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<title>X_Zachary_Wright</title>
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<title>Police Blotter</title>
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<description>At 11:45 am on February 5, a Manhattan Beach woman looking for her cat in the trees on the north side of Grandview Elementary School found a small metal box hidden under some vegetation.  After opening the box, she determined it contained marijuana and promptly contacted the police department.  A police officer arrived, and she led the officer to the box.   The police officer inspected the contents of the box and found a small plastic toy gun, rolling papers, and several commercially produced teabags that were labeled "green tea."  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Both the officer and the woman's husband (who mentioned to the officer that he grew up around hippies and consequently knew the smell of marijuana quite well),  smelled the contents of the box and determined it contained no marijuana.  The woman had never smelled marijuana before but given the clandestine location of the metal box, she had assumed it contained marijuana when she opened it.  The officer took the box with him and speculated that kids in the neighborhood had heard that you could "get high" by smoking green tea.  The officer admirably restrained himself from laughing at the situation (at least until after he left the scene), genuinely thanked the woman for her concern about keeping the neighborhood safe, and assured the woman and her husband that this incident would not be showing up in the real police blotter.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 6 Feb 12 16:49:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Social Network </title>
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<description>I had two thoughts about a well known social network.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the one hand, I have recently better understood one part of the addictive nature...I think most of us have a little bit of Pavlov's Dog in us...post something interesting and your friends click "like" or write a few nice words...an electronic pat on the head.    And it feels good and you want to keep coming back for more.  Of course there are lots of other reasons for being on a social network.  I find it interesting to see what old friends are up to, and several people I am connected to post interesting links on a regular basis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the other hand, could it be a giant conspiracy and the numbers are massively inflated?  Well, no, I actually think the chances of that are about 1 in 850 million, so this NOT a theory of fraud; it's more of an idea for a movie plot. ("Social Network Part II"?)  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It goes back to a day in 1995 when as a young banker,I was asked to go to an FBI-sponsored fraud detection seminar that was headlined by a fresh-out-of federal prison but "100% redeemed and cured" Barry Minkow, of ZZZZ Best Carpet fame. (Who has recently been back in the news for...you guessed it...fraud.)  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Incredibly, as a very young man, Minkow had totally bamboozled a big accounting firm and Wall Street as his company went public, only to collapse in scandal; Minkow went to jail because he was a fraud.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One example of the festival of deception at ZZZZ Best was that the company reported one year that it did more insurance restoration work (e.g., a carpet in an office building gets replaced after a sprinkler system goes off accidentally) than was done in the entire US that year.  In hindsight, this was obvious but his auditors and Wall Street completely missed it.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Minkow was a brilliant con man and he did things like creating fake invoices and fake bank statements...and even took auditors to fake job sites.  In the seminar, Minkow got into a lot of detail about how he did it and what we need to watch for.  As a side note, a couple years ago, I was given a totally phony letter of credit, allegedly from Bank of America...it was on B of A stationery, and had all sorts of stamps and signatures on it; it was a little masterpiece of fraud.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Back to the movie idea (don't worry, I am not quitting my day job!) if you have a few sharp former auditors on your staff, who know the tricks of the trade, it's remarkable what you can convince people of.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the case of a big social network, there are various external and internal methods of verifying their claims and for example, it would probably be just about impossible to claim you have 850 million users while really only having, say, 300 million.  But if you have a very small team of highly dedicated people who are "in on it," with the rest of the company in the dark, extraordinary deceptions can and have been carried out.  For example, the amount of money Madoff stole from investors is reported to be in the range of $50 billion, far more than has ever been raised in any IPO. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So that's the movie idea:  A very, very high flying internet company whose numbers are made up, but they fool everyone for a long time...until...???  This movie will of course need to feature Brad Pitt, the main force behind the success of Money Ball.  If not for Mr. Pitt, how many people would have gone to see a movie about, at its heart, the analysis of baseball statistics?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 2 Feb 12 17:08:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Just Like You and Me Only Different</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2012-01-31-10:14/</link>
