<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842</id><updated>2011-12-29T06:11:00.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sentence</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts about publishing, stamp collecting, politics, popular music of the 60s and 70s, mooses, and my motley other obsessions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-116484513282288282</id><published>2006-11-29T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:05:32.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn!</title><content type='html'>Wow, according to my login I haven't been here since July 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down on Eglinton, and walked past Acqua50, the Italian restaurant I wrote about in April. It has closed down, and there's a sign that a new Indian restaurant is about to open in the space. Too bad, I really liked the place. But only ever went there the once. Sorry, Pasquale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-116484513282288282?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/116484513282288282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=116484513282288282' title='135 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/116484513282288282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/116484513282288282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2006/11/yawn.html' title='Yawn!'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>135</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-114401377217583600</id><published>2006-04-02T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:36:12.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stamp collector stuff</title><content type='html'>I've decided to move any philatelic discussions to their own blog: &lt;a href="http://gregsstamps.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://gregsstamps.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It seemed unlikely that the hypothetical readership of this blog would be interested in that stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-114401377217583600?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/114401377217583600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=114401377217583600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114401377217583600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114401377217583600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2006/04/stamp-collector-stuff.html' title='Stamp collector stuff'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-114400411526797025</id><published>2006-04-02T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:04:52.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm -- I think I feel a new unfinished novel stirring</title><content type='html'>Last night I had dinner with some friends at Acqua52, a new Italian restaurant that’s opened a couple of blocks from my house. Why the new owners think they can succeed in a space where the previous tenant was a short-lived Italian restaurant, in a strip of stores where there are at least five other Italian restaurants (this isn’t an Italian neighbourhood!), rather puzzles me. But that may not be a problem for them. The place was packed last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner the owner, Pasquale, came to our table with complimentary shots of grappa (yummmm!) and chatted with us for a while. Pasquale’s a big, friendly guy, one who looks like he hasn’t deprived himself of the better things in life. His restaurant has a warm, comfy, somewhat self-indulgent feel, as does the food. Exactly what you want in an inexpensive neighbourhood place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to this morning. I was sitting sipping a coffee waiting for Seth’s gym class to finish. And I started to think how last night’s dinner would have been different in the 1920s under prohibition – no shiraz, no shrimp in a wine sauce, no grappa – at least if we were at a legal restaurant. If it had been an illegal place, we wouldn’t likely have had the same range of wines to choose from, and the grappa surely wouldn’t have been so silky-smooth. My understanding of prohibition was that it fostered booze-cans selling cheap, nasty whisky – the stuff that can be made on the sly in basements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we do have some kinds of prohibition in place. At one point most of the people at the next table stepped out of the restaurant for a few minutes, so they could smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the notion of prohibition were to come back, it wouldn’t likely be from do-gooders wanting to prevent alcoholism. My shiraz and grappa are likely safe from zealots. But the prohibition of smoking in public places seems to have taken hold (which I think is a good thing), and it isn’t too much of mental stretch to imagine the wearing of perfume in public also being banned (which I’d also think was a good thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking about zealotry, and the potential for new prohibitions. The pressure for new forms of prohibition comes from at least three places: people like me, who don’t like cigarette smoke and who sneeze at even expensive perfumes; religious people, ranging from the religious right in the US wanting to ban abortion and motley other things to the Islamists wanting to ban the education of women and all sorts of other stuff; and extreme environmentalists, who argue against everything from the use of fossil fuels to the resources it takes to put a steak on a dinner plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a story in there somewhere, perhaps “Pasquale versus the zealots.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m increasingly surrounded by vegetarians: nice polite vegetarians who would never dream of telling me what to eat and what not to eat, but who clearly get a bit squeamish if I chow down on a lamb shank. Many of the same people are strong devotees of public transit and bicycles; a couple of them are none too comfortable with the fact that I rarely ride my bike and actively dislike Toronto’s transit system (though I’m happy to use the much more extensive systems in places like London, Paris and to a lesser extent New York – Toronto’s dinky system is slow and expensive and rarely goes conveniently to where I want to go). These people are hardly zealots, and they are for the most part very polite about their preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But such things can change with time. What happens to Pasquale and his restaurant if society moves in the direction of banning meats and the automobile? I think it might well take very much the same course as the prohibition of alcohol did last century: the prohibited meats would go underground, and eventually public pressure would overturn the system. Or would it? You can’t exactly drive cars around and not be noticed. (Especially with Google Earth – if that went to live images, it would be possible to see any automotive activity pretty much anywhere. What other changes would a live version of Google Earth cause? The end of many forms of privacy, especially if it were coupled with pervasive use of GPS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ve started plotting out a novel, tentatively titled “Prohibition,” where Pasquale’s restaurant is closed down by environmental and vegetarian zealotry. It might be fun to think through how he’d fight back, how it would differ from last century’s prohibition and how it would be the same. I can borrow an environmental zealot, Gina, from an earlier unfinished novel. It might be fun to pit her against Pasquale and see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-114400411526797025?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/114400411526797025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=114400411526797025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114400411526797025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114400411526797025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmm-i-think-i-feel-new-unfinished.html' title='Hmm -- I think I feel a new unfinished novel stirring'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-114040628149092093</id><published>2006-02-19T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:34:29.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Balloon</title><content type='html'>For quite a while, I'd been trying to compile a discography of Sweet Peach, a small Adelaide-based 1960s/70s label. Until I got to know the label quite well, I though I liked everything they'd ever released, ranging from Doug Ashdown's gorgeous folk/rock to Fraternity's psych-tinged metal.  (Then I discovered the label also released MOR performers like Don Lane and quite a bit of country. Oh well.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard disk crash about a year ago. The guys at Sogo managed to save almost everything. The one thing I cared about that they were not able to restore was the Sweet Peach discography. And I haven't had the time to reconstruct it. Maybe I'll start again. What is inspiring me is finding &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=4834221249"&gt; this Multiple Balloon 45 &lt;/a&gt;on eBay. I really thought I'd at least heard of every Sweet Peach performer at this point, but these guys are total news to me. A Google search on "Multiple Balloon" turns up all sorts of articles on angioplasties and clowning (but none that I could see on both those topics). "'Multiple Balloon' peach" pulls up two listings for the record I just bought, one for $25 and the other for $35. I wonder if they released anything else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-114040628149092093?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/114040628149092093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=114040628149092093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114040628149092093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/114040628149092093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2006/02/multiple-balloon.html' title='Multiple Balloon'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113623410677707869</id><published>2006-01-02T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:09:19.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making sense of a halfpenny KGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7112/983/1024/halfpennymystery.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7112/983/400/halfpennymystery.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;This stamp has the single-line perf 14.2 -- the rare one (BW 64). Supposedly all BW 64s are from Electro 3. And, to make it easy, from the watermark it is clear that this is the bottom right stamp (position 60) on the pane. So it is either 3L60 or 3R60. So, from Dix and Rowntree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;3L60: &lt;strong&gt;Lower frame&lt;/strong&gt;: irregularity of lower side of frame for 1.5mm beginning 0.5mm from the right corner, usually having the form of two small notches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3R60: &lt;strong&gt;Two flaws:&lt;/strong&gt; (a) Lower right corner: point of white margin slightly enlarged and rounded. (b) Crown: cross shows signs of wear, especially at the left.&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has to be 3R60 -- the white margin in the lower right corner is indeed slightly rounded. But the crown shows far more than "slight signs of wear" -- it is almost completely missing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113623410677707869?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113623410677707869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113623410677707869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113623410677707869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113623410677707869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2006/01/making-sense-of-halfpenny-kgv.html' title='Making sense of a halfpenny KGV'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113543898697178381</id><published>2005-12-24T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T10:44:03.