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~~~~~~~~ In Memoriam: Kitty Carlisle (1910 - 2007) ~~~~
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~~~ GOOD MOUNTAIN PRESS DIGEST #078 Published August 1, 2007 ~~~
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Quote for the Summery Month of August:

When you walk along the strand
seeking a message in a bottle,
Your feet are squishing in the sand
Plato, Socrates, and Aristotle.

Bobby Matherne in The Destinies of Individuals and of Nations

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1. August's Violet-n-Joey Cartoon
2. Honored Readers for August
3. On a Personal Note
4. Cajun Story
5. Recipe of the Month from Bobby Jeaux’s Kitchen
6. Poem from 2006: "Love at First Embrace"
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This month Violet and Joey learn about Czech This Out.

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Each month we take time to thank two of our good readers of Good Mountain Press Digest, books and reviews. Here's our two worthy Honored Readers for this month. One of their names will be in the TO: address line of your email Digest notification. Our Honored Readers for August are:

Sandy McLeod in New Orleans

Bonnie Schindler in Pennsylvania

Congratulations, Sandy and Bonnie!

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Out Our Way:

July began with a birthday dinner at Marcie St., my daughter Maureen's house in Metairie, for her son Gabe's 14th birthday. Jane Bayhi, her mother-in-law and most of Bayhi clan were there: Brian, Charlene, and Nathan and Nobie, Kathleen, and their two daughters were there. Grandson Chris was BBQ'ing out front when we arrived. Then Jennifer and Anthony showed up, as did Tiffany and John with our youngest great-grandson, Aven, who's about two years old. Jimmy Kytle showed up with a lady friend. It was a great dinner party with lots of sausage, pork chops, chicken and some grilled sliced zucchini which I enjoyed. When you're eating light as I have been since February, you can always find enough food you like to eat no matter where you are.

Watched the National July 4th celebration with Tony Danza who should never attempt to imitate James Cagney as a hoofer! Then we drove to the Dry Dock and had a very good oyster po-boy with sweet potato fries. Then we walked downriver a bit and joined Joy and John to watch the fireworks from directly across the river. It was fun, but after the main display, local fireworks continued for another hour and it was hard for us to hear each other talking.

Usually I attach my hat to Del's purse, but I forgot to, and I ended up leaving my good black hat on the porch, or so I hoped, when the next morning, I realized that I had left it somewhere. Called Joy and she eventually found it after giving me pause to be concerned. Her neighbor in the other side of the shotgun double, Linda, had secured it behind a chair on the front porch they share. I was driving there when I called Del to tell her it was found. She asked, "Bromeliad?" reminding me that we had decided to give Joy a bromeliad from our pink blooming stock, and I immediately did a U-Turn on Whitney to head back to the house and caught a train! Stuck. Finally got it and drove to Algiers point, gave Joy the bromeliad for her back patio, instructions on how to water and propagate it, and picked up my hat.

The next day was Friday and time to cook the fig preserves and get packed to leave for our big Orange Beach week the next morning. I had been picking figs all week, knowing that I wanted to make fig preserves this year, since the tree didn't bear last year due to the Cuban Red Sugar Cane taking all the moisture from the roots of the fig tree. I uprooted all the cane so that I would have figs this year. I like to eat them fresh off the tree after they have chilled overnight in the fridge. I also like to have the stems on when preserving them, so I place all those with stems into a large pot each day, covered them with cane sugar, and put the pot back in the fridge. By Friday morning's picking the figs had topped the pot. I added honey and more cane sugar and began the cooking down process. I let the preserves cook until the syrup stage on the thermometer (110-113 degC). The figs came out well-cooked, but there wasn't enough liquid. I will need to adjust my ingredients next year to ensure there is enough syrup. Luckily, I have some from two years ago with extra syrup to correct the dryness of the last couple of jars.

With the figs put away, I packed my clothes and things for the week. We keep a log of the various places we go and of the things we take along. This is a big help to ensure that we don't forget anything. We couldn't check in until about 3 pm on Saturday, so we decided to do the packing in the morning before we left. We were done about 8 and left the Timberlane driveway about 8:30 AM. We were in Mobile about 11:15 with about a twenty minute stop for gas. If you drive straight to Orange Beach, it's about four and a half hours. We stopped to shop in Foley at Tanger Mall and still got to the Kaiser Realty office before 3. Our place wasn't ready, so we went to Bruno's and bought groceries for the week. We went back to the car to unload the hundred dollars of groceries and suddenly remembered that the trunk and the back seat were already full of stuff! Somehow we loaded the groceries into the cracks in the stuff in the back seat and drove back to Kaiser at 3:15. Still not ready! What a bummer! Our check-in says 3 PM. We had perishables in the car and could not leave it in the sun for too long. We drove to Palm Beach and I kept car running while Del went up to our actual room. It was open and the gal told us we could begin unloading while she finished cleaning. The gal at the Check-In window at Kaiser wouldn't give us the key, but the maid would let us unload. After I had loaded up the major food and clothes on the cart and taken it up the elevator to the fifth floor, Del drove back to Kaiser to insist that they give her the key, which they finally did. Our son Stoney could not get into his room until after 5 pm, and this is a bit ridiculous. If you must leave by 10 AM on the last day and can't get in till after 5, that knocks an entire day off the stay.

We have never had this problem with Escapes! personnel, but we couldn't use our normal condo this year and get the week that we needed in order to get six condos for all of us. We'll put that condo week in the bank to swap later. We are planning a 2008 trip to Dornach, Switzerland with a couple of friends, and we may be able to swap that for a week in Switzerland during or after we visit the Goetheanum.

The rest of our kids made it in okay, with grandson Kyle suffering a cut from a fall at Uncle Stoney's house in Mandeville where Del's kids congregated before heading for the beach. Last time Kyle, our five-year-old grandson came to the beach, he was sick and stayed in his room the whole time; this time, he could not get his head wet, but it didn't spoil his fun. He waded in the waves, wore a swim cap for the pool, and had as much fun as the rest of our grandkids.

I went out on the boogie board twice on Saturday and got beat up a couple of times when the board hit the sand. The surf was the best of the week that day. Saw one jellyfish but kept my distance and none stung me. Did feeling some minor irritation while in the water, which I expect was the sea-lice I heard several people talking about. Amazing how many people go to the beach, and complain about things they only have at the beach.

Del took off with her daughter Kim, granddaughters Katie & Amanda, daughters-in-law Sue & Gina out to lunch and for some "emergency shopping" on Monday. Seems to me that I've never heard any guys use those two words together, but somehow to the ladies, it makes sense. I decided to take my two out-of-town daughters, Yvette and Carla, to lunch on Tuesday and Wednesday. It's so rare that I can have time alone with either of them. So one baby-sat while the other went to lunch with her dad.

Tuesday was Yvette's day, and she wanted to use her laptop to get a little work done, so after lunch we looked for Dizzy Beans which has a Wi-Fi hot spot. But we drove over the Intracoastal Bridge's upramp and missed Dizzy Beans' street, which the ramp goes over. First we tried Lamberts' Café with the "Throwed Rolls" and I nearly "throwed" up. Full of hillbilly memorabilia and food. You like a platter of hog jowls? This is the place. It doesn't take credit cards, but does take personal checks, go figure. We sat down, after Yvette nearly had to jump over a large tray held by some oblivious waitress who was blocking the only aisle to our table. We ate a roll which was throwed into our hands (dropped, actually), looked over the menu, and decided to tip and leave. Went to Ruby Tuesdays a block away and got a decent meal in a real restaurant. Only thing was: after we told the manager that we left Lamberts to eat at his place, he raved about the food at Lamberts! Maybe that's the only place he can get "Hog Jowls" for his lunch.

After lunch we drove to Dizzy Bean's coffeeshop and I got on the computer to check emails while Yvette did her work on her laptop and wireless. After all the hassle at the Palm Beach condos that Wes, Maureen, and Yvette had trying to get their wireless connections to work, Dizzy Beans was a welcome relief. I even found a shortcut through Gulf State Park on the second day. Our feedback to the owners of the units we stayed in was: PROVIDE BROADBAND. The unit we own with ESCAPES! has COX Broadband with a LAN connection that works perfectly. As a result, I spent little time on the computer and did some reading instead of writing. Finished two books that I brought and wished I'd brought at least one more. By the time I returned home, I had over 250 photos of the week to process (time-date stamp, identify people, places) and two reviews to write. Took me almost till the end of the month to finish the photos.

Wednesday was my date with Carla. Coincidentally, in the newspaper for this day was a Family Circus cartoon with Dolly sitting with her dad at a restaurant. Dolly asks him, "Daddy, is this like a date?" I had clipped it and gave it to Carla as we sat down to eat. We went to the Crab Trap Restaurant because I wanted to check it out for our final night dinner. See if it could handle all of us. Wouldn't give me reservations, the manager said come about 5 pm and you will be okay. A neat gal named Rachal waited on us, and I found out she'd be there on Friday night, so I told her to look for our party of 31 or 33. I had the Grouper sandwich and it was delicious. This appears on Florida menus and rarely elsewhere, and we were just over the state line into Florida, about seven miles from our Palm Beach condo complex.

Wednesday was the Beach Sculpture Contest, judged by Ms. Gee of Escapes! Carla and Yvette had entered their two sets of kids in a combined sculpture which had a sand turtle, a dolphin (Evelyn and Molly), and two volcanoes (by the volcano boys, Aidan and Garret). Carla had found the ingredients to create an eruption using baking soda and vinegar and added red pop to color it and liquid soap to foam it. It worked great! Maureen did her third mermaid of three trips to Orange Beach, and it was a sure winner, so she told Gee to exclude her from the competition. Sure enough! The volcano boys and their sisters won the day and the ribbons! This night was white shirt night with matching pants for the Gralapps and the rest of the Clan decided to do the same the next night. It seems like strange to me that one of my grandchildren looks like Gina Lollabrigida, but Katie Gralapp does. One day my eyes followed this gal walking ahead of me in a bikini like Gina L. might have worn in the 1960s, and when we got to the beach I realized she was my grand-daughter, Katie.