<description>Politicians go to great lengths to try make the case that they are regular people who you could sit down and have a beer with.  I am not buying (the beer or their case).  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The senate just passed a bill making it illegal for themselves to engage in insider trading, with 93 "yes" votes, five Senators who did not vote, and two "no" votes (Tom Coburn and Richard Burr).  Coburn and Burr may have reasons for not voting yes on this but it doesn't matter what they are; their "no" votes were absurd.  Coburn said the bill is meaningless, and maybe he is ultimately right--I haven't read it--but he misses the point. Doesn't he realize that next election, his opponent will gleefully point out that Coburn voted "no" on banning insider trading for members of congress?  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is one of those moments where I sadly shake my head and wonder how in the world we got to the point where congress can do things (like insider trading) that the rest of us would go to jail for.  The really sad thing is that Coburn may be right, maybe it's meaningless and watered down so much that members of congress will just go right on with their insider trading with impunity, all the while sanctimoniously pointing to their vote which banned it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Speaking of government sponsored entities doing things that the rest of us would go to the steel chateau for, it reminds me of the classic Fannie Mae press release from about six years ago, in which they proudly announced that they had "banned falsified ledger entries."  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 12 10:14:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>You Eat That?</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2012-01-30-16:58/</link>
<description>Excellent Article in the WSJ today entitled "You Eat That?" My link didn't work but if you want the article, let me know and I can email to you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;From the article, a couple of items that I can't wait to sample:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Among the most hard-core variants of fermented food is the Icelandic delicacy hakarl. Hakarl is made from the Greenland shark, which is indigenous to the frigid waters of Iceland. It is traditionally prepared by beheading and gutting the shark and then burying the carcass in a shallow pit covered with gravelly sand. The corpse is then left to decompose in its silty grave for two to five months, depending on the season. Once the shark is removed from its lair, the flesh is cut into strips and hung to dry for several more months."&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;And:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Casu marzu is a sheep cheese popular on the Italian island of Sardinia. The name means "rotten cheese" or, as it is known colloquially, "maggot cheese," since it is literally riddled with live insect larvae.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To make maggot cheese you start with a slab of local sheep cheese, pecorino sardo, but then let it go beyond normal fermentation to a stage most would consider infested decomposition (because, well, it is). The larvae of the cheese fly (Piophila casei) are added to the cheese, and the acid from their digestive systems breaks down the cheese's fats, making the final product soft and liquidy. By the time it is ready for consumption, a typical casu marzu contains thousands of larvae.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Locals consider it unsafe to eat casu marzu once the larvae have died, so it is served while the translucent white worms, about one-third of an inch long, are still squiggling. Some people clear the maggots from the cheese before consuming it; others do not. Those who leave the maggots may have to cover the cheese with their hands-when disturbed, the maggots can jump up to six inches." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bon Apetit!&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 12 16:58:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Do you have any smaller bills, sir?</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2012-01-17-22:36/</link>
<description>I received 100 trillion dollars today at work. The only problem being that it was currency issued in Zimbabwe in 2009; it was denominated in Zimbabwean dollars, worth about $30 US dollars at the time it was issued.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought the $100 trillion bill on Ebay last week for about US $5, taking a cue from a board member of the US Federal Reserve who keeps one framed on his desk as a reminder of what happens when a central bank prints too much money.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's a nice looking currency, looks very official and legal.  &lt;a href="http://twittface.net/beautiful-news-3/100-trillion-zimbabwes-money/"&gt;  Here&lt;a/&gt; is an image on of one. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704050204576218690273479676.html"&gt;This article&lt;a/&gt; mentions that when the Zimbabwe dollar started in 1980, it was worth about US $1.25 (I had read earlier that it was US $1.00 but no matter).  So that's a heck of an inflation rate.  Zimbabwe finally abandoned its currency in mid-2009 and "dollarized" (i.e., US dollars) and inflation has been under control ever since...but the country still has profound economic and social problems.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like the 100 trillion dollar bill as a cautionary tale, and anyone who says "it could never happen here" should read Jim Grant's 2009 WSJ piece, &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704342404574575761660481996.html"&gt;Requiem for the Dollar&lt;a/&gt;. A friend in the hedge fund world tells me Grant has a reputation for being right on most monetary matters he opines on, but is usually ten years early...is the countdown on?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 12 22:36:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>RIP Letters</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2012-01-09-16:34/</link>
