Saturday, May 14, 2011

Miracle-Gro


Having finished pulling weeds in the front and back flower beds, I set out to feed the plants this morning.  I pulled out the little green and yellow box of Miracle-Gro and started measuring and mixing in the large watering can.


For some reason I immediately thought of my grandpa Nolan Stockton, or "Papa" to generations of chubby Stockton kids, their friends, loves, and associates.

Papa never "fertilized" anything, but he Miracle-Gro'd the shit out it. To this day in my family we don't "fertilize" plants, we "Miracle-Gro" them. I don't recall ever seeing any other kind of fertilizer anywhere at any of our houses.

Papa loved to grow things.  I remember most of his afternoons spent toiling away in his garden which was quite sizable for a home garden before going off to work the evening shift as an engineer for Southern Pacific Railroad. He grew mustard greens, turnip greens, cucumbers, okra, tomatoes, several varieties of peppers, and much more back there.  He kept watch over several pear and fig trees as well. In the front, he tended at least a dozen rose bushes which he delighted to cut for Gema, my grandma. Of course as a child I never really appreciated all the vegetables but I remember on some occasions he tried his hand at watermelon and cantaloupe. There are several pictures of Papa showing off some huge vegetable he grew, such as the turnip in the picture below.

Papa was one of the gentlest souls you could ever meet. As I was growing up he wasn't always in charge of the household, having married a strong-willed woman, but his authority was unquestionable when it was exercised. He was most often quiet, but when he spoke people listened.  The grandkids were always on the lookout for getting goosed on the thigh as we bent down to get a coke out of the crisper. I don't remember anyone ever saying anything bad about him. I wouldn't mind growing up to be a little like him.

I realized that Papa passed away 5 years ago tomorrow - May 15 - which was 2 years and one day from my grandma's funeral in 2004. I suppose it is a fitting tribute to remember him by measuring out those magical blue granules with that little green spoon.  I'll probably never grow a huge turnip like that but he's probably up there proud of me for keeping most of the stuff alive around my house.

Miss you, Papa.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

To decline from sin and incline to virtue

Ash Wednesday 2011: "Lord, for thy tender mercy's sake"




I just love that it's sung here by a Japanese Anglican ensemble. We are singing this tonight at Transfiguration for the Ash Wednesday service.


Music attributed to Richard Farrant, 16th century.

Lord, for thy tender mercy's sake,
lay not our sins to our charge,
but forgive that is past,
and give us grace to amend our sinful lives.
To decline from sin and incline to virtue,
that we may walk in a perfect heart before thee,
now and evermore.
Amen.

Score Download (CPDL): http://www2.cpdl.org/wiki/images/sheet/farr-lo2.pdf

Thursday, March 3, 2011

I'm tired of pretending I'm not mavericky.

Awesomeness!

http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/features/2011/02/stark-raving-mad-libs-201102


“I am on a drug. It’s called Bart Stockton. If you try it once, you will hurl. Your pinkie will melt off, and your aunties will hide over your smacked body … I’m tired of pretending like I’m not mavericky—a total freaking deli worker from Saturn. I’ve got warthog blood, Apollo DNA! … They picked a fight with a faerie. They’re trying to take all my boogers and leave me with no means to run my family. It’s not phrenology! They owe me an apology while mating my earlobe … I don’t think people are ready for the sticker I’m delivering, and delivering with a sense of cantankerous love. I exposed phones to magic! Here’s your smegma test. Next one goes in your anus!”

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Myocardial: I Don't Speak Maid

I force my fatass like to work out at Planet Fitness in North Dallas after work several days a week.

The first part of my routine is to spend 30 minutes on an elliptical machine in front of a bank of TV screens.  I generally only listen to my iPod if there is absolutely nothing semi-good to watch on one of the 5 TV stations that I can see from the ellipticals: Discovery, TNT, Univision, ABC (local WFAA), and one of those cable news stations, probably MSNBC. Each elliptical has a little box where you can plug in your headphones and listen to terrestrial radio or tune to the audio for one of the 8 TV stations they have over your head in a row.  They have about 16 TVs mounted in a single line tuned to stations 1-8 and then repeating the stations 1-8 so that each zone of cardio equipment has an OK view of many different stations (except for the ellipticals in the corner where we can really only see the last 5 stations).

