tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.comments2023-03-23T10:16:17.373+09:00musings of the red-headed zombiesGlenn Ostlundhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06503899547460015163noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-76259356574995633842011-02-10T06:27:55.866+09:002011-02-10T06:27:55.866+09:00This comment has been removed by the author.Linda Abelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17803857297284042552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-11759072834193495292010-10-24T21:03:17.975+09:002010-10-24T21:03:17.975+09:00Before conducting any psychic reading in practice,...Before conducting any psychic reading in practice, the reader will attempt to elicit cooperation from the subject concerned. It is the talent of the psychic reader to make the subject convinced about the united exploration of the vague scene and its meaning that comes to the psychical plane of the reader.Clairvoyanthttp://www.serenity.us.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-67548235832809601512010-06-17T16:31:03.212+09:002010-06-17T16:31:03.212+09:00Love that picture of you in your baptismal gear! N...Love that picture of you in your baptismal gear! Nice to see a face with the interview.<br />Cheers,<br />Rich aka NightAvatarRichard of Norwayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14817764374796282647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-201150644910708242010-06-15T08:59:19.333+09:002010-06-15T08:59:19.333+09:00Wow! I can completely understand how a woman coul...Wow! I can completely understand how a woman could fall head over heals for the rainbow man.....Debbie Perezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13421673774714515831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-56141864325623942472010-05-14T02:22:57.984+09:002010-05-14T02:22:57.984+09:00I made it all the way to the 3 min mark. Can you ...I made it all the way to the 3 min mark. Can you add an angry looking picture of me to the scorn part? I feel left out.The Begleyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01979824890252473642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-45836551676672159112010-05-13T02:39:54.331+09:002010-05-13T02:39:54.331+09:00My that's a long song. How many times do you s...My that's a long song. How many times do you suppose he says "rainbows"? <br />Good job with all the pics. My fav. was the inside your soul one.- Maybe that's why people are afraid of "recruiting".<br /><br />OOooo Ooooo Ooooo Ooooo- Oh, Thank you Mom!<br /><br />More!!!! I want more!!!! Sculptures Hands PLEASE!!!Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02662800563984539266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-61866090789832062872010-02-09T18:06:34.005+09:002010-02-09T18:06:34.005+09:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-15470004920427277422008-08-12T07:37:00.000+09:002008-08-12T07:37:00.000+09:00Very interesting reading the comments. As a kid, ...Very interesting reading the comments. As a kid, I never liked this story either. It always bothered me that the boy was so selfish. But I liked what the anonymous writer said. I always thought it was a metaphor for Jesus, and it bothered me of the boys' selfishness. But, thinking of it through a parents' eyes, I can see it differently. We do give and give and ask nothing in return. So, now I have to think, was I a selfish child, or am I still a selfish child? And I need to make sure I'm teaching my children to be giving. It might pay back one day when I'm a stump. :)Kristine Van Buskirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02403054779907235165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-1248272466559574222008-08-10T06:28:00.000+09:002008-08-10T06:28:00.000+09:00I don't know what's not to like... I am the giving...I don't know what's not to like... I am the giving tree... I give and give and give until there is nothing left. Don't you feel sorry for me?... ha!<BR/><BR/>I like Shel... I think he has more behind the story than what it may seem to say. I think he is mocking a thing or two.<BR/><BR/>Give said the little stream.Mad Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12759997012978031213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-86124988549282237652008-08-10T06:25:00.000+09:002008-08-10T06:25:00.000+09:00Okay, out of all of the Bart Davenport songs... th...Okay, out of all of the Bart Davenport songs... this one is my favorite... and I DON'T think he is ugly.... just super cool. <BR/><BR/>Bart can rock.Mad Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12759997012978031213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-43810958204961007012008-08-09T13:10:00.000+09:002008-08-09T13:10:00.000+09:00In a "Forrest Gump-ian" twist, it came out in the ...In a "Forrest Gump-ian" twist, it came out in the late 80's that William Campbell was in fact a agent for MI6, that apparently went rogue... It appears his likeness can be seen on the grassy knoll in Dallas (if the contrast of the shadows is manipulated just right it's obviously his profile!!!), then, it came out, Sirhan-Sirhan had a roommate years before named, Wilhelm Campfle (a German derivative?) Also, it's rumored that Woodward and Bernstein were often seen meeting an obscure government file clerk (GS7 rating...), named Bill Canfield. (Deep Throat? Hum.). And recently, at Sotheby's London, the original lyric sheet of "Sympathy for the devil" had corrections that reflected the original title, "Sympathy for W.C." Both Mick Jagger, and Keith Richards when asked to comment simply