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Ring-a-Week 3: January 21, 2011.
Sterling silver, patina.
Marquise elements freely rock back and forth
Fidget asleep on the porch, late afternoon.
Our thoughts are with Flickr friend Roger whose beloved Pyr friend Grace is crossing over tonight.
A Magic Folding “Fidget” cube with the design of a micro scale space vehicle in a Classic Space grey/trans-green colour scheme.
The folding steps: 1.)
Fidget's drawing for Daddy blogged here: sewsitall.blogspot.com/2013/01/fidgets-drawing-for-daddy....
Frame for a henhouse on wheels.
Here the bale-feeder frame is lag-screwed to 2x4x8' plates to test its rigidity. It's plenty rigid.
Livestock guardian dogs, horse fence and movable henhouses are the mainstays of pastured chicken.
Doggie: Fidget
A Magic Folding “Fidget” cube with the design of a micro scale space ship in a Classic Space blue/grey/trans-yellow colour scheme.
The folding steps: 4.)
An essay by Fidget.
It’s sad how humans drool. They can’t aim their drool at all. It leaks out all over their body indiscriminately. You would think that a drool mechanism like theirs would concentrate the liquid in areas that radiate the most heat – like the top of the head and over their kidneys
But no, their drool – they call il “sweat” -- just leaks out everywhere. And not only that, they wear clothes everywhere, which means that their drool ends up cooling their clothing rather than their bodies. What a perverse system!
Another problem is that human drool is not at all viscous. They can’t drip it in a narrow stream onto their forelimbs where surface blood vessels can pick up heat from the body. The watery, rancid stuff just oozes out of their pores, and they can lose a liter of water and hard-to-replace salts in a couple of hours on a hot day. When I see them standing around drenched in drool, it’s hard not to ask them “Dude, what happened to your kidneys?”.
And don’t get me started about their fur distribution. Most of them have fur only on their heads, armpits and crotches, all of which are pretty good heat-radiating areas. That’s the last place you need big bunches of soggy fur, especially in hot weather. I simply can’t envision that a system like theirs could be the product of adaptive evolution. I can only assume that it's some horrible random mutation that they’re stuck with until they evolve something better.
Dog drool is essentially odorless as long as your teeth are in good shape. Human drool is thin, acrid stuff full of salts, body fats and all sorts of vile acids and aldehydes that would be handled by the kidneys and liver in a more highly evolved system. Not only that, humans exfoliate enough skin to turn their drool into a first-rate culture medium for genuinely sour-smelling bacteria. This means that humans are in a difficult bind. They have to bathe constantly with harsh alkaline soaps to loosen bacteria and dissolve fats that leak out with their drool.
All the bathing messes up their skin terribly, but it’s either that or else they walk around smelling like monkeys. We’re certainly grateful that most of them choose to bathe frequently, but it’s really sad that it’s the only rational option that they have.
Saddest of all is that they drool from their hands and feet. Other than their somewhat overrated brains, hands are the only thing that primates have going for them. Their hands drool so much that they have a hard time holding onto things in hot weather.
Oh, and their poor stinking feet are such a calamity that it’s difficult even to discuss. They stuff the giant, drooling, lumpish things into waterproof leather sacks that they never wash. Canine anthropologists have sought an explanation for this perverse ritual for centuries, but we still don’t have a satisfactory model for such a bizarre set of behaviors.
Perhaps the most touching thing about humans is that they walk around swathed in vast, acrid clouds reeking of bacteria and rancid fat while making jokes about how bad dogs smell. It’s almost sweet when they do that.
You have to love humans.
But you certainly wouldn't want to eat one.
Fidget has rejected every house we've bought or built for her except for two sheets of rusty tin that I leaned against the fence one day when I was working on them two years ago.
It was love at first sight. I've never had the heart to move them, though I draped an old tarp on the fence as a winter windbreak. It seemed an appropriately shabby refinement.
Common Dog Tick removed from Fidget, a common dog. :)
Biggest one I've ever seen. About 1.6 x 1.0 x .0.7 cm (5/8 x 3/8 x 1/4 in). The little red dot on her tummy is her anus. (Too much information?)
For those in the EU and elsewhere, the US quarter dollar seen above is about 2 mm broader than a Euro.
Even a dog tick has a life to lead. She's gone on to explore her next one.
"Never a missed photo-op. Never a little snooze in the grass without a camera in my face."