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a great holiday, everyone</title><content type='html'>This Christmassy &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/contributors/products/product/product.asp?cid=238142419059451750&amp;amp;general%5Frecs%5Fper%5Fpage=9&amp;amp;caching=on&amp;amp;product%5Fid=228129943609519839&amp;amp;index=9"&gt;"Getting Research Funding" Poster&lt;/a&gt; cracked me up. I hope you like it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113543898697178381?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113543898697178381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113543898697178381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113543898697178381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113543898697178381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-great-holiday-everyone.html' title='Have a great holiday, everyone'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113483139131226072</id><published>2005-12-17T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T09:56:31.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumin[i]um foil helmets</title><content type='html'>I'm probably the last person on the planet to see &lt;a href="http://people.csail.mit.edu/rahimi/helmet/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; -- I usually am -- but it really cracked me up. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113483139131226072?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113483139131226072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113483139131226072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113483139131226072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113483139131226072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/12/aluminium-foil-helmets.html' title='Alumin[i]um foil helmets'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113382475663551142</id><published>2005-12-05T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:13:15.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen yesterday #2</title><content type='html'>Last night, 7:00 p.m. Early evening but already very dark and a bit snowy. I'm driving to Orfus Road to pick up my daughter, who is at a place called Rinks with some friends. I get there about 15 minutes before I'm supposed to, so I decide to drive around the block. The area is full of discount stores; I'm curious to see if there are any new ones that might interest me. But on a Sunday night everything in the area, except Rinks, is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive along Orfus to Caledonia, then turn on to Bentworth. A few doors in on Bentworth, I see five cars stopped in the parking lot of some industrial building with their lights on. A few young men are standing among the cars, smoking and talking. The scene is repeated at several more parking lots down the street, with from two to five cars in each lot. All have their lights on, and all either have men sitting in them, or standing nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I presume what I saw was some drug deals in progress. A nicely secluded street where they will be able to do their business undisturbed. It briefly occurs to me to call the police and tell them what I've seen, but I decide that doing so would simply display my innocence. Presumably the drug cops already know. This was so out in the open! But if they know, why let it happen so openly? It would be so easy to block off each end of that block in an industrial area -- the drug guys would be pretty much trapped (or at least their cars would).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also wondering at my reaction. I don't support the current drug laws. I think the criminalization of drug dealing has basically made it a profit centre for criminals. If you legalize drugs and make them readily accessible and affordable, the criminal types have no incentive to deal drugs. No money to be made there -- and no incentive to push the drugs either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that what rattled me about the experience was more the open display of (presumably) criminal behaviour than the actual activity itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113382475663551142?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113382475663551142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113382475663551142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113382475663551142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113382475663551142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/12/seen-yesterday-2.html' title='Seen yesterday #2'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113375215876815754</id><published>2005-12-04T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:09:18.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Australian beer glasses</title><content type='html'>I was intrigued by &lt;a href="http://www.australianbeers.com/pubs/ordering/ordering.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site on the regional names for different sizes (and presumably styles) of beer glasses in Australia. I'd always assumed that the schooner/middie/pony distinction I grew up with in Sydney was standard across the country. I should have known better! (A schooner was the standard size; middies were for teenagers or not-so-thirsty adults; and polite non-beer-drinking-ladies-who-ordered-something-to-keep-you-company would order a pony.) Apparently using that lingo will label you as a Sydneysider in Melbourne. Interesting how they still measure the stuff in ounces. Same here in metric Canada, although here we have only pints (20 ounces, no?) and half-pints. Ordering a half-pint in some Toronto pubs gets you a pint glass filled to within a half inch or so of the top -- a wonderful bargain! Oddly, the beer glasses they sell for home use seem to be 12 ounces. I wondered about that until I realized they hold exactly the contents of your average bottle or can. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm contently sipping a fairly weak gin and tonic from a Creemore Springs (12 ounce) glass as I type this. The glass holds a full can of tonic and just enough gin to give it some flavour. Yummm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113375215876815754?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113375215876815754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113375215876815754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113375215876815754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113375215876815754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/12/australian-beer-glasses.html' title='Australian beer glasses'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113315928571954190</id><published>2005-11-28T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T01:39:37.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JUMP at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Daddy, I can't figure out this math homework."&lt;/em&gt;   Dreaded words. Not because I dread the math (I like math and like trying to teach it to my kids), but rather because I have problems with how it is being taught, and because the textbooks are dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you show me how they subtracted 16 from 34 and got 28? I don't get it." I look where she's pointing. Sure enough, the example in the book is 34 - 16 = 28. (&lt;em&gt;JUMP at Home, Grade 5, &lt;/em&gt;Number Sense 1, page 46, if anyone cares.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We work through the questions on that page together. She turns the page. The example on the next page is 56 - 18 = 18. (That one's on page 47.) I hit the roof. Leah says, "why are they getting all the answers wrong, Daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the page more closely. It is full of tiny copy editing mistakes, and occasional not-so-tiny ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked up "JUMP at Home" on the net, and was floored at what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anansi.ca/titles.cfm?pub_id=247"&gt;http://anansi.ca/titles.cfm?pub_id=247&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anansi is one of the most careful publishers in the country. What in hell is going on? Presumably this is just some sort of distribution deal -- but how can someone like Anansi put their name on the sort of math book where 56 - 18 = 18?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113315928571954190?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113315928571954190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113315928571954190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113315928571954190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113315928571954190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/11/jump-at-home.html' title='JUMP at Home'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113228051374720400</id><published>2005-11-17T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T23:21:48.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fournier and Fiji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7112/983/1024/FijiShilling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7112/983/400/FijiShilling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having fun trying to make sense of these one shilling Fijians. The problem is that Fournier made "very deceptive" forgeries of this stamp. The forgeries are perf 11 or 11 x 11.5, which means the top row here are ok -- they are all other perf combinations. (The Sydney receiver on the first stamp was a big clue to genuineness too.) Row 2 are perf 11 x 11.8; row 3 are perf 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Claghorn has the Fiji Fourniers illustrated &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/claghorn1p/FournierAlbum/063/063.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Serrane describes how to identify them: "the shading lines are not congruent and there is a very large blank space forming a spot". Ummmmmmm. That's a translation from the French. Could anyone provide a translation from the "English"? Does Serrane mean the shading at the base of the bust? There is more white space down there on most of my iffy ones than there is on any of the known genuines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serrane also says that the genuine ones are 27mm high, and the forgeries are 26.75mm high. All ten of mine are just a shade under 27mm high -- but not as little as 26.75mm. So do I conclude they are all genuine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serrane also points out that many Fourniers are postmarked "NOAPOPIPOR 5 MAR 02 FIJI", which is a Madame Joseph postmark. None of mine have that or any other Madame Joseph postmark, though a couple of them (row 2 stamp 2 and row 3 stamp 2) have identical, dubious-looking SUVA cancels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning towards a conclusion that all 10 of mine are genuine, but with no confidence whatever. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For a higher-res scan of my stamps, click &lt;a href="http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/FijiShilling.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later: David Benson looked at the image and thinks they are all genuine, but I'm not convinced. I think I may have figured them out. Look at row 2 stamps 1 and 2 and row 3 stamps 1 and 4. All the stamps except those four have shading that goes right to the base of the neck. Those four stamps have about two fewer shading lines at the bottom of the bust. I think those four are likely Fourniers. I wish Bill Claghorn was around. He always knows the answers to questions like this. But I haven't seen him online for a couple of weeks. Billlllllllll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later still: Mystery solved, I think. From the &lt;a href="http://klaseboe.club.fr/fiji_.htm"&gt;Catalogue Fiji&lt;/a&gt; website: &lt;blockquote&gt;The government of Fiji also made stamps for stamp collectors by applying a cancel to them. The cancels used were a circle with 'SUVA 15 DEC 00' and 'SUVA DE 9 19 01'. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Row 2 stamp 2 and row 3 stamp 2 have the remainder cancel. And row 2 stamp 2 was one of the ones I was sure was a Fournier. It isn't. So the other three that look like it presumably aren't either. So David was right. They're (probably) all genuine. How boring of them! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113228051374720400?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113228051374720400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113228051374720400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113228051374720400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113228051374720400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/11/fournier-and-fiji.html' title='Fournier and Fiji'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-113023654445687313</id><published>2005-10-25T06:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T06:35:44.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning I was driving east on Harbord near Bathurst. A 40ish man in a motorized wheelchair was on the sidewalk on the south side of the street. He turned the wheelchair to face a crosswalk, and then backed it up for some reason -- right into a ditch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowed the car, intending to help him. Before I could act, he hopped off the wheelchair and down into the ditch, lifted the heavy wheelchair out of the ditch (something I wasn't sure I was strong enough to do myself), then walked briskly around it to inspect for damage. Satisfied that the wheelchair was OK, he got back into it and went on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a tad perplexed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-113023654445687313?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/113023654445687313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=113023654445687313' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113023654445687313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/113023654445687313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/10/seen-yesterday.html' title='Seen yesterday'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112985390187527007</id><published>2005-10-20T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T20:18:21.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mil Lel squared circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/MilLel.jpg"&gt;These two postcards from Mil Lel&lt;/a&gt; puzzled me for a few minutes. The postmark is only recorded from 1899 to 1902. But the 1d red perf 12 x 11.5 was issued in February 1904, so these had to be later than that. I couldn't quite make out the date on either cancel until I noticed the odd "1909/1910" notation at the bottom of one card. That was the clue I needed: the cancels are both dated JA 1/10 (January 1, 1910) -- by far the latest recorded date for these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cards are neat -- both show pictures of the main street of Mt Gambier, one looking east and the other looking west, mailed by the same person to the same recipient at the same time. Mil Lel was a satellite post office outside of Mt Gambier. There was a bicycle mail service between the two towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best eBay find in quite a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112985390187527007?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112985390187527007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112985390187527007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112985390187527007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112985390187527007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/10/mil-lel-squared-circles.html' title='Mil Lel squared circles'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112820874551615562</id><published>2005-10-01T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T19:27:35.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don Adams dies at 82</title><content type='html'>Bob Roman had the best, briefest, obit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It would have been nice if he'd made it to 83.&lt;br /&gt;"Missed it by that much."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course, that would have been funnier if it had been 86 rather than 83, but I laughed anyway. Bob also missed it by thaaaat much.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112820874551615562?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112820874551615562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112820874551615562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112820874551615562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112820874551615562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/10/don-adams-dies-at-82.html' title='Don Adams dies at 82'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112577986058336758</id><published>2005-09-03T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T20:19:50.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah yeah</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know I haven't posted anything in almost a month. I'm just back from a vacation in Vancouver and will write something about that in the next day. Or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost a month later&lt;/em&gt;: OK, so I'm never going to get around to writing up my impressions of Vancouver. So be it. I likely would have offended some friends if I'd done so anyway (though they wouldn't have been mentioned because I didn't have time to actually look them up when I was there. Grrrrr.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112577986058336758?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112577986058336758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112577986058336758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112577986058336758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112577986058336758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-yeah.html' title='Yeah yeah'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112349572522175713</id><published>2005-08-08T05:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T06:08:45.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you see something that just....!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/Indian_postcard.jpg"&gt;This postcard&lt;/a&gt; is in Lot 274 of this month's John Talman auction. John really goes out on a limb with his description: "what I would call a racist card featuring Indian squaw used from Gotebo, Okla. Nov 23/1907." The handwritten-looking message on the card is part of the design. G.A. Rismer in Oklahoma in 1907 thought this card was funny. (Gotebo, by the way, was named in honour of a Kiowa Indian man.) I don't really need to say anything about the card, I don't think. It is simply unbelievable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112349572522175713?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112349572522175713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112349572522175713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112349572522175713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112349572522175713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/08/sometimes-you-see-something-that-just.html' title='Sometimes you see something that just....!'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112153209661112225</id><published>2005-07-16T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T12:43:05.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't anyone pay attention to postmarks?</title><content type='html'>The description says &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=5596931438&amp;category=696&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt;Australia VALUABLE Collection+Scott SPECIALTY ALBUM!&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, right. The "1913 1/-" is postmarked 1921 -- six years after the stamp had been replaced. The "1915 9d" is postmarked 1928. The "1915 2/-", supposedly the rarest stamp in the collection, is postmarked 1922 and is the wrong shade. Three of the best stamps in the collection obviously misidentified -- all as much better stamps. Presumably most of the others are misidentified too. I hope this one doesn't find a sucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112153209661112225?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112153209661112225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112153209661112225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112153209661112225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112153209661112225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/07/doesnt-anyone-pay-attention-to.html' title='Doesn&apos;t anyone pay attention to postmarks?'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112152571907073852</id><published>2005-07-16T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:01:15.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things novelists should never write</title><content type='html'>A couple of nights ago, I decided to re-read Angela Carter's &lt;i&gt;The Magic Toyshop,&lt;/i&gt; which I read about 30 years ago and didn't remember at all. I must have liked it somewhat back then, because I'm pretty sure I finished it. But the story, the writing, and my reactions to it left no trace in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My copy has some student's notes scrawled in black ink in the margins, which didn't exactly enhance my reading pleasure. I've never understood why people do that to books. (&lt;i&gt;"It smells of rotten mortality," said Finn.&lt;/i&gt; is underlined, with LEAR scrawled beside it. Grrr. The phrase is "rotten death," and it isn't from Lear. As I read that line, I was reacting to the student's stupidity. And it also made me aware of how Carter clumsily substituted mortality for death, making the phrase feel more abstract -- a tiny example of her tendency to over-write.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reaction to one part of the book struck me. The passage (which is early in the book, on page 17 of the Virago edition) was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The lilac bushes stirred. A small, furry, night animal scuttled across the lawn in front of her and vanished with a scrabbling noise into a pile of grass cuttings; the creature, whatever it was, had no more corporeal substance than wind-blown leaves.&lt;br /&gt;"I never thought the night would be like this,' said Melanie aloud, in a tiny voice.&lt;br /&gt;She shook with ecstasy. Why? How? Beyond herself, she did not know or care. ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was right with the writer, intrigued and enjoying, until I hit "&lt;i&gt;Why? How?&lt;/i&gt;" At that point, Carter lost me utterly, and it took at least another 20 pages for me to get back into the story. I felt I was in an English class, and suddenly the teacher was pulling a snap quiz. Of course, I didn't know the answer to either question, because Carter hasn't provided one. And her next sentence, "&lt;em&gt;she did not know or care&lt;/em&gt;," immediately reflected my own reaction. I didn't know why the character was over-reacting, and the book had abruptly lost me as a reader, so I no longer cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers do that quite often, and I always edit it out. There are variants of the same thing, but they all have one effect: they focus the reader not on the story, but on the reader's reactions to or understanding of the story. "Who could believe such an amazing thing could happen?" (Well I did, until you pointed out that it wasn't believable.) "Fritz could not understand why he had betrayed Ignatz." (Well yes -- now that you point it out, it is true that the character development makes no sense.) "The sun rising over the misty lake looked like a picture postcard." (It's true. All of the settings in this book are terrible cliches.