It is generally on the far right hand corner of the room as you walk in the door.
Your relationship corner should be in a room of importance to you. The corner should be dusted and kept clean and tidy. Set up a little table, preferably round, and make it pretty and special. Decorate it with lovely things from around your house, such as a pair of candlesticks with candles, little round-ish ornaments, fresh flowers, a lamp, a picture frame of a happy couple you know or like, a statuette of a couple, anything really. You don't need to rush out and spend lots of money. As long as they have a sensuousness or roundness about the items and in pairs would be ideal.
Nothing too fussy, and not too much. As long as they are items special to you. And put a nice table cloth or piece of fabric on the table. And then, spend time in nurturing this corner. Look after it. Burn the candles and replace them when finished. Change the flowers.
Eight months after setting up my relationship corner I had my first contact with Mr Doris and here we are on on our happy ever after. A friend of mine set up her relationship corner and within a matter of weeks she met the man of her life. Another friend is setting up his relationship corner but I don't think he has gone the whole way. I've yet to hear how he is doing.
If you are meant to find the partner of your life then you will, regardless of any relationship corner. However, I think there is somethng to be said for focussing your energy in a positive way on a potential relationship. In order for it to work I think you have to find peace with yourself. Sitting in your relationship corner you can find that peace.
Now, I have just to work the same magic on my wealth corner....
Original Comments:
Thursday 30 June 2005
Wednesday 29 June 2005
Aerobically Batman
Aerobics was even tougher last night but just as zany as last week. There were quite a few more people this time including two Amazonian tall beautiful women who towered over all of us. (They were probably just ordinary nice women from down the road.) I wonder if the female teacher's testosterone levels were raised by this possible competition as the class went at such a pace that I "walked it out" for as much as five minute blocks at a time.
Less saris and tunics were worn this time as more of us wore training pants and shirts. The Amazonian women wore some serious exercise garb.
With a pre-arranged quick dash home afterwards, Mr Doris had a lovely home-made bolognese ready to eat before we rushed off for the Tuesday cinema showing. It is cheaper on a Tuesday.
Batman was the longest two hour film I have ever seen. I don't remember any of the Lord of the Rings trilogy ever feeling this long. Sure there were special effects and a lot of detail but it just missed me competely. Perhaps you need to be a Batman afficionado and wanting every detail of Batman's life, though Mr Doris doesn't particularly care for the Batman stories he did enjoy the film last night.
The best thing about the film was coming out of the cinema afterwards at 10pm at night and into the most amazing of thunder and lightning storm together with monsoon rain. This is the middle of England for heaven's sake! It was brilliant and dark and exciting and very wet.
Original Comments:
Less saris and tunics were worn this time as more of us wore training pants and shirts. The Amazonian women wore some serious exercise garb.
With a pre-arranged quick dash home afterwards, Mr Doris had a lovely home-made bolognese ready to eat before we rushed off for the Tuesday cinema showing. It is cheaper on a Tuesday.
Batman was the longest two hour film I have ever seen. I don't remember any of the Lord of the Rings trilogy ever feeling this long. Sure there were special effects and a lot of detail but it just missed me competely. Perhaps you need to be a Batman afficionado and wanting every detail of Batman's life, though Mr Doris doesn't particularly care for the Batman stories he did enjoy the film last night.
The best thing about the film was coming out of the cinema afterwards at 10pm at night and into the most amazing of thunder and lightning storm together with monsoon rain. This is the middle of England for heaven's sake! It was brilliant and dark and exciting and very wet.
Original Comments:
- Ally said...
- I liked it, and I am most definitely not a batman fan. I was in the right mood though. It prompted me to watch 'Equilibrium' (another one with Christian Bale) on dvd in the week and I still haven't got to the end, I'm finding it quite hard going.
I have a bran-cake receipe for you that I am going to post some time this week :).
- doris said...
- I'm glad you enjoyed the film. Mr Doris gave some compelling reasons why he liked it too. It is very dark and although he doesn't like dark films this one he thought was great.
Oooo. A recipe for bran-cake. Sounds up my street :-) I look forward to it!
- Karen said...
- I love thunder storms - When I was a kid I was terrified, my mum would sit with me on the door step watching them until I was no longer scared - I do the same with my children.
- zandperl said...
- I liked the movie a lot too--it had a lot of character development that the others didn't have. I think the problem with the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy was they were trying too hard to feel epic, so that made them feel even longer. But hands down the longest feeling movie ever was A.I..
- jane said...
- oh i love thunder & lightening too! and baloney sandwiches. tuesdays are cheaper here too for movies. but i havent been to a movie in years. we just wait for them to come on cable. sounds as though you & mr.doris had a nice date with each other & the best part was being together. thats always our favorite part too.
- Ghone said...
- I was leaning out of an upstairs window trying to photograph some lightning, but to no avail. There must be a special technique to capturing it on film.
And I agree with ZandPerl - AI was so drawn out and really just pants!
- thebossman said...
- I didn't know they still called it Aerobics. I thought they call it all kinds of other names now (Tae-Bo, etc).
By the way, thanks for your review! Will I see the increase on this paycheck or the next one?
- decrepitoldfool said...
- When I was a kid I used to lie on the bed next to the open window at night and watch the violent thunderstorms that are so common in the midwestern US. One of my best childhood memories.
- doris said...
- I was brought up in Australia where we had something terrifying called sheet lightening and was deadly. I don't know if that was really so or a distorted childhood perception. But further along, I have fond memories of sitting on the west coast of Australia watching the electrical storms safely out at sea. It would be a stunning light show with the hot and humid dark night and the sky seemingly cracking open in the distance.
Thanks for sharing your memory :-)
- arrazello said...
- Hah! You disliked it for the very receason I liked it. Obviously I am a Batman affici... affe... I like Batman? ;)
Tuesday 28 June 2005
Childhood Pranks?
Houston.... I think we have ourselves a Meme!
Steve at Wittering Heights started this and then Cheryl at Mad Baggage responded and so I'm doing this too.
But first I must qualify that I am not proud of my childhood japes and I certainly learned a lot from them.
Well, that's just a few of the ones I'm prepared to share just now!
Original Comments:
Steve at Wittering Heights started this and then Cheryl at Mad Baggage responded and so I'm doing this too.
But first I must qualify that I am not proud of my childhood japes and I certainly learned a lot from them.
- We lived by the beach and used to get money back on the soda pop bottles. Having continually cleared the beach of all bottles I'd then resort to climbing over the 6 foot fence at the back of the off-license in order to pinch back the empty pop bottles. I'd then climb back and then walk nonchalantly round the front of the shop to get more refunds. I'm ashamed to say that I managed to keep this up all summer one year by being careful and not doing it too often.
- I used to do the phone tapping thing. Post below!
- In junior school I was being silly one lunch time and laid down on the ground to look up the short trouser legs of one of the boys. He didn't have any underwear one so I got more than I bargained on and slinked off hoping no-one saw me even though no-one saw what I saw.
- I was unjustly given the cane at school once, so I laughed and didn't give it the respect it was demanding.
