I switched my screen resolution up to 800x600, because it wouldn't run under anything but 640x480.  At that time I started using some freeware editor that I don't remember the name of anymore.  Of course, back then all you had to know was basic html to create a website.  When things got so complicated that you also had to learn CSS and all sorts of other stuff, I gave up on creating my own sites and just went for a while with some very simple sites on Tripod until Blogger came along.

I kind of miss the old days when every ISP also provided Usenet access.  I was a big Usenet user back then.  After I quit Netcom and started using other ISPs that didn't provide you with software (mainly just because I was trying to find something cheaper and ever cheaper)*, I used Agent for email and usenet.  I loved Agent.  It was one of my favorite programs ever.

Of course, I also used AOL on at least three different occasions.  This video is from before the big AOL explosion.  I also had Juno email for a while.  Anyone remember Juno?

The thing about screen resolution was kind of funny to me, too.  I remember going to the local Whataburger for the morning gathering of ham radio operators shooting the bull and drinking coffee**, and I announced, "Well, I changed my screen resolution up to 800x600."  Back then this was a Big Thing.  "So, how do you like it?" Everyone asked.  Crazy.

*I actually used some free internet services for about a year.  One was from KMart, and I don't remember the other one.  When you first started the software, it would feed you a brief ad from the store, then dial you in.

**Back then Whataburger had this special deal where if you bought one of their plastic coffee mugs, you could get it refilled for a nickel.  After a year or so they changed it to refills for a quarter.  I wish I still had that mug, just because it was a good mug and it would be another bit of pleasant nostalgia to drink from it.  I don't know what happened to it.

Runtastic


My sister has been using an app called Runtastic so I though I'd give it a try.  It works a lot better than MapMyWalk--mainly because so far it isn't as crash-prone and it actually shares to FB.  The only problem with it today it that I actually started it at the red dot but it didn't start tracking me until there where that green dot is--both dots should be right on top of each other.

So this was a little over 4 miles.  My partial was 2.3 miles.  I tried MapMyWalk on it again today just for kicks, but as before, it won't post to FB so I can't get a map off of it.

Another cool thing about this app is the map.  The map that it posts is just a basic map, but the one you get to see on your phone has a color-coded route instead of just solid red.  It ranges from red for the fastest parts down through orange and yellow to green for the slowest.  So I can look back and see which parts of the route had the most troublesome meters.

This one has a voice thing too, which is kind of annoying.  A British woman's voice announces every time you hit a new mile mark and says some other things.  I didn't have it turned up loud enough to hear it that clearly today, but the first time she announced the mile I jumped and spun around with a "WTF?!"  I hope no one saw me.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

The Wackiest Wagon Train in the West (1973, "movie")

I don't remember why anymore, but some time ago I added a DVD to my Netflix queue called "Great Wacky Western Comedies." It includes three movies plus some bonus features. So today I watched the first movie.

1973. Gilligan's Island has already become legend. Sherwood Schwartz is at the peak of his Bradiness. He can't go wrong.  So what did he do?  He created a movie that should have more accurately been called Gilligan's Wagon Train.  Their theme song isn't nearly as catchy as the Gilligan's Island song, which I'm sure most of us can still sing from memory, but here are some of the lyrics to get you going.

A stage and a wagon headin' west
Part of a wagon train lost from the rest
Dusty's the reason for their plight
Thanks to Dusty nothin's right
Only the wagonmaster's hands
Keeps 'em a-rollin' to the promised land

So...you've got this stagecoach and this single wagon that have somehow become separated and lost from the rest of the wagon train--marooned, as it were.

So we have Gilligan...

The Skipper, too.

The millionaire and his wife.

The prostitute, the professor and Mary Ann.

Stuff happens, most of it in a very disconnected manner.  More stuff happens that didn't have anything to do with the first stuff that happened.  Then more stuff happened but I slept through it and woke up right at the end to see Dusty somehow win a gunfight because he got lucky and did some fancy twirl with a gentleman's cane and the bad guys thought he was Bat Masterson so they surrendered without firing a shot.  I don't know how they got from being lost in the wilderness to fighting bad guys in a town with Gilligan/Dusty posing as Bat Masterson because I was a asleep, but I'm not going back.  If you want to know what happened, look it up on YouTube.  Somebody uploaded the whole movie for some reason.  If you watch it and figure out how it all happened, keep it to yourself, because I don't want to know.

Apparently they made a sitcom out of this, too.  I don't remember it.  Thank God.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Explaining the past

Buzzfeed has "the 14 most irritating questions people born in the 2000s ask."  Well, technically my daughter was born in 99, so she's still pretty close.  I don't know why most of these would be "irritating."  My son especially likes to ask me questions about my past, and it's one of the few things he'll sit still for and listen without interrupting with another question.  And I like answering him.  Isn't that what dad's are supposed to do?

Anyway:

1.  My kids--aged 14 and 12--have used floppy disks.

2.  My kids know the difference between a cell phone and a "land line."

3.  Never came up.  For the record, I never liked that show, either.

4.  Also never came up, but I would be happy to explain it to them, if it did.  Of course, they would easily understand the concept, as anyone should who has used a portable mp3 player.

5.  My kids have used cassette tapes.

6.  My kids have used dial-up.  I hope they never forget it, so they always remember how fortunate they are to have a wireless service now.  They have never used AOL, however, I have told them about it, and how there was a time when you couldn't pick up a magazine without an AOL CD falling out.

7.  Never came up.

8.  See #7.

9.  I used to work at a beeper repair shop.  Although my job there ended when my son was only about a year old, I still had beepers lying around.  They played with them and know exactly what they were and how they worked.  By the way, that beeper pictured was a total piece of c***.  It was modeled after a Panasonic model that was also a total piece of c***.  The best beeper Motorola ever made was the Bravo Plus.