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112152571907073852?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112152571907073852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112152571907073852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112152571907073852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112152571907073852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-things-novelists-should-never.html' title='Some things novelists should never write'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112092052140551187</id><published>2005-07-09T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T01:06:41.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1920 Ross Smith cover</title><content type='html'>Sometimes &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=5596462441"&gt;really amazing things&lt;/a&gt; turn up on eBay. This is probably the best Australian airmail cover I've ever seen. A pristine Vickers Vimy cover from the first Britain to Australia airmail flight, addressed to Ross Smith -- the pilot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really curious to see how well it does on eBay. I'm the current high bidder at $255. That won't last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun anecdote about the Vimy stamp. I was in Paris three years ago. I spotted a small stamp store in a very touristy area near the Louvre. It was run by a very bored middle-aged woman. I asked to see her "Australie." I was flipping through the pathetically mundane offerings when I saw a pristine used Vimy, with the right cancel -- very obviously genuine. I asked the woman how much she wanted for it. She shrugged. She looked at the stamp. She looked at me. She looked at the stamp again. Finally, resignedly, she decided she probably should look it up. So she hauled herself off her stool and took down the appropriate volume of Yvert and Tellier, which unfortunately (unlike most catalogues) lists the stamp. As she found the listing, her eyebrows shot up, and she said, "ooh la la!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C'est vrai?" she asked me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oui, c'est vrai," I responded, pushing my French to its limits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At which she took the envelope with the stamp and put it under the counter. She managed to convey the information that it was no longer for sale, and that she'd be consigning it to an auction. Smart lady. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112092052140551187?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112092052140551187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112092052140551187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112092052140551187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112092052140551187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/07/1920-ross-smith-cover.html' title='1920 Ross Smith cover'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112071058336659609</id><published>2005-07-07T00:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T00:44:31.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Mr Zoghby</title><content type='html'>My 35-year obsession with the music of John Kongos has led me into some weird backwaters. One of the more obscure ones just got a little stranger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago, my standing eBay search for "Kongos" turned up an odd single. It is a mono/stereo promo copy of &lt;A href=http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/Zoghby.jpg&gt;"Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday"&lt;/a&gt; (Cotillion 45-44095) by the wonderfully named Emil Dean Zoghby. The song, written by Kongos, is (according to the record label) "From the Musical 'Catch My Soul' Produced by Jack Good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so here's a webpage on &lt;A href=http://home.online.no/~frodebye/dana_gillespie/lp_catch_my_soul.htm&gt;Catch My Soul&lt;/a&gt;. Jack Good apparently wrote, produced, and directed this 1969 rock musical version of Othello -- and cast himself in the title role too. P.J. Proby played Cassio, P.P. Arnold was Bianca, and Montano was played by ... Emil Dean Zoghby. Among the backup singers is a (presumably very young) Dana Gillespie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note Lol Coxhill lurking among the musicians (credited as David Coxhill). How he must cringe at the memory of this turkey! I notice he doesn't mention this gig on his &lt;A href=http://www.lolcoxhill.com/&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Good's description of the &lt;A href=http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/Catch_my_soul.jpg&gt;soundtrack album&lt;/a&gt;: "This long-long-long playing gramophone record is an all live, unretouched, un-post-dubbed record and this is why it is so bloody awful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But notice two things about that soundtrack album. "Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday," the single from the album -- isn't on the album! Second, John Kongos isn't credited as a songwriter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery deepens a bit with &lt;A href=http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=4744747033&amp;rd=1&amp;sspagename=STRK%3AMEWA%3AIT&amp;rd=1&gt;another weird single&lt;/a&gt; that just turned up on eBay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;EMIL DEAN ZOGHBY 7" "Won't You Join Me" (Kongos/Essex) b/w "Misery Lane" (Dean/Heinz). Rare NZ 7" record 45rpm on Polydor label. Produced by Jack Good. Cat. #2058032. &lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emil has outdone himself with this one. Another totally obscure Kongos song, this time co-written with David Essex. Produced by his old pal Jack Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so who is Emil Dean Zoghby? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the trusty Marmaladeskies website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;'This Is Our Anniversary' and 'Lonely Boy' were recorded by Emil Dean and issued back-to-back on 45. Emil Dean (he also recorded as Emil Dean Zoghby) cut a few other none too interesting singles. The topside, 'This Is Our Anniversary', is in his usual middle-of-the-road vein, and despite an interesting arrangement and good performances, has little or nothing to make it stand out from the interminably crowded ranks of mawkish late-60s balladry. On the other hand, and on the other side, 'Lonely Boy' is thankfully rather fine. Despite a vaguely MOR structure and un-hip vibe (think: some of the tracks on the first Blossom Toes album), it is introed and decorated with hypnotic organ, and includes cornet, some breathy harmonies, and cool jazzy tempo changes. It has, in all its lushness, style and decidedly un-manly tone very much of a Nirvana feel about it, particularly of their more over-produced and less beaty songs. Change the vocalist (although Emil is not a thousand miles away from Patrick) and pop this excellent slice of baroque chamber pop on 'All Of Us' and no-one could ever think it out of place. The final instro fade is most especially nice: the strings move up front, the Hammond shimmers and whirs, the drums break into loud rolls... It may be a softy (certainly not a rocker), and like much Nirvana material will be over-eagerly dismissed by some as "too saccharine for many psychsters' tastes"; but with its fey lyrics and camp aura, 'Lonely Boy' is much deserving of at least a nod of approval from the foppiest admirers of UK pansy pop. &lt;br /&gt;EMIL DEAN - 'This Is Our Anniversary' / 'Lonely Boy' (Island WIP 6033) 1968. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, from a website on Rhodesian musicians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;HENNIE BEKKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentalist&lt;br /&gt;Bio details:  Born in Rhodesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical Career &lt;br /&gt;Hennie became a professional musician in 1953 and played in a group in 1961 which also included Johnny Fourie on guitar and Johnny Boshoff on bass. Throughout the 60's and 70's Hennie was highly respected throughout southern Africa as being one of the region's best jazz-rock exponents. &lt;snip&gt; He also worked extensively in London as musical director of the Duchess Theatre (West End) and played the keyboards for stage productions such as Isabel's A Jezebel and wrote scores for films, including 'Tigers Don't Cry'. He produced records with Emil Dean Zoghby on Magna Carta's "Prisoner On The Line" album (1979). Hennie also worked with Johnny Kongos and ran a recording studio in Johannesburg before moving to Canada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm not going to track Emil through Magna Carta tonight -- there lies a deep murky swamp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist quoting this, from a web discussion of PJ Proby, especially for the amusement of the Shakespeare fan who often reads this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;Next time I hoped to hear [Proby] singing, was in London (the 23d of July) 1971. He was  going to act in Jack Good's play "Catch My Soul-The Rock Othello". Unlucky, the character Cassio was that evening played by Emil Dean Zoghby instead of P.J.Proby. [Proby was a] man of remarkable consistency; success hasn't changed him much. The greatest Cassio in living memory.&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is he now? From today's Johannesburg Sunday Times (yes, a Thursday Sunday Times. Those wild and crazy South Africans playing silly newpaper-name games!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;"I nearly wet myself when I heard you were coming." - Emil Zoghby, a music producer from Johannesburg taking "a sabbatical" in the usually quiet Karoo town of Steynsburg. &lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the biz, now living in Jo'burg. I wonder if he recorded any other Kongos obscurities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112071058336659609?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112071058336659609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112071058336659609' title='94 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112071058336659609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112071058336659609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/07/looking-for-mr-zoghby.html' title='Looking for Mr Zoghby'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>94</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112014035867378979</id><published>2005-06-30T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:08:41.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Libraries as repositories</title><content type='html'>There's an interesting issue raised in a press release called &lt;a href="http://www.free-press-release.com/news/200506/1120044624.html"&gt;British Library predicts a switch to digital publishing is imminent&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our aim at the British Library is to develop the infrastructure to store, manage, preserve and provide access to digital material in the same way as we do for the ‘physical’ national collection that we and our predecessors have stewarded for the last 250 years. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our national libraries are no longer the repositories for everything that is copyrighted. As publishing becomes increasingly digital, the libraries become increasingly irrelevant. Do we actually need libraries to become "digital legal deposits"? I'd argue that existing systems for archiving web content already serve the purpose sufficiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, do we need national libraries at all once their existing collections have been totally digitized? What possible purpose could they serve? Rather than becoming redundant digital legal repositories, I think that they should be engaging in the first steps of a planned, orderly shut-down. Rather than forcing new technology into old structures, we should be rethinking -- and in many cases discarding -- the old structures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not arguing against libraries. I think local libraries and school and university libraries serve essential educational functions. But I do think the era when we needed libraries to serve as repositories of record is very nearly over, and that we should be planning for their replacement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112014035867378979?