Thursday, October 29, 2015

Coincidence? I Don't Think So

One of my running buddies just doesn't get Chuck Norris jokes.  He says things like, "Why would I want to read about a washed-up, B-list actor anyway?"

That, my friends, is precisely why such jokes are still funny.

Anyway, I ran across this children's book at a large, major retailer the other day and snapped this photo:



It shows a bearded Jesus holding a happy kid.  The Jesus picture looks exactly like Chuck Norris. 

Coincidence ?  I don't think so.


Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Where I Run: Clay Hill Road

Took this shot as I was nearing my home after having been dropped off by the bride for a run.

The pasture was full of black beef cattle--Angus, I suppose--all identical except for one steer with white highlights on his face:

[image credit Gary]



And a close-up of the cute little critter:


Monday, October 26, 2015

The Difference Between a Runner and a Jogger...and Ultrarunning

I think it was the late Dr. George Sheehan, who played so large a part in the running boom of the 70s and 80s, who famously said "The difference between a runner and a jogger is a number."

Specifically a race number:

[image credit Gary]

Younger runners today would be well served by picking up and reading one of his books.  Your life might change, seriously.

Anyway, over the weekend I took Mister Tristan (the 7 year old human being, not the blog) to run his very first race.  It was a kids race, a 1K, but it came complete with all the swag to help get a kid motivated: T-shirt, finisher's ribbon, actual course timing and a finish line chute...and a number bib.

It was the number bib that made him feel as though he was a runner.

So now he is.  He wants to run again as soon as possible.

As for Ultrarunning, on my part, after the kids' race I ran a 5K with the adults, my first race in many months.  I can't tell  you how motivating and exciting it was.  Granted, I was old and slow, but for the first time in awhile I felt like a runner.  A runner.  It's been a very unmotivated 2015 for a variety of reasons.

Looking ahead now to find a suitable Ultra so I can run some trails, with a number bib pinned on me.


Sunday, October 25, 2015

Cats in Art: Two Gypsies With a Cat (Mueller)

From my continuing weekly Sunday series of cats in art. I am using some ideas from the coffee table book, The Cat in Art, by Stefano Zuffi.




Image credit Ludwig Museum, Two Gypsies With a Cat, Otto Mueller, 1927, oil on canvas, 27" x 20", held by Museum Ludwig, Cologne, Germany.

Zuiffi's comment:

Mueller often painted nudes and Gypsy women: in this painting, two semi-nude Gypsy women in a humble interior setting are accompanied by the inevitable cat--companion of fortune-tellers and necromantic seances--that is visible in silhouette on the windowsill.

This is an unusual painting.  Maybe I don't hang in the right circles, but I doubt that many households have the women lounging around undressed as these are.  Not being prudish here, just observing that this is outside of my realm of experience.  But then, I'm not a Gypsy either.

And the kitty certainly has a scrawny neck.






Friday, October 23, 2015

Magna Carta, Dick Cheney, and "The Foulness of Hell"

Listening to Public Radio a couple of days ago, I heard a great piece on the Diane Rehm show with author Dan Jones on his new book, Magna Carta. Here is the Amazon link (note that I have no financial interest).

The blurb from the Amazon site to set the stage:

On a summer's day in 1215 a beleaguered English monarch met a group of disgruntled barons in a meadow by the river Thames named Runnymede. Beset by foreign crisis and domestic rebellion, King John was fast running out of options. On June 15 he reluctantly agreed to fix his regal seal to a document that would change the world. A milestone in the development of constitutional politics and the rule of law, the "Great Charter" established an Englishman's right to Habeas Corpus and set limits to the exercise of royal power. For the first time a group of subjects had forced an English king to agree to a document that limited his powers by law and protected their rights. 

But what I really want to highlight is this great contemporary quote, either from the Amazon site or on the radio show (or both) about the very unpopular King John:

“When the chronicler Matthew Paris reflected on the fate of John’s soul twenty years after his death, he famously declared that “England reeks with John’s filthy deeds; the foulness of Hell is defiled by John.”

I couldn't help but see a parallel between this description of King John in the 1200s and my feelings about one Dick Cheney, once he leaves this earth and makes his inevitable way to Hades.