10.  I don't even know who he/she was.

11.  My kids have played Carmen Sandiego games.  Vintage games on a vintage computer.

12.  I never heard of these, either.

13.  My kids have used/watched VHS tapes.

14.  Never came up, but I have a ready answer if it does.

And all this is leading up to the real point of this post.  The other day my son was listening to one of those "country" songs, the one that's called "1980 Something," or something like that, which mentions a space shuttle exploding.  He asked me about it, so I had to somberly tell him about the Challenger.  In the process, I also had to explain to him what an o-ring is and how it works.  "So," he said, "one little part made the whole thing explode?"  "Yep."  It was strange, yet gratifying, to see him sobered by something that happened 15 years before he was born.

Friday, March 22, 2013

New toy

Big news, which you already know if you're one of my FB "friends": I got a smart phone. It is a refurbished model, which means it's already obsolete by tech junkie standards, but as someone who has always explored the cutting edge with older equipment, I am having lots of fun with it.

I've been exploring lots of apps to see what I can find useful or just plain fun. I just recently discovered Google Sky Maps and almost thought it was technology sufficiently advanced as to be indistinguishable from magic.

But many of the apps that I am keeping on the phone are quite simple but, to me, brilliant.  One is a pitch pipe app.  It just shows you a picture of a standard C to C pitch pipe and you touch the note you want to hear.  I've already used it for a chorus practice at our church when I had forgotten my real pitch pipe.  Another music-related app is a digital tuner that shows you the note being played/sung as well as the frequencly in Hertz with a small bar graph at the bottom to give you a better visual image of how far sharp or flat the note is.  I've used it to tune my daughter's guitar and my ukulele, although the uke is pretty good at staying in tune now that the strings are broken in.  It tends to go about 1/4 step flat after a couple of days--equally across all strings, which is pretty weird.  This app is called DaTuner Lite.

I also finally managed to find a play-against-the-computer "Scrabble" game, by which I mean the rules are exactly the same, the board is exactly the same, the points are exactly the same, but it's called Classic Words Free.

Of course it already had a Facebook app as a standard feature.  I also found an RSS reader app called FeedMe which is working pretty well for quick updates.  Just for kicks, I put the Netflix app on it but I haven't really used it yet except to try it out for a minute and make sure it works.

I also put a Bible app on it called MySword for Android.  It's donationware, which means the free version is still pretty cool and is probably all I'll ever want, but for a small donation they'll send you a registration code to unlock all the features, and I think I'm going to do it because it's a great app.

I put the Winamp app on it because it makes it super easy to shoot mp3s into the phone from my computer over WiFi--no more USB cable!  At a friend/co-worker's recommendation I installed an app called RainAlarm OSM that reads your location and then sends you an alert if rain is detected within a certain area (radius selectable in the preferences).  I guess you can understand that, as someone who works outside all the time, rain is something I try to keep track of fairly closely.

Oh yeah, I also thought putting the IMDB.com app on it would be a good idea, because my wife is one of those people who, when she sees someone familiar in a TV show or movie, sits there and agonizes over where she's seen them before, and she won't be quiet about it until she's remembered.  I thought this app would be a good way to keep that kind of stuff to a minimum.

Today, for the first time, I tried out an app called MapMyWalk.  When you finish your walking workout, you can save it and you have the option of sharing it via FB or Twitter.  Since this was the first time, and I wanted to see how it all worked, I didn't send it to FB but only saved it for myself locally.  Unfortunately, once you do that, you can't go back and decide to share it after all, so I couldn't get a good picture of the map (my phone is so old it doesn't have the capability of taking screen shots).  In the future, I think I will send it to FB just so I can get a pretty picture of the map.  But I made a quick & dirty graphic here by taking photos of the screen and stitching them together so you can get an idea of what it looks like.


This is how my route today looked.  I had what's called my "birthday route" today, which means they let me pick an nice, easy route and not get assigned an additional 1/4 to 1/2 route extra like we usually do.  So I finished this morning by about 10:00, which was a nice birthday present.  The app said this route was 5.56 miles long.  I like it that the detail is good enough that I can see where I was and was not criss-crossing streets.  It started there at the green square, then it goes straight up the west side of General McMullen.  Then when I started back south you can see that the line gets all squiggly; that's where I began reading both sides of the street, which is what we refer to as criss-crossing.  All the way back to Castroville Road, then up one side of that short stretch of Cortez, then criss-crossing again until I got to Jewett, then "looping" part of S. San Bernardo (that is, up one side and back down the other), then criss-crossing another section of S. San Bernardo with a small loop at the end where it dead ends, then back over to Cortez where I went down the other side of it from where I'd been before.  Then that tail at the bottom is where I have to read several meters along Castroville Road.  Then I walked back to my truck and turned it off about where that red square is, almost exactly where I was when I had first turned it on.

I've done this before with my GPS unit, but unfortunately I can't do anything with it once I'm finished except look at it myself because it doesn't have any kind of networking capability like the phone does, and it doesn't use Google Maps so the map it shows is very, very bare-bones.

It will be interesting to me to map out all my routes like this so I can get a bird's-eye view of them.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

This was certainly strange


It's not unusual for me to see vacant houses with numerous newspaper lying in the yard--the resident apparently having neglected to cancel his subscription when he moved out.  Or died, maybe?  Anyway, I came across this one this morning.

Unfortunately, since as usual I don't want to be looking like I'm up to something in case someone is watching me (people tend to call in complaints if they see one of us pausing for a breath or taking a break), I didn't dig into it to see what the issue date was.

But it was quite strange to find this seemingly fresh copy of the San Antonio Light lying in someone's yard, looking like it had just been delivered that morning, when the Light was shut down 20 years ago.

Photo taken this morning on the east side, in the general area of where Houston and Commerce intersect.

Weird.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

An interesting night

Earlier tonight I heard a presentation by an Iraqi, formerly a Muslim, about how he came to know and convert to Christianity.  It was very interesting.  Afterward, he had a question & answer session, and many of the questions put to him had to do with the reality of being in Iraq versus what we were told here in the U.S.