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112014035867378979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112014035867378979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112014035867378979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112014035867378979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/06/libraries-as-repositories.html' title='Libraries as repositories'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-112003951215017988</id><published>2005-06-29T06:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:15:40.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Althea Rhooms</title><content type='html'>Virtually every day, the kids bring home at least one printed announcement from school, and I have to admit I often don't pay much attention to them. Yesterday there were two from Seth's school. One was an announcement of "important dates" in the next school year: the barbeque in the fall and other essential events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one has left me shaken and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Parent/Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with deep sadness and regret that we inform you of the sudden death of Ms Althea Rhooms, past principal of Humewood Community School. We want to advise you of this sad event in case your son or daughter wishes to talk with you tonight about his/her feelings and thoughts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth didn't seem to want to talk about it. I don't think he understands what "the sudden death of Ms Althea Rhooms" really means. I'm definitely feeling a need to talk about it. It's about 5:30 in the morning as I write this. I'm upset enough that I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althea was someone I probably wouldn't have had much time for in another context: she usually dressed very formally, was deeply religious, and was strict almost to the point of caricature. She also cared very deeply about the kids in her charge, and spent an incredible amount of time and energy making sure her school was the right place for my often-difficult son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my childhood, the principal's office was somewhere I avoided rather energetically. In Seth's life, Althea's office seemed to be a place where he felt totally comfortable (as well he might -- he spent far too much time there), a place he went immediately and instinctively if he needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my many meetings with her particularly stands out in my memory. I won't go into the details of the unlikely sequence of Seth's misdeeds that had caused &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; to be hauled before the principal -- they were like something you'd see in a sitcom or one of the Captain Underpants books. I remember sitting in the school office, waiting for the meeting, feeling 10 years old all over again, thinking how unfair it was that I'd been hauled before the principal for someone else's misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started the meeting talking with Seth, making sure he understood how badly he'd misbehaved, but being sure to find out why he did it. I remember him sitting in his chair, abjectly looking like he was trying to disappear as she spoke -- then hopping up and hugging her when she was finished. Then she and I talked, for well over an hour, about my son and his needs, and how best the school and my family could work together to make things work better. I left the meeting knowing that in Althea I had a friend and ally -- and quite an impressive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first met Althea, I remember thinking (grossly unfairly) "great -- the school's new principal is a young black woman. I wonder what quota system got this job for her?" It took only a few seconds of seeing how effective she was to establish that she'd won her promotion completely on merit. I was really disappointed when she transferred to another school last year. (Yes, the new principal is equally wonderful. But still...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A tragic-events team from our school board was brought into the school to assist students and teachers in dealing with this tragic news, students were counseled to talk with one another, with their teachers, or the special support team members.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have real problems with this whole approach to grief, but I'm not going to spoil this with a rant. Another time perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When we have further information regarding funeral arrangement, it will be made available. Should you have questions or need our assistance in helping your child in handling this sad news, please call the school.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one having trouble handling "this sad news." I wonder what happened to poor Althea. I hope her end was painless. I'll miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this morning's &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com/NASApp/cs/ContentServer?pagename=thestar/Layout/Article_Type1&amp;c=Article&amp;amp;amp;amp;cid=1119995414083&amp;call_pageid=968350130169&amp;amp;col=969483202845&amp;DPL=IvsNDS%2f7ChAX&amp;amp;tacodalogin=yes"&gt;Star&lt;/a&gt; had an obituary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"She could be strict in some ways, but there was always love for the students and lots of hugs," said Mike Timotheou, father of one of her students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhooms, who loved the outdoors, rowed Saturday in the Toronto International Dragon Boat Race Festival, competing on the Toronto District School Board team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, she participated in a practice dive at Stoney Lake near Peterborough with her scuba diving club. She had been diving almost weekly for a year, friends and family said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Sunday, she began having breathing problems under water and never made it up. She was 43. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-112003951215017988?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/112003951215017988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=112003951215017988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112003951215017988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/112003951215017988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/06/althea-rhooms.html' title='Althea Rhooms'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111937015835282032</id><published>2005-06-21T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:00:46.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Knob</title><content type='html'>There are three good things I don't need in &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;category=3469&amp;amp;item=5591948853&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt; this eBay lot&lt;/a&gt;. The first stamp has a Moonta Mines skeleton cancel. Not really rare -- the miners wrote home a lot, I guess -- but nice to find. Row 2 stamp 1 is an Iron Knob squared circle, which &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; really hard to find. (I will not make jokes about the town's name. I will not make jokes about the town's name. I will not make jokes about the town's name.) And the strip of three officials postmarked in Melbourne is just plain weird. I wish they'd been left on the cover so we could see how that happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111937015835282032?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111937015835282032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111937015835282032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111937015835282032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111937015835282032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/06/iron-knob.html' title='Iron Knob'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111933180388407533</id><published>2005-06-21T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T01:44:24.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Liars</title><content type='html'>This is in response to something on &lt;a href=http://www.crazyindustry.blogspot.com/&gt; This Crazy Industry&lt;/a&gt;. Read the "A Flotsam's-Eye View" posting, then the comments to it. Rather than respond at length there to the first comment, I thought it more courteous to post a link there and the reply here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;It's not like past years when (say) Reagan or Bush Sr. were in office, when their policies might be wrongheaded but at least you knew they wouldn't be in office forever. Since before the first inaugural, Bush &amp; Co. have been acting like they don't expect that they and their buddies will ever go out of power. They're going after long-term control, and they're going after it in a coordinated fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be difficult to find a political party in power -- or a major party trying to get into power -- that &lt;i&gt;hasn't&lt;/i&gt; functioned that way. Politicians in power try to hold onto that power or pass it onto chosen successors. They try to alter both the political landscape and the rules of the game to make it more likely for their power to continue. That is, they go after long-term control. When they do so successfully, that control can last for generations. (Check out the histories of the Canadian and Australian Liberal parties to see how successfully it can be done.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;Ballot tampering has been a major multi-year project. Another project has been putting heavy pressure on established lobbying concerns, threatening them with zero cooperation -- which is death to lobbyists -- if they don't get rid of or refuse to hire lobbyists who aren't right-wingers. That'll be a lasting change. And right now they're threatening to do away with the Senate filibuster -- a very startling change -- so that it can't be used to hold up the appointments of a raft of scarily evil-minded ideologue judges.&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballot tampering has a long, disreputable history, and it follows a pretty familiar pattern. (Yes, the "good guys" have been known to do it too. Think Boston and Chicago.) To make the discussion unpartisan, think of two parties, the Ins (the party currently in the ascendency) and the Outs (the party that has recently tended to lose). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ins tend to use their power to maintain their hold on power. They manipulate electoral boundaries -- for example, see how the electoral boundaries in Canada follow seemingly illogical paths, ignoring natual neighbourhoods. The boundaries are designed solely to maximize the number of seats won by the Liberal Party. The Ins also manipulate the voting process. Pay attention to where people have to join long lines to vote, and where they walk right up with no lines. Voters in the Out areas line up. Voters in In neighbourhoods don't have to. And in some cases the Ins manipulate the vote-counting process. That's been measured in simple ways. For example, more votes tend to get rejected by officials in In-controlled areas than in Out-controlled areas. The vote tampering in recent US elections is vile but it is hardly unprecedented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, politicians tend to hire their own, and tend to not co-operate with the other guys. The whole point is lasting change -- making sure the Outs stay out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;Go google up "astroturf" plus "social security" or "tort reform" to see how long they've been going after some of their pet issues, how much big-money backing they've had, and how comprehensively they've been lying to their Joe Average supporters.