Fenway Park’s scoreboard operator is retiring after 25 years, and has stories to tell. https://t.co/e38yjBWn4K
— Buster Olney (@Buster_ESPN) September 27, 2016
This past Saturday, the homebrew club I belong to spent a lovely day brewing variations on an IPA for the National Homebrewers Conference taking place next month here in Baltimore. In case you are interested, my variation to the base recipe used rye. And because “Pics, or it didn’t happen,” here are some of the pictures I took.
My favorite author, Jim Harrison, died last week. I thought I’d post the bookmarks I’ve collected over the years so I’d have them all in one place.
I sit down at a table and open a book of poems and move slowly into the shadow of tall trees. They are white pines, I think. The ground is covered with soft brown needles and there are signs that animals have come here silently and vanished before I could catch sight of them. But here the trail edges into a cedar swamp: wet ground, deadfall and rotting leaves. I move carefully but rapidly, pleased with myself.
Someone else comes and sits down at the table, a serious-looking young man with a large stack of books. He takes a book from the top of the stack and opens it. The book is called How to Get a High-Paying Job. He flips through it and lays it down and picks up another and pages through it quickly.It is titled Moving Ahead.
We are moving ahead more rapidly now, through a second growth of poplar and birch, our faces scratched and our clothes torn by the underbrush. We are moving even faster, marking the trail, followed closely by bulldozers and crews from the paper company. –Louis Jenkins
Self-righteous indignation is as powerful a self-doped addictive state as gambling, thrill-seeking or rage. – David Brin
Came across this video and was immediately begeistert. Watch all 5 episodes. Es lohnt sich.