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Monthly Archives: April 2007
Apr 22
That tongue
After this appeared, a few of my crueller friends suggested I should have Delphine’s tongue removed. I had to remind them that she’s just a pothound, after all, and you shouldn’t read too much into her expressions (not to mention, of course, that removing an animal’s tongue is just plain barbarous.) Looking at the image [...]
Apr 21
Cricket writings #3: Brian Lara
Farewell: Brian Lara flanked by pals Dwight Yorke (left) and Russell Latapy (right) at Lee Studios, Manchester, England in April 2006 It’s difficult. . . to recall a time when Brian Lara was not the man of the moment. Since April 1994, when he scored 375 runs in the fourth Test against England in Antigua, [...]
Apr 21
The Naipaul reading
Undaunted by the near-disaster that was the “Evening of Appreciation” held in V. S. Naipaul‘s honour on April 18, we ventured back to the University of the West Indies yesterday evening to hear Sir Vidia read from his works. Left to his own devices, with a proper microphone and nobody asking him annoying questions (and [...]
Apr 19
Overheard on the telephone this afternoon
Woman: Hi, I’m trying to reach Georgia Popplewell. GP: This is she. Woman: I’m calling about an e-mail sent to you by Jane Doe [who, for the record, thinks GP is a bit of an upstart]. Will you be attending X event on Tuesday? GP: Sorry, but I never received an e-mail from Ms. Doe. [...]
Apr 17
José Gregorio
Pictured above is one of two (or three, if you count the orange shawl someone handed to me, just like that, in a restaurant last night) delightful gifts I received yesterday. Nikipedia picked up this figurine of Dr. José Gregorio Hernández on his travels in Venezuela. A physician who, during his lifetime, ministered to the [...]
Apr 13
The ultimate anti-election playlist
One wonders which local performer is going to sell his/her soul this year and have his/her works co-opted by the parties contesting this year’s election. One also wonders whether it might not be a good — or at least amusing — idea to set up a parallel music truck/sound system to rove the country during [...]
Apr 12
On the occasion of Vonnegut’s 100% mortality response
Just learned of the passing yesterday of American novelist Kurt Vonnegut, at age 84 . Like many of my ilk (US-educated Trinidadian of a certain age?), I had my Vonnegut phase. It’s been ages since I’ve read him, but I loved (perhaps still love) his off-the-wall imagination, the dark nuttiness of the world his characters [...]
Apr 10
Global Voices – in with the new
I spent most of yesterday helping shepherd Global Voices’ massive volume of content across the divide separating the old and new web site designs. Things got rather hair-raising for a while there between 2 and 3pm, as our Montreal-based techmeisters Boris and Jeremy did battle with the various glitches and snafus a transfer like this [...]
Apr 09
Bare eyes, full belly
I’ve been getting a real kick lately out of photographing birds in my garden. Almost every morning I position myself behind the breeze blocks in the laundry room to see who shows up for his/her share of the fruit on the makeshift bird-feeder next to the water tank. One of the folks at the breakfast [...]
Apr 08
Judas wore cargo pants
Jonathan and I didn’t end up going bobolee-hunting as planned on Good Friday, but during a drive out to Tamana this afternoon I came across the remains of this Good Friday bobolee hanging on a lampost along the main road in Cumuto. The bobolee is an effigy of Jesus’ disciple Judas Iscariot, and its role [...]
Apr 03
Name that tree
This is the sort of thing Vernon would know. What’s the name of the tree the object in the photo was once attached to? It’s a long, flattish pod, possibly green when it’s young, but dark brown when it ages and falls off the tree and dries and curls into this lovely coil. I cannot [...]