April 4, 2015

I-Phone 6. Thinking of getting one. I use my work blackberry and the way it is contracted, I can use it for personal stuff. Yet, no privacy. Coming into some money shortly, so I think I'll buy one and pay off the kid's I-Phones. I believe I can then add it to their plan and my bill will be smaller than what I currently pay. I should have no learning curve since i have an I-Pad Mini. The camera with a flash, which is not there with the i-Pad, is a big attraction.



Final Four tonight. Rooting for Wisconsin and Michigan State, expecting wins from Duke and Kentucky.



Normcore ! A fashion trend includes Mom Jeans.



Daffodils in the sun.



Well, it has been 50 years, first a NYT article, and now the original New Yorker piece by John McPhee.

April 6, 2013

Great reunion last night of the 1972-73 Championship. Harthorne Nathaniel Wingo, # 43, was there too. Best 3rd Quarter I have seen for the current Knicks.



Final Four tonight. The only team left from my picks is Louisville. Rooting for them and Syracuse. Swan song for the Big East.

This will be my first year in about twenty years where I am not downtown for my Anniversary (it always coincided with the Final Four.) Can't go by myself.



Dafodils.



Marquis de Lafayette in the sun. Swordfish for dinner tonight.

March 27, 2011

The American Cancer Society Daffodil Days always has my participation.

"Daffodils" (1804)

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).



Alexandra Horowitz has some cool Dog Science insights. Video is from AOL Splash page.

March 21, 2009

Every year I get Daffodils from the American Cancer Society.

Wordsworth always comes to mind:

"Daffodils" (1804)

I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).



When the Forsythias bloom, that is when I know
Spring has arrived.