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Word of the Week

pettifogging: adjective
insignificant; petty:
pettifogging details.
dishonest or unethical in insignificant matters; meanly petty.

It has a ring to it and pettifogging sounds like its meaning.

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Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge

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old music thing, Dawes House

Each week Cee challenges bloggers to share black and white photos based on a theme. This week we’re challenged to share photos of things made of wood. What will you share?

wood art - carving

Australia

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Gramophone, Dawes House, Evanston, Ill

For more black and white photos from this week’s theme click here.

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Poem of the Week

Summer Images

By John Clare

Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned,
Precedence takes of rosy fingered Spring;
And laughing Joy, with wild flowers prank’d, and crown’d,
A wild and giddy thing,
And Health robust, from every care unbound,
Come on the zephyr’s wing,
And cheer the toiling clown.

Happy as holiday-enjoying face,
Loud tongued, and “merry as a marriage bell,”
Thy lightsome step sheds joy in every place;
And where the troubled dwell,
Thy witching charms wean them of half their cares;
And from thy sunny spell,
They greet joy unawares.

Then with thy sultry locks all loose and rude,
And mantle laced with gems of garish light,
Come as of wont; for I would fain intrude,
And in the world’s despite,
Share the rude wealth that thy own heart beguiles;
If haply so I might
Win pleasure from thy smiles.

Me not the noise of brawling pleasure cheers,
In nightly revels or in city streets;
But joys which soothe, and not distract the ears,
That one at leisure meets
In the green woods, and meadows summer-shorn,
Or fields, where bee-fly greets
The ear with mellow horn.

The green-swathed grasshopper, on treble pipe,
Sings there, and dances, in mad-hearted pranks;
There bees go courting every flower that’s ripe,
On baulks and sunny banks;
And droning dragon-fly, on rude bassoon,
Attempts to give God thanks
In no discordant tune.

The speckled thrush, by self-delight embued,
There sings unto himself for joy’s amends,
And drinks the honey dew of solitude.
There Happiness attends
With inbred Joy until the heart o’erflow,
Of which the world’s rude friends,
Nought heeding, nothing know.

There the gay river, laughing as it goes,
Plashes with easy wave its flaggy sides,
And to the calm of heart, in calmness shows
What pleasure there abides,
To trace its sedgy banks, from trouble free:
Spots Solitude provides
To muse, and happy be.

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Rusty Knife

57760-the-rusty-knife-0-230-0-345-cropPart of a collection of Japanese noir films, Rusty Knife (1958) packs a punch. A relentless D.A. won’t give up on getting justice for a murder that was wrongly categorized as a suicide. He hunts down two reformed gangsters, who witnessed the murder as other yakuza (Japanese mobsters) killed a city official. One of the witnesses now owns a bar and has turned over a new leaf. However, the guilty and anger towards these gangsters who brutally raped and murdered his true love. As the D.A. urges him, the reformed gangster pursues the yakuza and seeks revenge.

The emotions run high and the plot has some great fight scenes. The plot offers plenty of surprises. I recommend this film and would certainly watch more of director Toshio Masuda’s films.

Weekend Coffee Share

wordswag_15073188796611453091488Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some time catching up with friends (old and new)!

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that there’s been a lot of drama at work. Last week two community listening sessions were held to hear what our patrons wanted in a renovation of the smaller library in our district. The sessions were well attended but people didn’t want to talk about the building. They came to find out why 33% of the staff has left in less than a year. They miss the small town, high quality service they got when most of the library staff knew them. Stay tuned for more details on that.

The weather’s been perfect, rain in the early mornings or at night, temperatures in the 80s and blue skies. It’s a perfect August so far.

I’m really enjoying my census job, which allows me to meet lots of new people. Right now we’re training the listers so I’m tapping into my teaching skills.

There’s a big misunderstanding with the full time job offer I’ve gotten. First I was offered a job, but didn’t get to see the salary. Finally I asked for an offer letter and was told I’d make $9,000 dollars less than a young employee who just has a high school diploma and far fewer years of work experience. I said no to that. Then they discovered that they’d been paying me $2/ hour less than they should have. I’ll get this money soon. Then I was given a small improvement on the first offer, but they still are paying less than the woman with the high school diploma. They seriously don’t understand what an affront that is, not just to me but to all of us with a college degree.

I saw a Japanese noir film called Rusty Knife that was packed with action. I’ll post a review soon. I’ve started listening to The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, a master by Alan Bradley. The narrator is super charming, on the verge of almost being too charming, but it’s a fun listen so far.

 

Overjoyed!

I completed the final for my University of the People computer class. While I liked the class in the beginning, the assignments were so time-consuming and we didn’t see enough examples or have access to a teacher to answer questions promptly as much as I’d like. I often spent 20 to 24 hours a week on the assignments. It’s a sober reminder of the stresses students feel.

Saturday Sculpture

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Abe in Springfield, IL 

It’s Sunday again, but it’ll take time to get into the habit of this wonderful challenge. Saturday Sculpture is hosted by the Mind over Memory’s chasingmemory.

What you need to do is:

This sounds like a fun challenge.