He told us how, like all other Iraqi men, he had had to serve a mandatory term in the army (this was under Saddam Hussein).  He was addressing the topic of Hussein's Iraq actually being a threat to the U.S. or not.  He said, "When I was in the army, I fired only 7 bullets.  Only one of them hit the target, and it wasn't even my target."  Then he added, "By the way, I was in the Republican Guard."

Yeah.  That was the supposedly "elite" troops that we constantly heard about in the news.

But like I said, his story was fascinating.  It began when, as a teenager, he had a 4-year-old sister who died suddenly of an unknown illness.  His mother, grief stricken, asked their local religious leaders for something from the Koran to comfort her, and no one could give her anything.  It angered him so much that he temporarily became an atheist, because he refused to believe in a God that couldn't offer a few words of comfort to his grieving mother.  Later, he read some popular books that contained some Biblical quotes and it began his interest in investigating the Bible.  One of the books he pointed out was Peter Benchley's The Island.  He managed to find a copy of the Gospel of John and mistakenly thought that it was the whole Bible.  Since none of the quotes he had read were from John, he thought that they were all false.  But then later he happened across a copy of the New Testament and saw that John was only a part of it.  Then he realized that because several people from the New Testament often said, "As it is written..." there must be even more to it, and eventually he got hold of a full Bible with both Old and New Testaments.  He had to borrow money from a cousin who had a steady job as a barber to buy it.

He had many valuable insights into living in the Muslim world, and I wish many more Americans could hear what he has to say.  He admitted that he will probably never see any of his family again, and that it will likely not be safe for someone like him to return to the Middle East during his lifetime.

The history of music in 9 minutes


Very cool.

Saturday, March 09, 2013

Israel "Iz" Kamakawiwoʻole - Facing Future


I just downloaded this one today. I feel I must say something about it.

Israel "Iz" KaÊ»anoÊ»i KamakawiwoÊ»ole (click for the Wikipedia link if you want to see how to pronounce his last name) was a Hawaiian musician:  singer and ukulele player.  Follow the link again to read all the details of his life.

Although he was already well-known in Hawaii, this album got him worldwide exposure and his medley of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World" has been used in numerous movies and commercials.  I remember coming across a link to the "Rainbow" part of that medley on YouTube several months ago and was stunned by how hauntingly beautiful it was.  It was also haunting because I realized I had heard it somewhere before, although I couldn't remember where, and at the time I was thinking, "how could I have forgotten I ever heard this?"  And honestly, I don't even want to hear "traditional" versions of that song anymore.

This whole album is just awesome, and the whole thing will be going on my big favorites list.  He sings mostly in Hawaiian, but there are a couple of songs in English, namely the medley I've already mentioned and his own special version of John Denver's "Take Me Home, Country Roads" that he re-wrote specifically for Hawaii.

His has a mellow tenor voice that sounds like streams of liquid gold floating across blue, sun-dappled waters.  And although my clumsy strumming will never match his playing ability, and my own reedy tenor will never compare with his golden voice, I've already begun practicing the "Rainbow" part of the medley.

He died in 1997 at the young age of 38 from various complications brought on by his severe obesity.  This was the second of four albums he made before his death.  Four more have been released since then.  In my opinion, anyone who even half-assedly wants to play the ukulele should have this album, and listen to it often.

Sunday, March 03, 2013

This just in: redshirts were safer

Someone crunched the numbers to discover that wearing red on ST:TOS was actually safer than wearing gold (per capita).

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Spandrel!

Just wanted to share today's Dinosaur Comics.  Really funny, plus I learned three new words.  But now I may have forgotten how a doorbell works.

Monday, February 25, 2013

The new machine

This may of interest of San Antonio locals.  I got this thing at PC Outlet, which sells refurbished Dells.  It's kind of hard to explain where it is, but you get on IH10, take the 410 east exit, then take the Vance Jackson exit, but go past Vance Jackson on the access road.  It's in the back corner of a big strip mall before you get to Jackson-Keller.  I only know about it because I read their water meter every month.

I got the computer for $99.  It has 1 gig of RAM, a 3 GHz microprocessor and a 80 gig hard drive.  It also has a DVD/RW which is cool if I want to burn DVDs someday.  The really odd thing is, it also has a 3.5" floppy drive.  I haven't owned a computer with one of those in several years.  I almost wish I had something I needed to put on there from a floppy just so I'd have an excuse to use it.  I got a monitor for $67 at the same place.  The only thing I don't like is the keyboard that I bought because it feels really squishy.  I'm going to have to get a different one.  It was only $9, so I don't feel too bad about it.  It can still serve as a backup in case the kids destroy theirs by spilling something in it.

This is the second computer I've gotten from them and I'm happy with both of them.  They have hotter machines than this one, ranging up to $199 or so.  On the other hand, I think their refurbished laptops are overpriced for what they are, and I wouldn't get one there.  But their desktops (and towers) are certainly nice for the price.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Newer computer

Well, I got a newer computer today, a refurbished Dell from PC Outlet.  Much better than my old laptop.

I do not like the keyboard that I bought for it.  It's squishy.  Also, I'm so used to the laptop keyboard, this thing takes up too much desk space.  Anyway, I think I might try some other keyboard, but I want to go somewhere that I can try it out and see how it feels first.  This one was only $9, so it won't be any great loss and I can put it away for a backup in case I need it.

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Short article, but recommended

Aluminum casts of ant colonies.


When I saw this, I thought, Man, that would make an awesome dungeon.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Jack Palance - The Green, Green Grass of Home


Believe it or not!

Cropsey (2009, documentary)

Yesterday after I had written that post about Dreams of a Life, I realized that I had plumb forgot about another good documentary I had seen several weeks ago and had meant to write about it.