On Thursday Wes took his and Stoney's teenage sons fishing and they came back with some redfish they caught, cleaned, and grilled for the night-time meal. Our son, Rob, from Indiana arrived in time for the photo shoot. He loaned me a white T-shirt and we all gathered to take Matherne family photo groups. Even the Park Ranger showed up to watch the photo shoot on the sand dunes. The rules are there to protect the sea oats, which we didn't disturb, but the ranger was very nice, just invited us to leave and we did. We moved out of the closed-in area, but after he left, we used the farther-away area with no sea oats but white sand.

I was up early Friday morning and walked the beach picking up sea shells. A bounty of shells filled the beach, and I brought back my collection, spreading them out on the counter and taking a photo. Also shot some of the shells spread on the beach. Got a portrait of a seagull standing stock still on the beach. A diving bird in the surf near the sand brought up a fish, but by the time I could get close with my camera, the fish had gone down its gullet.

The night of the big dinner, and everybody was ready. Del told all the offspring that the meal was on us, and I informed the manager when I arrived to bring me the check. All 31 of us arrived within minutes of each other. I had Del drop me off at the front door, so she could pull around back, and then carry the VCR out to the eating area. I wanted videos of the gkids on the playset. There were already folks half-filling the awning covered table area to the left with the best view and access to the playground area. So I told the manager to block off one length of tables to the left-side and the tables on the right side facing the play area. One couple was sitting at a table in the right side, but agreed to move since they hadn't ordered yet. Only Mo and Steve and Robbie sat on the near side away from the rest, but close to our table. Del chose to sit next to Jim and Gina and Yvette sat on the other side of me.

I had thought that the sandlot and Jungle Gym play area might keep the kids occupied for about 15 minutes before they would come back and whine to their parents, "I'm bored" because there were no video games like Flounders in Pensacola had, the last time we did the big dinner thing. No way I could have been more wrong! Two hours later, we had all eaten and we were ready to take a group photo before leaving, and we still had to peel kids off the slides and playset.

How we managed to get them all together for a group photo is beyond me. I saw it happen, but I wasn't involved with making it happen. Wes asked Del, I found out later, if she wished to have a photo of everyone and she said, "That would be great, but I don't know how to do it." Wes said, "Leave it to me" and soon everyone was heading in the direction of the walkway. We finally settled on the tables laid out in the open bordering the playset area. Kids sat on the bottom seat. Adults sat on the table, some stood behind and now we had only one problem, all of our photographers, some 7 or 8 of them had to be in the picture! A couple of women were watching us get everyone together, and as I shot a couple of preliminary candid shots, one of them offered, then the other, to take the photos for us. I gave her my camera, and soon they had a couple or three cameras apiece to shoot the photos. What a blessing they were!

Everyone loved their food. Everyone was smiling and having a good time. The cousins loved playing with each other, some of them, like the three Indiana kids, were playing with their Hatchett cousins for the first time ever. The manager came by several times to ask if we needed anything, and we had only praises for the food and the service by Rachal and Haley. A few flies flew around the crabs, but Mo was not deterred by them. She loved her Dungeness Crab so much that she was reluctant to stop picking at the shell when it came time to take photos. Aidan attacked his large snow crabs, and several other kids opted for the more docile but delicious crab cakes.

On Saturday the Hatchetts and Gralapps headed out to Kountze, Alexandria, Baton Rouge, and Mandeville. Yvette and her family headed up to Michigan for their annual summer trek to her husband's boyhood home. Our other three Matherne kids stayed over another day and night and left on Sunday. It was a wonderful week. Some condos got a little crowded, some tempers got tested, a few jellyfish stings, a few pink areas of flesh, but on the whole, everyone had a great time being together at the beach with family.

Drove home on Sunday and encountered very little traffic. The house was hot because I had turned the AC up while we were gone, and it takes an hour or so to cool it back down the ten degrees. Plus my desktop PC would not boot up. I tried everything I could think of and finally told Del, let's go to the movies. She had seen the latest Harry Potter movie with the gkids during our beach week, and I hadn't. We cooled off, enjoyed the movie, and when we got back I tried my PC again with a cooler head. Thought it was the new hard drive that had gone bad, which seemed unlikely. Maybe its electrolytic capacitors had dried out, so I kept powering it on and off and on again to reform the electrolytic coatings. Finally I noticed an Overclocking Message and realized that it was probably a CMOS configuration problem. I recall one previous time when the Boot Drive sequence got changed during a power off time. Sure enough, all I had to do is make my VIA drive no. 1 and it came right up. Probably my CMOS battery needs replacing and couldn't hold the charge for an entire week.

The next day I stopped by our good friend Rosie's after my latte run to PJ's Coffeeshop. I installed a DVD player on her TV, but the video of her 85th birthday would not play on it. It just showed BAD in the display, so I had Del bring over several DVD movies to test the player. They worked fine, it was the poor recording on the DVD that was the problem. I left Steel Magnolias in the player for her to watch later. Came home and tested the birthday DVD on my other player, and it played, but very poorly. On a hunch I tried out the new HD/DVD player I had just installed in the Timberlane Screening Room, and it played the video perfectly. Seems the newer one has better resolution and can handle the marginally recorded DVDs much better than the older DVD players themselves can. For supper that night I made creole tomatoes in Del's sauce, and cooked some jambalaya with the shrimp boudin, and invited Rosie to come over to join us for supper and watch her Birthday video. Rosie had a good time. She enjoyed the meal. We went to the Screening Room after dinner. While waiting for Del to join us, I played the first section of the Planet Earth HD/DVD for Rosie to see what HD TV was about. Then we broke to eat a slice of watermelon and later returned to watch her 85th birthday video. The video was made just before we met Rosie two years ago. Her son, Ronnie, talked about going to the CODOFIL breakfast to tell her friends about her operation. Del and I were at that meeting, and it was then we decided that we'd have to meet Ronnie's mom, Rosie.

After Rosie left, Del reminded me that we could watch "The Closer" on DVR and skip all the obnoxious commercials for the sandwiched programs, "Saving Grace" and "Heartland". These may be great shows, but we ain't watching them live and not for several years. Let them age in the cask for a few years and prove whether their vintage is worthy of a sip or two. "The Closer" is the only first-run network program we watch, and even it needs to be on a DVR-delayed basis to suit our own viewing pleasure.

The next morning, I got on my NetFlix account to switch our DVD format to HD/DVD. For no extra charge, they will send our movies in HD/DVD format whenever a movie is available in that format. They also gave me the list of HD movies available to choose from. I ordered "The Lake House" which we had seen last year and wanted to view it again. The next day the HD/DVD came in, but it wouldn't play on the player! I examined the HD side of the disk and it looked like someone had tried to rescue a scratched disk and had ruined it. I sent it back. After that all the HD disks have played with no problems.

The night that the "The Lake House" HD/DVD wouldn't play, I went to our DVR recorded programs and found an intriguing Star Trek Voyager episode. In it episode invisible aliens were making the crew Voyager starship sick. Having just finished writing my review of "Broken Vessels" it occurred to me that what these aliens were doing is exactly what spiritual beings do in the course of weaving our illnesses into our karmic working out in this lifetime. We get migraines, perhaps, like Janeway did, and we cannot perceive the spiritual beings who are causing them. But they are real nevertheless. Of course, in the Voyager episode the crew had to find a way to make the aliens visible, discover their motives (research), and then get rid of them. If everyday folks were to make these spiritual beings visible, they would want to get rid of them as well -- to their own detriment! Luckily the world is such that in order to perceive these spiritual beings, one must undergo an initiation in which one understands the goals and objectives of the spiritual beings and the salubrious effect of their actions on each human being's existence over thousands of years of karmic working out. For more details, read complete review.

On the last Wednesday of the month, we spent the day with my dad, Buster, and his seven remaining siblings. I had called my Aunt Carolyn on her birthday Saturday, the day after my birthday. She is only three years older than I am, and we played together a lot as kids, so I make a point to wish her Happy Birthday when I can. She said she was going out to lunch with her sisters when I talked to her, but later found out a huge surprise birthday party was planned for her including a last-minute surprise visit by Purpy, her brother from Englewood, Florida. We met them at Lydia's house, went to the Red Maple for a delicious lunch, and then visited 92-year-old Hilda, the oldest of the ten Mathernes. She doesn't get out too often, we all packed ourselves into her small living room, using up almost every chair and sitting place in her home for a visit and naturally a family portrait. Del and I had a good time. For me it was like being a kid again and for Del it was another chance to experience the unique energy of the Matherne clan which has hardly flagged a bit with them ranging in age from 70 to 92. We did notice that three of them are currently using canes.

On Friday, I had just written to Louise Lewis, who wrote of having a friend Holly who blew bubbles into her cubicle one day when she was too serious, "Del and I are heading out for our 29th anniversary tonight, dinner with my best friend, Brian, who blows bubbles into my space if I get too serious."

When I placed a call to Brian on his cell to make sure he was on his way. He and his wife, Judy, were due at 5 and it was 4:55. He said, "I thought you were coming to get us." "No," I explained, "but we're ready, can you come over right away?" He lives about a 15-minute drive from us. I walked immediately out to the garage to get our car ready for when they arrived and there was Brian petting our Schnauzer, Steiner, at our gate! Brian had been blowing bubbles into my space! Judy fussed at him in the car for saying what he said when my call came in just as they were rounding the corner to our house! We had a big laugh over it. For me it was especially poignant as it illustrated what I had just told Louise, in process!

We drove to City Park reserved our four seats up front, then walked thru the Aboretum, the Japanese Zen Garden and the Train Garden before the music started. Thaïs St. Julien sang in her delicate soprano voice several indelicate songs about naughty or dangerous women, ending with a rousing encore of "Somewhere over the Rainbow" which involved a naughty Dorothy who didn't come in before the rain and the tornado got her.