said it was some "bloke" they met at a pub in Queensgate, who had a strange complexion. Although, records indicate Dr. Timothy Leery also frequented the same pub during the same period... An anonymous bidder won that piece for over 100,00 euros. This of course should all be read in your own mind, while channeling "Cliff Clayvern" stating one of his little known facts-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-61422860721182681942008-08-08T14:12:00.000+09:002008-08-08T14:12:00.000+09:00RHZ,When I read this book as I kid, I did find it ...RHZ,<BR/>When I read this book as I kid, I did find it to be an unsettling story. I thought it was a parable about a boy who used and used the tree until there was nothing left. When the boy's life got interesting, he abandoned the tree for decades at a time, only return when he needed something. The boy never demonstrated that he appreciated the sacrifice made by the tree. <BR/><BR/>Having then taken a few decades off, I reread the book, this time out loud to my child. I realized from how choked up I was getting that it was a different story to me now. And the metaphor seems obvious. The tree is the parent, the boy is the child. Parents give everything they can to their children, and, in healthy enough systems, the happiness and success of the child is all the thanks the parents need. The child may seem an ingrate, may in fact be an ingrate as an adolescent and young adult. It isn't until the end of the child life, when he returns as an old man, that he's able to process the gifts given to him by the tree. <BR/><BR/>Parents grow old and die. That is the story. But, in the love, nurturance and guidance they provide to their kids (branches, apples, trunk), they imprint themselves. They imprint a template of love and secure attachment on their children. It is this internalized symbol of secure parental love that is there for us during challenging times. It is the reason we cannot love ourselves fully until we've forgiven our parents for their flaws. And in Shel Silverstein's classic story, it is seen as the tree trunk that the old man is able to sit down and get simple comfort from, long after the tree has ceased to breath. <BR/><BR/>The fact that this book can be read in so many different ways is the strength of the book. The real value of the story comes in the struggle to process the ambivalent feelings produced by different interpretations at different times. <BR/><BR/>I was interested in your interpretation, due to how well you peeled the layers of "Lost". I thought you may be able to apply the mythology aspect of the story (being the variance of interpretation's), effectively into your classroom as a sort of case study. Think the idea has merit? If you do, please let me know. I hold all of the works of Silverstein in high regard, and am fascinated by the array of response at different age levels. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, I will try and figure out how to email you. I have commented before re: our mutual Beatles admiration, and how I'm slowly indoctrinating (subliminally) my own 4 year old son into the Beatles fan club. Keep up the good work-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-88053145474113992512008-08-08T06:48:00.000+09:002008-08-08T06:48:00.000+09:00I totally agree-- I've never liked that story-- it...I totally agree-- I've never liked that story-- it made me sad.Into the Wood'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10550229246425151175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-14964680534097145662008-07-26T18:54:00.000+09:002008-07-26T18:54:00.000+09:00Thank you for banking on the Lost theory. We'll s...Thank you for banking on the Lost theory. We'll see. I don't really think Paul is dead, I just like the folklore part of it, which is why I put this together for my students years ago. I posted my thoughts on the giving tree. Send me an email and tell me who you are. Cheers.Glenn Ostlundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06503899547460015163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-43877976067188197722008-07-26T15:05:00.000+09:002008-07-26T15:05:00.000+09:00"RHZ", U can take your Lost theory to th..."RHZ", U can take your Lost theory to the bank, but I'm afraid this one doesn't pan out. I know this may be cycnical... but, I always say, "follow the money". And Paul has a lot of it. Not to mention, after the break-up, what would stop John (very outspoken, counter-everything conventional, idealist, etc.) from spilling the beans? Nice job on your end with the video though. Still working on the screenplay? I'd like to hear your interpretation of this- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TZCP6OqRlE&feature=related <BR/>Could you post your thoughts? Hope all is well...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-81506658090142130972008-07-26T06:56:00.000+09:002008-07-26T06:56:00.000+09:00Bart Davenport is quite handsome. And a tremendou...Bart Davenport is quite handsome. And a tremendous singer, songwriter and musician. He may take a hint from Mick (among others) but Bart is 100% Bart. Classic songwriter... amazing guy all around. Just don't leave any banana peels around. Dude will trip :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-42942374659743952632008-06-20T08:50:00.000+09:002008-06-20T08:50:00.000+09:00Great blog! I love how you introduced it by educa...Great blog! I love how you introduced it by educating your audience first about the use of "normal form"... awesome! I also love how you found pictures to prove/illustrate your point. Classic Japanese... and I have to agree... super gross! I too hate the spouts that come out of the top... and what gets me is that in all the times I have encountered this contraption, there has NEVER BEEN ANY SOAP AROUND. So while I hate it anyway, the fact that I dont' have soap to add to this experience makes it all the more gross. (you know how I feel about soap and hygiene)...yikes!