The foulness of Hell is defiled by Dick.  Kinda has a ring to it, no?

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Anti-war, Anti-gun? I Guess Not.

A month or so ago I posted about cranking the music while boating around in my minivan, and noted that I particularly like this tune for this purpose.

Turns out I've always garbled the lyrics, thinking that the song was an anti-war, anti-gun sort of anthem:

"Born to be Wild"
Get your motor running'
Head out on the highway
Loookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space

But what I heard was this: 

Yeah I doubt I'm gonna make it happen
Take the world in a loving place
Buy all of the guns and bust them
Explode 'em to space


Still, it's one of the best minivan tunes ever (YouTube link is here if embed does not work)....although in watching the video, while the band seems to be getting into it, John Kay, the lead singer, seems rather detached as he sings:


Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Most Original Cat Name EVER!

One of the heirs to our modest estate recently acquired a stray cat (well, actually, the cat acquired them, as we all know how that really works).

Image credit Gary

In a virtuoso display of kitty-naming prowess, the likes of which the world has seldom seen, they named the cat Mister Kitty**.

Of course, I always maintain that we don't actually name our pets; rather, we call them something, as we can never truly know what they call themselves.


**For the record, Mister Kitty is one of the sweetest, friendliest cats I have ever met.  He just needs a better name  to be called something better.

Monday, October 19, 2015

Cats in Art: Caprichos - Plate 43: The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters (de Goya y Luciendes)

From my continuing weekly Sunday series of cats in art. I am using some ideas from the coffee table book, The Cat in Art, by Stefano Zuffi.

Sorry for the delay from my normal Sunday publication date.



Image credit francisodegoya website, Caprichos Plate 43: The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters, Francisco de Goya y Lucientes, aquatint and etching; size and holder not specified.

Seems that there's a story about the Los Caprichos series of etchings:

Los Caprichos are a set of 80 prints in aquatint and etching created by the Spanish artist Francisco Goya in 1797 and 1798, and published as an album in 1799. The prints were an artistic experiment: a medium for Goya's condemnation of the universal follies and foolishness in the Spanish society in which he lived. 
The criticisms are far-ranging and acidic; he speaks against the predominance of superstition, the ignorance and inabilities of the various members of the ruling class, pedagogical short-comings, marital mistakes and the decline of rationality. Some of the prints have anticlerical themes. Goya described the series as depicting "the innumerable foibles and follies to be found in any civilized society, and from the common prejudices and deceitful practices which custom, ignorance or self-interest have made usual".
The work was an enlightened, tour-de-force critique of 18th-century Spain, and humanity in general. The informal style, as well as the depiction of contemporary society found in Caprichos, makes them (and Goya himself) a precursor to the modernist movement almost a century later. The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters in particular has attained an iconic status. 

As I regards this plate, the critters seem to be owls--lots and lots of owls--perhaps an homage to the presumed wisdom of those feathered friends.  But I think I can detect a kitty--the black thing perched on the sleeping man's buttocks.  Now, it may actually be an owl, but since this is Cats in Art, I pronounce the creature to be a cat.  Case closed.

Who knows what de Goya y Luciendes was trying to convey here: too much thinking is not good?  Wise owls (meaning wisdom, perhaps?) can become transformed into terrifying beasts?  Life is to be lived, not just thunk about?

I also promised last week to list a few of the artist's other titles, many of which just sound bizarre.  Here is what I wrote then as a teaser:


The other thing that's cool about de Goya y Lucientes' works as I scrolled through them was his imaginative titles, such as The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters.  The paintings I typically feature here in Cats and Art, and in the art world in general, have always, to me, had very measured and conservative titles.
Next week I'll include a list of some more of his zinger titles, along with links to the works so you can see the subject matter.  Here's just one example (unfortunately, sans kitties): Here Comes the Bogey-Man.  I just gotta like the bizarre way this guy thought.


Each painting title is a clickable link:

Why Hide Them?

Unfortunate Events in the Front Seat of the Ring of Madrid

When Day Breaks We Will be Off

Duel With Cudgels

What More Can One Do?

Where is Mama Going?

From any of the links above you can click on The Works button and scroll through some of his images and titles.  It's quite interesting!