- In secondary school I used to be able to forge the signature of one of the teachers and used to write pretend notes that would send our History teacher out of the class on long goose chases in search of the other teacher.
Well, that's just a few of the ones I'm prepared to share just now!
Original Comments:
- jane said...
- OMGOSH you were BAAAAD!!!! and i mean BAAAAD!!!!
well, in 10th grade, since we'd had our phone number changed over the summer & the school didn't have my new one. i forged my moms signature on all of my absence notes. finally, my counselor said if my mom didn't come in, he was going to her work & talk to her. so, i had to tell her to go in. i ended up with 28 truants. :(
- Steve said...
- Doris, you reminded me about the pop bottles, we used to do the same thing but with the glass soda syphons if you remember them. We would take them in get the deposit money wait for him to go out to the yard to put them in the crate and then climb over and pinch one back to either save to take back the next day or We would go straight to the sweet shop and spend the money then go home and give mum the syphon back saying they told us to go back tomorrow
- doris said...
- We were too poor to have the soda syphons.... we lived in a brown paper bag in the gutter...
Oh the other hand, phew! I wasn't the only one pulling that same stunt then!
- doris said...
- Jane - oh dear, how embarrassing that must have been to be caught out. I think I was rather like Cheryl and managed to generally not get caught for anything on the basis that I was just not that sort! (How wrong they were!!!!)
- thebossman said...
- For the record: I've always been a good boy, I never pulled any pranks and anybody that says different is a liar!
- doris said...
- Ha-ha-ha! There is something to that saying "it takes one to know one...." I bet you were one of the worst in your time ;-)
PS. I enjoy reading your blog! Some good business tips for the minions!!!
I'm a stalker!
Note: 26 Aug 2005 - Mark's blog seems to have disappeared. Alas....
Reading between the lines of his latest offering: "Whose navel are you gazing?", it seems I may have outstayed my welcome on the blog of S4essene's Was I Write. I dare not write any more helpful comments on his blog until he offers me a full and complete apology. Afterall, if after posting a piccy of himself in the completely altogether and no-one comments, ever, the least I can write as some words of encouragement:
"No comments?...Awww...Bless"
I've been following the romantic adventures of this serial walking disaster and have grown rather fond of him. However, I think this should actually be a job for Aunty Whiplash but I have tried in my own fumbling, toothless way. And what do I get in return for all my efforts.... this and much, much more (brevity is not one of Mr S4essene's strong points!):
DEFENCE STATEMENT:Do visit him and write him some words of encouragement in his blog. It is worth the laugh! ;-)
s4essene: This is strictly not bloody funny! I don't care if you've got a brain like einstein or a body like Angelina Jolie! I will NOT have no grandma reminiscing about sex while sucking a fruit pastel over my wet body! It just aint right somehoW!
(Heaven knows, he doesn't get any traffic from anyone else!)
Original Comments:
- jane said...
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i KNEW there was a reason i couldnt sleep! i'm going there right now!
- Milt Bogs said...
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Don't like to admit this but you appeared to take a break yesterday. Mmnn - Paris.
- thebossman said...
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I tried it, but he lost me after a few paragraphs.
Guess I'm a simpleton... - TrueJerseyGirl said...
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Just came back to check you out and see how you are doing blogging (you had visited me on your very first day!). Great job, keep it up! And I gotta go see what this guy is up to...
- Cheryl said...
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This do?
"Poor lad. A woman's sexual peak is, on average at around 33. You guys peak at 16. If you think we need to reminisce, you've got a nice surprise coming when you grow up!
Muahahahahaha! Be afraid, be very afraid..........
Sorry I missed your nude shot - good luck with the girl you are treating so much like a lady - fifty million brownie points, son. ;-)"
Ooh I feel so evil now, hahahaha. - s4essene said...
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Yeah, I thought that was rather evil Cheryl, too, but what can I do? I am so sorry if I have offended any grandmas, potential grandmas, grandmas-in-waiting, pre-and-post menopausal, greying-or-non-greying, people who are challenged by age but have opportunities, in many, in many cases, for sight and the occasional comment, which is just great...It is to you, Doris, and your ilk that I pay my sincere respects, dothing cap in my retreat. (That's what I said to her, Cheryl ;) I swear that's exactly what I said, eh? THAT's telling her - aren't I cruel?)
But the only think that 'serial failure' was a little bit harsh although, hey, I admit it, things haven't been great for a while, but it isn't time for me to start raising the petunias, right? I'm someone of age with such experience would I expect a little perspective if not, kindness. But people do claim my catchprhase is, "call me old-fashioned".
Take Care Y'all
And feel free to drop-by.
Mark - doris said...
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Wahey! The ice-man cometh, cloth cap in hand burgeoning with apologies for all and sundry just to cover all options. I'm an old sweetie and am prepared to let old dogs lie without further ado :-)
I know you are really an old cutey pie and if I had an available spinster sister I'd have no hesitation recommending she read your dodgy blog and perhaps considering you as her dearly beloved.
Pass the pastilles, deary :-)
Thursday 23 June 2005
The Darling Mr Doris
The postman has just arrived and in the bundle of letters is an Amazon package. "I see you've been ordering books again" I chuckled to Mr Doris as I gave it to him and he said, "Oh no, that's for you!"
I had no idea and inside was a copy of Richard P Feynman's "What Do You Care What Other People Think? : Further Adventures of a Curious Character". A sequel to the last Feynman book I read.
Mr Doris had been reading my blog and noticed that Decrepitoldfool had posted a comment and recommendation for this next book and before I know it, voila!
Mr Doris may not give me flowers and diamond rings but he does tickle my fancy with these wonderful gestures. Maybe I should rename my blog sadoldfool or passmethepukebucket :-)
Original Comments:
I had no idea and inside was a copy of Richard P Feynman's "What Do You Care What Other People Think? : Further Adventures of a Curious Character". A sequel to the last Feynman book I read.
Mr Doris had been reading my blog and noticed that Decrepitoldfool had posted a comment and recommendation for this next book and before I know it, voila!
Mr Doris may not give me flowers and diamond rings but he does tickle my fancy with these wonderful gestures. Maybe I should rename my blog sadoldfool or passmethepukebucket :-)
Original Comments:
- It really shows that he pays attention to the little things you want. There's only so many people that can do that.
Love the Petunias!
Michele sent me. - Does Mr Doris have an unmarried brother? I could do with a man like that!
- how about Mrsdecrepitoldfool? he sounds like such a lovely man. its no wonder we love our men so.
- Oh, that one's a great read. I checked and our copy is still in its place, so Mr. Doris does great research.
for Jane, DoF is definitely wonderful, and thoughtful, and kind to his wife and mother and sons.
We do love our men so... - Awww
100 brownie points and a gold star to Mr Doris - I like backhanded romance, its so much more 'real'.
Nice one! - Hurrah to Mr Doris and his ability to read the female mind - Does he fancy giving my husband some pointers........
- Thanks for your comments! I've enjoyed reading them and am looking forward to coming to visit y'all :-)
And no, Mr Doris has no available brothers! LOL
Isn't it nice to be able to say I have a wonderful husband and I love him so :-)
The Moon
Tonight we high-tailed off in the car to a suitable peak in the middle of England and snapped this piccy of the moon. It was a very special one tonight and appears much larger than usual. It was spectacular!