From the official Cropsey website:
Growing up on Staten Island, filmmakers Joshua Zeman and Barbara Brancaccio had often heard the legend of ‘Cropsey.’ For the kids in their neighborhood, Cropsey was the escaped mental patient who lived in the old abandoned Willowbrook Mental Institution, who would come out late at night and snatch children off the streets. Sometimes Cropsey had a hook for a hand, other times he wielded a bloody axe, but it didn’t matter, Cropsey was always out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting to get them.

Later as teenagers, the filmmakers assumed Cropsey was just an urban legend: a cautionary tale used to keep them out of those abandoned buildings and stop them from doing all those things that teenagers like to do. That all changed in the summer of 1987 when a 12-year-old girl with Down syndrome, named Jennifer Schweiger, disappeared from their community. That was the summer all the kids from Staten Island discovered that their urban legend was real.
This is one of those truly creepy cases where an urban legend turns out to be real, or in this case, becomes real.  The documentary delves into the search for Jennifer Schwieger, which turns into an investigation into the cases of five missing girls.  It also covers the history of Willowbrook Mental Institution.  Some of the most spooky scenes are of the filmmakers venturing into the tunnels beneath the asylum just to see what they could see.*  And finally, it reaches into the murky background of Andre Rand, the man who turned out to be the real Cropsey.

Like just about everything these days, I saw it on Netflix.  Should be a riveting 84 minutes for anyone interested in urban legends and/or true crime documentaries.

*My main thought when I saw this part was, "The idiots are unarmed.  But I guess since they're showing the film, they must have gotten lucky and survived."

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Dreams of a Life (documentary, 2011)

I watched this documentary this morning and I must say it is quite haunting, troubling and sad.  It's the story of Joyce Vincent, who one day in December 2003, bought some groceries, came home to her London flat, fixed herself supper, wrapped some Christmas presents, turned on her television, sat on the floor and leaned back against her couch, and died at the age of 38.  The story isn't of how or why she died, because no one knows.  Instead, it is the story of what happened after, which was nothing.  No one knew about it and no one seemed to notice she had disappeared--not even her family.  Her body was discovered three years later when authorities tried to evict her for failing to pay her rent.  The television was still on.

Dreams of a Life is made up mostly of interviews with people who had known her, as well as dramatized clips using actors (Vincent was portrayed by Zawe Ashton).  She had led quite an interesting life, having actually met several famous people, and had apparently briefly flirted with attempting to begin a singing career.

I saw it on Netflix, of course.  If you have Netflix streaming and have 90 minutes to spend on a story that is both fascinating and somewhat depressing, I recommend it.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Radio Free Gunslinger

One of my favorite blogs, one which I've been "reading" pretty much as long as I've been reading blogs, is called If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger, There'd Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats.  I used "reading" in quotes because it's an image blog.  I don't think "photo blog" would be quite accurate because that suggests someone who posts photos they take themselves.  This is an image blog, primarily of photos but sometimes of other things like movie posters or old ads.  The posts don't use any categories; this could be because back when it began, Blogger didn't have a category function.  However, the title of the posts themselves describe the category, followed by a sequence number for that topic, for example "Twilight of the Dreamboats #23" and so forth.  By the way, that particular series is of vintage cars that have been wrecked.

Another series is "Before and After."  Here's a recent photo of the "before" from this series:


That's Frances Bavier, a.k.a. Aunt Bea.  I guess you could say this blog tells the story of 20th century pop culture, except that it isn't just pop culture, it often veers off into "legitimate" history and culture as well.

A few months ago they began something new:  a sort of podcast called Radio Free Gunslinger.  Each "episode" consists of four or five sets of five songs each, interspersed with commentary from someone from history.  The commentary is taken from interviews or recorded lectures, and in at least one case, vintage radio ads.

I didn't began listening to this at first, for some reason.  I don't know why.  But I've been catching up recently and they are very interesting as well as enjoyable.  I've been learning about people who I'd only vaguely heard of--or even never heard of--so I've had to look them up and read about them.  I've also heard lots of music that I really liked.  Fortunately, the podcasts are encoded at 160 kbps, so it's easy to crop out songs that I want to keep for repeated listening and still have them at a decent quality.

Unlike mosts podcasts, this is not one that you can subscribe to via iTunes or some other audio service like that.  You just have to download them and play them.  I have been listening to these only at home, because I like to keep the information about each show open so I can keep referring to it and see the musicians and song titles that I'm listening to.

The shows are stored at archive.org, so you can go there and look up "Radio Free Gunslinger" for ease of mass downloading, if you want.  You'll have to go to the Gunslinger site itself to get the program information.

I think the most interesting one, as far as the interview clips go, was the one with Lee Harvey Oswald.  It was apparently taken from a radio interview after he had returned from his stint in the Soviet Union.

Every now and then, there's a set of old-time country gospel music, which as you probably already know, is something I really like.  There's already at least one that I started practicing on my ukulele.

Some of the other hosts, for example, are Alice B. Toklas, Bing Crosby, Vincent Price, Syd Barrett, and Howard Cosell.  That Cosell show was another really interesting one, and had lots of great music.

I recommend it.  Check it out.

P.S.  If any of the Gunslingers happen to read this post, I hope my comments did your show justice.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Obligatory Valentine song


Bobby Bare Jr. - Valentine

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

My daughter recently posted this one FB


I'm so proud of her.

For the record, I'm proud of my son, too.  Last night when I told him it was bed time, he asked, "Can I stay up a little later so I can read The Hobbit?"  Yes, I said.  Yes, you can.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Gargoyles (TV movie, 1972)

Gargoyles was a made-for-TV horror movie from 1972.  I think I read somewhere once that it was the first horror movie ever to be made for TV.  I don't know if that's true or not, but anyway, since it was made for TV in 1972, that means it's pretty tame by modern standards.