<description>As I have mentioned on this thread, in 1981, I took the train across the country, by myself, from Oakland, CA to Philadelphia.  My mother had died about nine months previously, and I was 11 years old.  I visited my mother's uncle and his wife on that trip, (Iz and Betty) in Mystic Isles, New Jersey, and recently, one of Iz and Betty's sons gave me a note that I wrote while I was there.  Evidently Betty kept it, bless her soul, and someone found it while going through her papers after she passed away.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is written in the sloppy handwriting of an 11-year old, in my pretentious style (yes, foreshadowing, I know) on a yellowing piece of binder paper. By format, it looks just like a letter.  It is short, so here is the text:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;To Whom it May Concern:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I, the undersigned, hereby give permission to Betty Sachs to dump cold water on my head on the night of Aug 29, 1981 under the following conditions:  It has to be between the times of 10:50 pm and 11:00 pm and she has to have tried to awake me in other fashions such as shaking me.  If I am not awake after a good steady shake for at least five minutes, then and only then may she pour cold water on me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Signed,&lt;br&gt;Joaquin Hartman&lt;br&gt;**&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have no recollection of writing this but it is quite obviously from me, and I have no idea why I wanted to be awoken at that specific time.  My first guess was that a San Francisco Giants game was on and would be starting at 10:30 pm eastern.  Through the magic of the internet, it took me about 20 seconds to find out that the Giants beat the Pirates 8-3 that day.  But then I noticed it was a Saturday and therefore highly unlikely that it was a night game.    What else could it have been?   I looked at Wikipedia for the day and saw nothing that I would have wanted to be woken up for.  So it's a mystery to me.  But I love the fact that Betty saved the note and then someone else saved it from the garbage heap. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All this got me thinking about letters.  The last time I hand-wrote (or even typed) a personal letter (not a thank you or birthday or condolence card) must have been at least 14 years ago.   It is a nearly-dead form of correspondence, and that is sad.  A blog, tweet, or facebook post can never quite capture the physicality and the "in the moment permanence" of a letter, and it seems there is no going back.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What if we got a movement going (spread by facebook and twitter, natch) to get all of our friends and family to hand-write one personal letter per year?  No cards allowed, we are talking a bonafide letter; no word processing, just a pen and paper.  And I don't mean one letter to each friend or family member, I am talking one letter, to one person, per year.  Too much to ask?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    </description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 9 Jan 12 16:34:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Two Moms</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2012-01-03-16:03/</link>
<description>I have long believed, in theory, that having two moms or two dads, as opposed to a mom and a dad, is totally fine, and sexual orientation is not a predictor of who will be a good parent.   Common sense should tell us there will be good and bad heterosexual parents and the same for homosexual parents.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I recently had the good fortune of meeting and interacting for half a day with a family of two moms and two young kids, a boy and a girl, and while my sample size is now only one family, at least I can speak about it first hand instead of in theory only.  The two moms, by the way, have been married since 2006, or approximately 1,600 times as long as one of Britney Spears' marriages.  So, I tell certain of my conservative friends, please don't start on me with your hogwash about the debasement/degredation/erosion/cheapening of the institution of marriage by allowing homosexuals to marry. Please don't tell me you're okay with gay marriage as long as it's not called marriage, since you are worried about the debasement of the term or the institution.    Britney Spears, Kim Kardashian, and their ilk have already done more damage to the institution than could possibly be done by homosexuals; i.e., through their callous disrespect of their wedding vows, coupled with their fame.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But back to the two-mom family I met.  I was pleased (and NOT surprised) to see that both moms were loving, kind, devoted, and everything else you would expect for a parent...and their kids were great--happy, friendly, well-mannered and all-around terrific young people.  To my conservative friends who have never met a two-mom family but yet extoll the evils of the same, I say pfui! Go meet a two-mom or two-dad family and then talk to me.  What were you expecting?  That the two moms will teach their kids that men are bad? That boys will be taught to put on pink nail polish and pluck their eyebrows?  Please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In many ways, I think the bar is higher for a same sex couple.  For example, I was pleased that in the case of the family I met, the young boy loves trains and wants to be a fireman.  