Sunday, July 14, 2024

VISITING TALL STICK

The more advanced a creature is, the more it has curiosity and the ability to self-doubt. Corvids versus chickens, for instance. Or normal humans versus Republicans. It is virtually impossible for a Republican to question its place in the universe or be beset by existential angst. Precisely like Marjorie Taylor Greene. Or Dingus McBoebert. Q.E.D.

I am seldom plagued by self-doubt. Despite the fact that I should be the Sheldon Cooper or Leonard Hofstadter of that field. Instead, corvid-like, I gloat over shiny things I've found.


Yesterday was very good in that regards. I arranged an off-day from work to go to the clay and glass festival in Palo Alto, and came back with nice things. Which will improve my life and Jesus-like inspire a glow of well-being and bliss.

Gloat, gloat, gloat, gloat, gloat.

Palo Alto, as probably everyone knows, is in the mosquito-borne diseases zone. West Nile has occured there. People have lemon trees and rattle snakes in their yards. It's a lovely part of the world, filled with academics and engineering smarty-pants.
The last named category are avid tool-users.

Probably accounts for the popularity of tactile art. Touchy-feely things.
Crows and ravens, as is well-known, are extremely fond of aesthetically satisfying ceramics of excellent proportion and with an intellectually interesting glaze. They line their nests with such items, turning a commonplace aggregation of sticks, grasses, and chance found fur tufts, into veritable museums of good taste.

Their treasures neatly arranged on cunningly made shelves.
Nature's little engineers and art collectors.
Remarkable plumage.
Stunning!



Years ago I worked in that part of the world at a computer company, known to some of us as 'Fong, Wong, and Bong, Incorporated'. Because the founder wasn't wearing his reading glasses when he filed the legal papers. Once a year I revisit that area.



==========================================================================
NOTE: Readers may contact me directly:
LETTER BOX.
All correspondence will be kept in confidence.
==========================================================================

No comments:

Search This Blog

A DUMPSTER FIRE OF TWITTERY

Often while at work I get to hear the sour old dingbats in the backroom spouting Republican drivel and venom. Which does not leave me positi...