Thursday, July 14, 2005

Here are a few things I've been thinking about lately:

Engineers do have God like qualities.
I think I've figured out why all the engineers I've met have a god complex. Yesterday I watched a television show called Engineering disasters. It was on Fox, sandwiched between "When Good Animals Go Bad" and some random reality show. Natural Gas explosions in Cleveland: 120 or so dead, Valve failures in Bhopal: 3,000+ intially dead, the Hyatt St Louis walkway collapse: 27 dead, and sewer failures in Atlanta:10(?) dead. When engineers fuck up, they kill hundreds or thousands. Damn megalomaniacs.

A Painter's painter
I went to a lecture of local renowned artist, Daniel Sprick. No doubt, he's a deft painter. Unfortunately what I had mistaken as an encrypt series of complex symbols and meanings were incidental to his meditative explorations into the sublime properties of light.

I still think he's playing with a deconstructionist notions of still life.

Or he it could be just an accident. He went to the National Academy of Design, a factory of illustrators.

He quoted one of his main inspirations was the 19th century bourgeoisie painter John Singer Sargent. Interestingly Sargent has a monopoly on cover of Henry James novels. Both Sprick and James chew more then they bite off.

I watched a movie on the life of Mangus Hischfeld, the "Einstein of Sex." I thought movies in German were better then this.
After viewing, I was inspired by the movie I want to the net to search for antique sex toys. Apparently a few may be ending up on the black market

I'm fascinated that a 200 year old pseudoscience has gone digital. The 18th century practice of physiognomy is now revised for 21 century users. A misguided taxonomically approach to understanding human personality, physiognomy uses facial features (unlike phrenology which used the bump on one's head) and attribute traits like honesty, loyalty, intellect and friendliness to the shape of one's nose, the space between eye and brow, or the apparent redness of the cheeks.

Yuk
I used to be a fan of fish sticks. However, haven't had them in a long time. After eating them for breakfast today, I think I may start a fish stick protest.




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3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

I prefer modern sex toys, if I were to use any. Who knows what those people did with them way back when.

Thursday, July 14, 2005  
Blogger SuperKate said...

They sell dildos (or at least large phallic representations) at the market on top of the Monkey Temple in Kathmandu. For some reason I can't remember that seemed relevant.

I agree with you on the fish stick thing. I haven't been able to tolerate the things since we named one of Airn's fish (a dojo loach) "Fish Stick." We he/she/it died it was suggested that the final burial be in the freezer...

Thursday, July 14, 2005  
Blogger Unknown said...

Did you buy a holy dildo? And one for Chipper?

Friday, July 15, 2005  

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