(This is not a picture from my gym but the layout is similar except they may have more TVs than we do at North Dallas)


TNT is ALWAYS Law & Order from 5-6pm during the week and I will generally only watch that if it's one of the newer ones but I don't get to the gym until around 5:30 after work so I'm stuck with the trial part of every episode.  And the only DA pairing that I like is Sam Waterston and Angie Harmon.  I love me some Angie Harmon.  It's very difficult to watch a Law & Order that's already in progress because you've missed The Crime.  When I was a child, I thought the name of the show was "The Crime" because my dad would be in an all-fired hurry to get the TV set up so they could watch the show - "Hurry or we'll miss The Crime!"  Twenty years later, as a sometimes-watcher of L&O, I can totally agree that the show is worthless if you've missed The Crime.  Bones starts at 6:00pm on TNT on most weeknights but I only get to watch the first 6 minutes of it before I'm done on the elliptical which is very disappointing because I adore Bones (and David Boreanaz except even he couldn't save that train wreck of a show that was Angel).

Discovery does this weird thing where they don't play the same thing at 5:00 or 5:30 every weeknight.  It bugs me.  Often it is Cash Cab and I've taken to watching that.  It's still very difficult for me not to blurt out the answer which makes people around me look at my funny because they, of course, can't hear the question.  Sometimes Mythbusters is on Discovery and I do love Mythbusters.  BUT - sometimes it's one of those West Orange Coast County Chopper type shows and I cannot stand them so no Discovery Channel for me that day. 

MSNBC always has the ED Show on and I don't know who that guy is or what his deal is but it's rather annoying.  So no MSNBC for me.

ABC is The Evening News with Diane Sawyer.  I don't like watching the news because it's rather depressing and there's not near enough fart jokes so I generally avoid that.

Univision.  I don't speak maid.  I can read it a little but no way do I know what's going on in a Mexican Novela (what they call Soap Operas).  And Univision at 5:00 is Novelas. 6:00 on Univision sometimes brings a variety/interview show which to my high school Spanish knowledge translates as "The Fat and the Emaciated."  There's this rotund dude and this skinny girl and they do weird stuff and interview people. There's also some kind of Mexican drag queen that is an ancillary character. Don't ask me because I have no idea.

Anyway, I'm usually watching Cash Cab and when they take a commercial break, I'll look to see what else is going on on the other stations: The Crime (someone crying at trial), Diane Sawyer nodding thoughtfully, Windbag political commentary, and Mexican Novela. 

The men under 50 in Mexican novelas are gorgeous.  I know, the men under 50 in American soap operas are gorgeous, too, but they don't make hot, sweaty love to the camera like those Latin men do.  Occasionally when I'm working out I'll see this one guy on a particular novela who is gorgeouser than all the rest, at least to me.  He's obviously not anything like a main character because I see him so infrequently but he always catches my eye. 

The other day, there was NOTHING on TV at the gym so I was watching Diane Sawyer squint and nod through an evening's broadcast when on the television immediately to her left I saw my new Latin lover and he had  more than 2 lines in that scene.  Heavy brow, smoldering brown eyes, Roman nose, and an ass for days. 



Ever one to share what's going on in my brain, I posted on Facebook:
Someone was having a baby (I bet that happens weekly in a novela), somebody else was having fever, fits  and flashbacks in a shack somewhere, and a bunch of other people were standing around looking like they wanted to rip each other apart, physically or sexually.  One of my friends asked what the show was called because his boyfriend has been watching novelas to brush up on his Spanish.  How was I supposed to know? When I got home that night, I set out to find not only the name of the novela but also the name of my yummy Latin lover. 

