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Month: February 2006

The Education of Greyhound Phoebe, Chapter the Second

in which Phoebe learns ‘leave it’ and questions the canigogical value of ‘sit’

After a week of doing ‘watch me’ homework, Phoebe went back to class to demonstrate her newfound talent and fill her pointy little head with more knowledge. The lessons for this week were ‘leave it’ and ‘sit.’

The teacher taught ‘leave it’ by placing treats on the floor near the dogs and then shooing them away when they went for the treats. The reward for not eating the treats was a treat from her hand. She worked with each dog individually while all the pupils looked on. Each dog grasped the lesson more quickly than the previous one, but Phoebe – ever the observer – picked it up the quickest, earning accolades and extra treats. Next we went for a walk so as to apply our newfound knowledge. Phoebe was quite good at ignoring whatever she was asked to ignore.

After the walk came ‘sit,’ a command that greys sometimes have trouble with since their racetrack training often teaches them not to sit. The teacher knew Phoebe would resist it so she said she’d work with Phoebe last in the hopes that she would get it by watching the others. Most of the others grasped it very quickly. Phoebe watched, knowing that treats were being given out, but unsure of what to do. Finally while the teacher was working with another pup, Phoebe sat. It was the first time I’d ever seen that dog sit. The teacher was thrilled and gave Phoebe a bevy of treats. Despite the treats, though, Phoebe saw no relevance for ‘sit’ in her life and suggested that she would never need to know ‘sit’ in the real world, so just as her owner once saw no relevance or need to know algebra, she declined to sit a second time.

The last ten minutes were devoted to recess. The other dogs played while Phoebe went around and introduced herself to the humans who are all very intrigued by the inherently gregarious and gentle nature of greyhounds. I was asked by one woman if greyhounds like to play, and I told her that they love to play, but they often only know one game: catch me if you can.

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Cuatro

I’ve been tagged. Lenwood has tagged me with the popular Four Things tag. I’ve never done a meme or tag post before, so I figured why not?

Jobs (teachers do)

  • Animal tamer
  • Police officer
  • Bureaucratic functionary
  • Judge

Movies (I worked on)

TV Shows (I worked on)

Lived

Vacations

Web Sites

  • Attics
  • Old piles of wood
  • Gardens
  • Basements

Food

  • Green chiles
  • Red chiles
  • Chipolte chiles
  • Habanero chiles

Rather Be

  • Aquaman
  • Batman
  • Spiderman
  • Green Lantern

Tagging (Since Gypsy Scholar has already tagged everybody in the whole world, I must look beyond…)

Treading Water

I don’t write autobiography or memoir, but I often use real events as a start point for my fiction. I’m sure most writers do. Sometimes memories come floating along without context, without rational explanation, they’re just there, triggered by a smell, a sight, a feeling, the minutiae of life. These pictures appear vivid, bright as day, begging to be recorded and then they’re gone like waves receding from shore.

“Treading Water” came about as a sort of experiment in capturing these memories. I wanted to take a collection of scenes and connect them not so much through narrative, but rather through context, jumping from one to another the way the mind wanders in those wonderful moments of quiet reflection.

I decided to use scenes that take place near the ocean. I started writing the memories as they came without knowing how or if I would connect them. Eventually a story of two people standing on a beach watching the waves roll in emerged, and it became the frame for the scenes I ultimately decided to include.

I think it plays out sort of like a short film or a prose poem.

Here’s the link: “Treading Water”

Enjoy.

Cowboy Junkies at One World Theatre

There are certain bands that just grabbed my attention the first time I heard them. The Cowboy Junkies have done that twice. The first was their beautiful spooky version of the Velvet Underground classic “Sweet Jane” that appeared in the otherwise tedious Natural Born Killers. Margo Timmins’ ethereal voice floating above the music was stunning and perfect for that particular scene. I didn’t know who the band was, only that it was the best part of the film.

I heard them again in the late ’90s when “Common Disaster” started getting play on KGSR. This time it was Michael Timmins’ guitar that hooked me. I love the gently distorted riff that shimmers in the background, fading away behind sister Margo’s haunting voice. That time I caught the name and bought the album, Lay It Down.

Trying to describe the Cowboy Junkies sound is difficult; there are many influences that converge creating an uncanny mixture of blues, country, low-fi alt rock, and folk. The end result is a quiet intensity and interplay between Margo’s vocals and Michael’s guitar.