After that we drove to Mandina's Restaurant on Canal Street, newly re-opened with their new addition, enlarged parking lot, and a long line out the door. We opted for Bon Ton on Magazine Street instead, with validated parking, and no lines, and great food and service. The manager came by our table after dinner to chat with us. I told him how much I loved his shrimp-crab-eggplant étouffée. A great evening all around. Good music, friends, and food.

On Sunday we drove to my dad's to play cards, as he loves to do after church. He had already eaten a small lunch, but he came with me to get some boiled crabs at Irene's in Boutte, she had none, and I had to get large boiled shrimp instead. We ate about half and brought the rest home for a seafood gumbo. We Played Pay Me! after eating our shrimp. My brother Steve and his wife Janice got three Quizno's subs in Coronado Park outlet for them and sister-in-law Barbara. Del Janice, Steve, Barbara, me, and Buster all fell victim to Del today. I made one Pay Me each game, and Del won both of the end-game low scores. But it was fun. Steve wanted to show us his kitchen after the game. Looks great. Over 3 solid years of work remodeling his house and he has just finished the last bit of trim in his totally redone kitchen. I joked with him about not sending him birthday cards for five years for how much trouble we'll have to go through to redo our kitchen after Del saw what he had done.

It's Monday, July 30, as I type these words. Del has peeled the leftover shrimp, and there's a pound and a half of okra waiting to be sliced, crawfish defrosting in crab boil seasoned water, and oysters awaiting their turn to be dumped into the seafood gumbo pot later this afternoon. My Digest awaits these Personal Notes and the addition of the photos I will select from the 300 photos I shot during the month of July. It's been another full, busy, and fun Summer, and we look forward to the wind-down of summer, football, and start-up of school which August will bring.

Till next month, when God Willing, we will return with a new Digest full of reviews, good news, and colorful photos. May we part for now by saying See You Later as my Cajun ancestors like to say it, À bientôt !


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    Douglas Casey
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          Digest #29.   Octobber, 2002
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          Digest #31.   December, 2002
          Digest #32.   January, 2003

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    Movies we watched this past month:

    Notes about our movies: Many of the movies we watch are foreign movies with subtitles. After years of watching movies in foreign languages, Arabic, French, Swedish, German, British English, Russian, Spanish, Italian, Japanese, Chinese, and many other languages, sometimes two or three languages in the same movie, the subtitles have disappeared for us. If the movie is dubbed in English we go for the subtitles instead because we enjoy the live action and sounds of the real voices so much more than the dubbed. If you wonder where we get all these foreign movies from, the answer is simple: NetFlix. For a fixed price a month they mail us DVD movies from our on-line Queue, we watch them, pop them into a pre-paid mailer, and the postman effectively replaces all our gas-consuming and time-consuming trips to Blockbuster. To sign up for NetFlix, simply go to and start adding all your requests for movies into your personal queue. If you've seen some in these movie blurbs, simply copy the name, click open your queue, and paste the name in the Search box on NetFlix and Select Add. Buy some popcorn and you're ready to Go to the Movies, 21st Century Style. You get to see your movies as the Director created them — NOT-edited for TV, in full-screen width, your own choice of subtitles, and all of the original dialogue.
    P. S. Any rumors that Netflix doesn't deliver DVD's promptly is hogwash so far as I am concerned. Our new DVD's are delivered with a couple of days of the old ones being put out on my mailbox.
    Hits (Watch as soon as you can. A Don't Miss Hit is one you might otherwise ignore.):
    “Lagaan” (2001) In 1890 Britain ruled India with an iron fist and an oppressive tax, the lagaan, a portion of each farmer’s crops which suffering already from drought. A bet is made by the British to eliminate the lagaan for three years if the local peasants can beat them in a cricket match. An Indian version of Oklahoma with lush and well-choreographed music and dance interludes. The final cricket has all the drama of a Super Bowl. An amazing movie all 224 minutes of it. Perhaps the best movie we have watched this year. A DON’T MISS HIT !!!!
    “Derailed” (2005) is what our hero is when a gal he meets innocently enough on a commuter train leads him into bed at a sleazy hotel where a thug breaks in, beats the guy up, rapes the girl, and takes all their money. He tells his wife it was a street mugging and next day the thug calls to blackmail him. This goes from bad to worse to worser and worser. Where will it? With our hero in prison, but for what? Ahh, thereupon a tale is hanging down. HD/DVD format.
    “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix” (2007) Excellent movie rendition of Book 5 of the Harry Potter series. Sirius is once more in serious trouble as is Harry. Prof. Umbrage is an oily martinet whose detention of Harry involves blood-letting. Can Dumbledore’s Army training in the Room of Requirement help save the day?
    “Neverwas” (2005) When Zach Riley takes a job as psychiatrist at Millwood, the ghosts of his father’s children’s book “Neverwas” begins to haunt him as a patient there has been waiting patiently for him to show up and return him to Neverwas, only Zach hasn’t a clue as to where it ever was if it was or if it never was. Well, you get the picture or will if you watch it, and you may also get to echo the last sentence of the movie, “Once again I lived as I dreamed.”
    Sharpe’s Siege (1996) In the battle of Napoleon and Wellington, Sharpe was set up by his commanding officer who didn’t count on the abilities of Sharpe to rise above the battlefield in honor.
    “Rocky & Bullwinkle, Season 1” (1960) This is a full season, warts, mooseberries, Moon men, and all. Only the commercials have been deleted, and for me the color was added. I was busy in college during this first season, so I missed a crucial bit of setup. When Mr. Peabody begins by saying, “Peabody here with my boy Sherman.” I thought Sherman owned the dog named Mr. Peabody all these years, but am now crestfallen to find that Mr. Peabody obtained Sherman to have a boy to keep himself company! This is still great stuff. We watched the whole series, one episode at a time, as a cartoon interlude between movies in the Timberlane Screening Room. Bring on Season 2!
    “Breaking and Entering” (2007) Jude Law, Juliette Binoche, and Robin Penn Wright in a menàge à trois that manàges to get something wright! A DON’T MISS HIT ! ! !
    “Undercover Blues” (1993) We had to watch this one after catching Dennis Quaid and the Sharks playing on stage at the Spanish Fountain and the river in New Orleans last month. We got belly laughs again from Stanley Tucci’s portrayal of “Marty”. Pokes good-natured fun at the New Orleans police and detectives. Kathleen Turner mud-wrestling a nice sidebar attraction. A Don’t Miss Hit!
    “The Lake House” (2006, 2nd Viewing) Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock in a steamy love story which they share the same place, but not the same time. Their portal is an abandoned mailbox with a red flag they use to communicate with each other. Until one day their two-year long dinner engagement goes awry when one of them, the one in the past, doesn’t show up. Bears up well upon second viewing. HD/DVD Format
    “Casablanca” (1942) When I first saw this movie in a film class at a college in Massachusetts, the 16mm projector created an image as big as the one on my home TV screen. Watching it in the new HD/DVD format gave us a sharp, crisp B&W image which brought this evergreen back to life for us. Will Ilsa go away with Rick or her husband? Ingrid Bergman didn’t know either until she filmed on the last day as the writers were constructing the script as the shooting proceeded. This added a verisimilitude which helped make each viewing of this movie, “The start of a beautiful friendship!” A DON’T MISS HIT! HD/DVD Format
    “Peaceful Warrior” (2006) Based a book I read back in 1987, this movie improves the story dramatically with fresh stories and portrayals of the gymnastic feats of Dan Millman. Nick Nolte brings the character of Socrates to life, who in turn brings Dan to life. Note carefully the key point which turns Dan back to his training with Socrates. A Don’t Miss Hit!

    Misses (Avoid At All Costs): We attempted to watch these this month, but didn't make it all the way through on most of them. Awhile back when three AAAC horrors hit us in one night, I decided to add a sub-category to "Avoid at All Costs", namely, A DVD STOMPER. These are movies so bad, you don't want anyone else to get stuck watching them, so you want to stomp on the disks. That way, if everyone else who gets burnt by the movie does the same, soon no copies of the awful movie will be extant and the world will be better off.

    “Happy Feet” (2006) Under Del-ress (slight duress from Del) I ordered this movie and watched enough it with her to know the title comes from the dancing feet a baby penguin is born with in this cartoon fantasy. Only watched first half of the movie which was insipid music and cartoon choreographer. The other half danced back on its happy feet to Netflix with its ending unwatched. “Rest has too many Hollywood messages,” Del admitted, who earlier saw it at the movies with our grandkids. HD/DVD format.

    Your call on these — Your taste in movies may differ, but I liked them:

    “Night at the Museum” (2006) Ben Stiller, whose name almost spells “Silly,” interviews Ann Meara (his real mom) for a job at the unemployment office, and she turns him down. So he pleads with her and gets a gig that nobody else wants: night watchmen at the Natural History Museum, “Where Natural History comes to Life” — every night, in fact. But being a guy, does Ben read the instructions on how to survive the first night? Noooo, but throw the guy a bone, he keeps coming back for more. Robin Williams as the wax statue of Teddy Roosevelt is a hoot. Gets a 10 on the Silly Scale and a Your Call on the Movie Blurb scale.
    “Daddy and Them” (2001) Written, directed and starred in by a blond Billy Bob Thornton about a dysfunctional couple who drives a long way home to their even more dysfunctional families but somehow learn to become real with and trust each other. A fun and insightful movie.
    “Bobby” (2006) takes us behind the scenes at the Ambassador Hotel on that fateful day in June, 1968 when Bobby Kennedy wins California and loses his life. We follow the lives of a half dozen people who will meet in a cosmic convergence in the kitchen when shots are fired in many directions. Look for Harry Belafonte, Tony Hopkins, Laurence Fishburne, Sharon Stone, Helen Hunt, Charlie Sheen, Bill Macy, Josiah Wood, director Emilio Estevez and other stars in this intimate look at a day in the life of the Ambassador Hotel.
    “Children of Men” (2006) Julianne Moore and Michael Caine have supporting roles in this lugubrious but interesting movie in which no children have been born for over 20 years in 2028. The world is such a mess that even England looks like war-torn Kosovo. This movie makes 2007 look great by comparison! Everything is spiraling slowly downhill when a pregnant woman shows up who makes Mary Magdalene seem like a virgin. Then it spirals down faster until . . . well, that would be telling, wouldn’t it, old chap?
    “City of God” (2002) Based on a true story of how a man rose from the homeless slums of Rio to become a photographer. Another movie of lugubrious war-torn Kosovo-like scenes, but this time in the present. Kids stealing from every vendor and then railing at the “rich people” who have abandoned them. One ganglord stems the violence like Saddam did in Iraq: kills those who disagree with him, until one day his stature takes tumble.
    “The Fountain” (2006) While a brain doctor is working on a cure for some disease using the bark of a special tree in the Yucatan, his wife who is dying of a brain disease writes a book called “The Fountain” about the Tree of Life whose sap can keep one alive indefinitely. Her story and his story are interwoven in a gorgeous and at-times perplexing pattern. She moves from wife, to patient, to Queen of Spain; he from struggling research surgeon to Conquistador, both in search of the fountain of youth.
    “Off the Black” (2006) with Nick Nolte as a high school baseball umpire who makes a fateful call which keeps the local team out of the state playoff game. Locals paper his house and he catches one who breaks his Geo’s back window. It was the pitcher for whom he called “Ball Four” in the bottom of the ninth with the bases loaded and game tied. They become friends and by dint of the very last line of the movie we learn what the title refers to.
    “When the Sky Falls” (2000) is the true story of Veronica Guerin (See 2003 movie of that name (digest53, a HIT!) a gutsy Dublin reporter who puts her and her family life at risk to break the strangehold of mob boss rule in the city. The title comes from a line in the movie, “Let Justice be done though the sky fall.” Veronica did that.
    “Eye of the Beholder” (2000) Ewan McGregor is a surveillance spy and while he is watching Ashley Judd, he sees her commit a brutal murder of the man she is with. Intrigued by her, he follows her from Paris to DC to west Texas to Alaska in winter and along the way plays the role that her Guardian Angel had given up on. Don’t expect this flick to make sense any other way.

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    This Cajun story came to us from Cherie Clark at the Legendre Family Reunion.
    Father Boudreaux was walking back to his church through the graveyard after visiting the tomb of his mother and saw a man sitting on a bench in one of the rows. He was sobbing incessantly. In between the deep sobs the good Father could hear him saying, “Why did you have to die so young?” over and over.

    Hoping to console him, the priest walked over and asked him, “Did your child die, my son?”

    “No, Father.”

    “Was it your wife who died?” “No, Father, it was her first husband!” he replied and then turned back towards the gravestone and cried, “Why did you have to die so young?”

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    5. RECIPE of the MONTH for August, 2007 from Bobby Jeaux’s Kitchen:
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    Fruit Bowl

    To a writer, clichés are like waxen fruit in a bowl. They do not look appetizing. They are usually dusty from being out for so long and do more harm than good by being on display. In Timberlane, I keep fresh fruit in the fruit bowl and that's a reminder to me to avoid waxen cliches in my writing. Don't remember what we did with fruit before10 years ago. Just put them in the refridgerator and on the counter, I suppose. Then I visited Warren and Corrine Liberty in Ukiah, California, and I noticed that she kept a bowl of fresh fruit on her counter. I made a decision to do the same when I returned home. I bought us a Portfino Pear bowl for our kitchen and began buying more fruit than I had before, and when coming home from the A&P for my weekly grocery trip, I removed the fruit, washed the bowl, discarded any unsavory fruit, polished any apples going back in the bowl, and added the new fruit into the bowl.

    The one above is a typical one with green and ripe bananas, apples, peaches, Bartlett pears, and green and red seedles grapes. This is how the fruit bowl looks at the beginning of a new grocery week. By the end of the week, it may be half full, the bananas, pears, peaches, and grapes mostly gone, but with some apples left, and then I rebuild next week's fruit bowl. The spoiled or otherwise uneatable fruit goes into the mulch bed in the garden. Occaisonally in the summer time, we will empty the fruit bowl about mid-week and made a fruit salad of over-ripe bananas and other fruit. Or whip up a smoothy in the Vita-Mix. Very little goes to waste and even the waste enriches the soil in one of our gardens. In the fall and early spring months our Navel oranges, Honeybell oranges, and pink grapefruit from our citrus orchard goes into the fruit bowl, at least a few pieces.

    This year I bought a fresh pineapple each week for several months and placed it in the center of the fruit bowl to ripen for a week before I sliced it into chunks for the fridge, from which we ate for a week, before the new pineapple was ready to chop up. At you can see the top of the pineapple extending above the fruit surrounding it. The vapors from the fresh fruit helps the pineapple to ripen and ensures a delicious ripe pineapple within a week. Note how the red blush on normally yellow Bartlett pears match the color on the Portfino Pear bowl. I've found that the portion of the pears under the red blush has a delicious flavor. I had never paid any attention to the color of Bartlett pears before, but now I choose those with a red blush to them over the all yellow ones.

    As for the bananas, I buy from 7 to 12 of them for a week's time, since I eat one a day and Del averages about a half of banana a day. I buy two or three yellow bananas and the rest as green as possible to get them to last the whole week. I immediately cut off the stem of the banana to make them uniform in the bowl. With practice you'll find it easy to start peeling a banana from the non-stem end.

    For top view of a typical fruit bowl, click on this link: This one is another bowl with Bartlett pears with a red blush.

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    6. POETRY by BOBBY from 2006:
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    This is a poem I wrote for Del for our Annual Cat & Mouse Dinner a year ago. Ever hear of "love at first sight"? With us it was love at first hug. . . .

                Love at First Embrace

    Do you believe in love at first embrace?
    Have you felt the woven threads of karma
    Unravel in a caress so warm a
    New World arises when you part, to face —

    To smile — into each other's eyes, to see
    Deep within the light of a long lost friend.
    Do you believe in love to never end —
    Have you parted the veils of destiny?

    If you believe as I, you know the boon
    Of following your heart beneath the moon
    And finding love comes either late or soon.

    My first love gave four children to hold fast
    My second gave me five years of repast
    My third the luck to save the best for last.


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    7. REVIEWS and ARTICLES for August:
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    And for my Good Readers, here’s the new reviews and articles for this month. The ARJ2 ones are new additions to the top of A Reader’s Journal, Volume 2, Chronological List, and the ART ones to A Reader’s Treasury.

    1.) ARJ2: The Journal of Thoreau — Volume 10, August 1857 to June 1858 by Henry David Thoreau

    A decade of walks in the woods with Thoreau — that’s what this review of Volume 10 of Thoreau’s Journals marks for me. Hard to believe. I had these 14 volumes sitting on my library shelves since about 1977 when I bought them. On June 22, 2001 I began reading the first volume, and now I’m beginning the eleventh volume. In this volume I plan to add more photos of the flora and fauna that Thoreau gives the botanical name for as he discusses finding them in various stages of growth and reproduction. In the Spring portions of this volume he spends a lot of time talking about frog and fish spawn, some of which he keeps in a firkin (small wooden cask) in his residence. With that said, shall we begin our walk through Fall, Winter, and Spring with Henry? He begins with a description of glow-worms, something that I only know about from the popular song of the last century. In this review, I have included eight photos of plants described by Thoreau during his walks. Since he describes them mostly with their Latin names, anyone wishes can view photos of all the plants he describe by a simple search of images using the Google search engine. I have included two examples from the review for you Good Readers who only budget yourself enough time to read the blurbs and not the reviews, up until now.