First, I went to the Univision website.  Easy enough, right?  Not in the slightest.  Of course, it's all in Spanish.  I wasn't surprised by that but I was a little surprised that there was no button at the top or bottom of the site to switch over to English.  How inconsiderate of them.  I lamented to Michael and he reminded me that when you search on Google, you can have the page pulled up as a translation so I did that and it was not much help.  I couldn't find a schedule of shows and there are a million novelas listed to wade through. They did have a link to male actors in novelas.  Google-translated into English, the link said "Myocardial" which I am guessing is what "heartthrob" in Spanish turns into when translated literally to English. The link was no help because my lover is not a main character. 

Then we tried to search through the program guide through the cable box.  The only problem is that 5-6 on local Univision is always a news program.  So we looked up some names of novelas that had played recently and I started Google-Image searching for cast photos.  I found one group picture that I thought might be him but couldn't be sure and it was already embiggened to 200%.  Then I remembered that the logo I see at the gym says "Univision by Dish Network" so I went to TVGuide.com and pulled up a schedule for Dish network in Dallas.  Lo and behold, Dish not only carries the local Univision affiliate but also the international channel which replays novelas and series where local stations insert their own content.  After at least an hour of searching everywhere, Paydirt.


The show is called "Mar de Amor" or "Sea of Love" in English.  I don't remember ever seeing the sea. Maybe it's more of a creek.  Then it took me about 20 more minutes of fancy Googling to come up with my lover's name.


Arturo Carmona.  

Rolls off your tongue, doesn't it?

(click any image to embiggen.)




And...I happened upon a rather racy compilation video someone put together. I won't post it here but the link is here: Arturo gets busy.

Myocardial, indeed.  I think I just had an infarction.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Tadpoles


Buyer Client: (staring into a very green pool) "How on earth do you think all those tadpoles got into the pool?"

Realtor Dame Bartski: "ummm...frogs?"

Buyer Client: "Alright smartass, I can't believe I even asked that."

Realtor Dame Bartski: "I can't believe you did, either. Anyway, they're not tadpoles, they're wigglers.....mosquito larvae.    Millions and millions of them."



(picture stolen from the interwebs)

Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Stable Lamp is Lighted

In the midst of all the holly-jolly Christmas songs about sweet little baby Jesuses, Santas, Frosties, and Drummer Boys comes this absolutely beautiful Christmas hymn.  Familiar to Episcopalians as #104 in The Hymnal 1982 and also featured in Lutheran and Catholic hymnals, "A stable lamp is lighted" is one of my favorite hymns of the season. The melody is simple and haunting, belying the depth of the words.  There are some powerful themes here, quite beyond your typical, traditional incarnation carols. Still, give it a try. You might be surprised.

(Not the best video, but best I could find on YouTube.)


A stable lamp is lighted
Whose glow shall wake the sky
The stars shall bend their voices
And every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
And straw like gold will shine
A barn shall harbour heaven
A stall become a shrine

This child through David’s city
Will ride in triumph by
The palm shall strew its branches
And every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
Though heavy, dull and dumb
And lie within the roadway
To pave the Kingdom come

Yet He shall be forsaken
And yielded up to die
The sky shall groan and darken
And every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
For thorny hearts of men
God’s blood upon the spearhead
God’s love refused again

But now as at the ending
The low is lifted high
The stars will bend their voices
And every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
In praises of the child
By whose descent among us
The worlds are reconciled


In Common Hymnsense, Madeleine Forell Marshall writes of the hymn, in part:
Richard Wilbur's (b. 1921) text "A Stable Lamp is Lighted" is clearly the work of an accomplished poet. The art is evident in the clear images that come through the words, images much like photographs or paintings. We notice the old zoom-lens technique at work, surveying heaven and earth, from a distance and up close. The craft comes clear in the careful weaving of strands of meaning and the patterning of repetition and rhyme. The ideas are rich and complex, and we have to work a bit to make the hymn work. Words have multiple meanings, caught in networks of reference.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Polaroid a930 9MP Camera: A Review by Dame Bartski