Original Comments:
- MrsDoF said...
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Oh, my, that is gorgeous!
Thank you for the picture, and for the link. - Dawn said...
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That picture is great!
- Karen said...
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Wow - That is a brilliant pic - When I was at Stonehenge there was a little girl called Mrs Moon - How sweet.....
- doris said...
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Thanks for comments. It was spectacular and I'm glad we made the effort to suddenly zoom off even though we weren't sure if there would also be cloud cover where we went.
A nickname I hope.... very sweet. Better than shorty or midget! :-)
Wednesday 22 June 2005
Our Petunias
I love the word/name Petunia and loved the Petunia stories as a kid. I'm developing my green fingers and this year went crazy with planting petunia seedlings in our brick trough in the front. They are so happy looking and make me smile :-)
Original Comments:
- Milt Bogs said...
- Thanks for the comment Doris. They're a bit thin on the ground at the moment, unlike your petunias.
- MrsDoF said...
- Very Pretty!
Reminds me of all the little pots that came home from school for many a Mother's Day gift.
- doris said...
- Aww Milt, I shall have to see if I can don my superwoman costume and high-tail over to you too and flood your comments.... but you know, it's quality not quantity so maybe I should spare you!
MrsDof - I don't know where my kids where... I never got such treats but sounds very nice. All those proudly decorated pots... reminds me of a scene from Desperate Housewives where the mum finally receives a pot to be proud of and then finds out the kids have only nicked it from the neighbour's patio and still had the price tag underneath!
- Michele said...
- My gradmother had a friend named Petunia, for many years I thought the flower was named after her. Each year I buy a flat of white petunia (my entire garden is white) and think of her as I plant them.
Yes, I too like them very much. Lovely picture!
- jane said...
- my, what beautiful petunias you have. I sometimes call cheeta petunia :)
i like the word too.
- doris said...
- Michele - it's great to spread the joy and I bet youhave a smile on your face too rembering your grandmother and her firend.... :-) A white garden sounds lovely. I'm too early into learning about gardening to become quite so artistic. It's enough at the moment that the plants and flowers live! :-)
Jane, LOL. A pot bellied pig called Cheetah is sometimes called Petunia?! Sounds like fun in the jungle over your way!
- anniebee said...
- I like petunias too. The always remind me of the Larkin Twins in The Darling Buds Of May (by H E Bates), who were called Zinnia & Petunia. Have a good weekend!
- doris said...
- Of course - I had forgotten about them! :-) And have a great weekend too !
Tuesday 21 June 2005
I heard it on the grapevine
A new aerobics class started in the community centre just down the road. I had been meaning to go to a class for ages and a friend told me about this with just half an hour notice. I haven't done any organised exercise for more years than I care to remember so you can imagine.
We live in a mainly Muslim and Hindu area so half the class of six wore saris with their trainers. The rest, including the young Anglo-Pakistani teacher wore the usual exercise garb.
Lined up, the music was switched on. It was a pumped-up version of the Star Wars theme. It was like the Classical Rock style of the 80s and Star Wars took on a new dimension. It seemed like an odd choice for us women.
Within seconds we were having to march, prance backwards, forwards, sideways, moving on to doing the grapevine. I didn't do too badly keeping up but when we started to do some sort of loop-de-loop spin at the end of each grapevine I was flummoxed. At this point I took myself out of "serious, I want to look cool and get this right" mode and took to marching it out.
Paying attention to the others I now realised there was this glorious swirling of saris, with flailing arms and legs at the other end of the line and each of them were doing their own wonderful interpretation of what we were supposed to be doing. It made me chuckle to myself about all my seriousness and I'm sure one of them half-winked back at me as she smiled and continued.
Same time next Tuesday then!
Original Comments:
We live in a mainly Muslim and Hindu area so half the class of six wore saris with their trainers. The rest, including the young Anglo-Pakistani teacher wore the usual exercise garb.
Lined up, the music was switched on. It was a pumped-up version of the Star Wars theme. It was like the Classical Rock style of the 80s and Star Wars took on a new dimension. It seemed like an odd choice for us women.
Within seconds we were having to march, prance backwards, forwards, sideways, moving on to doing the grapevine. I didn't do too badly keeping up but when we started to do some sort of loop-de-loop spin at the end of each grapevine I was flummoxed. At this point I took myself out of "serious, I want to look cool and get this right" mode and took to marching it out.
Paying attention to the others I now realised there was this glorious swirling of saris, with flailing arms and legs at the other end of the line and each of them were doing their own wonderful interpretation of what we were supposed to be doing. It made me chuckle to myself about all my seriousness and I'm sure one of them half-winked back at me as she smiled and continued.
Same time next Tuesday then!
Original Comments:
- Karen said...
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LOL - I hate going to exercise classes - I'm always scared I'll break wind - sshhhh don't tell anyone.
- doris said...
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But the music is usually loud enough and we're all stomping or whatever and too busy thinking about ourselves. I say fart and be done with :-)
BTW Karen, I must seem mad! I thought you were off to Glastonbury festival rather than the soltice at Stonehenge! Doh! Explains my stupid comment about Blondie. I'm just about to come over to enjoy your pics :-) - Alessandro Rosetti said...
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which fack thing is happening here with this writing? nobody works around as chicken with the witness excluded if they do not have the some idea where head is to the hole in the basket has gone.
- Cheryl said...
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Exercise, that's what you do to use up spare energy, isn't it?
Nice Post.
Have to say to Alessandro: Wow! That is fantastic! Do you work on being completely unintelligable, or does it come naturally? - doris said...
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Alessandro Rosetti - Squorely uddle twing im ripley blay. Twicken rop lus qwerty mib likely? Florting, sib jork yot hunder vell :-)
Cheryl - wot? you not got spare energy or is it just me that has plenty..... zzzzzzzzz - Ghone said...
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Please please please take your camera with you next week - pretend to be out of breath for one section and capture those swirling colours!
- doris said...
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The bright colours are kept for special occasions.... I don't think pale grey or magnolia warrants a pic! But nice that is the picture in your mind :-)
- Red Mum said...
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That sounds like the best fun, just the ticket for those of us who need our exercise hidden by fun. Excellent and funny post.
www.redmum.blogspot.com
The Money Machine
Our teenage daughter is continually needing money that at times I feel like a money machine. There to just print out the readies for her every whim. Naturally all her needs are justified and as she is sitting exams I am not going to hassle her to get a part time job. I was thinking that most of her monthly allowance goes on a mobile phone which led me to remember how we managed when we were kids.
I didn't have an allowance or pocket money and somehow got by. When we were out and about and needed to use the public phone we'd have those old coin telephone boxes with the red box. It would be only two pence to make the phone call but we'd usually not even have that. So there was a thing we used to be able to do, or rather I was able to do it as I had a steady hand.
