Happy Cat
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/12/17/happy-cat/
Maxwell smiles during a belly rub.
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Maxwell smiles during a belly rub.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/08/14/liberty-dime/
We recently purchased a home, which was originally built in 1948. I was just puttering in the back yard when I discovered a sheared metal post in a cement foundation. I figured I would dig the post out. This wasn’t easy but it was gratifying. At the end I had a 1′ deep hole in my back yard and some angry ants. I saw what looked like a white button at the bottom of the hole.
A silver “Mercury” dime from 1943, which I just found in my yard.
After cleaning it off, I found that it was a 1943 US dime, with a bust of MercuryLiberty. Neat! I’m not sure what purpose the metal post must have served, (I reckon it was the base of a clothes line) but it must have been installed around the time the house was built.
I have to wonder if whomever dug the original hole left this souvenier to the future on purpose, or if the dime just slid out of his pocket.
Correction: per Wikipedia, this isn’t Mercury, God of commerce, but “the mythological goddess Liberty wearing a Phrygian cap, a classic Western symbol of liberty and freedom, with its wings intended to symbolize freedom of thought”
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/06/22/snooze/
A quiet morning with Maggie.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/06/05/voting-day/
Voters in Mountain View, CA
I haven’t done any research, but I figured I would put in a vote for the cigarette tax, as well as local school bonds for asbestos removal. At current interest rates, government borrowing just sounds like an obvious thing to do.
I also got to vote for Obama for the Democratic Presidential Primary. His was the only name on my registered-Democrat ballot.
I am also hoping that the Cheeseheads give Governor Walker the boot.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/04/25/infrastructure/
Concrete and Electricity along a Canal
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/04/19/daily-routine/
Daily Routine
In a hospital room, the Daily Routine consists mainly of waiting.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/04/17/hospital-cafeteria/
The green beans were good.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/04/14/we-are-the-supermen/
“We are the supermen who sit idly by and laugh and look at civilization . . .”
I am reading a book by W.E.B. Du Bois, based on this quote which was captured in a photo of New York graffiti.
Even as America’s race problem has evolved since Du Bois published Dusk of Dawn in 1940, his perspective is valuable. A fuller excerpt from Chapter 6, wherein he conducts a Socratic dialogue with a pair of composite “White Man” colleagues, and delivers an excellent perspective on world history, and modesty: (more…)
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/03/25/lap-cat/
Most of the time, Maggie isn’t big on laps, but today my legs offer a warm dry spot to enjoy a sunny break from the wet weather.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/03/15/danny-paul-seb/
Our Frenchman flew over to San Jose from London, and wanted a picture with our American colleague in Tokyo.
Rockin’ the Cisco TelePresence!
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/02/27/california-snowman/
Taken Jan 2, 2012, this is as close to a snowman as you’ll ever get in Mountain View, CA.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/02/26/remains-jane-addams-town/
This triptych of a poem caught my eye from across a classroom at De Anza college in Cupertino.
Break time during a class at De Anza College, I wander across the room. The skyline . . . that’s John Hancock. I start to read . . . words written by Kevin Coval.
My home town, Chicago, the city of broad shoulders and ambition, is where the wealthy have pushed the workers and the workers have pushed back. Jane Addams, as my memory serves, founded the Hull House back in the 19th century, to look after the needs of working people: meals, health care, education, general community services. At a time when class divisions were sharper than they are getting to be today, Jane Addams bucked the conventions of her time to push for the American ideal: that we all, regardless of class or wealth, merit a helping hand, a warm place to sleep, and nourishment for our bodies and our minds.
Growing up in Chicago, getting educated in the Chicago Public Schools, the sense of perpetual struggle for a better, more equitable future, I think it gets in to your blood. People come looking for a better life, and they find that sometimes they have to push a bit to realize that better life, if not for themselves then at least to give their children a shot. We’re all passing through those gates, at our respective levels of society, and the struggle never dies and the struggle must never be forgotten.
Now I live in the Silicon Valley, where people struggle and strive, and while the ultimate aim is to make the world more comfortable and efficient, the focus is pretty far removed from the front lines of class warfare. Even so, I ride the train every day past miles of walled mobile home parks, and I wonder if there’s more going on beneath the surface than us privileged IT folk know.
A quote from Al Franken, via The Sun:
“In her book A Distant Mirror: The Calamitous Fourteenth Century, Barbara Tuchman writes about a peasant revolt in 1358 that began in the village of St. Leu and spread throughout the Oise Valley. At one estate, the serfs sacked the manor house, killed the knight, and roasted him on a spit in front of his wife and kids. Then, after ten or twelve peasants violated the lady, with the children still watching, they forced her to eat the roasted flesh of her dead husband and then killed her. That is class warfare. Arguing over the optimum marginal tax rate for the top 1 percent is not.”
Arguing over the margins, in the grand scheme of things, describes my day job.
and we need heroes
who stand up to giants
who carry a big bat to home plate
though the pitcher is throwing money
balls and the umps are in on the fix.
I’m no hero and my bat is nothing to brag about, but I relish those occasions when I do get to step up to the bat and swing, however ineffectually, at a ball I’m not allowed to hit. Its the Chicago in me. I owe more.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/02/25/maneki-maggie/
. . . inviting food . . .
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/02/17/cat-o-clock/
On days I Work From Home, Maggie enforces her mandated 3pm Pet-the-Cat break.
Link: https://dannyman.toldme.com/2012/01/24/happy-lunar-new-year/
Hello Kitty ♥s Beard Papa’s.
As seen in Cupertino, CA.
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