From the manufacturer:
"The compact, easy-to-use 9 megapixel digital camera by Polaroid boasts a 2.5" LCD display to help you shoot outstanding photos of your friends and family. Use the 4x digital zoom to get up close and personal and store your best on the 16MB built-in storage. Also features SD-card expandability so you can shoot and store hundreds of photos on one card. And you'll like other built-in features like video clip with sound, auto flash, red-eye reduction, and a self timer that lets you get in on every shot. Includes a USB cable for PC or Mac connections and 2 "AAA" batteries. "

Background:
I bought the Polaroid a930 as a gift.  Actually, bought 3 because they were on sale.  That was my first mistake.  Second mistake: opening one to use this weekend on my trip to see family for Christmas.  They come in a molded, sealed plastic package rather than a traditional box.  Accessories included with the camera: 2 AAA batteries, USB cable, a CD with terribly useless software. Don't bother with the CD, it will make a lovely coaster for your office desk.

Price:
Roughly $50-$65 based on a quick online search.

Aesthetics:
At first look, the camera is sleek and purdier than a $20 whore. It comes in fun colors such as pink, orange, red, and lime green.  Upon touching the camera for the first time, it is quite obvious that this camera, while a thing of beauty, has been melted down from unsold black Barbie dolls and choking hazard McDonald's toys.  Upon insertion of 2 AAA batteries, the camera weighs about as much as you'd expect 3 AAA batteries to weigh. 

Performance:
The camera has a handy SD card slot so that you can take more than 5 pictures with the camera's built-in 16mb memory.  Now, one would think that if you could store 5 pictures in 16mb, they'd be about 3mb a piece which is certainly what one would expect from a 9MP camera.  After all, my Nikon DSLR yields picture sizes around 2-3mb depending on the content and detail of the photo.  Not so with the Polaroid a930.  During limited testing with and without flash in my office, I was unable to produce a usable photograph.  I'm not asking for a picture I can have printed at 36" or submit to photography contests, here.  Just something acceptable for quick snapshots and posting to Facebook. Every picture taken with the a930 is blurry, regardless of how you hold the camera, distance focusing, zoom, or flash on/off.  Not defect-blurry or gaussian but just enough that you'd want to try to take the photo again.  Won't help it. Also, the flash takes roughly 10 seconds to reset in order to use again and the pictures take a long time to save.  I know it's not because they're such high-quality.  Also also, the zoom takes forever.  Seriously, you could go out for a burger or blowjob in the time it takes you to zoom all the way in.  This is the first time I've been slapped in the face with what I've always known but not yet experienced:  the MP rating of a camera is only how large the image is, not the quality.  Quality is dependent upon the lens and image processing within the camera. A picture that is three-feet across when viewed at 100% will still look shitty when reduced to standard 4"x6" if the camera is shitty. 

Why did I purchase?
Duped by price and Polaroid name. Previously, I purchased a Polaroid camera kit such as this for my mother and she has been extremely pleased with the gift and the pictures have turned out quite acceptable on-screen and when printed.  It wasn't as pretty, of course, but came with a camera condom to protect it from her purse mulch. I was expecting the same performance and quality from this little booger.  Just something small to have on hand for the intended recipients.  Not so. 

Summary
The price will lure you in, especially when on sale, but go ahead and spend an extra $20-$40 and get something that will take a pretty good picture.  It might be a good first camera for a child or tween who would be excited to have anything camera-like but avoid it for grown-ups.   Otherwise, stick with your camera phone especially if it has built-in flash.  I should not only get a refund but a personal, written apology from Polaroid.

Other reviews:
Mixed. Some people hate it (normal people who like pictures that come out OK) while others love it (idiots, children, really old people, Palins, et al).

Pros:
  • Pretty
  • Comes in pretty colors
Cons
  • It's shitty.