We had dial telephones in those days with a satisfyingly heavy receiver that you'd pick up and it would curl round your face. With the receiver up I could tap out the numbers on the telephone rest. These were the two levers the phone sat on and cut off the call. With a careful and light touch you could tap out the numbers as if it was dialing and then if you managed to count right, it was 8 taps for a number 8 and so forth, and get the touch gentle enough to register but not so much you cut off the phone, then you could get a free call. That was a real whiz, but it would usually take a few attempts to get it right.
Sometimes if I had the money I would rather spend it on some sweets. Cadbury's Cream Eggs had just come out and they used to cost a whopping 8 pence each. I remember because I used to be able to get two and a packet of Trebor mints for 20 pence from the ice-cream van outside the school. The guy who ran that was called Mario, aren't they all, and he always used to make a fuss of us. Now I realise that making a fuss of us made us come and spend with him. Number one lesson in marketing!
Original Comments:
- zandperl said...
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Oh man, you were a phone phreaker! I bet if you were a teenager now, you'd be a computer hacker. :)
- Cheryl said...
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Hehe!
Did that at home when they put a lock on the dial (remember them?) but didn't know it would work in payphones. I used to reverse the charges! - Milt Bogs said...
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Nine and zero you could just dial. At least you could in Bogsville.
- doris said...
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Hi Zandperl, Cheryl and Milt Bogs
I am not proud of some of the things from my past but I was underage and plead that I was a kid. However, it's good to push the boundaries and check the weak points so I guess I would have had the makings of a hacker these days. If only youth and brain cells were on my side!
Yeah - phone locks! I can picture them right now.
And I've remembered a bit better now. There was a 2 or 3 digit code that I also had to press in before the number and I think it was this code the engineers used as a sort of a master key to test the lines when they went round fixing junction boxes. I think! - Minerva said...
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Doris, I am impressed! Please be on my side when the phones go down in Armageddon...
Now..seriously,
I would like to invite you to join the Best Blogs webring for well-written blogs. Please take a look at http://topblogsring.blogspot.com and click on 'join' at the bottom of the page to put your blog forward...
Minerva - jane said...
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I'm suddenly seeing Doris in a new light. On the cover of The Experimenter, in a red phone booth, tap tap tapping out phone numbers....
I would've just settled for twirling in a phone booth & changing into a wonderwoman cape with the looks & body of Lynda Carter :) - Karen said...
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What makes them think we are bottomless pits? I'll answer my own question - we spoil them so much they expect it - I'm such a soft touch with them.......
- Steve said...
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Dont worry Doris you are definitely not on your own, I despense cash that often i have had a number keypad fitted to my chest to save time for the kids.
I must also admit to tapping out the number on the trim phone we had when my dad put a lock on it cos the bill was too big. - doris said...
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Minerva - thank you, I am honoured to even be invited.
Jane - LOL and LOL again :-) Didn't you just lurve Wonderwoman's outfit with that tight fitting bodice. :-)
Karen - it's true, we're not as hard on them as we could be. And they don't even realise that.
Steve - I've read your blog! I need say no more :-) - Red Mum said...
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We did that tapping thing too cos of the phone lock that my parents put on the phone.
In the late 80s and early 90s you could use a remote control for an answering machine to make any call you wanted for free from a phonebox.
It was great at the time until telecom discovered this adn went around changing each payphone one by one. So as soon as you would use a phone, they'd discover it and put this foil over the inside of the receiver to counter it and you'd have to find another phone... Great fun and perfect for me at the time cos I had a boyfriend in the States.
If you get a chance check out my post about my daughter and her phone usage here. http://redmum.blogspot.com/2005/06/becoming-phone-nazi.html - doris said...
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I didn't know about that.... but then I had grown out of my phone cracking ways by then. LOL
Thanks for telling me about your story - phew!
Sunday 19 June 2005
Experimenting in the shed
When you look at this magazine cover what's the first thing you think?
This is a monthly publication, costing 25 cents and ran from 1924 to about 1926. It has a picture of an ordinary bloke (he's ordinary because he is not wearing a white coat) with some home-made gadgetry doing something rather scary but exciting looking. The magazine says "the Experimenter" and is marketed to the masses. This particular edition promises to show you how to make a Tesla Coil. How many of us know what a Tesla coil is? I don't really, just that it is something to do with electricity.
My first thought when I saw this was "why don't we do experiments like that now?" It looks scary and dangerous and tantalising and exciting. We are scared our kids might hurt themselves. If we want a monthly magazine now it has some little gizmo to collect and to slot into the right slot, or complete the model or to tell us what to do. (Not that there is anything wrong with that.)
I think we've been struck down by whitecoatitus. We no longer experiment or play around to find out about things. Maybe there are old geezers out there with their sheds for experiments but they are a dying breed and maybe from the generation that bought this magazine and grew up experimenting.
These days we generally just accept what the science books tell us. We don't get to really understand what it is all about and what really makes things work. I get the impression that even the scientists don't really experiment these days and spend a lot of time on theories. And why has experimentation been left to the scientists anyway?
It just takes a fresh mind to look at things and maybe find a better way. A fresh mind carrying out experiments in their garden shed is as worthy as a top-notch scientist in his study! Maybe more-so?
[The Experimenter covers can be found on the excellent MagazineArt.org database. More info on Tesla.]
Original Comments:
- MrsDoF said...
- I sent a link for this post to my middle son, a student at U of I /Urbana because I think he might get a kick out of it. Any Info about Tesla is 'alright' sez the kid.
I like how you made the connection for the guy in the garden shed making a discovery.
- doris said...
- Gosh - thanks for the comment! And I'm so glad your son is aware of Tesla but if Feynman is required reading in your household I'm not surprised :-)
- Manny Festo said...
- I always liked to dress for lab work too.
- doris said...
- LOL
- Cheryl said...
- Hehe Feynman really got to you huh?
I am going to HAVE to buy that book!
- doris said...
- LOL It is not a self-help book but that is exactly what it has done for me :-)
I think we have another good read on the shelf, this time from (or about) Tesla! That is also supposed to be funny... I like humour and what a great way to absorb information and clarify our thoughts.
- The Complimenting Commenter said...
- I like your ideas about experimenting. The days of making radios and playing with electrodes seem over. Great observation and post.
- Minerva said...
- I love your observations, and especially the breadth of them...the old religion vs science debate right here! *grinning*
Seriously Doris, I love the way you write.
Minerva
- Minerva said...
- Doris,
Re your comment on my blog..you MUST...simply MUST respond to those stirrings....
GO GIRL....
Minerva
- doris said...
- Hee-hee, yes I will Minerva. I have been aware for years that I have not written prose, not since before I had children, and I knew I wanted to get into it again. But I really do have those stirrings within and it is hard to describe. It's a bit like it is there but just out of reach. It is now closer but still just a little too far. I am finding this blog writing really beneficial and am enjoying it so much. I am finding I have so much to say (no kidding!!!) and am enjoying putting it in writing. In a way I might be more scared to show any poetry because those are my old demons about not being good enough, not being intellectual enough. Silly really. Thanks for your encouragement.
- zandperl said...
- I'm a college physics teacher, and I occasionally work with pre- and in-service K-12 teachers. I'm constantly encouraging them to let their students make their own experiments rather than following a "cookbook chemistry" lab.