But then I felt felt a bit guilty about feeling pleased about that...what if he wanted to be a ballet dancer or a nurse?  For the sake of his moms, it is far better for him to want to be a fireman; less masculine interests would lead to raised eyebrows and brutal judgments from many folks.  But if Holly and I had a boy who wanted to show horses or dance ballet, society would surely judge us much less harshly than if a boy with those two interests was raised by two moms.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSQQK2Vuf9Q"&gt;This short video&lt;a/&gt; is a great illustration of what I am trying to say...in fact, maybe I should have just posted the video and skipped this entry entirely; this young man says it all with far greater eloquence and standing than me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 3 Jan 12 16:03:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Beans Beans</title>
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<description>I recently visited two long-time friends and their two kids (with the adults being loyal readers of this humble thread)...I was driving home from Northern California and stopped by their house in Santa Barbara.  I was not hungry but Jessica had chili on and it looked way too good to pass up.  Sure enough this chili was world-beating and I had two bowls.  I cannot remember eating better chili.  Ever.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The problem with a lot of homemade chili, in my estimation, is that people often push the spiciness up to near the "my eyeballs and eardrums are about to pop" level.  Or if you like it a little more mild, you are relegated to eating bland chili swill from a can.    But Jessica hit the jackpot, this was the perfect chili, and it had some excellent touches like sliced bell peppers.  Not being spicy, it was also highly kid friendly.   If we are lucky, Jessica will share the recipe with readers here, but I can tell you it was long on meat and creativity, and "short" on beans.  The short on beans part also is a big winner for me, since I like beans only in moderation and in my estimation, most chilis are chronically over-beaned.    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And speaking of beans, I have to tell you about the the greatest device ever invented in the history of humanity, the remote-controlled fart machine.    I won't even bother with the euphemisms like flatulence generator.  It's a fart machine, flat out. The greatest device ever stuff is surely what our daughter would say if she could express it.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Avery's aunt bought one of Avery's cousins such a machine ($13.50 on Amazon, check it out) and I have rarely if ever seen such pure, boundless joy coming from Avery and her cousins, as when they were using the fart machine a few days after Christmas.  The smiles and laughs generated by the machine are worth multiples of the price tag.  </description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 2 Jan 12 20:42:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Right to Work</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2011-12-21-16:21/</link>
<description>Okay, I am going to just wade right into a controversy here.   What's the fun if all of my dear readers just agree with me most of the time?  Tell me if you think I am wrong about the following.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was pretty well disgusted with the treatment of Boeing by the National Labor Relations Board (NLRB) in a major recent case that I have been following for some time.  &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/node/21541851"&gt;This short article&lt;a/&gt; in the Economist very nicely sums it all up.  Some union members may disagree with the slant in the Economist article, but I believe it is spot on.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boeing was busted by the NLRB for "retaliation" against unions in Washington State as a result of Boeing opening a new plant in South Carolina. NRLB wanted Boeing to "relocate" the plant back to Washington, from South Carolina.   The case was probably ultimately headed to the Supreme Court but it would have taken years.  Instead, Boeing bowed to the strong arm tactics of the union, granting concessions to the folks in Washington State...and in exchange, the NLRB dropped its case on the South Carolina plant.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The giant problem with all this is what the article points out in the end.  Next time a company in the US finds itself in a similar situation, it will be even more likely to simply build its new plant in another country, where the NLRB can't stick their crummy fingers in the eye of the company. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I believe that unions had a place in the US, but I think that time is passed.  If you read The Grapes of Wrath and say that unions weren't necessary at that time, you have ice water circulating in your body instead of blood.  (i.e., fruit pickers desperately under-bidding each other as their families went hungry..."I'll pick a box of apples for a nickel"..."I'll pick that box of apples for a penny.") And my maternal grandfather was a union organizer in Philly in the 1950's; I was raised to never, ever cross a picket line.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But now you have unions demanding higher wages for grocery baggers who are getting $22 per hour plus health benefits.  You have unions demanding higher wages for prison guards who are making $180K per year.  You have unions, more generally, that are comprised of public employees who make giant contributions to the politicians who are sitting across the table from the the very same unions in negotiations.  On what planet does that make sense?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some say that unions are simply like the big banks in terms of exerting political influence.  True of course, and maybe the banks are even worse (remember, I am a "too big to fail is too big to exist" guy).  But also remember what mom said:  two wrongs don't make a right.  When unions do what they did to Boeing, they are simply hitting the gas pedal as our country careens towards the cliff.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 11 16:21:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society</title>
