Monday, October 14, 2024

There Stands the Glass

There stands the glass
That will ease all my pain
That will settle my brain
It's my first one today

There stands the glass
That will hide all my tears
That will drown all my fears
Brother, I'm on my way

There stands the glass
Fill it up to the brim
Till my troubles grow dim
It's my first one today
      ~ Webb Pierce

By Professor Batty


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Friday, October 11, 2024

Resolution

What once took a specialized view camera and a large sheet of expensive film has been supplanted by AI.

In the past 8 months, many of the images seen here on FITK have been enhanced by the Topaz AI image processing program. Not for any fantasy visions but, rather, to refine the images by bringing out detail and overcoming limitations of optics and sensors. It allows a small, inexpensive camera to do studio quality work with a simple hand-held snapshot.

Click to embiggen, then click again. For a web image the amount of detail is astonishing.

By Professor Batty


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Wednesday, October 09, 2024

20 Years Ago on FITK

Snow White
In the shadow of Snæfellsjökull (a glacier on a volganic mountain in Western Iceland) is a humble church and a small graveyard.

The graveyard is in a small pasture-like area, with a surface of boggy turf, surrounded by a low stone fence. The church is covered in corrugated metal, as are most small buildings in this nearly treeless country. This is not an old church, the graveyard is nearly empty, but there are a few stones and markers. One grave is defined by a white wooden frame. Lining the frame is a bed of white gravel, a rarity in this black lava-dominated country. There are a few small pots with plastic flowers nestled in the gravel, and a metal trough in the shape of a cross in the center filled with live plants, now dormant. An upright white cross with a brass plaque tells the name and the dates of birth and death of the body residing here: an older woman who had lived a full life in this isolated community. The sting of death is eased somewhat by the decorations on the site.

Small brightly colored figures of the seven dwarfs (Disney version) had been placed there (no doubt by her loving grandchildren) in this lonely and desolate place.

By Professor Batty


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Monday, October 07, 2024

Adventures in Fine Woodworking

Two recent projects of Professor Batty’s via the Flippist Home Workshop:
The table pictured above was a Craigslist find.

The woman who owned it had a garage full projects she had given up on, and she needed the space in her garage to store her car in the upcoming winter. It had some ‘issues.’ It had the usual problems that most old furniture seems to acquire: A broken leg, a ruined table top (made of warped t&g oak - almost impossible to rejoin); and a murky and mottled dark finish that may have been over-coated at some point in the past.

I completely disassembled the piece, glued, sanded and refinished where necessary. The top was replaced with a similar oak piece that I had found on a Craigslist ‘free’ ad. That item had been a dining table which had been chopped down to make a very large and awkward coffee table. I took off half of the top and it matched the table exactly: wood, color and size. When I had finished it I sent a pic of the completed project to the woman I had bought it from and she replied:
That looks FANTASTIC! The wood is absolutely beautiful. I never considered putting a different top on it, but that was clearly the right option for this table. Excellent work, I'm so glad you found it and decided to give the little table another chance at life. You are awesome. :) And thank you for sharing! I really do appreciate it.
And I really appreciated her reply!

Recently, I had acquired about 100 pounds of various hardwoods—the kinds and shapes usually used for turning bowls.

I already had envisioned a winter project involving wooden mosaics, so this trove of exotic woods was a great find.

A few of the pieces, however, were just a little too much for me to handle so I made one of those chunks into the top of a 18" stool (pictured at right.)

Its stumpy feet were re-purposed from the same coffee table!

A little overbuilt, perhaps?

I used the other half of the coffee table top to fix a computer desk I had (with a glass top*) and it fit perfectly as well.


*Tip: NEVER GET A GLASS TOPPED DESK!

By Professor Batty


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Friday, October 04, 2024

Night Life

All the people, just like you and me
Everybody is dreaming, dreaming about how it used to be
Night life, oh it ain’t no good life
Ay, but it’s my life


~ Willie Nelson

By Professor Batty


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Wednesday, October 02, 2024

20 Years Ago on FITK

Full of Sap

I am sappy.

I’ll admit it. I cry at hokey movies. I smile at little children. I try not to write mean, scathing posts on my blog. There is plenty enough of that, especially in an election year.

In his recent (Sept 29, 2004) column, Blogged down in Web fantasy, Minneapolis Star-Tribune columnist Nick Coleman trashes bloggers.

Repeatedly.

Indiscriminately.

Now I know that Nick is writing about irresponsible political sites. (The old fashioned word for those people is LIARS). But Nick’s repeated use of the word “bloggers” in a derogatory fashion is mean. It is unfair. It shows how out of touch Nick is with what is a new, still changing phenomenon. Do you want to know what someone in Korea, Iceland, Kenya or Baghdad is thinking? You won’t find it in his newspaper. You won’t find it on television. You could find it in a blog. Sure, most blogs are dumb, mundane and silly. But most bloggers are sincere, and if you can put up with less-than-perfect English, you might actually learn something about other people in the world. The ability to receive the thoughts of ordinary people around the world, almost immediately and exchange ideas with these people is an absolute revolution in human consciousness.