However...consider:  my sister and I saw this movie in 1972, which means I was 8 years old and she was 4.  At the time, I thought it was the best movie I'd ever seen, and it gave my sister nightmares.  I hadn't seen it since that one time in 1972.  So when I saw that I could get the DVD from Netflix, I added it to my queue immediately.  The screen caps I've included here were a few that I took so I could put them on Facebook for my sister's benefit.  Her only reactions was, "Where did you get those?  That movie gave me nightmares!"  I was thinking about getting a more complete collection of screen caps but decided it was too much trouble, so there you are.

It's full of people I didn't recognize, or just barely recognized.  The main protagonist is played by Cornel Wilde, who was more of a leading man type early in his career but then became more of a character actor, turning up on things like this, Love Boat and Murder, She Wrote before he stopped acting in 1987, two years before his death.  He plays a professor of paleontology and anthropology who is going out into the desert in the southwest somewhere because of some vague tip/rumor that some guy out there has something strange to show him.  He's accompanied by his daughter, for some reason, played by Jennifer Salt, whose most prominent role was probably as Eunice Tate on Soap several years later.  In this movie she's mostly the screamer, who also displays several of those side-b00b shots that used to be so popular on TV.  Whatever happened to the side-b00b?  I kinda miss it.

Although we are never told exactly where in the southwest this is supposed to be happening (I don't think), I can tell you that it was filmed on location in Carlsbad Caverns National Park; Carlsbad, New Mexico; and Laredo, Texas.



Which may explain the Pearl beer.  I guess they had a big enough budget that they didn't have to settle for Texas Pride.  The above shot was just to get a glimpse of the beer can, but since he's here, I'll mention that this is Woody Chambliss, another character actor from Texas.  His first movie role was an uncredited appearance as the blacksmith in the original 3:10 to Yuma in 1957.  He turned up in a quite a few TV shows and movies (many of them westerns such as Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel).  He also had a part in Logan's Run and--get this--Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.  According to imdb, he also somehow managed to appear in some movie called Riding Fast in 1988, seven years after he died.

So anyway, Uncle Willie--as Chambliss' character is called--has found a complete skeleton of something out in the desert which he wants to show the Professor, who believes it is a fake made up of various animal and human parts.  As they are in his barn arguing about the veracity of the skeleton, darkness falls, and instead of heading back to the house, Uncle Willie throws a bar across the inside of his barn door because, he says, it's not safe to be outside after dark.  So the Prof decides to humor him and begins interviewing him about the legends regarding these creatures, while the Prof's daughter tape records the interview.  Then suddenly the barn is attacked by several somethings which begin ripping through the wooden walls of the barn.  The obligatory kerosene lamp falls over and catches everything on fire.  A roof beam falls and kills Uncle Willie, the Prof and his daughter flee to their car with the tape recorder and the skull of the skeleton, and high-tail it for the nearest town.  Their car is attacked by these things, which damage their windshield and smash the car up pretty good but don't disable it.

Looking back now, I think one of the things that really appealed to me as an 8-year-old kid with an active imagination was that they refrain from clearly showing what the monsters are for a while, leaving my imagination to conjure up all sorts of horrors.  But that doesn't last long.  Pretty soon the gargoyles break into the Prof's motel room to get back the skull of their fellow, and, well, the shot just below is one of the few specific images I remembered from 40 years ago.  This guy slowly rises up and peaks over the foot of the Professor's bed.  Horror!


And a bunch of other stuff happens...you can watch it for yourself for the details.  Of course, the special effects of 1972 usually seem pretty comical to us now, but this movie won a Primetime Emmy for Outstanding Achievement in Makeup.  The gargoyles all have certain things in common:  leathery, reptilian skin, claws, and those creepy white eyes.  But other than that, there is a great variation in appearance.  Some have some hair on their bodies in various places, some have ridges or spikes on their backs and/or heads, they are different heights, some have bird-like beaks instead of mouths, some have horns, and a few have wings.  We learn from watching the movie that the ones with wings are "breeders," so apparently the non-winged ones are like sterile workers or something.


Here's a shot of the leader gargoyle walking around at the gas station.  You can see that he's a "winged breeder" and that he has some hair.  Another thing they did with the gargoyles was they filmed them in slight slow motion, which I think gave them a creepy, otherworldly appearance, as if they existed in a slightly different phase of time from humans.


Here's one of the workers with a bird-like beak like I mentioned.  This one is seen only in the egg cavern, rubbing eggs which are about to hatch.  The "rubbing" action on the eggs appears to encourage the hatchlings to break out, but that's just an assumption based on my imagination.


Here's a close-up of the leader gargoyle reading one of the Professor's books, which he stole from the Prof's motel room.  It's impossible to recognize him here, but you may know him better like this:


Or this:


Bernie Casey was a pro football player for the San Francisco 49ers and the Los Angeles Rams from 1961 to 1968, and appeared in his first movie role in Guns of the Magnificent Seven in 1969.  He's been in a buttload of movies since then, for example two of my favorites:  Revenge of the Nerds and Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure.  However, he doesn't do the voice of the leader gargoyle.  The voice is supplied by an uncredited actor named Vic Perrin.  Perrin did some acting earlier in his career, but most of what he did was voice acting, and anyone who watched superhero-themed cartoons during the 60s and 70s has heard his voice.  Here's one you should know well:  Vic Perrin was the voice of Dr. Zin from Jonny Quest.

Although I didn't get a screen shot of him, there's one other actor in this movie whose face I recognized right away, even though I didn't know his name:  Scott Glenn.  Another "that guy" character actor who is easily recognized by his squinty eyes, high cheekbones, and penchant for playing hardcases.  In this movie he plays a sort of outlaw dirt biker who turns good, and he was young enough to still have dark hair--later on, as he aged, his hair turned silver.