And to Manny Festo: my advisor had an ad on his door that was a woman standing by a telescope saying "When I observe for hours on end, I make sure I wear X Brand Shoes - they're so comfortable!" It was hilarious. Of course, in reality professional astronomers spend hours in front of a computer, not a telescope. :)
- doris said...
- Zandperl - there is some hope whilst the teachers are being taught like this. It is great to hear. On the other hand, would they have enough time and space to be able to allow their students to develop their own ideas? It must be quite frustrating.
As a result of all this, I am thinking we must get on and get our own home experimental lab going. Mr Doris still has his original Chemistry and Chemical Magic "Playbook of Science" dated 1912 that he used to use for ideas for his experimentations as a youth. It suggests all sorts of lethal chemicals, that Mr Doris used to be able to source even in the 1960s. One of the best bits (not that I have read the book) is at the end of the preface:
In conclusion, if a word of advice may be addressed directly to the boy reader, it is this: Never be content merely to read about an experiment ; that is, to see it only through the mind of the writer and the artist. Always perform it yourself, even if at first in a manner more or less crude : that is to see it with your own mind - the only real way to see it all ; you have made it your experiment and your knowledge. No man can take it from you ; it is yours for all time.
*****************************
That was the era when only boys were referred to in such instances!
Bitching and Christians
What is it about female bloggers proclaiming on their blogs they are Christian and in almost the same breath declaring their bitching prowess?
I am not a Christian so it is not that high horse I am on. But how can anyone who professes a spirituality - that is what being Christian or any other religion is about, isn't it? - also think it is humorous, clever, interesting or even nice to be a bitch?
Bitching is about putting people down; it's about commenting on them to their detriment and to your supposed benefit; it is about being unkind.
As a Christian (or any other faith) shouldn't we be kind and helpful towards each other and the world?
I'm not saying we shouldn't complain. Complaining is important as long as it is done right or constructively. So that someone can fix the problem either for you or for others, or so that we can understand better what has gone wrong.
I'm not saying we shouldn't have fun either.
Just quit the bitching as if it is some great thing to be doing or wanting to read about.
Original Comments:
I am not a Christian so it is not that high horse I am on. But how can anyone who professes a spirituality - that is what being Christian or any other religion is about, isn't it? - also think it is humorous, clever, interesting or even nice to be a bitch?
Bitching is about putting people down; it's about commenting on them to their detriment and to your supposed benefit; it is about being unkind.
As a Christian (or any other faith) shouldn't we be kind and helpful towards each other and the world?
I'm not saying we shouldn't complain. Complaining is important as long as it is done right or constructively. So that someone can fix the problem either for you or for others, or so that we can understand better what has gone wrong.
I'm not saying we shouldn't have fun either.
Just quit the bitching as if it is some great thing to be doing or wanting to read about.
Original Comments:
- Minerva said...
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I so agree! Surely the central tenet of any religion should be and I reiterate the words SHOULD be...tolerance...because sadly, in our divisive world, it is all about being a member or something and excluding others. That insecurity probably manifests itself in the bitching...
*sigh*
Great thought provoking post..and michele sent me.... - doris said...
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Thanks Minerva. I once read some fabulous books (but I can't remember titles/authors!) that talked about belonging to a group and how divisive this was and how it led to conflict and even wars. Especially patriotism - the US does not have a monopoly on patriotism so I'm not pointing a finger at anyone in particular! It is just worth thinking about.
Coming back to the bitching, I think that if we all made the effort in small ways those little ripples can make a huge effect in our world.
I'm coming over to visit you :-) - Minerva said...
-
Doris - thank you so much for the comments on my blog - I really appreciated them...
I am linking to you...
Minerva - Pearl said...
-
I've noticed that too. I have 2 guesses on it 1) that a person is many identities/ mutually excluvice roles and doesn't see a need to reconcile them
2) that bitch is a less severe word for some. - doris said...
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Hi Pearl and thanks for commenting. I've just been onto your blog (well, one of them!) and like the way you think, write and the pics :-)
About your guesses:
1) Do we need to reconcile our different identities? That makes me think and although I have different identities that really the essence of me goes through each so I feel I am consistent in how I think. Perhaps others feel the same about themselves - that basically they are 'real' no matter which identity they are in, or maybe this is too far up my backside. Hmm.
2) I quite agree. Ironically, I think my original post could be termed as a "bitch" about bitching but I wouldn't call it such. I think the words we use are important and the connotations for bitch are not good and are not compatible with a so-called spiritual life.
Perhaps my gripe is not really with bitching but with people who follow a religious life without really thinking about what it means and putting it into practise in their own life and in everything they do. - Bubblehead said...
-
Here via the meet n greet.
Truthfully, I thnk if some of these women gave up bitching they'd have nothing to say at all. - doris said...
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Well Bubblehead, I'd like to think there is more hope for humanity.
Happy Anniversary - I just read your post declaring your undying love for your wife. Wonderful :-) - Cheryl said...
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To some people God is an insurance policy. And I risk playing specks and beams there so as a believer I shall shut up right now!
One phrase in the bible that terrifies me is in Revelation, God speaking to one of the seven churches of the time: But thou art neither hot nor cold so I shall spit thee out of my mouth. - jane said...
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Right on Doris! If there is 1 word I believe encircles God, its LOVE. All of the descriptions you mentioned point to that. No religion should have fun, intended or not, at anybody else's expense. Some people must put down others to feel elevated.
Great insight! - momma said...
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Bingo! I was referred to your blog by Mrs Dof. Upon reading this post I had to Comment too. I'm the Mom of Stupid Evil Bastard At Jenkinsonlin.Net and though I don't totally agree with his reasoning on religion I have a tendancy to think more along his lines. I fear for my country because I see many who are turning a blind eye to science, logical thinking, and tolerance. So help me I don't want to see our young chanting and rocking over a religious text or marching in armies sworn to change the way people live!
- Sylvia said...
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You are bitching about people bitching!!! How are you any better? And what is so bad about being a "bitch" anyway?? The word "bitch" is just a term used to insult and degrade women who are assertive; women who step outside of traditional docile, subservient ,feminine roles. So if an assertive, confident, capable and independent woman is being a "bitch", most real women are guilty as charged and proud of it. There is no conflict with being a bitch and being a spiritual person.
- doris said...
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Hi Cheryl
I looked up that quote in the Bible Rev.3:16 and it was interesting to read it as an outsider and not as one who has had the full force of indoctrination. It's just saying don't be lukewarm and to stand up for what you believe in...
Hi Jane
Thanks for your insights and clarifications too! [I hope you had a lovely return of the Tarzan ;-)]
Hi Momma
Nice to see you :-) I think I'd like to write more in the future about the world, religion and science. In looking through the Bible last night, and reading a blog with Bible texts, I read some powerful lines when, if you stand back from them, it makes you say hang on here, this is describing some massive electrical storms and planetary instabilities far greater than any we can realise. If you are seeing these things in the sky you are going to think that God has shown his hand - and all these years later society continues to see it as the "Bible Stories" (and all the other religious texts have their share of these catastrophes) as a means of control. (Oops, this more than I intended to write just now!)