&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. The Republicans been really focussed and really organized. The Democrats have been neither, and it has hurt them. The Republicans have been better at staying focussed on a smallish number of manageable issues, ones that will make a long-term difference. They've lined up lots of support and money for those issues. And yes, they've lied to their supporters. Republicans lie. It is part of the political landscape. In Canada and Australia, Liberals lie. (In Canada, the Conservatives lied too, during their brief ascendency.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Republicans have been more organized at identifying their supporters, giving them reasons to vote, and making sure they get out and vote. The Democrats' relative disorganization hurt them in 2004. A couple of my political hack friends from Canada went down to help the Democrats in 2004, and came back complaining that the Dems weren't sure who their voters were, and were ineffectual at getting them out to vote. The Republican organization was like a Ferrari compared to Democrats' Ford Pinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Democrats need to get down to basics: identifying their voters; knowing what will motivate them to get out and vote, and making sure every one of them does so; and getting control of every possible elected local position, both to start to get some control of local voting offices, but more importantly to start the careers of the next generation of politicians. Way too many local governments are in Republican hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That takes money. The Democrats have been catching up to the Republicans in fundraising, but they still have far to go. &lt;A href=http://www.opensecrets.org/parties/index.asp?type=R&amp;cycle=2004&gt;The Center for Responsive Government site&lt;/a&gt; has lots of info on fundraising, and if you compare 2000, 2002 and 2004, you can see the Democrats catching up. But they are still quite a way behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Democrats are also missing the boat on another fundamental level of politics. Most people vote not on real issues but on symbolic ones. And the Republicans have been defining the symbols of US politics for a generation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get the Democrats en masse to read the works of &lt;A href=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/search-handle-url/index=books&amp;field-author-exact=Murray%20J%20Edelman/102-2319550-2394556&gt;Murray J. Edelman&lt;/a&gt;. Edelman showed how politicians manipulate symbols to get voters onside. In another series of papers, he showed how they use vocabulary to manipulate the political landscape. (Iraqi "insurgents," anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Democrats have powerful ammunition against this Republican regime. They need to focus their approach -- get the public using their vocabulary, not the Republicans' vocabulary, and get them thinking in terms of symbols the Democrats define, not the ones the Republicans have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, the Democrats are thinking like losers, looking like losers, and for the most part losing. Yes, Bernie Sanders' speech at BookExpo was brilliant. I was moved and motivated by it, and was on my feet applauding as soon as he was done. But think about his message: we need to rally all of our forces to be able to perhaps change one part of the Patriot Act? All that is in our power, if we try as hard as we can, is to change one part of one bill? And the Republicans are so powerful that they will get the rest of it through -- and they'll probably steal away our victory even if we do get that one part changed? What does that say about the power balance in Washington? Republicans = all-powerful; Democrats = pathetic (if well-motivated) wimps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Franken hit a different nerve with his schtick on liars -- and I think that's one place where the Republicans are vulnerable. Bush came to power determined to find a reason, any reason, to go after Saddam Hussein. Rather than focussing on making sure 9-11 never happened again, he lied to the American people and went after Saddam rather than after the perpetrators. Bush used 9-11 as an excuse to even an old score. Isn't that pretty fundamentally betraying the people who died that day? How hard can it be to get that message across to the American people? And how rarely has it actually been presented to them that baldly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the target, from here in, can't be Bush. He's a lame duck. The criticism has to be focussed on those around him as a group, to discredit them all. It won't be Bush running for president next time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;Basically, these guys don't believe in democracy or the Constitution. I'm not sure they even believe in the social contract. I keep telling my friends who live outside the States that what's happening is nothing they've seen before. I'm telling you the same thing now.&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yes, of course. But we've seen it before. I've lived through it before. Think Richard Nixon -- who was brought down, in the end, by his lies. That's the way to bring these guys down too. But you can only do so by being fanatically, dogmatically focussed. Al Franken is showing us their vulnerable spot, but he's going off like a catherine wheel, spraying accusations at too many targets -- and mostly at other journalists. That won't work; it never does. The attack has to be focussed, in terms of who is being attacked and in terms of concentrating on a small number of especially vulnerable points.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111933180388407533?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111933180388407533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111933180388407533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111933180388407533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111933180388407533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/06/liars.html' title='Liars'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111802371522516308</id><published>2005-06-05T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:12:47.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This eBay lot might be fun to watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;category=3469&amp;amp;item=5587358756&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt;Can you spot why this one caught my eye?&lt;/a&gt; Hint: Status International Auction #206 (24 October 2002) had something just like it, estimated at $80-$120. The lot # was 3221. I'm not going to be bidding on this eBay lot (unless it stays at the current low level). I already have a nicer copy of the rarity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111802371522516308?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111802371522516308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111802371522516308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111802371522516308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111802371522516308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-ebay-lot-might-be-fun-to-watch.html' title='This eBay lot might be fun to watch'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111557749633820251</id><published>2005-05-08T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T14:38:16.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honda transmissions, Macs, and cameras</title><content type='html'>I was driving down the Allen yesterday and noticed that my car seemed to be struggling. I glanced down at the gearstick and sure enough the car was in 3rd, not 4th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I drive an automatic is that in normal driving conditions I never ever ever want to have to focus on what gear the car is in. I have better things to do with my limited brainpower than to focus on a variable that can be handled far better by a properly designed gearbox. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why was the car in 3rd? My car is a Honda Accord. It is a wonderful car in most ways. Sometime next week it will (likely) have survived 200,000 kilometres of my often-abusive driving, something no car before it has managed to do. (The previous record-holder was a Subaru, which made it to 171,000.) But among the features of the car that drive me the craziest is that the gearstick is gated so that when you slide the stick down, it stops at 3rd, not 4th. It also stops at 2nd, and of course at 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So several times a week, I slide the shift down and end up in 3rd instead of 4th, and don't notice until the car starts to misbehave. This makes me crazy -- what's the point of an automatic transmission if you end up having to think of what gear to put it in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was simply going to rant about the bone-headedness of gating a transmission so that it ends up in the least-often-used gear, then realized there's a bigger issue. Why do I have to use the gating that someone at Honda decided would work best for all drivers everywhere? Why on earth can't I pick where the transmission gates go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I also don't like the gate at 2nd gear. When you are using 1st and 2nd, you are likely driving down a steep gravel slope or in deep snow, or in some circumstances where you want to be able to get between 1st and 2nd as easily as possible. That gate at 2nd makes emergency shift-downs on gravel or snow harder to do. What were they thinking?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like things that I can easily customize to meet my preferences and needs. And I'm lazy -- once it is set up the way I like it, I want to use it without thinking about it. Hence the strong preference for cars with automatic transmissions. In most circumstance, I don't want to think about what gear the car is in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why Mac computers have driven me crazy right from their earliest days. I've never liked their standard setup at all, and they have never provided an easy way to customize them -- and for this rigid inflexibility you get to pay extra. Similarly, my only experience with an automatic camera was a disaster. I didn't like some details of the automatic settings, and drove myself crazy trying to change them. They'd change for one photo, then revert back to the factory presets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may seem contradictory, but it isn't really. I want things set up the way I like them, so I can forget about the settings and use them. So I want things where many of the operations are automatic, but where those automatic settings are completely customizable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111557749633820251?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111557749633820251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111557749633820251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111557749633820251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111557749633820251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/05/honda-transmissions-macs-and-cameras.html' title='Honda transmissions, Macs, and cameras'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111496955469359873</id><published>2005-05-01T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T13:40:08.