I had no idea what to expect at last night’s show at One World Theatre in Bee Caves. I imagined that the show would be mainly Margo with her brothers backing her up, but what I heard went far beyond what I expected. The focus of the music moved back and forth from Margo’s vocals to Michael’s dynamic guitar work. I knew she would sound great, taking the audience on a journey of “heartbreak and misery” as she jokingly referred to the band’s music at one point.

I was surprised and pleased with how much of the show was dedicated to the musicians. I love listening to quiet, gently ebbing and well-controlled guitar feedback and Michael Timmins is very good at this. He can of course bang out rockin’ and bluesy solos, but creating and controlling noise in such a way that it adds to the color and overall feel of the song, surrounding it and giving it shape is something I love to hear live. The overall effect of the show was a feeling of being in a smoky lounge late in the night of a David Lynch film.

The set was a mix of old and new. They played several tunes from their latest album Early 21st Century Blues, a collection mainly of covers from influences such as Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen. A favorite moment of mine came when singing “Miles from Our Home” one of their hits, if the Junkies can be said to really have hits, Margo seemed to forget the words and had to refer back to a notebook. She kept going but with a wonderfully sheepish smile and a wink to the audience.

They ended their set with the closing track from the new album, a beautiful rendition of U2’s “One” an amazing song that takes me back to my Dallas year, cruising the plastic nightime highways with airplanes swarming over DFW like robot fireflies. It’s a song that has always filled me with a sense of melancholy and yet at the same time hope. It seemed perfect to hear the Junkies play it and was a great end to a captivating set.

Google in China

This morning NPR reported that Google, Yahoo, and MSN were testifying before Congress about their dealings with China, in particular the way in which they seem to helping the Chinese government quell dissent. Check out San Bei Ji for an interesting example of a censored Google search.

On its face this appears pretty hypocritical when one considers that information companies would probably not enjoy the success they’ve had if they didn’t originate in societies where the free flow of information and free speech were not so highly valued. Of course a company’s main responsibility is to the shareholder, but does that mean that there is no place for higher values?

Last week’s rioting Islamists demanded limits to free speech in western societies. The rioting was terrible and hopefully counterproductive to their twisted cause, but ultimately the demands are laughable. Too many people have fought too hard throughout history for the right of free speech. Rent-a-mob rioters won’t change that.

We see the lack of respect for free speech in our society, however, when western companies accept government censorship, denial of human rights, and oppression as the cost of doing business. I know there are fortunes for western companies to make in China, but is greed really a suitable justification for denying the very principles of free speech that allow internet companies to exist in the first place?

Google’s position appears to be that this is what must be done to do business in China and that the end result will be a freer flow of information and a freer China. Perhaps they’re right. Engagement with China seems to have opened it up somewhat and I do support more engagement with Cuba for that very reason.

I hope Google’s theory is right in the long run, but it sure doesn’t make the western capitalist model of society look very good when people see western companies aiding oppressive governments to turn a profit.

That’s the sort of thing that angers people and drives them to riot in the streets or to join terrorist cells.

To abuse Voltaire: I may not agree with what you have to say, but I’ll defend to the death your right to say it unless I can profit by keeping you quiet.

North Austin Highway Mysteries

In order to avoid a traffic jam on I-35 last weekend, I made my way to Parmer by way of old McNeil Road in Round Rock. I don’t find myself around there often, but I’ve known McNeil for the past eighteen years. It’s a long straight stretch that with very little traffic tempts any car to ignore the posted 45mph. There is a quarry (which I’ve photographed on a few occasions), a small general store/post office of the sort one finds in small towns, and not much else.

As I was cruising along, I saw a gigantic traffic interchange in the middle of what was once open land. Old McNeil runs under this behemoth and continues along its merry way past the quarry and towards the new version of McNeil that is sort of an extension of Howard Lane.

Driving toward the new – and as yet unopened – interchange, I was struck by the fact that I had no idea what highways the interchange had been built to connect, and yet they come from three directions and meet in the sky above McNeil. I’m pretty familiar with north Austin, but what were these strange roads and whither do they go?

I’ve been trying to wrap my mind around the ongoing festival of road construction in north Austin for quite some time. Interchanges and new roads are springing up everywhere, and rather than research the issue at TxDot, I find it more fun to figure it out on my own. It’s like a mystery written in concrete or a game that you only play at those odd times when you’re transiting across the playing field on the way to somewhere else.