I usually have a pretty hard rule against movies being remade, because I think remakes are just Hollywood's way of admitting they are all creatively bankrupt, but I think this movie could stand a re-make.  It isn't long enough, and there isn't enough character development.  The only problem is, I'm sure it would be turned into some politically correct b.s. screed about intolerance and Islamophobia or some such.  Although the imdb entry says that the gargoyles "just want to be left alone," and this is suggested early in the movie, during the leader gargoyle's Villainous Summation near the end, he explicitly states that once all the eggs are hatched, he plans on wiping out humanity and replacing humans as the dominant race on Earth, so all that "just want to be left alone" stuff is pure nonsense.  I think they would have had a pretty hard time with wiping out humans anyway.  The gargoyles do have much greater strength than humans, but they can be killed just as easily as a human with conventional weapons such as shotguns and pistols.  Besides that, they reproduce only once every 600 years.

I guess I shouldn't say any more except that the movie does has a sort of open ending which could have led to a sequel.

It isn't nearly as scary now as it was when I was 8 years old, but I still enjoyed watching it.  I guess it was mostly nostalgia, so if you didn't see it as a kid, you might not enjoy it as much.

Monday, February 04, 2013

I guess I didn't close that lid securly last month



In an alley in the Inspiration Hills area.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Updates

My wife finished--and passed--her course for becoming a Medical Aide today.  She still has to take the state certification exam on Tuesday before she's a real Med Aide.  I am quite relieved that she passed.  I had no doubt she knew everything she needed to, but when she was younger she would kind of freeze when taking tests and do badly because of it.  I think, with growing older, she has managed to grow out of that particular stress factor.

I am still making very slow but noticeable progress with the ukulele, and I'm happy to know that my musical ear hasn't gone bad.  I worked out two more songs today fairly quickly when I got home:  "Bird on a Wire" by Leonard Cohen and that old country song "Fraulein" by...somebody.  Who was it?  I don't know.  (Okay, Bobby Helms--I looked it up).  I don't know all the words to yet it but the music is just one of those three chord songs.  I want to be able to do it as a sort of family joke.*  Yesterday I worked out "Flowers on the Wall," too, which uses only four chords (I, IV, V and vi).  The Cohen song is also a four-chord song, but a little different in flavor:  I, ii, IV and V.  And this is probably going to sound weird, but I've been working on my own "cover" version:  a slowed-down, melancholic version of "Don't Stop Believing."  I think it sounds pretty good, but then I'm not an objective judge.

Right now I mainly focusing on changing smoothly from F to G and G to F, and also working on getting a smooth change into Em from pretty much everything.  There are a few chords that I don't know if I'll ever be able to play:  namely E and B♭.  Also B minor, which is almost the same finger positions as  B♭.  Until I can get a  B♭ down, I can't really play anything in the key of F, and of course not being able to do E makes it hard to play anything in A unless I can cheat by using an E7, which is pretty easy.  I need the B minor so I can play a vi chord in D.

I've already done a little research on tenor ukes.  I'm hoping I feel confident enough by the beginning of next year that I can justify buying one.  I've found a few that are supposed to be pretty good instruments for less than $200.  I think that, with the slightly larger size, some of the chords won't be quite so cramped.  The D chord especially I have trouble with just because of three fingers all squished together side by side, but I can still play it.

I think I'm going to go ahead and get some better strings pretty soon.

My next song project will be to see if there are any Stevie Nicks songs that I can play.  I'm thinking maybe "After the Glitter Fades" (from her Belladonna album) would fit the mold.  It has a very country-ish sound that would probably work with a lot of the other songs I'm trying to learn.  Trivia:  "After the Glitter Fades" was actually released on the country music charts.  I remember hearing it on KKYX several times way back when.  I thought it was kind of funny back then.  Yeah, I just looked it up and it's just a three-chord song.  I thought so.

*Okay, so here's the story.  My family has a tradition of holding summer reunions that started back in the 50s (several years before I was born).  In the olden days, and up until I was a young teenager, this involved camping.  As time went by we drifted more toward non-camping settings, but still someplace where we could all gather and have places to sleep on site for like 3 days and 2 nights.  We have also had the tradition of family members bringing musical instruments (usually that means guitars)** and having sing-alongs on those nights.  I guess it started with a great-uncle of mine who would open-tune his guitar and strum with it lying in his lap while chording it with the back of his pocket knife.  Later his son also brought his guitar (he played it in the traditional way), and a couple of my other cousins also played guitar well enough to get by in these little sing-along things.  Still later, when I was an older teenager, some other relative--I have no idea how I was related to him--brought his gear.  Now, this guy was I guess what you could call a semi-pro.  He didn't make a living playing music, but he did do paid gigs in country dance halls and so forth.  So, he actually had amplifiers and sang into a microphone.  By which I mean, he was loud, and his performance was hard to escape or ignore.  Myself and three of my cousins would get as far away from him as we could and play 42 late into the morning, but there was no getting out of earshot of him.  He wasn't bad--he was actually quite good--but the problem was, he kept playing "Fraulein" over and over.  I mean he would play it four or five times a night.  I guess he didn't have a very big repertoire.  We got so sick of hearing that d*** song and we took to calling him "The Fraulein Guy."  So I'm hoping to be able to bang it out at the next reunion just so I can see the looks on my cousins faces.  As years went by, the people who played guitar stopped coming to the reunions, or died, and nobody does it anymore.

**One year, an in-law of mine who plays sax brought his horn and a CD of backing music to play with, kind of like saxophone karaoke.  I sat there and listened to the whole thing and thoroughly enjoyed it, but he only did it that one time.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Good article at What If?

I really liked this post so I thought I'd share it.  (Albatross, you would probably be interested in this.)

Interplanetary Cessna at What If?
But I've never seen the Icarus story as a lesson about the limitations of humans. I see it as a lesson about the limitations of wax as an adhesive. The cold of Titan is just an engineering problem. With the right refitting, and the right heat sources, a Cessna 172 could fly on Titan—and so could we.
Yep.  I began reading the Greek myths at a very young age because our elementary library had some juvenile versions, and I think it was my second grade teacher who asked me about this.  I had asked her about the correct pronunciation of some of the names (DEE-da-lus?  DAY-da-lus?  EYE-ka-rus?  ICK-ah-rus?) and she asked me what I thought that story was teaching.  I told her, "That he should've used something better than wax to glue the feathers together."