Hi Sylvia
Lovely of you to come over and to post. I enjoyed looking through your blog yesterday - you have some funny pics!
It certainly looks like I am bitching about bitching which is quite ironical. Except that I am not specifically announcing that I am a Bitch and am not doing that hand in hand with saying that I'm this or that Christian. I think that is the difference.
There are too many negative thoughts and words in this world and from all these little negative snipes left, right and centre add up to some powerful bad energy. I think that is what's wrong with being a Bitch per se.
The word Bitch is thrown around and I agree it is wrongly used to label assertive sassy women - there aren't enough of us and it does my head in when if you aren't compliant you are called a Bitch.
Finally you said, "There is no conflict with being a bitch and being a spiritual person." I still think there is a conflict.
Ta-ta :-) - Sylvia said...
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I disagree. The negative energy comes from those that believe being a bitch is a bad thing. Once you take the negativity away from the word, it loses it's power. Women have been called bitches, and have been called that name as a way to keep them from asserting themselves, "Oh, I had better not stand up for myself, less I be called a bitch." When people know that you don't mind being called a bitch, they stop using the word - it loses it's power. Words are only words, and they have negative effects only if you let them. Our society has gotten used to the idea that it is ok to supress women, and to continue to give power to these words further demarginalizes women.
- doris said...
-
Hello Sylvia
Thank you for taking the time to continue and try to explain further.
There is something in what you say that I wholeheartedly agree with. That is about taking negativity away from a word and thereby removing the negative energy. Some examples for me are not believing in the superstitions: spilling salt; walking under ladders; breaking mirrors; etc If you believe in them then I think you manifest that bad luck - that negative energy.
Similarly, if you believe in evil then there is powerful energy in that and if you don't believe then it can completely undermine it and it ceases to exist.
I can see what you are saying that it is because I think bitching hand in hand with Christianity is creating the bad energy rather than the words actually being said but I have to disagree still whilst accepting a bit of that - my bit that I am responsible for.
I take on board what you are saying about the political connotations of the word Bitch and how it can be used to suppress women.
However, the act of bitching usually involves making negative comments about someone/something for no good purpose. That surely can not be acceptable?
Saturday 18 June 2005
Daleks and Bad Wolf
I didn't need Mad Baggage to remind me that tonight is the last episode from this series of Dr Who. My life will be bereft without it.
This series of Dr Who (I never much cared for previous series!) is on par with listening to Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy the first time round on Radio 4 in the 70's on late Saturday afternoons. It was Mr Doris who counted down with excitement to this series starting and me being the nice partner, willingly sat with him. But from the first 60 seconds I have been smitten. I've hugged myself with delight at each episode. I just can't get enough of it.
Dr Who is magnificent. Rose is utterly superb and the best ever assistant and between them the electricity is scintillating. My only gripe is that sometimes the Dr is unnecessarily stupid because Rose shines with curiosity and brilliance and courage without the need for him to sometimes be the prat. Who'd have thought the flippity little pop star Billie Piper had it in her to be such a brilliant actress?
Tonight's programme is the second of two and a natural progression for the whole series. Each of the stories are interconnected and I think are brilliantly written and inter-woven.
Did I mention it can be scary for the little ones? For young street-wise kids with super Fx computer games to be scared by a modern Dr Who with its walking zombies and people eating wheelie bins is incredible. I didn't think they could pull it off. Like so many programmes out there it just isn't the same as the original. In this case and in my view this outclasses the previous series.
Did I mention the humour? Superb. Classic and so very funny on different levels but not in a Disney way which is usually quite risque. This is so much more clever.
Unfortuneately I don't have any royalty free pics of daleks in my clip art so had to settle for nicking the above piccy from the BBC website. They even have a sound page for the bestest dalek "Exterminate!" and the hilarious Michael Jackson piss-take "Moisturise me, moisturise me". Listen and reminisce!
And did I mention the Bad Wolf Corporation. That's only for the die-hards who have watched the entire series :-)
Original Comments:
- Karen said...
- Glad to see I'm not the only mad Dr Who fan.......
- doris said...
- :-) I think there are quite a few of us out there. Someone I know, knows someone who has bought a "real" dalek from Ebay. It was used in one of the earlier series. Unfortuneatly the owner wasn't in so I had to make do with watching the home-vid of the kids playing with this Dalek.... going up and down the drive to the pavement. Goodness knows what passing drivers thought of it! It looked fantastic.
- Cheryl said...
- My Eight year old is still a bit wary of wheely bins - she covers by cracking jokes.........every, single time we go past one.
So fed up that we have to change Dr actors already - I wonder who it'll be.
- doris said...
- I can not believe you said that Cheryl... about who is to be the next Dr Who? It's a done deal I believe: "Casanova star David Tennant will replace Christopher Eccleston as the lead role."
Billie Piper is to go too half way through the next series but I am not sure who is supposed to replace her. I think I heard it rumoured that her screen ex-boyfriend was going to but I don't see the logic.
Also, I have a bit of a connundrum. If the Doctor is always being replaced by a descendant, and according to the Doc himself he is the last of the Time-Lords, then who would be replacing him? I thought that maybe the Doc and Rose might get it together and have off-spring.....
Also, Mr Doris guesses that Bad Wolf is actually an alter-ego of the Doc himself. Hmm. We'll see.
- doris said...
- Wow! My eyes welled up when the Dr put Rose in the Tardis and sent her back... and then her ex-boyfriend pulled out the stops and helped because he loved her... then Rose was prepared to die because she loved the Dr and then the Dr finally put his life up because he loved Rose. And they finally kissed! Phew! Is this science fiction or a love story?!
I loved it when Rose stood there with all the vortex power and disposed of the daleks just like that. Wouldn't that be an amazing power to have.
And in the end we saw the new doctor. I wasn't sure which Casanova actor they were talking about but he looked great in the role and I'm glad we saw him now so I don't build up a resistance to the next series because it wasn't complete with Christopher Eccleston and Billie Piper.
It was wonderful. I don't know how they pack so much action and adventure and emotion into 45 minutes. Priceless.
- Ghone said...
- He was still too northern for my liking!!!
- doris said...
- Well anyone north of the Watford gap would be too northern for someone in Milky Beans!!!
Yah only jealous >grin<
- Dawn said...
- Michele sent me and I am glad she did. I see you just started this blog and I did go sown and read some of your old post.....very interesting....pubic hair...that is the question......
I will be back for more.
- doris said...
- Thanks! Um, yes, the pubic hair posts.... I'm gob-smacked I even wrote it but I gather that level of being personal is part of a normal blogger life cycle!
I'm coming to visit you :-)
- Milt Bogs said...
- Thanks for the link - I'm more used to being "exterminated".
- jane said...
- I went & listened to the "Moisturize me, Moisturize me" hahaha
I think MJ may be headed out your way :)~~~ lock up all the boys quickly!!
jane
- momma said...
- It's Momma again--My middle son has been an avid Dr. Who fan for years. I remember him as a teen watching the show through the fuzz because we didn't pick up that station too well back then. He also is waiting for the new Dr. to start. Nice visiting with you!