<link>http://www.journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2011-12-19-16:38/</link>
<description>During my commute, I just listened to an audio recording of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Guernsey-Literary-Potato-Peel-Society/dp/0385341008"&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society&lt;a/&gt;, a book that was almost perfect for the audio format.  It was written in the epistolary style (a new word for me, means that the book was written in as series of letters).  The readers were extremely well cast, with their exquisite English accents and such. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The story was written by two women, and I have heard of this book being typecast in the unfortunately named genre "chick lit," but I vehemently disagree.  I found it very entertaining and before I listened to it, I knew nothing of the Nazi occupation of Guernsey in World War II and almost nothing of the Channel Islands.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I get the sense that the vast majority of the readers of this book were women, but instead of the crummy designation "chick lit," I would instead say that if you are a book lover, you will like this book (it's about a literary society, for Pete's sake!); if you like meticulously researched historical fiction, you will like this book; if you like a compelling story where the characters come alive and you wish you could meet them, you will like this book; and if you like a book that describes a place so well that you want to visit in real life, you will like this book.  And in the saddest part of the story, I had a huge lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.  No, strike that, it was a dust mote, causing my eye to water a bit, not a tear! I am far too manly to ever cry over a "chick lit" book.  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;So there: I am comfortable enough in my own skin to say that this was a remarkable story that I thoroughly enjoyed, regardless of what genre anyone wants to arbitrarily place it in...although I would simply say "historical fiction" if asked to describe it in two words.  Check it out.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On NPR the other day, I heard a story about the annual spoof holiday issue of a Canadian medical journal...scholarly pieces such as "A Novel Method for the Removal of Ear Cerumen," with all the requisite big medical words, have appeared...it was a piece on removing ear wax with a Super Soaker water gun.  That cracked me up. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 11 16:38:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Jackie Evancho</title>
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<description>I normally don't watch "America's Got Talent" or other shows of that type...but fortunately, last year, Holly's mom was watching the finals and I joined in...and I saw the performance of a stunningly talented girl named Jackie Evancho.  I meant to blog about it at the time but I don't think I did.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To promote her new album, Evancho stopped by The Wall Street Journal's offices this week and did a great job with a couple of Christmas songs...but I'm afraid my links to those videos will only work for WSJ subscribers.  So I found another link to one of Evancho's performances, and I was very much impressed by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwSd6pd5UAQ"&gt;this one&lt;a/&gt; as well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's remarkable when you see an interview of Evancho (the WSJ posted a video of their interview of her on line as well)...after seeing her sing, you almost expect a totally polished, poised adult to speak...but when she talks to the reporter, she is more or less your normal 11-year old girl, which is probably what adds to her success.  I think she is a once-in-a-generation prodigy with the potential for epic talent and success. I hope she keeps her head on straight and avoids the pitfalls of so many talented prodigies who have come before her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 11 16:02:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>Blame it on Sao Paulo</title>
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<description>Well, I posted on Facebook, a rarity for me, but then I remembered that I have not posted on this thread for some time...so, here is an expansion of my Facebook entry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am very happy to be back in the United States of America after a week in Brazil for business.  I missed Holly and Avery a lot.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder how many people in St. Paul, Minnesota know that there is a somewhat bigger city in Brazil that is named after the same saint (Sao Paulo only has about 75 times the population of St. Paul). This is not an entirely silly question; I am certain there is a substantial portion of people in Cincinnati who have not the slightest idea who their city is named after.   I know, I know, unfair criticism...folks in those two burghs and the rest of America have important games of Angry Birds to play and important postings on Facebook to read; there is no time for mundane trivia like the foregoing.