    [page 3, 4] Examining them by night, they are about tree quarters of an inch long as they crawl. Looking down on one, it shows two bright dots near together on the head, and, along the body, nine transverse lines of light, succeeded by two more bright dots at the other extremity, wider apart than the first. There is also a bright dot on each side opposite the transverse lines. It is a greenish light, growing more green as the worm is brought into more light. A slumbering, glowing, inward light, as if shining for itself inward as much as outward.
          That was a common name, so let’s take a look at what a friend shows him of a flower with a Latin name, the Lobelia Kalmii.
    [page 9] Edward Hoar shows me Lobelia Kalmii, which he gathered in flower in Hopkinton about the 18th of July. (I found the same on the East Branch and the Penobscot); staphylea (in fruit) from Northhampton, plucked with in a week or so (Bigelow says it grows in Weston); also the leaves of a tree growing in Windsor, Vt., which they call the pepperidge, quite unlike our tupelo. Is it not the Celtis crassifolia? He says he found the Uvularia perfoliata on the Stow road, he thinks within Concord bounds.
          It would be a marvelous way to use modern technology to print out for oneself photos of the plants and animals that Thoreau discusses in his journal, bind them into a notebook and take it along on a walk through the various areas he discusses. This would give one a view of how little or how much the areas have changed in the 150 years since Thoreau walked these areas of Concord and New England, carrying only a pad and pencil to record what he found. It has certainly given me an improved appreciation of the value of the Latin botanical names as a way of identifying specific plants which might have dozens of variations of local names, names which likely have changed several times over the decades since Thoreau wrote in his Journals.        Thoreau admired an old man he saw carrying an axe in one hand and carrying his shoes stuffed with wild apples and a dead robin in his other hand as he walked barefooted along the road. His pockets were also full of apples and together with his shoes carried essential food for his larder. He will share the food he carries and the stories of how he obtained it with his wife when he reaches his home. No doubt the food will be made more palatable to both of them by the stories he has to tell.
    [page 109, 110] I had gone but little way on the old Carlisle road when I saw Brooks Clark, who is now about eighty and bent like a bow, hastening along the road, barefooted, as usual, with an axe in his hand; was in haste perhaps on account of the cold wind on his bare feet. . . . When he got up to me, I saw that besides the axe in one hand, he had his shoes in the other, filled with knurly apples and a dead robin. He stopped and talked with me a few moments; said that we had had a noble autumn and might now expect some cold weather. I asked if he had found the robin dead. No, he said, he found it with its wing broken and killed it. He also added that he had found some apples in the woods, and as he hadn't anything to carry them in, he put 'em in his shoes. They were queer-looking trays to carry fruit in. How many he got in along toward the toes, I don't know. I noticed, too, that his pockets were stuffed with them. His old tattered frock coat was hanging in strips about the skirts, as were his pantaloons, about his naked feet. He appeared to have been out on a scout this gusty afternoon, to see what he could find, as the youngest boy might. It. pleased me to see this cheery old man, with such a feeble hold on life, bent almost double, thus enjoying the evening of his days. Far be it from me to call it avarice or penury, this childlike delight in finding something in the woods or fields and carrying it home in the October evening, as a trophy to be added to his winter's store. Oh, no; he was happy to be Nature's pensioner still, and bird-like to pick up his living. Better his robin than your turkey, his shoes full of apples than your barrels full; they will be sweeter and suggest a better tale. He can afford to tell how he got them, and we to listen. There is an old wife, too, at home, to share them and hear how they were obtained. Like an old squirrel shuffling to his hole with a nut. Far less pleasing to me the loaded wain, more suggestive of avarice and of spiritual penury.
           Brooks was a man who lived the way Thoreau did. Two men to whom pockets full of food were more desirable than food-laden wagons which smack of material greed and spiritual poverty.       Thoreau spent little time inside churches praying; he found his prayers like he found his food, out-of-doors. His spiritual appetite was whetted by adventitious ministers such as Brooks Clark who provided, as he hastened home to his wife that evening, a week’s worth of holiness and prayer for Thoreau — and for us if we but ponder on his words below.
    [page 110] This old man's cheeriness was worth a thousand of the church's sacraments and memento mori's. It was better than a prayerful mood. It proves to me old age as tolerable, as happy, as infancy. I was glad of an occasion to suspect that this afternoon he had not been at "work" but living somewhat after my own fashion (though he did not explain the axe), — had been out to see what nature had for him, and now was hastening home to a burrow he knew, where he could warm his old feet. If he had been a young man, he would probably have thrown away his apples and put on his shoes when he saw me coming, for shame. But old age is manlier; it has learned to live, makes fewer apologies, like infancy. This seems a very manly man. I have known him within a few years building stone wall by himself, barefooted.
          Without a doubt, Thoreau could be called one of the first tree-huggers. When Melvin tells him that Sted sold the trunk of a pasture oak to Garty for ten dollars and several cords of wood, here’s what Henry had to say about that, “What a mean bribe to take the life of so noble a tree!” We would say it was a measly sum to receive in place of such a beautiful living tree. Like his sermons, Thoreau received his firewood adventitiously and loved it the more for its accidental acquisition during his hikes abroad. His fire was not made from trees who died prematurely by the swing of an axe, but from wood already felled by old age or lightning. Even so he did not settle for trashy wood, but instead he selected only the best wood for his hearth. He admires the chestnut and describes in detail how Nature has adorned and protected all the while leaving diamonds barely clad in the dirt to fend for themselves! “What a perfect chest the chestnut is packed in!” (Page 121) To him, picking chestnuts itself is a worthy meditation.
           In Thoreau we find a man truly at peace with himself and his lot in life. Every day is a wonder to him and he rides through the seasons as a child on a carousel. It is not a boring-go-round, but a merry-go-round to the child-like Thoreau who is eager to go around again and again with ever-increasing wonderment and joy. His theme of the seasons on pages 127 through 130 inspired me to write this poem of the seasons using some of the details of each season laid down by Thoreau in those pages:

           Seasons come and seasons go
           Winter falls with little show
           But nothing eludes the glimpse
           Of Henry David Thoreau.

           The wind and rain have come
           To settle their accounts for Fall
           And washed the snow-fleas
           From the meadow's trees.

           Winter's springs are overfull
           And the ducks can fly away;
           We can stock our firewood
           For the chilly winter's day.

           A bricklayer works from sun to sun, but a thinker’s work is never done. Pardon the paraphrase of a common saying, but Thoreau has inspired me with this next passage. As a writer myself, I know that the common impression of a writer is some lazy lout who is not good enough for the workday world, someone who lolls around the house and occasionally places a few words on paper and calls it a day. Nothing could be further from the truth, but only those who have held the full-time job of a writer will know this truth. Thoreau did and this is perhaps his finest expression of what it is to be a writer, to undertake the mighty task of bringing a thought into written form on a page.
    [page 404, 405] The thinker, he who is serene and self-possessed, is the brave, not the desperate soldier. He who can deal with his thoughts as a material, building them into poems in which future generations will delight, he is the man of the greatest and rarest vigor, not sturdy diggers and lusty polygamists. He is the man of energy, in whom subtle and poetic thoughts are bred. Common men can enjoy partially; they can go a-fishing rainy days; they can read poems perchance, but they have not the vigor to beget poems. They can enjoy feebly, but they cannot create. Men talk of freedom! How many are free to think? free from fear, from perturbation, from prejudice? Nine hundred and ninety-nine in a thousand are perfect slaves. How many can exercise the highest human faculties? He is the man truly — courageous, wise, ingenious — who can use his thoughts and ecstasies as the material of fair and durable creations. One man shall derive from the fisherman's story more than the fisher has got who tells it. The mass of men do not know how to cultivate the fields they traverse. The mass glean only a scanty pittance where the thinker reaps an abundant harvest. What is all your building, if you do not build with thoughts? No exercise implies more real manhood and vigor than joining thought to thought. How few men can tell what they have thought! I hardly know half a dozen who are not too lazy for this. They cannot get over some difficulty, and therefore they are on the long way round. You conquer fate by thought. If you think the fatal thought of men and institutions, you need never pull the trigger. The consequences of thinking inevitably follow. There is no more Herculean task than to think a thought about this life and then get it expressed.
          We will close our walk through the woods with Henry, a decade of years and volumes, with many miles and seasons behind us, and many “miles to go before we sleep” as Robert Frost notably wrote. Were we alive in Henry’s time, he would not have allowed us his company, but one hundred and fifty years of separation, and we are fit company indeed for our intrepid explorer of Concord. He allows us to observe the flora and fauna which he observes, to climb the mountains he climbs, to paddle and float down the rivers in his boat, to reach into pouts’ nests with him, to pluck up a handful of coupling frogs, to raise spawn in a firkin with him, to think sparrow thoughts and eagle thoughts with him, to quicken our hearts with his as the flicker quickens the wintry woods back into springy life. Till we meet again in these pages, dear Reader, let me say to you what H. D. T.’s friend R. W. E. said about what a friend is, “We will meet as though we met not, and part as though we parted not.”

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    2.) ARJ2: The Parrot’s Theorem — A Novel by Denis Guedj

    How can a novel be a runaway bestseller in France and not be heard of in the United States? It must have something to do with mathematics, one might guess, and one would be right. Within the cover of this 344 page novel, the author weaves into the fabric of an adventure story the fascinating history of mathematics, covering every major mathematician’s life and contribution. This is not likely to pull viewers away from Survivor, Dancing with Celebrities, Bridezilla, or any popular sitcom on television these days. The author is a professor of the History of Science in Paris and must be delighted at the response of his country to his tale of the origin of mathematics up to the present day.
           The novel begins with Pierre’s old friend from the War (WWII), Elgar, writing to him from Manaus on the Amazon River. First he writes 1001 Pages instead of A Thousand and One Pages for the name of Pierre’s bookshop in Paris, then he creates the mathematical equation in place of his name. And, like in The Life of Pi, someone promises the best stories imaginable, only this time the stories are in original editions of math books, or, in the words of Pierre and Elgar, "books of maths". If The Life of Pi contained stories to make you believe in God, then this novel contains stories to make you believe in maths.

    [page 2, 3] Dear πR,
          From the way I've spelled your name, you should be able to guess who I am. Right first time, it's me, Elgar — get your breath back. I know — we haven't seen each other for half a century. I've counted. . . .
          Why write now, after all this time? Because I've sent you some books. Why you? Because you were my best friend in the whole world, and anyway you're the only bookseller I know. I'm sending you my library: all of my books — almost a ton of books about maths.
          All the classics are there. I suppose you think it's strange that I refer to maths as if it were literature, but I guarantee that there are better stories in my books than in the best novels. . . . [They] might even make a confirmed reader of novels like you happy. . . .
          The books that I have collected were for me alone. Every night, I'd choose one to spend the night with; and they've been wonderful nights, torrid, humid equatorial nights. Nights every bit as important to me as when we were sowing our wild oats long ago in the hotels around the old Sorbonne. . . .