Friday 17 June 2005
The Banana Sandwich
I made Mr Doris and me banana and cream cheese sandwiches for lunch today. It is one of my absolute faves and was an addiction of mine during one of my pregnancies. However, I discovered something new about Mr Doris today. He actually doesn't like the combo and prefers just the banana on its own. So all these years when he has made this for lunch, he has put cream cheese in mine but not in his. And all these years I have put cream cheese in both!
He was ever so sweet when he told me. After he had eaten the said sandwich and made all the right yummy noises. Aww bless :-)
Original Comments:
- mw said...
- If that doesn't define love, I don't know what does.
I've never tried the combo before - I'll have to try it soon.
A beautiful post - thanks so much!
mw
- notdonnareed said...
- Hmmm. That must be an acquired taste, like marmite. (Can't even type that without wrinkling my nose.)
My (English) husband is also one to grin and bear it. It took us three years to discover that neither one of us likes ice cream cakes, because we each though the other one did. The things we do for love...
- Cybrspin said...
- what a guy :)
- doris said...
- Hi mw
Awww, and thank you for saying so :-)
Hi notdonnareed
It is so delish - nothing acquired at all! I like the banana firm and sliced thinly, but piled high, over a thick wadge of philly cream cheese. Put marmite out of your mind - no comparison.
Real ice cream cake? A thousand years ago we used to have them in Australia and I loved them, especially the frozen cream swirls on top! Sorry you don't like them but how sweet in some ways that you both thought the other did even though neither of you did and yet you both made the effort. Awww :-)
Hi Cybrspin
I think so too :-)
I'll be over to visit y'all :-)
- jane said...
- Do you make this on plain bread? I've never heard of it before but sure sounds interesting. I went to the Michele Agnew site, thanks for letting me know about it. Yes, I'm really bipolar. I looked for some way to email you but as you can see, was unsuccessful.
ps....the pubic hair entry had me literally rolling!!
jane
- doris said...
- Hi Jane, nice to see you :-)
Plain bread? I guess so, whatever takes your fancy from white to granary etc.
Thanks for saying the pubic hair entry made you laugh! Actually I think that is our connection!!! I wrote that and had second thoughts about having done so and then when I read your blog, probably via BlogExplosion, you made a similar comment after one of your posts. And you're also a daft cow - like me - when your significant other is away :-)
Try out the sarnie (sandwich in English) sometime.
See you on blog again soon :-)
- Michele said...
- What a wonderful man, aww, but you already know that. Lucky you!
- Anomaly Resource said...
- Mr. Doris is a lot nicer than I would have been. Once my wife almost poisoned me with teflon. You can bet I'm glad I stopped eating when it tasted funny.
I don't think it's such a bad thing to admit what you don't like. Taste-buds are there for a reason you know!
Great Article and Site! You are Blogrolled!
- doris said...
- Hi Michelle, nice to see you :-)
Thanks, I know!
Hi Anomaly
Gosh - that much teflon? I've often eaten it (in my younger days) when a cheap frying pan was on it's last legs and it would come off on the food - is that what you mean? I'm still here, so stop worrying! >cheekiness alert< I'm sure your wife loves you really and wouldn't dream of hurting you!
You have a brilliant site yourself and am coming on over today to see if you have replied to my messages!
- Ghone said...
- Have you tried Marmite and cream cheese?
It's so wrong it's right!!!
- doris said...
- I can be quite confident in saying I haven't. I'm not so sure about the texture... as a kid I did cheddar cheese and marmite sarnies so maybe this would work. I shall be brave and will try, er, tomorrow or sometime soon :-)
But I am reluctant and a little scared. Like when I first tried peanut butter and jelly (jam) sandwiches which are actually fantastic!
- Milt Bogs said...
- You could always try the Elvis Presley Peanut Butter and Banana Sandwich. It's a real killer but who cares if it enables you to sing like that.
- millennium hippies said...
- oh that is so sweet!! never had banana cream sandwiches before, but every day my daughter asks for her Elvis sandwich! (banana and peanut butter)
michele sent me!
- doris said...
- Hi Milt
Thank you for that link - I couldn't imagine eating 11 of them which is what they say Elvis would eat at a sitting.
Hi millenniumhippies
What nice people come to me from Michele's :-) I comin' over to say hello :-)
- Zee said...
- What a sweet story... Thanks for dropping by my site earlier!
Thursday 16 June 2005
Surely you're joking Mr Feynman!
I've just finished reading "Surely you're joking Mr Feynman!" (There are lots of reviews on that link)
It is a very funny series of anecdotes by of all people, a Nobel Prize winning physicist. He worked on the atom bomb at Los Alamos. (This last bit is not funny but he does give some interesting views on the subject.) He's dead now but I wish I could have met him and had a chat. He'd either have liked me because I asked questions and wasn't full of b/s or else he'd have not bothered with me because I can be a right pain and full of b/s!
The reason I was reading him was because a dear friend had recommended him because of his learning/teaching styles. And you know what, it has been a great confidence booster reading him. At long last I know I was right and my education was wrong. Feynman is no doubt a totally brilliant brain and yet, he poked fun at the establishment because they would tie themselves up into intellectual knots. At one point he was on a government board to help choose the maths books for schools and he really put in the effort, unlike the other reviewers, and showed what a lot of twaddle was being published. I think it is no different now.
My biggest problem with maths at school was why we would use this or that formula and I have to say I couldn't get over that lack of understanding. Sure I could do the problems, and make the maths add up but I never understood about co-sines and tangents and I now think it is not because I'm stupid (I wasn't then!) but because my need to understand "why" was never satisfied.
He was all for explaining why we learn certain things and the practical applications to the point that there is no reason to learn anything unless you think about it and learn the whys and wherefores.
Aside from feeling good about by myself by reading this book, I had such a good laugh. He was not what one would expect from a Physics Professor. He'd spend his evenings in strip clubs and would tout his new found drawing skills to brothels! All with the blessings of one of his wives.
Look through your bookshelves or check your local library.
Original Comments:
- Kevin T. said...
- I'm glad you wrote about your fondness for this book. I haven't read it yet, but it's been on my bookshelf since we saw Alan Alda portray Feynman in Q.E.D. on Broadway several years ago. I'll have to move the book closer to the top of the pile!
P.S. Found your blog through BlogExplosion.
- doris said...
- Hi Kevin
You'll pick it up and read it now, won't you? Especially if you have children! It is a read you can pick up and put down as the "stories" are in bites - which is useful for our busy lives.
I didn't know Feynman was portrayed in QED and will look out for that now.
Good ole BlogExplosion! :-)
- Cheryl said...
- Oh Brilliant! I just read the excerpt on Amazon - the bit where as a kid he sets the waste bin on fire in his bedroom whilst his mum has friends round to play bridge; I want more!
- Karen said...
- Sounds an interesting read - I'll give it a go...Here via Michele - Hope you have a good weekend
- doris said...
