Wilson Fu

And the hits keep coming.  Good day so far, cooled off, lowered humidity.   Lowered humidity is always a miracle in August in Alabama, especially in the Rocket City.

To shoot sick bastards like the creeps in this sorry tale.  Actually, shooting is probably too good for them.

According to Mr. Fu’s Wilson Fu dashboard, we have reached the 500 post mark.

Mr. Fu had gone off the frozen Angus burgers available at Sam’s Club.  But last night we grilled up some and they were very tasty.  Highly recommended for fast meal preparation for large groups.

The buzz.mn has a really cool picture of a building in Minneapolis.  It says “progress.”  It says “Shouldn’t throw stones.”

That in spite of all the issues we seem to have with youth these days, this country still produces some of the hardest working, most dedicated young people in the world.  The video at this link shows you a young lady who will reach her goals despite all obstacles.

Congratulations on a race well run Miss Markwardt!  We should all be so strong. At least we can be inspired by your example.

Here is an easy question that clueless anti-gun whackos cannot seem to answer: examine the deviant art and answer the question.

One of those beautiful clear mornings you seem to recall as completely new.  Though you have probably seen them so many time before.  Nice to be able to forget somethings so that it can be brought back anew.

The trees are in full turning mode, a mixture of still very green and gone all golden brown.  One of the more interesting aspects of fall in northern Alabama.  Though perhaps it happens this way everywhere.  But it is here and now, thus wonderful.

Mr. Fu likes the insurance commercial where the lady holds back a guy and keeps him from stepping out into the street in front of a bus.  A man witnesses this event and subsequently helps another person, forming a chain of random acts of kindness that eventually cycle back around to be witnessed by the first lady in the chain.

Today’s first random act of kindness was performed by the driver of the silver Volkswagen Bug on Old Madison Pike at Slaughter Road who kindly let Mr. Fu into the flow of traffic.   Thank you, Mr. Fu will try to pass it onward.  You will see it again.

The proposal has been submitted, all is well.  Sleep.  Blissful sleep.

Mr. Fu has been working on a proposal submission.  Writer’s block and lots of re-wording of the same old thing.  Ugh, why are these activities not more fun?

Jame Lileks has an interesting entry at the buzz.mn:

Today marks three events:

1. The end of the 1964 World’s Fair. Minnesota had an exhibit, of course. I’ll post some pictures this afternoon.

How did Mr. Fu miss a World’s Fair that ran for 43 years? Mr. Fu has not even made it to the ‘82 Fair to see the Sunsphere yet

BTW, ‘64 Fair imagery was revived by a movie a few years back.  Much the same way the Sunsphere was featured in a TV show.

This reminds Mr. Fu of the water “tentacle” out of The Abyss.

Wow, this is great:

Between the minutes of 8:25 and 8:35 I transferred one week of the old site archives to the printed version. I’m still working on the big Life’s Work project, assembling everything I’ve ever written into one big crate that will either A) go up in flames someday or B) be bequeathed to the University of Minnesota Library, which will greet the request with polite confusion, accept the crate with kind smiles, shrug when the people who delivered it drive off, then store it somewhere in a vast warehouse next to the Ark of the Covenant.

Okay, maybe the title is a bit of a stretch.  And Mr. Fu supposes he means the Ark of the Covenant that Moses built, not some relic of the aliens from the Halo series.  Though for bad guys the Covenant aliens are pretty cool, kind of Klingon like, but without the whining (that is a rant for another time).

METAPHOR is working on the Matchbook collection:

They all came out today, pulled out with ruthless disinterest for his project, subject to another collector’s triage, resorted or discarded. Fourteen passes of the scanner, a device he might have read about in science fiction; fourteen files with 11 matchbooks each,  waiting their turn in the queue for the Museum.

And has another interesting thought:

Perhaps in 100 years someone will use these scanned items to stock the holodeck, and write up a little article about the source material, note how the picture were fed into the quantum-imaging system – a device he might have read about in science fiction.

Experience teaches that the magic of tomorrow is the promise it holds.  A bit of sadness lurks in the idea that tomorrow never comes, for it is always the next day, and we may never see the next day.  But somehow the magic continues to bleed through to today.

With human nature being what it is, it is nice to see someone building someone up rather than tearing them down (as Mr. Fu so often does).  Mr. Fu noted this:

HELL IS OVER: Michael Totten posts another report from Anbar. Read the whole thing. And remember that he’s supported by reader donations, so if you like his reporting consider hitting the tipjar.

and was reminded how often Instapundit encourages the support of others in this way.  That along with even noticing other blog entries out there he can make your day and crush your server at the same time.  Good to see that the Internet can be put to positive uses.

Haiku, oh will you

Please make a thing to rhyme well?

Haiku does not care

Does it sound better when accompanied by an instrument on a pentatonic scale?

Some cable is more equal than others perhaps.  Grand experiment, we tried Comcast for a while, then went to add cable internet to replace the DSL.  What a nightmare, they shipped the part, well, no they didn’t, well they can’t ship them, you have to pick them up from the local office, the local office does not give them out, they have to ship it, they would ship it, but they have none in stock, waiting, for months, while nobody seems to be able to fix the problem.

So back to Knology, try their bundled cable, internet and phone, knocking at least $50 a month off of what we are currently paying.  We will see if this experience is any better.  Phone and cable Mr. Fu could probably live without, but giving up the internet voluntarily would be a stretch.  Heh, what we get used to in our lives. Amazing to think that GRAND FU BAH used to plow a field with a mule, and now his son would not give up an electronic signaling device.  Well, he probably had something he would not have given up, fishing or hunting perhaps.  Far more practical than the internet, especially when you plow fields with a mule.

METAPHOR has a really good Bleat today.  Many chuckles.  Lileks is the morning paper Mr. Fu never read.  Well, seldom read.  The Omaha World Herald, that’s a paper.  For Mr. Fu anyway, even if he does not know their leanings any more.  Childhood anchoring is the cause.  That and years of Prince Valiant.