The McNeil interchange is a piece that I haven’t quite figured out yet. It appears that the highways leaving the mysterious interchange might connect 620, I-35, and possibly Mopac, all of which are undergoing extensive remodeling. Of course none of these highways have ever traversed McNeil. Perhaps one of the two new highways: TX-130 and TX-45 is involved, and when these roads open they will lead to this interchange, thus solving this piece of the puzzle.

I guess when all the construction is complete and all the new roads open, we’ll have to learn our collective way around north Austin all over again, which should provide a few weeks of missed turns and bad driving just to add to the sport.

UPDATE: An alert reader who knows every road in the area (that’s you, Dad) sent an email that explains the workings of the mysterious overpass in the sky. Those of you who enjoy mystery as a part of your drive should not read any further or you’ll find out that this is where all the roads go:

The interchange at McNeil connects the Mopac extension (toll) with SH 45 (toll) which runs from 183 and 620 (Lakeline area) to Tx 130 (toll) in Pflugerville near where you guys used to live via the new interchange at I35 and La Frontera. In addition, at 620/183 it will link to 183A (toll) which is the bypass around Cedar Park and Leander. TX 130 runs from north of Georgetown (near Walburg) to Seguin (eventually).

So there you have it.

Seagull S6

My guitar

I’m more a guitar owner than a guitarist, but I do love playing them, so when looking for a subject for some photo-blogging, this looked interesting.

This is a Seagull S6 that I’ve had for a few years. It’s a cedar top, which gives it a slightly darker, mellower tone than the more typical spruce top acoustic guitars. Seagull also uses a very thin veneer that I think gives a woodier feel to the sound along with some nice sustain, but it also makes it more prone to scratches. I guess that’s not so bad – look at Trigger, that’s Willie’s guitar, the way.

Speaking of Willie, The Armadillo Podcast has an interesting piece up about Willie’s new song, “Cowboys are Frequently Secretly (Fond of Each Other).” Armadillo Podcast creator, Steven wonders if the rednecks of the world will choose Willie or homophobia. I’m betting they don’t choose Willie. Maybe he’ll play it when I see him at the Backyard next month.

The Education of Greyhound Phoebe, Chapter the First

in which Phoebe meets her teacher and learns to take food from people.

Phoebe started school today. She is the biggest dog in a class of very small dogs so if she sees farther than the other dogs, it is because she is surrounded by dwarfs. The other dogs are cute, nonagressive, and mostly well-behaved so it seems like a group that a shy dog like Phoebe will be able to handle.

The teacher spent most of the class just talking about her own dogs and her background as a trainer while the students got to know one another. Phoebe was a bit standoffish at first, but she warmed up to a toy poodle and the teacher’s pet – I mean that literally – a boxer. As the teacher spoke, she walked around the circle of dogs, handing treats to them until, by the time she was finished, she had their undivided attention.

In that time, she got a yipping dog to stop yipping, and a bouncy dog to sit. She also managed to get Phoebe to take the treats from her hand. I’ve been working on that since October and only last week did she do it and then only once. I had been concerned about this, but by the time we left, she was more than willing to take treats from my hand.

The first lesson was ‘watch-me.’ The object is to get the dog to look into your eyes without looking away for a minute and a half. I could get Phoebe to give me this undivided attention for about twenty seconds. She did it twice and then lost interest, but by then class was over. So that’s our homework: watch me.

Overall a good class. I got to preach the gospel of greyhounds to a group of curious people who’d never seen one before, and who were all quite taken with Phoebe’s appearance and calm, but friendly demeanor. Most importantly, we made a breakthrough in that she’ll take food from my hand now. Hopefully she’ll continue to shine.

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More Blogging Connections

Expanding on yesterday’s post concerning blogging connections, I’ve recently learned that Phoebe seems to have made one on her own. Apparently, Modulator discovered her and added her to the weekly ark of animal pictures. I commented there and they kindly added Morrison and Daphne so as to keep the gang together.

Following links from that page, I discovered that there is a weekly carnival of the cats and a carnival of the dogs, which are hosted at different blogs each week. Phoebe and Morrison are appearing in their respective carnivals, and I’ll enter Daphne the next time her picture appears, though it will probably scare her. Here’s the submission form for the carnivals if you have pictures of animals who want to be seen or are perhaps looking for homes such as this nice pup.