- Hello Cheryl and Karen
Thanks for letting me know what you thought. It is such a great book. I wish I had read it earlier in my life. As it is, it has been on our book shelf for years as it was Mr Doris' before we married but I just never realised.... our book cover is different to the one pictured but it goes to show to not judge a book by it's cover! LOL
- Scott-O-Rama said...
- Off Topic: Just came across your blog on Blog Explosion. Great work! I love it!
- Lynda said...
- Thanks for the recommendation, Doris - I am going to give it a whirl!
Michele sent me - I'm glad she did :-)
- War Eagle said...
- visit from michelle's.
- Indigo said...
- Sounds interesting!
Michele sent me!
- doris said...
- Hi y'all! Thanks for your comments and am comin' to visit you too :-)
- MrsDoF said...
- This book is a must read in our family.
The US Post Office has a commemorative stamp out just this week. My husband wrote about it on his weblog here
http://www.decrepitoldfool.com/index.php/weblog/comments/341/
- doris said...
- Nice one MrsDof! I've been to look and have posted a follow-up. Thanks for letting me know. What a handsome devil Feynham was... I could imagine the pillow talk >blush<
- Carmi said...
- Through some psychotic quirk of fate, I am related to him. My parents can explain it better than I can, but we have apparently crossed paths often in our lives.
I rather enjoyed his contribution to the Challenger disaster investigation.
Weird, isn't it, how the world can be so small?
- doris said...
- Gosh, it is a small world. I'm into genealogy so I know how complicated the relationship lines can be so someone has to be related to Richard Feynman :-)
What is doubly weird is that I saw your pic on another blog where we had both posted a comment and I felt inclined to go visit your blog but didn't because I was distracted by something else in the blogging world!
Glad you have posted I'm visiting your site now and commenting over there shortly :-)
- Pearl said...
- I loved that book too.
- doris said...
- I'm amazed how many people have read this book. No wonder it has been in best seller lists.
- decrepitoldfool said...
- This is one of my favorite books - Feynman was such a pistol. You would probably also enjoy Why do you care what other people think?! The further adventures of a curious character.
I have totally mixed up in my head which stories are in which book but they are both wonderful.
- doris said...
- Thanks for that link and recommendation Decrepitoldfool! So at least one book is not a re-hash of the other. I'm currently browsing Chemistry and Chemical Magic and then may well read Tesla: Man out of Time as we have that already! This is so very funny because I am not really the intellectual type but whilst I'm on a roll and interested, nay fascinated, I may as well take advantage :-)
- Astryngia said...
- You would have enjoyed Lancelot Hogben's great tomes about mathematics but I think they're out of print now - failing that, try http://www.curiousmath.com/
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Have you been smoking something???
Or am I just too tired to understand what you are saying?
Thursday, June 30, 2005 10:17:00 PM
Hee hee! Now which bit didn't you get? And if it helps, I don't mind you thinking I'm off my rocker on something! :-)
Thursday, June 30, 2005 10:21:00 PM
Is this Feng wotsit? What do I do in a 3 bed bungalow with two kids and no spare corner?
What do I do if all the 'pretty things' in my house aren't pretty at all, but rather my very male husband's idea of a girly gift (as in he loves it, therefore I am bound to love it also?
Half of them are up as high as possible, pushed to the back of the tops of bookcases, the others are in boxes in the garage (They can't all dissappear at once, he might notice.......)
HELP!
Wheres my money corner? For that I might burn chairs.
Thursday, June 30, 2005 10:54:00 PM
Shui? Yup!
You've got a Mr Cheryl so you are OK... but if you want to improve your romantic/sex life then I believe it is a similar process but involves your bedroom and a rather nice picture on the wall or similar, something a little erotic.
I'd love to see what these "girly gifts" are that you hubby gives that don't quite hit the mark. Does this mean he doesn't mind clutter if he keeps giving them to you?
As for the money corner, I think that is the furtherest left corner as you go into a room - in this case I think it would be a main room rather than the bedroom. But what should be done in such a corner for the optimum I am not sure.
Thursday, June 30, 2005 11:08:00 PM
Doris, your street cred has just hit an all-time low, rock bottom even! Bidets are just about acceptable but relationship corners, statuettes and table cloths!
Friday, July 01, 2005 12:10:00 AM
AND he was still on about corners when he got to my blog! Shall we gang up on him? Muahahaha.
Friday, July 01, 2005 12:41:00 AM
thats quite interesting. in the right hand corner from my front door is my dining area, which includes my kitchen table & my hutch. its my most favorite part of my house with all my favorite things in it. but we did ours backwards. jim & i bought our kitchen table & chairs as a xmas gift for each other last year. my mom gave us the hutch a few months ago & the rest is things i cherish. i like the idea.
Friday, July 01, 2005 3:44:00 AM
Oh dear. A mental audit of all possible relationship corners in our house finds them full of:
- the darkest corner of the wardrobe
- wine
- logs
- cat dishes
- empty files and a laminator
Does this mean that our relationship is doomed? And which is the wealth corner again? Pretty please?! :).
Friday, July 01, 2005 9:25:00 AM
Whooopee! I might have had street cred at some point! I must have had some for mine to hit an all time low.... oh wait, have to think a bit more about this.
Cheryl - only if he pays us ;-)
Jane - sounds like a treasured and special area already which has to be good.
Ally - no, not doomed! I think Feng Shui is good but is not the be all and end all. However, no harm in tending to some of those more important corners... bedroom and main living area. You can't move a wardrobe but you could make sure it is dusted and hang a special picture nearby.
The wealth corner is far left hand corner of the room as you go through the door. I have not put this corner into practise so can't vouch for its effectiveness like the relationship corner.
Friday, July 01, 2005 10:12:00 AM
You don't want to see my relationship corner, its a heap, clutter-city!!!!
ps I appreciated your insights and comments the other day, cheers!
Friday, July 01, 2005 11:07:00 AM
My relationship corner sucks - heck such is life....
Friday, July 01, 2005 11:39:00 AM
Doris your page looks like it's written on real paper or parchment even.
Friday, July 01, 2005 12:07:00 PM
Huh... well that explains a lot... I'm going home to move my linen basket...
Friday, July 01, 2005 12:32:00 PM
I like the way you think, Doris! I have relationship corners all over my home; may I say that they can lead to "complications"? Michele sent me and I'll read on down your funny blog!
Friday, July 01, 2005 4:29:00 PM
It's all very easy to dismiss Feng Shui as bunkum. How can "a relationship corner" influence our relationships.
On the one hand it can't. But a relationship corner is more than just that. It shows that the person who created it, cares. That they have an attention to details. That various elements of Feng Shui may have a subconscious influence one us.
I guess the opposite effect is someone who keeps stuffed ferrets, and whose relationship corner consists of a pile of dirty underwear. Technically, these items have no direct effect at all, but bet there is influence!
Friday, July 01, 2005 7:54:00 PM
Regarding Anonymous post, I am sure the discarded dirty underwear would put any potential suitor or indeed lover off.... Lol
Saturday, July 02, 2005 3:23:00 PM
I'd just like a corner, actually. All our corners are filled with... stuff.
Sunday, July 03, 2005 1:42:00 PM