          An example is the story of Thales, the man who gave us the concept of an angle. How fitting it is that we commonly use the Greek letter θ (theta) to represent angles and the first letter of Thales’ name in Greek is θ or the digraph "th" in English. What Thales did was to consider that the angle was a thing in itself, thus adding a fourth element to geometry which typically only contained length, breadth, and volume, up until then. Mr. Ruche showed Max, Jonathan and Lea how one might have gone about measuring the height of a great pyramid in Egypt in the time before any maths were available. Mr. Ruche tells the story of how Thales and some fellah he met near the pyramid measured the height of the pyramid.
    [page 27] “Thales considered the idea: my shadow relates to me exactly as the shadow of the pyramid relates to the pyramid itself. From this, he deduced that, at the moment his shadow was equal to his height, the shadow of the pyramid would be equal to its height. He had found a solution. Now he simply needed to put it into practice. “He would not be able to do it alone, so the fellah agreed to help him. At dawn the next day, the fellah went and sat in the shadow of the pyramid. Thales drew a circle in the sand near the pyramid, the radius of which was his height, and stood in the center, keeping his eyes fixed on his shadow. The moment the tip of his shadow touched the circumference, the moment it was equal to his height, he called to the fellah who immediately planted a stake at the point of the pyramid's shadow. Thales ran towards the stake. Using a rope held taut, they measured the distance from the stake to the base of the pyramid. Once they had calculated the length of the shadow, they could begin to calculate the height of the pyramid.”
          This was the first of many stories about pioneers of the maths with which Pierre Ruche regaled his class of three young students, Max (12), Jonathan and Lea (twins of 16), which fills out to four if we include the Amazon blue parrot Max found wounded in the warehouse district. The parrot was named Sid Vicious or simply Sidney. The parrot also seemed to know about maths, but didn’t talk very much. The narrator comments after an episode in which Max broadcast, “Attention! Attention! This is a theorem!” through a loudspeaker from a tape recorder:
    [page 29] Jonathan and Lea were speechless. Only Sidney seemed unimpressed, perhaps jealous that this non-human was capable of speech. Max pressed “Stop” on the tape recorder and all was silent.
          Pierre agreed with what Max had broadcast and called it “Thales’ theorem” and explained its importance:
    [page 29, 30] “Objects which look similar to each other have the same form. If proportions are conserved, then the form is conserved — in fact, you might more accurately say that form is what is conserved when dimensions are changed but proportions maintained.”
          Thales was apparently learning about a lot more than just angles. Maths have a lot to tell us about life apparently. “Mathematics is simply a series of clever tricks devised by great minds,” Pierre said on page 28, and this novel was already in a couple of dozen pages bringing to life one of those clever tricks of the great mind of Thales from 2600 years earlier. Anyone who thinks that maths is what one does with calculators and so one only needs a calculator instead of studying maths is on the wrong track. Try explaining how form is maintained when dimensions are changed using a calculator.
           Protagoras is known for his famous dictum that “man is the measure of all things” and that saying takes on new meaning when we discover the unit that Thales used in measuring the pyramid. There were no standard measuring devices such as tape measures or rulers back then, so Thales had to improvise, according to Pierre. His unit shouldn’t seem strange to us as our measurement of “foot” is approximately the length of a human foot.
    [page 38] “The only thing he had to measure length with was a piece of rope. He needed a unit of measurement, so he used the Thales — he measure it in units of his own height.”
    The large crate of books from Elgar’s library undergoes a perilous journey across the Atlantic Ocean to Paris. The tramp steamer was in danger of foundering in high waves and the captain had already given the order to toss the crate of books overboard with the other freight when a Cuban vessel arrived to assist the ship. When it did arrive Pierre had allocated space in an upstairs unused room for it and it came to be known as the Rainforest Library. As he unloaded each book, he found some of them were written before the invention of printing and almost every book was an original or of a very limited edition of a book on mathematics.
          Along about this time the men from whom Max wrested the parrot after they fought over who was to get it began looking for Max and the parrot again and they get a hot lead from a pet shop that Max stumbles into. While the lessons in maths are flourishing, sinister forces are endeavoring to extract the parrot from Max’s possession. This flux between the stories about maths and the bad guys tracking down Max and Sidney give the novel a pull and keeps the reader engrossed in the parallel plot lines. For me, the stories of the maths provided an excellent review of all the math courses I took from high school all the way through advanced calculus during my academic work in physics. Here were stories about such men as Fermat, Gauss, Dekekind, Decartes, Cantor, Napier, Legendre, Lagrange, Pascal, Riemann, Euler, and many other familiar names which I only knew from studying how to use their “clever tricks,” but about whose lives I knew very little. To me this was the fascinating attraction of this book which kept me turning page after page in delightful anticipation.
          Albert the Paris taxi driver was a guide to the world, a world which he learned about from his passengers who were world travelers. He knew of the cities of the world, New York, Tokyo, Bogota, Singapore, Rio, all without leaving his cab. To Albert cities were a reality and countries an abstract concept, a figure which only exists on a map.
    [page 91] “Cities, mind you, not countries. Countries only exist on maps, but cities . . . cities are real places.”
           Numbers were real things to the Greeks. By numbers they meant integers. They had no word to distinguish numbers from integers because all the numbers they knew of were integers. The very word “integer” is a modern concept which had to be introduced after the Greeks worked through the play of concepts which might be called the “Square Root of 2 in 3 Acts”. It is a drama which shaped the very world we live in today.
    [page 92] “Since some of you can’t wait to find out about how irrational numbers rocked the world more than two thousand years ago, we’ve organized this night school”, began Mr Ruche. “It was in the fifth century BC, in a town called Crotona somewhere in the Greek Empire — probably what we now call southern Italy, and it’s a drama in three acts. Act 1: Everything is a number. Act 2: If a square has sides one unit in length, the diagonal of the square cannot be expressed as a number. Act 3: Therefore measurement must exist which cannot be expressed as numbers. This idea, which the Pythagoreans put forward themselves, suddenly placed their view of the world in jeopardy. It was essential that it be kept secret.”
          In this dramatic episode we see how esoteric knowledge began. Those who had the knowledge felt that the rest of the world was not ready to receive it and that it had best be kept secret until the world were ready. Rudolf Steiner made it clear that the esoteric knowledge he possessed, which had been kept secret from the public for ages going back before ancient Greece, was knowledge that the world was ready to receive at the beginning of the twentieth century, and he presented his esoteric knowledge in his writings and lectures as a spiritual science. He called it a science of the full human being or anthropos and gave it the name, anthroposophy.
          In the study of π we find that there is π in the sky and π on the Earth. Most of my life I have lived within a few miles of the large and winding Mississippi River which is governed by the curious number we know as π. During their field trip to the Palace of Discovery built for the Great Exhibition of 1900, a large oval room was built with the first 700 decimals of π emblazoned in a complete arc around the room. They listened to the guide talk about π and how it could be found in the far reaches of the cosmos as well as down here on Earth.
    [page 263] “Two or three little things before we finish', said the guide. 'You shouldn't think that π exists only in the world of pure maths. It can also be found, here and there, in physical phenomena and in cosmology.” He pointed to the dome above and pressed a button. The lights went out, and a projection of the stars appeared. “Some astronomers believe that π is present in the heavens. If every star in the sky is referenced by two coordinates expressed as whole numbers, the probability that those numbers will have no common factor is 6/(π*2). The lights in the dome came on again. “Here on earth, π is linked to the great rivers of the world”, the guide continued. “Large rivers flow slowly and tend to meander. If one compares the length of the river from source to estuary as the crow flies with the true length of the river, measuring all the meandering, the ratio is almost exactly 3.14. The flatter the topography, the closer the ratio is to π.
          Max and his parrot, Sidney, are kidnaped and Pierre Ruche must drive in Albert’s taxi from Paris to Sicily to find them and when they arrive they find that Pierre’s other old friend, a third pal from the war, is waiting to greet them. So the mystery is solved, but with great difficulty and we can only wonder if the parrot will live happily ever after or die at the hands of the kidnappers. What have we learned from our journey through the history of maths? Deep gratitude to the men whose lives were devoted to coming up with the “series of clever tricks” we know as mathematics. A deeper respect for the contributions of the Arabs, for another thing. They took a book written in India with the ten digits we all use now, translated it, and made it into such a popular form of calculating that it was their name that popular parlance has attached to what we call “Arabic numbers.” Then Al-Jabr began a little bone-setting and we had algebra to help us set things straight in a world of unknowns. We have also learned that maths can be exciting. Denis Guedj orchestrates the lives of Elgar, Mr Ruche, Perrette, Albert the taxi driver, Max, the teenage twins: Jonathan and Lea, an Amazon blue parrot name Sid Vicious, and a few thugs to convey the sense of excitement that anyone can get by studying the history of mathematics. We have a chance to visit the Institu du Monde Arab building and watch the 27,000 irises open automatically to let more light into the glass monolith and walk through the Palace of Discovery with the large room with the 700 digits of Pi arrayed around its lower ceiling. We have learned the origin of the five great constants of π, e, i, 0, and 1 and why they are important even to people who have never heard of some of them, and how they are united in one grand embrace in Euler's Equation. If five such amazingly different numbers which came into existence over thousands of years can be related so intimately it gives us hope that the amazingly different people of the world will discover that we are all intimately related to each other and can embrace each other as well.

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    3.) ARJ2: Broken Vessels — The Spiritual Structure of Human Frailty, GA#318 by Rudolf Steiner

    These lectures formed part of a course in Pastoral Medicine which Rudolf Steiner gave to a mixed audience of priests and physicians. In it he wished to give both the priest and the physician a view of the human being as a spiritual as well as physical being.
           Were the spiritual experiences of Hildegard von Bingen due to migraine headaches as some analysts today would aver? Or were they real experiences, if somewhat unbalanced, as Steiner claims? If we are to understand these and other experiences of real human beings, we must be willing as either priests or physicians to open ourselves up to the four bodies of the human being, the physical body, etheric or life body, the astral body, and the Ego body. Those bodies are to be understood through living thinking, the kind of thinking that Steiner portrayed for us in his writing ever and again. If we would truly understand these four bodies of the full human, the anthropos, we must come to grips with how Steiner describes them in his Theosophy and other writings. One cannot understand these bodies with the dead, passive thinking using abstract concepts which are the modus operandi of scientists, up until now.
          Sometimes people who seem broken to us are experiencing a full inner life of which we often have no clue. They seem to have found access to spiritual worlds of which we are likewise clueless. Lipson’s answer is revealing and insightful.