<BR/>-toraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-70534147208141071402008-06-09T04:10:00.000+09:002008-06-09T04:10:00.000+09:00There are at least 2 things that come to mind as I...There are at least 2 things that come to mind as I read this-- One is that it's an example of your amazing imagination & creativity; Two is how impressive your powers of persuasion are and the responsibility attached to those gifts...Into the Wood'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13754298116461070457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-20274634909654046532008-06-04T21:32:00.000+09:002008-06-04T21:32:00.000+09:00I haven't been to your site for a while first bein...I haven't been to your site for a while first being gone to NYC for a week then all the catch up--getting back-- i just have to say that I really appreciate your mindfulness. It goes along with some thoughts I found myself caught up in the as I saw so many different faces on the subways, on the streets in that other big city-- I could feel sadness and heavy burdens around people-- I found myself saying silent prayers for their well-being. <BR/><BR/>There was one little boy probably about 6 who was with a man perhaps in his 20s. The boy was so full of life and I could see the care the 'dad' (?) had for him-- but the dad looked worn, even at that young age and I hurt thinking of what kind of life was ahead for the boy. There is not so much of contrast in this Utah world i live in-- at least not where I spend most of my days-- people still have challenges I know but that in-your-face kind of awareness that you describe does rip you out of complacency. I just want to say that I appreciate that you have those thoughts and that you share them ..once again.Into the Wood'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10550229246425151175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-55122083838573788852008-05-30T12:15:00.000+09:002008-05-30T12:15:00.000+09:00Like we all started off as Men or something? I don...Like we all started off as Men or something? I don't get it. <BR/>Maybe it's funny because it's sexist.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02662800563984539266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-19476379926507462732008-05-27T13:48:00.000+09:002008-05-27T13:48:00.000+09:00Wow, I really enjoyed what you had to say. This i...Wow, I really enjoyed what you had to say. This is exactly how I feel. I also find it easier to be more critical of those who are consider themselves as "righteous" or those who pursue the Christian idea of "righteousness". Why is that? Maybe human nature makes us judge people who share our same lifestyle. Maybe we expect more of people similar to ourselves? Or maybe it is the anthropologist in me that finds people who are not like myself, fascinating... and therefore I am more likely to accept them for who they are. Definitely something to think about and definitely something to work on too. <BR/><BR/>Great food for thought. And yes, you exhude brilliance... 'you're a shining star, no matter who you are, shining bright to see, what you can truly be, what you can truly be..."<BR/><BR/>-mesudoraAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-66355364089902425562008-05-21T23:50:00.000+09:002008-05-21T23:50:00.000+09:00I am laughing that you walked to snap a photo of t...I am laughing that you walked to snap a photo of that picture.... so crazy. I am happy that they were just drawings. When you first told me, I thought you said they were real kids. Happy they are not. Crazy. <BR/><BR/>-meAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-87701975955652128902008-05-21T20:20:00.000+09:002008-05-21T20:20:00.000+09:00All I can say is "WOW!"All I can say is "WOW!"Delhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11518045629513398647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-7226861312298036312008-05-12T20:55:00.000+09:002008-05-12T20:55:00.000+09:00Soooooooo you never said if you crossed the street...Soooooooo you never said if you crossed the street or not? I too have been in that situation many times... only usually EVERYONE is waiting at the crosswalk and I am SOOOO tempted to cross the street. But since I usually have kids with me, I DON'T! And for peer pressure reasons, I don't want to give the natives one more reason to think that americans are just awful... you know? <BR/><BR/>Oh and I laughed outloud that wrote that you are the "fattest" person walking around town... not true.... but you may be the tallest? :)<BR/><BR/>And I am glad you thought twice about blogging about dumb things in Roppongi... hmmmm. You are nuts.Mad Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12759997012978031213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723856203174147067.post-84378430812454250982008-05-12T03:46:00.000+09:002008-05-12T03:46:00.000+09:00I like the musings and the silly puns too-- I enjo...I like the musings and the silly puns too-- I enjoyed seeing where you live in that mass of city-- how different from what I know about! <BR/><BR/>Thanks for that-- it gives me a bit more perspective<BR/><BR/>Love youInto the Wood'shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10550229246425151175noreply@blogger.com