Blogging is far from perfect, but has such potential that it should not be dismissed in such a cavalier fashion. So I will continue to write my hopeful, naive, sappy blog. If I am a fool for this - so be it. Tap me for syrup and serve me on pancakes. But if this world is to ever get any better, it won’t be because of a war of guns, or even a war of words. It will be because people can honestly communicate with each other.

By Professor Batty

2 Comments:

Blogger Comica said…

Hehe, I apologize for the frankness of my own blog, and you don't have to put me back up again if you don't want to, I just found it amusing that you took me off. I am very much a sap also.

P.S. Aren't blogs amazing? They remind me of the infamous Group Hug website, although they're not so anonymous as that. I try to be as bluntly honest as possible merely because I don't want to add fluff. My life isn't rated “G” anymore, so if anyone happens to stumble on my journal, I want them to know everything. Why? Because I’m insane, I suppose.

P.S.S. Your gift for words gives me a little “lift” each day. You’re a master of rhetoric, and I hope to read your journal long after I graduate from college! :)

Blogger Professor Batty said... I knew your innocence was past when you wrote about “needing more quarters” for the kiddie horsey ride. Perhaps your frankness is for the best - I’ll stand back and watch the fireworks. Not in a prurient way, just in awe of the fury of Goddess Unleashed. :-o

By Professor Batty


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Monday, September 30, 2024

Horse Play

Middleton, Wisconsin, circa 1990

This is a vanished rural scene, this picture was taken on the outskirts of Madison Wisconsin.

It’s in an area that has since been thoroughly developed with McMansions and strip malls.

By Professor Batty


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Friday, September 27, 2024

Love, Sin and Time



I hope it wasn’t too great a shock.
We’ve had some good times, its true.
You’ve been more than generous with love,
Our love, sin and time. Our love, sin and time.

This season now it is through
I couldn’t love you any more, dear
Than I already had, with
My love, sin and time. My love, sin and time.

The time we spent together was no sin.
But that kind of knowledge has a limit.
That border now it has been breached,
Of love, sin and time. Our love, sin and time.

In another world, or in a different time,
These regrets wouldn’t have to have said.
But we live in this world now—and in its time.
Love, sin and time. Our love, sin and time.

Ever since that day, that day that I met you,
I knew that I would never forget you and
Our times of love, of sin, of time, oh yes!
Our love, sin and time. Our love, sin and time.

By Professor Batty


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Wednesday, September 25, 2024

20 Years Ago on FITK

Diet Plan

When I was in my early twenties, Uncle Sam thought it would be a good idea if I joined in the quest to make the world safe for democracy. I didn't agree. My draft number was 88, I needed a plan. At my height (6’0”) if I weighed less than 127 lbs. I could get a deferment. So I dieted. Every day, for three weeks. I ate the following every day:

1 can of water-pack tuna.
2 slices lo-carb bread (it had sawdust in it!)
1 can of green beans
8 oz of unsweetened yogurt
1 small apple, or carrot
2 multivitamins

I ran five miles a day.
I went to school and worked a part-time job.
I ate about 500 calories a day.
I lost 20 pounds, getting down to 118.

When I was thin, I discovered that I had acquired a new state of mind, one with a sense of serenity, a sense of self-control.

I can now understand how “Anas” (Anorexics) can really get into being thin. If you have had little control in your life being able to have some sense of power is extremely gratifying. What I started to lack after a few weeks of dieting was a sense of perspective. It was all me, all the time, all in my little head. When the other voices started in my head, I knew it was time to stop.

I didn’t have a continuing problem with my weight, I had a short-term problem and I successfully dealt with it. I dieted twice and then the draft was over. I had managed to stick to my diet, keep my health, and also gain some insight.

Why is it that it is impossible for most anas to do this? There is some self-loathing element present that I don’t understand. Anorexia is a noxious weed which has taken root and cannot be easily removed.

By Professor Batty


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Monday, September 23, 2024

1212 Cass Street

A little-known Prairie School masterpiece in La Crosse, Wisconsin.

My late sister and her husband owned this property for several years in the late 90s. It was was inspired by Frank Lloyd Wright’s work and designed by Otto Merman:
“Designed by Otto Merman in 1917 for industrialist Philo Gelatt, this La Crosse residence embodies the marked characteristics of the Prairie Style. Asymmetrical in plan, this two story house is constructed largely of brick and is topped by a low-pitch hip roof with broad overhanging eaves. The east end terminates in a polygonal bay with brick piers, while a one story, hip roof wing extends from each of the north and south walls. Horizontal lines delineate all facades with the aid of contrasting wood trim and horizontal bands of windows with continuous masonry sills; furthermore, there is a broad, flat chimney with a masonry cap. A slightly projecting entrance features geometric-design, tall casement windows and door--hallmarks of the Wrightian-derived style. Located on the grounds are an in-ground swimming pool and a garage/garden house structure.” ~ Wisconsin Historical Society
Stately and majestic, it was part of a neighborhood of similar homes. La Crosse has the greatest number of Prairie School houses in any city, but no Frank Lloyd Wright designs.
It was a comfortable place for entertaining, the rooms were spacious, the fireplace inviting:
The second floor Master bedroom suite had a magnificent view:
The house was at its dramatic best after nightfall:
Recent owners have permanently blurred-out the house in Google Street View:
But… you can watch this video tour of 1212 Cass from the last time it was sold.

By Professor Batty


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