    [page 12] When inwardly broken, we may emerge from the network of accustomed concepts that normally paralyzes the world for us. The writer Flannery O’Connor suggested a similar view in her reply to an interviewer who asked her why the best American literature was from the South. “Because we lost the war,” she said, meaning the Civil War. The assault on ossified structure led, in some cases, to fruitful openings.
    Steiner says one must transcend mere knowledge of minerals and plants if one is prepare medicines which truly heal the ill. This should be a wake-up call to such organizations like the American Medical Association who are seriously ill with an untreated case of materialism, up until now. Truth in advertising would require the AMA to be called the “American Materialistic Association.”
    [page 122] You can see that one must recognize the spirit in nature, the spirit that is in the mineral and plant kingdoms of the world. It is the spirit, not the substance, that one must know, because in reality one heals the human being through the spirit that is in the mineral and the plant.
    If one is not healing with the spirit that is in medicines, then one could expect that new medications would arise to popularity, and then be quickly followed by lawsuits from those who were harmed more than healed. And, a quick scan of television commercials will evince that to be the case.
           One might think that the priest works in the realm of the spiritual and the physician in the realm of the physical. That would be easy enough for priests and physicians to distinguish their fields of operation in a human being, if that were the case. Steiner gives us a look at how the physician operates. Even though physicians may be governed by the rules of the materialistic AMA, when they treat a human being, they are adjusting the consciousness as well as the physiology of their patient. And the consciousness entails a person’s soul, even though how the soul is affected may not be known consciously by either the patient or the physician, the effect is there, and the physician ignores that effect at their patient’s and their own peril.
           The priest, on the other hand, performs rituals in full view and consciousness of their flock, be it a church or at the bedside of an ill member of their flock. During the ritual, the spiritual world flows into both the priest and the parishioner. Since no suggestion is present in a ritual, a sacrament, e.g. communion, cannot be symbolic, but must involve a streaming of the spiritual world directly into the person receiving communion. Here we can see the difference in approach of the physician whose therapy brings life to consciousness and the priest whose ritual brings consciousness to life.
           But both the priest and the physician exist in a modern world which the organizations they belong to have changed dramatically. The physician’s organization ignores the spiritual element and the priest’s organization ignores the physical elements of their charges. For priests and physicians to work in concert with a human being who needs their respective care, each must be ready to observe a lighting up of the spirit, but from a different perspective.
          Medical science today only understands the human body by its physical body. The physical body without the etheric, astral, or Ego bodies is but a corpse on a medical examiner’s table. It is pale, lifeless, and cold. Only the mineral aspects of the human being remains and only for a few days before it begins to decompose. Physicians dissect such corpses in anatomy and are taught to examine their patients as though they were corpses. Perhaps that’s why doctors so often ask their patients to “Keep still.” They act as though motion were a bad thing in a human being instead of an indication of living organism. They treat the heart as a pump that can be simply replaced with another pump if it breaks down. If you have spent much time around boat owners and car owners working on their vehicles, you may have heard them talk more affectionately about their yacht or Bugatti than most doctors talk about their patient on an operating table. The patient is often referred to as the disease they are there to be operated on for, “Your next two patients are the thyroid and the hernia.” The patient is converted into a corpse-like state for the operation, and the operating team talks about what they are doing as if the patient weren’t there.
          But we are more than a physical body — while we are alive we have an etheric, astral, and Ego body. These additional three bodies have effects upon the physical body and are ignored at the physician’s and their patient’s peril.
    [page 28] The human being stands before us in a physical body, which has a long evolution behind it, three preparatory stages before it became an earthly body – as described in my book, An Outline of Occult Science. This earthly body needs to be understood much more than it is by today’s anatomy and physiology. For the human physical body as it is today is a true image of the etheric body, which is in its third stage of development, and of the astral body, which is in its second stage, and even to a ceratin degree of the ego organization that humans first received on earth, which therefore is in its first stage of development.
    Now, all of these stages of development are ignored by physicians who are not anthroposophically trained. How much more complex is the human being than what is studied in anatomy and physiology today. Physicians who do not know the complexities and interactions of the physical, etheric, astral, and Ego bodies will produce equivalent results as if one took precious paintings of Rembrandt to a paint-by-numbers hobbyist to be restored. One might imagine the results would not be acceptable, and an unacceptably high percentage of the paintings would have to be discarded.
          Steiner gives several different examples of pathology resulting from various states of dysfunction by the four human bodies, either being too closely bound together or not bound together enough. Physicians with their therapeutic efforts often oppose the spiritual beings whose efforts involve creating an illness as part of furthering the karmic plan which the ill person has laid down for their life. When one understands this process fully, one is able to say in every circumstance what Robert A. Schuller recommended to his Hour of Power audience, “God is answering my prayers.” What we mean by “God” is those spiritual beings operating in our lives at every moment, even when their process involves an illness which is necessary for our karmic well-being, even though it may require a temporary reduction of our physical well-being. The painting of the Angel with the Broken Vase shows a live sprout growing out of a broken vessel and seems to represent the kind of interaction the spiritual beings have in our lives when we seem to be a broken vessel from the perspective of the materialistic world, but from the spiritual world, we appear as a living sprout of new life.
    [page 47] One sees illness being treated not by human beings but by spiritual beings. One kind of treatment is the kind human beings evolve: that is, treatment from the aspect of the earth. It consists of restoring the previous condition through some therapy that breaks up the illness. The spiritual beings that have to do with humanity treat illness differently. They weave an illness into the fabric of karma.
    We watched a Star Trek Voyager episode in which invisible aliens were making the crew sick. Captain Janeway had a weeklong migraine headache, Chakotay became suddenly old looking, and various other crew members went to sick bay, some with life-threatening illnesses. No one could see these aliens or knew of their presence on the Voyager starship. When Seven of Nine had her Borg implants adjusted by the Doctor, she could see the aliens going around the ship, hovering over members of the crew and making them sick. In particular, she saw two aliens inserting acupuncture-type needles into the places where Janeway was having her headaches. I had just finished writing my draft review of this book, and it occurred to me that what the aliens were doing is exactly what spiritual beings do as they “weave an illnesses into the fabric of karma” in our lifetime. We get migraines, perhaps, like Janeway did, and we cannot perceive the spiritual beings who are causing them. But they are real nevertheless. Of course, in the Voyager episode, they had to find a way to make the aliens visible, discover their motives (research), and then get rid of them, a typical human reaction, but if we did the same thing to our spiritual beings to stop them weaving an illness into our karma, what would be the effect? We would never balance our karma, which is another way of saying that we would never progress into the spiritual world and would remain as reincarnated earthly beings until our death would coincide with the death of the Earth. If we, like the Voyager crew did, were to make these spiritual beings visible suddenly to everyday folks they would want to get rid of them as well, to their own detriment! Fortunately the world is such that in order to perceive these spiritual beings, one must undergo an initiation in which one comes to understand the goals and objectives of the spiritual beings and the salubrious effect of their actions on each human being’s existence over thousands of years of karmic working out. It is all part of the great plan which leads us as human beings to becoming spiritual beings ourselves before the Earth dissolves away.
          There was a time when the source of all illnesses was sought in sin, when the spiritual world was thought to be the source of the things of the physical world. Remove what was wrong with a person spiritually and what was wrong physically will go away. Certainly one can find many instances which demonstrate this in stories in the Bible. A demon is cast out of a person and they are no longer ill. But in modern times, that belief has fallen aside, to replaced by whatever the newest theory or technology suggests. In the nascent twenty-first century, that would be genetics and genetic engineering. All diseases are deemed to have some genetic basic and with the results of the human genome project, our medical scientists seek the one gene which is the cause of every disease. Have you noticed how many deeds people do today which were formerly considered sinful or immoral and today are considered due to some genetic defect or medical condition? Whereas before sin was deemed to cause illness, now illness seems to cause sin ! Has anyone ever considered seriously that the whole human rational process of assessing blame is wrong? The truth seems to be deeper than either direction to which one can assign a cause-effect relationship.
           In other words, it’s belief all the way down! No matter whether one is religious or materialistic, one’s beliefs govern how one might be cured or healed. Naturally the materialistic scientists do not accept that their views are beliefs, but their arguments that their views are true are on as thin an ice as the religious persons are.
           A scientist who does not understand the mysteries that comprise the human being can be fooled into thinking, like Dr. Frankenstein, that it is possible to build a human being from its component parts. Steiner uses an elaborate metaphor of building a house to help us understand this matter.
           As human beings we are born “broken vessels” which are held together by the forces of the universe for 28 years after which we must take over the holding-together effort. We must learn to balance our four essential human bodies: physical, etheric, astral, and Ego so one body does not penetrate further into the others than is healthy for us both spiritually and physically. We must learn to balance spirit and nature, heaven and earth, not as some fixed perfection which never varies, but as a tight-rope walker or a bicycle rider does, by accepting the necessity of swaying first to one side and then to the other as a part of a successful passage along one’s path.
           If we lose our balance, we must ever remember our Guardian Angels whose guidance will help us to regain that balance in the moment we ask, if not before. In a world in which the presence of a personal angel to help and guide each one of us may seem far-fetched simply because so few people profess to have one. Truth is, most people forgot about their personal angel as they grow up in the world. And their angel, if ignored and forgotten for long enough, will give up upon them, thus bringing into reality the very expectation of the individual who ignored their Guardian Angel for so long. What’s the proof of the existence of one’s Guardian Angel? These angels operate within one to help one make good decisions. The answer and proof of their existence lies ever in the life that one lives and the decisions that one makes every day. Test this proof in your life, if you are skeptical and let your own experience prove it to you.
          There is much more to ponder in the review, and even more to study in the lectures contained in “Broken Vessels” itself.