Monday, January 28, 2013

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Pi*z*z*a

This interested me:  10 Totally Random Facts, part 2 at Today I Found Out.  Particularly, the one about calculating the volume of a pizza.

I think I related once before about a guy who called in to order a delivery back in the olden days when I worked at a pizza restaurant.  He asked me how much bigger a large was than a medium, so I told him a medium was 12 inches across and a large was 15 inches.  "Okay," he said, "but how much bigger is it?"  So I used the calculator we always had by the phones to add up prices with, and quickly calculated the different in area--I don't remember what it was now--and told him how much bigger the large was in square inches.  "So it's bigger?" He asked again.  "Yes," I told him, and he decided to order the large.  I wish I had remembered the formula for calculating the volume of a cylinder back then.  I could have really screwed with him:  "But if you order a large deep dish, it would be..."

That article is also interesting for the story of the Japanese soldier who kept fighting the war (WWII, that is) for 29 years after the war ended.  Just like that one guy on Gilligan's Island.

Friday, January 25, 2013

Very brief ukulele update

Still working on smooth transitions between chords, still have a ways to go.  But I can feel that the tips of my fretting fingers are toughening up.  I guess that's something.

Friday, January 18, 2013

A couple of Pat Benatar covers

As has already been made clear, I enjoy listening to cover versions of songs.  I'll often spend time on YouTube just finding as many different versions of some song as I can and listening to them all.  I also like listening to the Coverville podcast.  Last Thursday it was a Pat Benatar podcast in honor of her 60th birthday.  That's where I heard this jazzy version of "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" by Isabel Rose that I really like.  That picture of her is terrible; her legs are obviously photoshopped, and badly.  She does lots of jazzy big-band covers of pop songs as well as more traditional jazz standards.  For example, you can find videos of her doing "Aquarius" which is kind of goofy but shows you lots of shots of her legs, and a live performance of her doing "I Need a New Drug" by Huey Lewis.  Anyway, I now prefer this one to Benatar's version.


And as long as I'm on the topic, Benatar's big hit "Shadows of the Night" was itself a cover. Here's the original.


So that was from 1980. Quite different from the Benatar cover, since Byron was a more Dylanesque singer-songwriter who punctuated his instrumental breaks with a harmonica. Benatar's 1982 version was actually an almost carbon-copy of a 1981 version by Rachel Sweet.


I think the big difference here is the record label. Pat Benatar was signed to a real label (Chrysalis), with a real budget, who could produce an album cover that made her look crazy-yet-sexy (an always killer combination), and who could produce a real video with actual actors in it (Judge Reinhold and Bill Paxton). Rachel Sweet's album cover (from Stiff Records, whoever they were), on the other hand, made her look like a homeless heroin junkie. Too bad. Google her or check Wikipedia to see much better photos of her (the mugshot isn't her, it's someone with the same name). Sweet's version of the song has a tenor sax solo for the instrumental break, instead of a guitar. She gets extra points for that in my book.

Trivia: Pat Benatar's "Shadows of the Night" was the second video to ever be played on MTV.

P.S.  This isn't meant to be a bash against Pat Benatar.  I still like her, and a few of her hits are on my big playlist.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

X Minus 1

X Minus 1 was an old sci-fi radio show from the 1950s.  As I've said before, I like listening to old radio shows sometimes during my commute home in the afternoon, so I thought I'd give this one a try.  It's from the days of "vintage" sci-fi, of course, back when it was still safe for writers to speculate that Mars (or Venus) could be habitable by humans, and I still enjoy reading stories like that.  Anyway, so far I've listened to the first four plus the sixth one--the fifth one had a download problem and I've just re-downloaded it.  I've recognized two of the stories as chapters from The Martian Chronicles; the others were by authors I'd never heard of but were still good stories, and of course these are dramatized and not just a straight reading.  So if you're ever in the mood for such a thing, I recommend it.  Each one runs about 30 minutes.  Each show also includes information from the announcer on who acted in it and who wrote it.  It was produced by NBC, and the announcer is Don Pardo, although I must say that I did not recognize his voice just from having heard him on Saturday Night Live.

You can download a whole bunch of these shows at The Internet Archive, here.

I also found an old radio show version of The Foundation Trilogy, but I haven't listened to it yet.  It was a BBC Radio production, and the comments about it are, shall we say, "mixed."  But here's the link, if you're interested.

But definitely check out X Minus 1.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Another group to add to my list

I was looking up and listening to a bunch of different versions of "Scarborough Fair" the other day, and I came across this.  I like it.  The Gothard Sisters.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

My Christmas-money gift


A ukulele.  I did some internet research on some uke discussion forums to find out what the best one would be that I could get for $100 or less, and the consensus was the Makala.  I got this one for $70, and it came with a gig bag and a pitch pipe, although I didn't really need the pitch pipe.  I read several recommendations to upgrade the strings on it, though, so I will probably do that eventually.

I've been practicing with it some every day, until my left hand gets tired and starts cramping, and I am happy to report that I can tell I am making progress with it, although I'm sure it will be a long time before I can claim to actually be able to play it.

Of course this is a soprano uke, the smallest one, but based on my progress with it so far, I can already foresee the day when I will be looking for a larger tenor uke.

Thanks to YouTube I've been able to find lots of great video lessons to watch and get some actual instruction with it.  I've also been busily hunting down the chords of songs that I want to build into my repertoire someday.  I already have the ability and quite a bit of experience from my past musical experience/education in figuring out chords by ear, so I've had to tweak a couple of them to get them to sound right, but still it's a lot easier when someone else has already done most of the work.  A couple of them I've had to completely transpose because they were pitched too far wrong for my voice, but that's no big deal, either.  Here's a list of songs I've hunted down and begun playing around with so far.