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ever since I saw the classic movie "Blame it on Rio" in high school I have wanted to see Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro.  Now I have and I am impressed with it all; the size and scope of the favelas; the food; the epic traffic jams of Sao Paulo that make traffic in Los Angeles and Mexico City seem like pleasant dreams; the beaches of Copacabana and Ipanema (and favela kids playing pick-up soccer on the well-lighted Copacabana Beach at 2:30 am; I was told this was a regular occurance).  And finally, the statue of Christ the Redeemer (and the views from there), towering above Rio like an icon for the ages.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The statue (and presumably, the view) are considered to be one of the seven wonders of the modern world.  &lt;a href="http://www.lovethesepics.com/2011/04/christ-the-redeemer-statue-1-of-7-new-wonders-of-the-world-45-inspiring-pics/"&gt;This series of pictures&lt;a/&gt; is worth scrolling through...even though I was there during the day, I like some of the night pictures the most.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 11 12:20:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>The Desolate Wilderness and the Fair Land</title>
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<description>Mentioning The Wall Street Journal's two Thanksgiving companion pieces (published on the day before Thanksgiving since 1961) has become a tradition on this thread as well.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the past 18-20 years, I have read them and marvel at how relevant they are, especially the second one:  "And the Fair Land."  Great stuff.  Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These links will only be good for seven days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href= "http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB10001424052970204323904577037920016916462-lMyQjAxMTAxMDIwMzEyNDMyWj.html?mod=wsj_share_email"&gt;The Desolate Wilderness&lt;a/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB10001424052970204323904577037921612867912-lMyQjAxMTAxMDIwMjEyNDIyWj.html?mod=wsj_share_email"&gt;And the Fair Land&lt;a/&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 11 13:54:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>11 11 11</title>
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<description>I think I have said everything I want to say about November 11 already--Veterans' Day, my father's birthday in 1939, my mother's death day in 1980, and also the day we put our dog Lizzy down in 2009.  It has all been covered in previous entries like &lt;a href="http://journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2005-11-11-07:04"&gt;this one&lt;a/&gt; in 2005 and &lt;a href="http://journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2006-11-11-13:43"&gt;A Cold November Rain&lt;a/&gt; in 2006.  And &lt;a href="http://journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2009-11-11-14:14"&gt;Same As It Ever Was&lt;a/&gt; in 2009, mostly about Lizzy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I do want to note that today is perhaps the most special day for the Corduroy Appreciation Club, which was the subject of a &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB10001424052970204224604577030004164533874-lMyQjAxMTAxMDEwMTExNDEyWj.html?mod=wsj_share_email"&gt;front page article&lt;a/&gt; in The Wall Street Journal today.   (Link will only be good for seven days)&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 11 08:41:00 UT</pubDate>
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<title>On the Road</title>
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<description>I first heard about Jack Kerouac's "On the Road" many years ago.  It's about events that happened in the late 1940's, written in 1951, and published in 1957.   Kerouac more or less drank himself to death, dying in October 1969, just a few months before I was born.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have read passages from it now and then and I saw a exhibit on it once at the NY Public Library, including a very long section of the manuscript--maybe 60 feet--a result of Kerouac's distate for inserting new pages one at a time in his typewriter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;More recently, the Hammer Museum in Los Angeles had an exhibit about "On the Road" in which an artist had put his favorite quotes from the book up in big frames.  And also at the Hammer, I heard a great reading of a portion of the book--it was an aging hippie type with a perfect personality for it and he was so fired up by reading Kerouac aloud that he was bouncing on his feet, rythmically, with the words.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I found an audiobook of "On the Road" that I have been listening to during my commute and I am about 3/4 through.  It's read by Matt Dillon, who is surprisingly almost pefect for it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Listening to the story, I have an ever-increasing sense of learning about my father; I keep seeing paralells and I have a general sense of "oh, that explains a lot."  The book was a bible and an inspration to many in my father's generation and I think it was a powerful catalyst that helped cause many folks like my father to get on the road--Peter was about 19 when it was published.  I can hear echoes of Kerouac in some of Peter's writing...on this thread in 2005, I &lt;a href="http://journalscape.com/X_Zachary_Wright/2005-04-11-14:54"&gt;quoted Peter's high school reunion write-up on himself&lt;a/&gt; from 1997, in which he wrote, "I have lived at over 60 different addresses...and hitch-hiked more than 50,000 miles." &lt;br&gt;      &lt;br&gt;And here's a classic Kerouac quote to end this entry: "The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 11 15:10:00 UT</pubDate>
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