Road of Peas

The bee dives right in! Just like the herds of content hungry animal fetishists, jonesing for cute imagery, just gotta keep that media monkey entertained.

Heroically advancing through the avalanching adversity, the entangling entropy, and the dully thundering details of distraction, Modulator works to sooth our feverously hungry need for virtual critter hugs. It will be Friday Ark # 105, solace sweet, and welcome.

And what do we have here? This is a great opening line:

The caudal appendage is a cat’s pride.

Carnival of the Cats #131 will be at houseofchaos. I’m so there.

All are on stage. Where are you?

This startling event happened on my last tour of little lakes in the area just west of Waldo Lake. I was in a clear flat area east of road’s end, and had just taken some pictures. I heard a sound I associate with mating dragonflies, and six feet off in the duff I found this fight. I managed three pictures before… well, I don’t really know what happened. They both disappeared.

The bee is tucked up under the dragonfly, you can see the tail end of its abdomen in each picture. The insects were spinning around very rapidly. I think most of the noise came from the dragonfly’s wings beating on the ground.

This post has been created for the Circus of the Spineless for September. It is number XIII, and will be hosted at Deep-Sea News.

Both pictures were previously posted without commentary at Middle-Fork. Here’s my picture of Waldo lake from Fuji Mountain. The dragonfly-bee encounter was just off the left edge of this picture.

EXTRA BONUS TRACKS! Added 22 September 2006

The Bee Dives Right In!

The Spider and the Fly:

Sabaki and Tinker keep watch. They are of two minds about Information Theory. Sabaki thinks that Richard Hamming is God - Tinker insists that the Thundering Patriarch of Info is Claude Elwood Shannon.

Find out who is right, this friday, when the Friday Ark # 104 attains some large fraction of speed of flights of feline fancy (and assorted catfood categories) at that look! up in the sky! it’s Modulator website thingie.

Menanwhile, within a light cone of intersecting ice creams cults, Carnival of the Cats #130 will be with zero and infinite entropy definitely located at high velocity sitting quietly within the future president and his thoughts, i.e. at Justin’s Random Thoughts.

Just saying.

Now this is way cool! My dead tree and the Flying Spaghetti Monster! Wow!

Those sinuous curves are striking similar, little did I know… I had discovered the fossilized remains of Hecatonchires, who were the head honchos here on the mortal plane, back in the Paleoarchean era, before the Italians came along and figured out how to boil pasta, instead of just flinging it into the fire.

Klaws has posted them together at A Complete waste of Time on a forum called The Pilots Lounge. The only text in the post is

Rhythm is both a song’s manacle, and it’s Demonic charm.

Sounds good to me.

Thanks! Klaw

This hotlink is on a page in arabic, and so I’m pretty clueless as to the content of the text. However, there are a lot of very cool bee pictures scattered down the page, and my picture sits among them, strutting around with it’s buds.

It must bee a convention! Sorry. I took this picture in my backyard.

Thanks, whoever you are!

It’s the dog days for the kitties - they’ve just been lying around like piles of mud, poised uninterestingly, and not even snoring. Sabaki suggested outsourcing and the Forest Spider volunteered to host this Bedlamite Disbursement of Explanatory Factoids, undermining the Will of the Paper, and in Support of Stochastic Capitalization.

(I’ve been reading Mason & Dixon by Thomas Pynchon, a wildly entertaining romp delving into the Cleaving of the Subjunctive by the Precision Apparati of Astronomy. And seemingly Random Capitalization. I recommend the Book Highly.)

Stepping back into less selfconsciousness, like something more comfortable help yourself to a drink, there’s inevitably the sheer exploratory delight to be found in the Friday Ark, this one styled 103, held most regularly in that user friendly space Modulator.

Meanwhile, this week, in the I-never-met-a-U-joint-I-didn-’t-like never-never-land of the Carnival of the Cats, we find (by groping around in the dark little box) why it’s #129, perched skillfully within the future of Begin Each Day As If It Were on Purpose.

Hmm, I’m with Poe on this one:

With me poetry has been not a purpose, but a passion.

This was taken in the Timpanogas basin. I had visited Amos and Andy Lakes, and was making a loop back downhill to the campground. The Middle Fork Willamette rises in this basin, I like to think it flows from June Lake, and then meanders past June Mountain as it flows into civilization. Others probably think Indigo Lake is the source.

Michael San Diego is using it as a tiled backgorund on his Friendster page, and it works very well indeed.

I have my very own Mechanical Turk helping me figure out what pictures work well as tiles. I need to check out Google Image’s new Image Labeler.

Thanks, Michael San Diego!

We have a wonderful sugar maple tree in the front yard, and last year conditions were perfect for a full blown orange and red tree. A picture I took 3 years ago was the number one hotlink for over a year, and now this picture has taken over.

(Well, the Number One Hotlink started up this last week. More on that later.)

This old time, used to be number one hotlink, oldie but goodie, has been hotlinked by Mike Patton Caffinated Tomato at Rotten Tomatoes.

(Has the world gotten over making fun of Dan Quayle yet?)

well, anyway, Thanks Mike Patton, Caffinated Tomato!