All My Tears (I'm most familiar with the Emmylou Harris version, but she didn't write it)
Blitzkrieg Bop (there is actually a ukulele tab for this available on the internet)
Boat on the River (an old Styx song from Cornerstone written by Tommy Shaw)
Cool Water (the old cowboy song most famously recorded by Sons of the Pioneers)
I Washed My Face in the Morning Dew (Tom T. Hall)
Orphan Girl (same as All My Tears)
Scarborough Fair (but more the traditional version than the famous Simon & Garfunkel version)
Streets of Laredo (another old cowboy song; I'm most familiar with the Don Edwards version)
That's How I Got to Memphis (Tom T. Hall)
Watermelon Wine (Tom T. Hall)
Whoopi Ti Yi Yo (same as Streets of Laredo)
Angel Band (an old folk/gospel song that has been covered by numerous bluegrass and country artists)
Good Ole Boys Like Me (Don Williams)
Rank Stranger (same as Angel Band)
Downbound Train (Springsteen)
The L&N Don't Stop Here Anymore (Jean Ritchie, but covered by numerous country/folk artists)
Angel from Montgomery (John Prine, but also covered by Bonnie Raitt)
Hallelujah (by Leonard Cohen but covered by others, notably John Cale for the movie Shrek)

I've also been practicing 12-bar blues in A and 8-bar blues in C that I learned from a couple of videos.

So far, it has been a lot of work but also a lot of fun.  I hope someday to be able to claim that I can really play it.

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Tuesday, January 08, 2013

A couple of funny things

I just started watching a BBC4 show called The IT Crowd via Netflix streaming.  It's from the creators of Father Ted and Black Books.  I've seen both of those series also, and The IT Crowd is most definitely the funniest of the three.  It's about two socially awkward IT techs who work in the basement of a large corporation and their supervisor who managed to bluff her way into her position in spite of knowing nothing about information technology.  So it's sort of an office-humor kind of show, but it's also about the two tech nerds trying to interface with normal society.  One of the nerds was formerly on Garth Marengi's Darkplace, which I blogged about a few years ago when it was airing on Cartoon Network's adult swim block.  It just constantly cracks me up, and I highly recommend it.

The other thing was my daughter's joke the other day.  She likes puns.  I mean, she really likes them.  I don't hate puns, in fact, I enjoy them.  The only thing I don't like about them is that I rarely can come up with an original one myself.  So we were coming home, myself, my daughter and my son, when she began laughing and telling this joke.  She progressively laughed harder and harder so that she was barely able to finish it.  She said, "Why was...(gasp)...six...(choke)...afraid of...(laugh, gasp)...seven?"

My son and I both thought we'd heard this lame pun before, and he quickly answered, "Because seven eight nine."

My daughter, still laughing so hard she could hardly talk, said, "No...because...(gasp)...seven was...a...registered....six offender!"  And then she collapsed helplessly in a paroxysm of uncontrollable mirth.

It still makes me laugh, remembering it.  Not because it was especially funny, but because she was laughing so hard.  Thank goodness they both have a decent sense of humor.

Say it ain't so, Bob



Tuesday, January 01, 2013

Weekend/year-end update

Well, we didn't have any year-end celebrations here, although my son did pop some firecrackers with a friend down the road.  I, as usual, simply went to sleep.

Our Christmas was good this year, as it usually is.  I got my son the Lego set of "The Unexpected Party," which is basically just Bilbo's house.  I was pleased that when we were in Wal-Mart just before the big day, he saw it on the shelf and gave me a puppy-dog-eyes look.  By that time I had already bought it so I knew his day would be a good one.  He also got a couple of new Wii games.

My daughter picked out several room decor type items as a flea market several days before Christmas, and said that she didn't want anything else.  She got something else anyway--primarily, she got her ears pierced and a few pairs of earrings.

When my wife asked me what I wanted, I just said, how about a coffee grinder.  For some time now I've been wanting to try grinding my own coffee and becoming a coffee snob.  Later she told me that she had already gotten one for me before I even asked.

My wife's main gift was an electric pressure cooker.  She prefers practical gifts.

From parents and in-laws I received that most basic of gifts:  cold hard cash.  I was told by one of them that I had to spend it on something I wouldn't have bought for myself otherwise, so I did.  I ordered it last week and expect it to arrive this Friday.  I won't say what it is right now, but it will require that I spend less time at the computer and engage in something more productive.  If I make any decent progress with it, I'll talk about it again some other time.

We watched a couple of classic 80s movies recently.  My son had been bugging me that he wanted to see Ferris Bueller's Day Off.  I don't know where/how he heard of it, but I got the DVD from Netflix and he enjoyed it.  Then we watched another one that I consider a great--or at least, good--forgotten movie of the 80s:  My Science Project.  I think it was a lesser-known movie because it came out about the same time as Weird Science, which was more famous and sort of eclipsed it.  I remember discussing this back in the mid-80s with some friends and co-workers, and we all thought it was better than Weird Science.  Or we liked it more, anyway.  It didn't have any brat-packers in it, mostly it was little-known actors who became character actors later on, plus some people who were already "that guy"* character actors at the time (like Barry Corbin).  Also it had Dennis Hopper as the wacky science teacher.  My son's verdict was that he liked it, so that's all I need to know.

I was disappointed today when I found that Farscape had been removed from Netflix's streaming service, although the DVDs can still be rented.  I was right in the middle of watching it.  That was a show that I had watched back when it was on Sci-Fi, but I hadn't seen every episode.  I wish Netflix would say when a show is going to be removed ahead of time.  I've been cut off right in the middle of several different series' and it's always a bummer.  Such as Sanctuary, Dexter, Full Metal Panic, Third Rock from the Sun, News Radio, and that Conan series from the 90s.  To this day, every time I see Danny Woodburn, I exclaim, "Otli!"




*One of those people who, when you see him, you say, "oh, that guy."