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupert Hine</title><content type='html'>I have various automated searches set up on eBay. Most days I get a little flurry of emails with the results of those searches. And quite predictably, the most useless of those searches is the one for recordings by Rupert Hine: it turns up a handful of wonderful but achingly common albums from the late 70s and early 80s, plus his work with the likes of Tina Turner and the Fixx. It was useless until earlier this week, that is, when finally a copy of &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;category=25602&amp;amp;item=4724702550&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt;"Rupert and David" singing Sound of Silence&lt;/a&gt; turned up. I've known about this recording for years, but never seen a copy for sale before. David is David MacIver, who recorded with Rupert in the 70s, too. This single was their only official recording in the 60s. There was an earlier unreleased album, "Songs by Rupert Hine and David MacIvor" -- apparently there are EMI acetate copies of it around. Neither of the songs on the single are on the acetate. According to &lt;A href="http://ruperthine.com"&gt;Rupert's website&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In the early sixties, Rupert and David used to perform in pubs and clubs where the then relatively unknown Paul Simon would also play. &lt;br /&gt;Both versions of 'The Sound Of Silence' were released in England at the same time. Neither of them sold more than 2,000 copies (Simon only later became famous with this song thanks to Dylan's producer Bob Johnstone who added electric guitars, bass and drums to the track).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guitarist on the single is Jimmy Page. What didn't he play on in the mid-60s?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More interesting is &lt;A href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;category=306&amp;item=4724563514&amp;rd=1"&gt;With One Look,&lt;/a&gt; which I've never seen on a discography. Digging around on the website, I found it in a section called Other Projects|Collectors Gallery. That's it -- no details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another oddity is that his early-70s "Sail on My Boat" album, which I believe I saw once, is not on his discography. Given that his website seems to record even pretty obscure sessions gigs, I'm beginning to wonder if I was hallucinating that one time I thought I saw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111496955469359873?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111496955469359873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111496955469359873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111496955469359873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111496955469359873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/05/rupert-hine.html' title='Rupert Hine'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111492240178019719</id><published>2005-05-01T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:16:22.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randy Scouse Git</title><content type='html'>I was driving the kids somewhere or other this afternoon, and had a Rhino anthology of Monkees music playing. Track 11 came on. I was kind of enjoying it, trying to remember what the song is called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like that, Daddy. What's it called?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check the CD case. "Randy Scouse Git."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; mean, Daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I'm an editor. I'm supposed to know what words mean. I admitted I didn't know. The song's lyrics give no clues at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, late at night. The question is still bugging me. So I google it and find &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~colli/headquarters/randy.html"&gt;The Monkees Music Vault,&lt;/a&gt; which has a sort of vague answer, as well as the lyrics to the song. Some more digging gave more details. Randy of course means horny. A Scouse is someone from Liverpool. And a git, in 1960s slang, is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be able to get the song out of my head for a week or so. The damned thing is catchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111492240178019719?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111492240178019719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111492240178019719' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111492240178019719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111492240178019719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/05/randy-scouse-git.html' title='Randy Scouse Git'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111489779989065658</id><published>2005-04-30T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:13:20.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Switching Textbooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://switchtextbooks.com/index.aspx"&gt;SwitchTextbooks.com&lt;/a&gt; is a service that allows college students to trade textbooks. The goal is to save money -- the founders see the textbook manufacturers and bookstores as ripping students off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they have a case? Maybe. Textbook publishing is supposedly still the most profitable part of the book biz. Many textbook updates seem to be designed to make it difficult for students to get by with used books. And the books are definitely expensive, sometimes obscenely so. There are various reasons for that. Students are a captive market, so there is no pressure to bring prices down. The books are very expensive to develop, and that cost is reflected in the prices. Part of the reason for the high development cost is that profs are now used to getting a whole batch of fancy add-ins: teachers' manuals, workbooks, test bank, website, and so on. (We're trying to land a contract to edit just the teacher's manual of a science textbook. The editing of just that one ancillary volume will cost the publisher about $1,200 per chapter, whether we get the contract or not. That's for the teacher's manual, not the textbook. Editing the textbook will cost many multiples of that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will switchtextbooks work? Perhaps. The publishers are getting pretty good at keeping the life of each textbook really short, so each book has only a few years as a sellable used title. They are careful to make sure that previous editions are pretty much unusable. But for books that are still in use, it makes perfect sense for students to look for a used copy. For the most part, people who want used books are finding them already, through private sales and through bookstores. If there are going to be any real losers in this, it will be the used bookstores. But my guess is that most students who want used books are finding them already. I'm not convinced that this sort of thing is likely to have much impact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111489779989065658?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111489779989065658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111489779989065658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111489779989065658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111489779989065658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/switching-textbooks.html' title='Switching Textbooks'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111487773292556855</id><published>2005-04-30T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T14:18:32.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two types of Hindmarsh Island squared circle</title><content type='html'>I was playing with squared circles a few nights ago, and noticed &lt;A href="http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/HindmarshIsland.jpg"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. The postmark on the green block is the "normal" 26.5 mm Hindmarsh Island squared circle, shown here for reference. The one on the orange stamp is the interesting one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walker shows the HI post office as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened 1857&lt;br /&gt;closed 31/12/1860&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-opened 1/7/1897&lt;br /&gt;closed 31/12/1899&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reopened 22/4/1901&lt;br /&gt;closed 29/11/1930&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overton shows the squared circle as known 1905-1913 and rated XXX. Later research has extended the dates to 1901-1925, and it probably isn't quite as rare as XXX indicates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The postmark on the orange stamp initially caught my attention because of the 1899 date -- it predates the 1899 closing. Then I noticed that the R in HINDMARSH was a different shape -- and so are most of the other letters. And there is enough of the postmark showing to be sure that it is a squared circle. The clinching detail is the size: 23.5 mm versus 26.5 mm. So, updating Overton:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindmarsh Island&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Type 1       XXXX      1899            23.5 mm&lt;br /&gt;    Type 2        XX       1901-1925       26.5 mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 1 resembles the postmarks that were issued in 1894-95, and I'm sure earlier strikes will turn up. I'm betting Type 2 was used for the duration of the 1901-1930 era of the office, and that there are later ones to be found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111487773292556855?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111487773292556855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111487773292556855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111487773292556855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111487773292556855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/two-types-of-hindmarsh-island-squared.html' title='Two types of Hindmarsh Island squared circle'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111486952119936943</id><published>2005-04-30T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T11:02:40.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Publishing on the cheap?</title><content type='html'>The Guardian reports:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out on a wing with 'Ryanair-style' publishing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan aimed at promoting new authors attracts controversy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charlotte Higgins, arts correspondent&lt;br /&gt;Saturday April 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;The Guardian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One writer is calling Macmillan's scheme a "scam"; another thinks it is "atrocious and wrong". Hari Kunzru, author of The Impressionist, has described the initiative, in which writers receive no advance and may have to bear editing costs, as "the Ryanair of publishing; it's like having to pay for your own uniforms". Natasha Fairweather, an agent, calls it "an exercise in futility". Macmillan, by contrast, describes its newly launched New Writing fiction list as offering a lifeline to thousands of writers who struggle to get their work seen by an agent, let alone an editor. According to Michael Barnard, Macmillan executive director, it is a way of giving "a voice to talented new authors". &lt;br /&gt;(snip)&lt;br /&gt;If it decides to accept a novel for the list, terms are unnegotiable; no advance will be paid, though writers will receive 20% of royalties from sales. Macmillan will copy edit books, but if manuscripts need more detailed work, it will suggest that writers employ freelance editors. According to notes sent to authors, such editors "will charge realistic fees and this will not in itself guarantee publication". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is about Macmillan finding new authors," Barnard said. "Like a lot of mainstream publishers we haven't in recent years been accepting unsolicited manuscripts, but only ones sent through agents. And we are not discovering as many authors as we need. &lt;br /&gt;(snip)&lt;br /&gt;Since the project was given the green light in February, Macmillan has been receiving 200 manuscripts a month. In April next year six novels will be published; subsequently one or two a month will come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But writers and editors are concerned about the fairness of the deal for authors, particularly since the standard contract means Macmillan will acquire all rights (such as overseas publishing deals) to the work, and, if it wishes, can publish a second book under the same terms as the first. &lt;br /&gt;(big snip)&lt;br /&gt;According to Barnard: "We won't be spending as much on marketing and promotion as on novels that have had big advances; but we believe we can find new ways of promoting and selling these books." He said the books would appear in the main Pan Macmillan catalogue and would be "very posh books" with ribbon markers, sold at £15. He expected them to become "collectors' items". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Fairweather called the list a "scattergun approach to publishing", and Foden likened it to "putting a bet on every horse in the race - but without paying for any of the bets". &lt;br /&gt;(snip))&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Byng, who runs Canongate Books, said: "Anyone who is ambitious for their book won't go down this route. But then you don't have to do it. The deal is fine, it's OK. If you'd spent years and years working on your novel and no agent will look at it you'd be bloody grateful for this. Good luck to them." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with Macmillan on this -- I think it is potentially a great opportunity for writers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on potential deals for several of my books. One, &lt;i&gt;A Book of One's Own&lt;/i&gt;, has been out of print for a while. I've updated it (which didn't really take very long) and want someone to get the thing out to market again. Advances are always nice, but I don't need an advance for the book. I would be really happy to have someone just get it back into print. The deal I'm discussing with a publisher is pretty much the same as the Macmillan one (though we're talking about a 10% royalty, not 20% -- if that is 20% of the retail rather than wholesale price, it is a really high royalty rate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the other books is a totally different story. (I can't tell you what the book is -- sorry!) The publisher has come up with the idea for the book, and I'm interested in writing it for them. We agree that it will take about two years to write. For that one, I need a decent advance to give me some income during the two years I'll be working on the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a writer who had already finished a novel and was having trouble getting anyone to publish it, I'd be really happy to talk to Macmillan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111486952119936943?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111486952119936943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111486952119936943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111486952119936943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111486952119936943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/publishing-on-cheap.html' title='Publishing on the cheap?'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111257573993451214</id><published>2005-04-03T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:48:59.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, someone's optimistic about the future of book publishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thehindubusinessline.com/ew/2005/04/04/stories/2005040400040100.htm"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is an interesting view of publishing outsourcing from an Indian perspective. While some of us in North America are wondering if book publishing as we know it can survive in any recognizable form at all, these Indian outsourcees see all optimism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ranjit Singh expects another booming year for the publishing industry. 'We expect to grow by at least 25-30 per cent this year,' he says. Worldwide, the publishing outsourcing market is expected to grow to about $4.5 billion by early 2007 from the current $2.6 billion." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if that includes work that is outsourced to North American suppliers -- like my company. If so, that's really good news for me. I'm not holding my breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first exposure to a book that had been outsourced to India last year. It was a textbook from a major Canadian publisher. The Indian supplier had done terrific work on it. The proofs were far cleaner than we are used to seeing. Sure, there were some typos and non-idiomatic word usages. Nobody's perfect. These guys were pretty impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I worried? Not really, or, more accurately, not by this.  Most of my company's book publishing work these days consists of books we have initiated. Those projects aren't going to be outsourced to anyone else. And only a small percentage of our work comes from book publishers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I be worried if I owned one of the big book design and layout companies in Canada or the US? You bet I would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I owned one of those companies in India, how optimistic would I be? Not as optimistic the people interviewed are. I can see problems for every sector of the book biz. Trade publishing seems to have lost the ability to produce mid-list books, which should be one of the most profitable parts of the business. Textbook publishers are more and more often hitting price resistance. Most reference books are dead in the water. Academic publishing in many ways makes more sense as an Internet activity. The Internet, of course, has changed things for everyone, and will continue to do so. We simply haven't seen how, yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that the most profitable outsourcing work will be in content provision, rather than editing, design, layout, printing and distribution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111257573993451214?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111257573993451214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111257573993451214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111257573993451214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111257573993451214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-someones-optimistic-about-future.html' title='Well, someone&apos;s optimistic about the future of book publishing'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111255595204358548</id><published>2005-04-03T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:24:58.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>South Australia 3d red surcharges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;category=3469&amp;amp;item=5570701265&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt;This just appeared on eBay&lt;/a&gt;, and got me thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing with these red overprints, and was trying to figure out just what this one was. (It is SG 91, red on dull ultramarine, perf 10. Boring.) The postmark is Farrell Flat, but from the days when it was called Farrell's Flat (they called it that from 1870-1940). Then I noticed the spelling: "Farrels"! The stamp is from 1870, so this is presumably the first postmark that office was issued. Martin Walker doesn't note the spelling variation in &lt;i&gt;The Post, Telegraph and Telephone Offices of South Australia and the Northern Territory&lt;/i&gt;. Do I bother dropping $50 for a stamp I don't want to get that postmark? Nah -- I'll just save the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 3d carmine overprint is not as simple as it is supposed to be. Gibbons lists it in just one variety, the perf 10 dull ultramarine, SG 91. So do the various other catalogues, including the Aussie Specialized and Scott. And likewise my usually trusty 1894 Napier and Smith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so &lt;a href="http://www.colcomm.ca/Greg/blog/SAreds.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are some reds from my collection. The first one in the second row is the only true SG 91. The one beside it is the right shade but perf 10x10x10x11.5. The reprint is in there for entertainment value only. The one on piece is obviously on the wrong printing of the base stamp -- it is the later ultramarine shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a ratty Postilion reprint of something called &lt;i&gt;The Postage Stamps of South Australia&lt;/i&gt;, which was apparently published in the 1940s by the Philatelic Society of South Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a reference list of the stamps of South Australia, and lists the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. Perf 10 on dull ultramarine (this is SG 91)&lt;br /&gt;137. Perf 10 on pale ultramarine (this is the guy I have on piece, though we could debate the "pale")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then goes on to list various compound perfs. It does list the 10x10x10x11.5 compound, but only shows two shades of the 6d found with this perf. The mirror-image 10x11.5x10x10 compound is recorded for the 1d and 1/- stamps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the second stamp in row 2 here may be a new discovery? Does anyone know of more recent research on these?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111255595204358548?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111255595204358548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111255595204358548' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111255595204358548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111255595204358548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/south-australia-3d-red-surcharges.html' title='South Australia 3d red surcharges'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11899842.post-111255416308018365</id><published>2005-04-03T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:49:23.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so welcome and all that</title><content type='html'>I've been toying for a while with several ideas for a blog, or something blogesque. My problem always seems to come down to focus. I flit from ideas and observations on publishing to stamp research to music stuff to political rants and so on and so on. I've decided, for now, to just keep it all in one place. So most of the people I tell about this blog are only going to be interested in a part of what's here. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main focus, I think, will be book publishing, hence the name of the blog. I'm not sure whether publishing is in terminal decline or is just going through yet another transformation. I guess we'll watch and see. As often is the case, a bit from a Roy Harper song catches my current feeling about publishing perfectly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The pumpkin coach and the rags approach&lt;br /&gt;and the wind is devouring the ashes&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this blog will end up writing more about Harper or about books?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11899842-111255416308018365?l=greglifesentence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/feeds/111255416308018365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11899842&amp;postID=111255416308018365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111255416308018365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11899842/posts/default/111255416308018365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greglifesentence.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-so-welcome-and-all-that.html' title='OK, so welcome and all that'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17136880507394183173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