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    1.) ARJ2: No Experts Needed — The Meaning of Life According to You! by Louise Lewis

    Ask any expert what you should do when you are laid off, for example, and what will they say? “It’s like riding a horse, if you get thrown off, get right back on immediately.” Or some such trite sharing of their expertise. Should a gal who survives a sky-diving failure of her parachute to open, jump out of the next plane she’s in wearing a defective parachute? Some times life sends you a message, and when that message is a strong one, experts are the last people whose advice you should ask for or take. Otherwise you might find yourself falling to Earth with another defective parachute! If Louise had taken the “get back on the horse immediately” advice, there would be no book of hers to talk about. She’d be in another 9-to-5 job, this time with the lowest seniority. Luckily, instead of remorse at losing her job of many years, she felt freedom! Listen to her own words describe her situation:

    [page 1] On October 9, 2002, I was “set free” from my job of eleven years, an event more commonly known as getting laid off. Since I’m a nauseatingly positive person most of the time, it was quite natural for me to shine a positive light over losing my job as well. I now know that if it weren’t for losing my job, I would not have been in such a vulnerable state of mind; had I not been in such a vulnerable state of mind, I would not have been open to seeing the moment as the start of a new chapter in my life. Ultimately, both worked hand in hand and allowed me to receive help and guidance, which Spirit immediately provided.
    She asked in desperation, “What am I going to do?” and lowered her head in prayerful expectation. Three answers came from her Muse.
    [page 5] 1) You’re going to be OK, Louise. I’ll take care of you.
                 2) This is only a new chapter in your life.
                 3) You hold the pen; I’ll guide your hand. And together, we’ll write one hell of a chapter.
    No certified expert would suggest that someone who is teetering at the brink of a black crevasse take the advice of a Spirit, would they? And yet that is exactly what Louise did. Nor would any expert suggest that she spend her birthday alone. Yet she did. And from that elegant dinner at Bayside Restaurant in Newport Beach, California came the first answer to her question, “What is your spontaneous answer to the meaning of life?” She asked this of Carlos after being prompted by Spirit, You now know what question to ask. And you now know what you have to do. A few days later, she was in Waters Restaurant in Irvine, California, and a man introduced himself as Garrett and asked what she was writing. She explained she would like him to write down spontaneously his answer to her question, “What is the meaning of life according to you?” His answer was very powerful and led her to ask a followup question, something she rarely did to people whom she asked her eponymous question.
    [page 13] Garrett: To do good in the eyes of the Lord. To understand the Abramic covenant. To read the words of the prophets and to read in those words the design of the Lord, the one true God of us all. Then, to understand the renewed covenant that is offered through the Messiah as predicted in Psalm 23 and Isaiah 54 and carried out in the new (covenant) testament gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, and further amplified in Romans, Galatians, and Corinthians and particularly recounted in Acts. The sea is water, but not the water of life, which is through Jesus. The boat moves not the sea.
    Her followup question was, “Why did you choose to give this particular answer?” Garrett’s words hold a combination of beauty and truth which brought Louise to tears when she read them.
    [page 14] Garrett: "When you are so lost that you are absolutely sure no one would ever forgive you under any circumstances, when you have given up all hope of finding any love, when you have come to the absolute point of no further hope, when you know no one will ever love you, don't ever forget the one who promises to do so."
          The beauty and sincerity of Garrett's words touched my soul, and I cried. Actually, I have cried almost every time I have read his response.
    Thank you for your great question, Louise Lewis. You have blessed my life and those of all the people you asked to write down their answers. Your book has made authors of everyone who took the time to answer your question. All I can say in closing is Thus a Teacher, So also a Learner!

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    2.Comments from Readers:

    • EMAIL from Doyle Henderson in Riverside, California:
      Bobby, your July Digest was incredible!

      It took me hours to read it all, which I did and enjoyed just about everything. How do you create all that stuff? Of course the photos are absolutely beautiful, even on my laptop.

      Thank you....

    • EMAIL from Steven in Riverside, California. Note how he sent automatic email by clicking the link midpage in the Digest he was reading. This is a convenience for writers and helps identify where they are reading on the doyletics site. Do use this feature if you are unknown to me and wish to write. Bobby:
             [Email sent from Digest No. 077 Mid-page.]

      It's a lot to take in here at your domain, You seem to be one of a few people who were able to capture decades of knowledge from a "Cold-War" engineer. I grew up in San Bernardino, so your interview was very cool to read.

      I think what stopped me cold, and prompted me to write, was the great reviews you have done.

      The topics are ones I share an fervent interest in. To find reviews about Jerome Bruner, F.A. Hayek, LaDoux all in one place was a little mindblowing. But there is a lot more work to do for sure.

      So thanks for all the hard work as I can imagine you spend all your time on content for your site.

      Glad I met you by internet,
      Same here! Bobby

    • EMAIL from Tom Parker, a new friend on the internet who is new to using the speed trace, but is having amazing results. Here is one of his reports about removing visual migraines. He found out that relief was just a short speed trace or two away. Thanks for writing, Tom!


      You asked me about my experiences with the Speed Trace technique. So far I have used it for Visual Migraines, Eye Twitches, Sweating Palms, Lower Back pain and the All Thumbs condition. Results have been various and all quite interesting.

      The Case of the Visual Disturbances
      For at least 20 years I have had visual disturbances that I called Tunnel Vision episodes and the neurologists call Visual Migraines. I have known for many years that they were stress related.

      A typical episode begins with a very small "blind spot" much like the after image from looking at a bright spot of light. Usually I have to check to make sure it is not a after image. Visual migraine patterns seem to be unique to the individual.

      In my case the small "blind spot", which may or may not be in center of vision, slowly expands in a C-shaped vibrating cross-hatched pattern either to my right or my left. The Visual Migraine affects both eyes and the pattern can be see with eyes shut. It takes about 20 minutes for the C-shaped pattern to expand beyond my scope of vision and then it is gone.

      I have known for years that it was stress-related. In almost all cases I had absolutely no idea what triggered it. The trigger was very elusive. Since I know that they are related to stress, I would usually just sit back in a comfortable chair and relax until the pattern enlarged to the point that it was no longer visible.

      So far I have used the Speed Trace on two Visual Migraine episodes. While the first episode was underway doing a Speed Trace interfered with the expansion pattern. Instead of expanding in the usual way the small vibrating visual spot stayed small. In fact, it seemed to disappear from time to time as I did Time Marks down to I think Age 1 month. When I decided that it had really disappeared, I got up from my relaxed position in the chair and walked across the room. At that point I saw that although I did not see it while in the chair, the usual expansion had gone one because I could see the pattern enlarged to the point that it was about to disappear. I was quite delighted. The Speed Trace was the first thing I had found that had ANY effect on the Visual Migraine patterns. And I remembered that you said to count partial results as a success and to repeat the Speed Trace until full success was achieved.

      In the second case I was waiting for a friend to come by and pick me up for a drive to a neighboring city (Oakland, Calif.). As I waited I saw the Visual Migraine pattern appear. So I did a Speed Trace and again ran the Time Marks down to Age 1 month. The small visual pattern remained small and disappeared completely. Again, I was delighted.

      I have not had a Visual Migraine since. Should one be re-staged I will again do the Speed Trace. For some [unconscious] reason I forgot to ask the Plausibility Question. If they return I will probably ask - if I remember! If they have gone never to return I will let you know.

    • EMAIL from Tim in New Jersey. [Bobby NOTE: Anyone know whereabouts of Ed Hackerson, please let me know. March 14, 2009 NOTE: Ed Hackerson is now known as Ross Hackerson. His website is Thanks to Jane Bean for this information — Bobby.]
      Hi Bobby!
      I found your page about NLP when I was searching for Ed Hackerson. I met Ed in El Paso in 1975, and I'm interested in seeing if I can locate him. I spent a lot of time with him in various contexts, including being Rolfed by him a few years later. When I last spoke with Ed, he was in New Orleans, but I haven't been in touch with him for a few years.

      I still have my copy of The Structure of Magic, looks just like the one on the page. I enjoyed the piece about NLP, but haven't been to many other places on the site yet, so feel free to enlighten me about Doyletics!

    • EMAIL Del's cousin Patrick in Houston:
      Thanks again for all the hospitality and including Legendre photos in your monthly email.
    • EMAIL from Jeff Parson with a story about life in Email Land:
      A Michigan couple decided to go to Naples, Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.

      Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules so, the husband left Michigan and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day.

      The husband checked into the hotel. There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an e-mail to his wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in her e-mail address, and without realizing his error, sent the e-mail.

      Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from her husband's funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory following a heart attack.

      The widow decided to check her e-mail expecting messages from relatives and friends. After reading the first message, she screamed and fainted.

      The widow's son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:

      To: My Loving Wife
      Subject: I've Arrived
      Date: October 16, 2004

      I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I've just arrived and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you then!

      Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.

      PS. Sure is hot down here

    • EMAIL from Chris in Texas :

      I just read your e-mails about fairy tales and the thing that jumped out to me was the fellow using the analogy of holding your breath. I have a friend in New Mexico who used doyletics a few times after my zealotry pushed him toward it a couple of years ago. He said "Chris it's like counting to 10 like my mama used to tell me to do". The thing people should clearly understand is it's like permanently counting to 10 on that issue or doyle. After de-doyling enough, sometimes you go months and then are reminded, aha that used to would have made me very angry,scared,etc.

      A week or so ago my wife was working at a different facility so I asked her to call and let me know when she arrived. She forgot for several hours. We don't have cell phones and I didn't know how to reach her. Four years ago I would have been in the car tracing her route and going through the facility until I found her. After I told her off in front of everyone I would have stormed out in righteous indignation. This time I waited patiently for her to call. I did ask her if she needed to trace why she forgot to call me and that was the end of it. A couple of days later it hit me how better things are post-doyletics.
      God Bless

    • EMAIL from Dave in Texas. [Dave's recommendation was enough for me to order a set of the first seven of the Ringing Cedars of Siberia series of books. Del is reading the first one now. More next month. Bobby]:

      Let me share with you something that has really got my attention. I just found out about this Saturday and got the first book ("Anastasia") Sunday, July 15, 2007. Go to this web site and you can read a chapter from each book: The woman, Anastasia, is real and she has discovered something quite unique. The ringing cedars have been known about for hundreds of years in Siberia. Anastasia has discovered the secret of their magic. The books have a uniqueness all their own, as they are composites of:
      1. a novel;
      2. a documentary account;
      3. inspirational exegesis on the meaning of life;
      4. poetry.
    • EMAIL from Howard in Australia, who wrote about he removed his recurrent, long-term headaches using a speed trace. Great work, Howard!
      Dear Bobby
      I am so glad & relieved to have discovered your site. I had had a history of recurrent, long term headaches. My last one hung around for 3 weeks . I had used the treatments from EFT and TAT to no avail. Then I found your approach as a suggestion on an EFT UK chat site, and being Australian, I thought I'd "give it a go", so I did and bingo! headache gone — it melted away! It was an in utero thing of being stuck — not wanting to be born — but I was anyway. I am adopted and my natural mum nearly bled to death in labour. Since then that part of my head has stayed clear. I have had other headaches appear, but in other parts of my head & neck and I'm 'chasing the pain', and finding myself in and around birth and before. I'm kinesthetic and the pain also creates muscle spasms and contractions during the trace. I so want to get over this traumatic period of my life and you have provided a great tool.

      Thank you

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