"It's always clicky-clack, clicky-clack, isn't it?"
Fidget was attacked by a tiny, white, fluffy dog at the farmer's market recently. The little Bichon-Beast barked, growled and charged Fidget repeatedly even though Fidget outweighed her ten to one.
Fidget faux-cowered before the little dog, tucking her had to one side and taking a long, circular path out of the pup's way. I could swear there was a twinkle in her eye as she did this.
Fidget is always solicitous of others' burdens, though she bears an ample stack of her own in the form of health problems.
She's kind to everyone, even those who annoy her, and she protects us all from things that go bump in the night.
A Magic Folding “Fidget” cube with the design of a micro scale space ship in a Classic Space blue/grey/trans-yellow colour scheme.
… and back to ship mode …
This is #1 (of 3) of my Lego Magic Folding Classic Space Cubes.
I hope you like it! :-))
Fidget's drawing for Daddy blogged here: sewsitall.blogspot.com/2013/01/fidgets-drawing-for-daddy....
From a recent summary of these dolls I wrote:
toyboxphilosopher.blogspot.com/2012/01/joanne-callanders-...
Aerialists from Fidget Feet Aerial Dance perform at An Grianán Theatre during the official launch of the 2014 Earagail Arts Festival, 4 June 2014.
A Magic Folding “Fidget” cube with the design of a micro scale space vehicle in a Classic Space grey/trans-green colour scheme.
… and back to vehicle mode …
This is #2 (of 3) of my Lego Magic Folding Classic Space Cubes.
I hope you like it! :-))
DN Road, Fort, 2:30 on a Friday afternoon. Fidgeting, impatient for light, standing in the shadows of the Vatcha Agiary and hoping for some privacy to just look around. It has been a very long time since I was in town without errands to run or people to meet or drinks to be drunk. Just a camera and no agendas.
Hello Madam can I disturb you for one minute?
I want to ask are you Indian?
Yes I'm Indian.
No I mean are you an Indian from India?
Yes I'm an Indian from India.
Then why are you standing on the road taking photographs of nothing?
Why do you think I am taking photos of nothing?
I can't see what is interesting in this road. I always wanted to ask those foreign tourists as well why they stand on the road and take pictures. See I thought you were a tourist. Thats why I was asking.
So where are you from Madam? Where you live?
Me, I live in Thane
Thane?!! What, a person like you is from there???
Why, cant a person like me be from there?
No I mean you.. the way you look, your camera, the whole thing, you look like you just came out of a five star hotel. Like Marriott or ITC or Taj
Umm. No, I live in Thane
I tell you, seven years ago Thane was just really bad, very backward, nothing happens there. See, where I am from, Malad, was also like that, but now we have a lot of malls. We have a better culture now.
Actually I studied in vernacular, I never spoke English when I was growing up. I hope my English is fine. I am Mr Shah by the way.
Your English is excellent Mr Shah, really good.
Oh thank you. What is your name?
Maya.
Oh like Maya Memsaab? The movie...!? Hehehe.
Why is that the first reference everyone has? Damn Bollywood routinely naming vamps, vixens and whores Maya. Its a huge responsibility to live up to.
But you never told me why you are taking pictures.
Well, I'm practising, I'm trying to teach myself how to see things. Can I take your picture?
Why me? You want my picture? Why? I dont think I'll look good.
Well why not, everyone has a story, right? And if done well, anyone can look really good in a photograph.
Hmm. I dont know about that.
Well Mr Shah I cant guarantee that I can take the best possible picture of you, but I will try. I can email them to you as well, I'd be happy to.
But tell me what you were doing before? What is a good picture on the road?
You know Mr Shah, I think we would need to have a long conversation about that. Right now, unfortunately, I need to be on the move.
Ok can I drop you somewhere? Maybe back to Thane?
Umm, no I'm fine thank you.
Ok can I get your number then?
Actually sorry, sorry, I dont give my number out to people I meet on the street.
But why dont I just email you your photographs and then you'll have my email id. Ah right, here it is, on your card.
Yes the name of my company is Pulse Pharma. But the business is not Im-Pulse-ive... hehehe. Only I am... Thats why I felt bold enough to talk to a lady like you on the road.
Heheheh. Maybe I can call you sometime we can talk more about the photography you like.
Err. Right.
Bye Mr Shah.