Firstly I probably should admit that I didn't realize that there was an 'Old' World of CocaCola®; it opened in 1990; so the 'New' World of CocaCola® was a double surprise.
Both 'museums' are in Atlanta, USA.
Here are some of the the new 'attractions' offered at the new world:
- 'Thrilling' 4-D Theater (who knew 3D wasn't enough when it comes to carbonated drinks!)
- World's largest collection of Coke memorabilia
- Fully functioning bottling line that produces commemorative bottles of CocaCola®
- Tasting experience with over 70 different products to sample
- Pop Culture Gallery featuring works by artists such as Andy Warhol and Steve Penley
- World-famous CocaCola® Polar Bear
Putting my skepticism aside about a company taking it over the edge with self-proclaimed cultural value, I do think they do have a couple of valid claims. After all, Coke is responsible for our visual image of Santa. However, Andy Warhol deliberately made art out of ordinary day-to-day objects because they were accessible and not significant seems to have been a bit lost on them, but that's ok.
Why CocaCola® had to create a 'World' instead of a mere museum like everyone else I will not contest, business is business, even when it's a musuem, sorry, 'World'.
To me Coke will always be the giant ball in the middle of ocean that they used for advertising when I was a little kid, which I have attached below.
Thursday, 31 May 2007
Wednesday, 30 May 2007
My brother sent me a new friend, his name is Jeero. This is what I've been told about my new friend:
Jeero wants to hang out with you. Why? He needs you. Jeero thinks life is so complicated, so he needs you to comfort him. Wage and Babo ask him so many questions, and he isn't sure what makes them think he has any of the answers.
Maybe they think his red nose means he's Jeero the wise. Well, he's not.
What time is it? Jeero has no idea. How do you get from here to there? Don't ask! Jeero just wants to sit on the couch with you and eat some snacks. Is that too much to ask? Jeero doesn't know, but he does know that it is time to cancel your plans and hang out with him!
So he is easy to hang out with, all I need to do is feed him snacks and let him sit on the couch. If it doesn't mean I am asking him questions, I may even let him hold the TV remote control.
However, my beloved new friend aside (he is NOT ugly, he is adorable) what subliminal message was my baby brother trying to tell me by sending this new friend?
- Is it that I ask my brother too many questions? Perhaps.
- Was I way too bossy when we were little? Yes, very likely; or
- is it because my brother knows that quite often at work I feel quite Jeero-like, so he sent me a kindred spirit? I think that just might be it!
THANKS A MILLION LITTLE BROTHER, I LOVE IT!
There are certain people who you meet along the road of your life journey that make an instant and lasting impression on you. People that not only make you smile and teach you a great deal but at times make your jaw drop open in amazement at the things they have done and continue to do. I also usually find that these people are incredible story tellers, and I always feel a little self-indulgent when I'm in their company.
Lyn Hancock is certainly one of those people. She oozes so much life and enthusiasm, I am often surprised that people don't get physically bowled over by the sheer energy of her.
I have only known Lyn for about a year. In that time she has sent me amazing articles about her jungle trekking trip to Belize that was done on a whim; and given me an exciting whirl-wind tour of the nature beauty of Vancouver in her car (which is always easy to find as it's brandished with the covers of her books and her business card all over it).
In the past forty years, apart from trekking and teaching all over the world, Lyn spent a decade raising seals, raccoons, cougars, bears, apes and other creatures which eventually populated pages in her 19 books such as the classic There’s a Seal in My Sleeping Bag and There’s a Raccoon in my Parka and the popular Love Affair with a Cougar and more recently Tabasco The Saucy Raccoon.
If you haven't read a Lyn Hancock book yet, I highly, highly recommend them.
Tuesday, 29 May 2007
From time to time an exhibition comes along that reaffirms my love of contemporary conceptual art.
On a recent trip to Vancouver (very pretty city) I had an opportunity to visit the Vancouver Art Gallery.
The exhibit I was impressed by 'House of Oracles: A Huang Yong Ping Retrospective'.
Huang Yong Ping is a Chinese artist who is considered to be one of the most influential contemporary artists out there.
His work is considered, intelligent and quirky; mixing eastern and western thought in a way that weaves together, contrasts and separates them; at times simultaneously.
Although many of the works are huge - elephants, dinosaurs and fighter planes - my favourite piece in the exhibit was small. It was piece that included mashed pieces of dried paper, that came from putting a Chinese religious text and a western religious text in the washing machine together. I won't go into a lengthy critique as to why I felt this was the perfect articulation of the 'brilliance in the simplicity' that I find in his work but I loved it.
There has also been some media regarding another of the pieces in the exhibit that had live insects and reptiles but I will refrain from wading into the media storm on that one.
To put it plainly THIS EXHIBIT ROCKED!
Here is what the Vancouver Art Gallery had to say about the artist and the exhibit:
House of Oracles is the first retrospective of Huang Yong Ping, one of the most influential contemporary Chinese artists working today. Showcasing paintings, drawings and sculptural installations that evoke the fun house, diorama and menagerie, the exhibition celebrates an artist whose work elegantly traverses the divide between East and West, tradition and the avant-garde.
Renowned for his extravagant large-scale installations, the exhibition will feature more than forty works, including a monumental sculpture that positions a snarling tiger atop an elephant, a 100-foot long wooden python skeleton and the re-creation of a Beaux Arts-style bank using 40,000 pounds of sand. In addition to these spectacular installations, the exhibition includes significant early works from the artist’s career, reflecting his interest in ideas on chance, creative process and divination.
Born in Fujian Province, China in 1954, Huang Yong Ping formed the Xiamen Dada group in 1986. One of the most radical of the Chinese avant-garde artists’ groups active at the time, members were inspired by their interest in the work of Marcel Duchamp, Dada and the role of chance in art. The group’s subsequent activity, particularly Huang Yong Ping’s artistic production, are often considered among the first post-modern works in Chinese art and are credited for opening new channels for other Chinese artists, who until that time were predominantly influenced by the conventions of Socialist Realism.
Since his participation in the seminal exhibition Magiciens de la Terre at the Pompidou Centre in 1989, Huang Yong Ping has lived and worked in Paris and exhibited extensively around the world.
Organized by Walker Art Center, Minneapolis. Curated by Philippe Vergne, deputy director and chief curator, Walker Art Center, and made possible by generous support of Altria Group, E. Rhodes and Leona B. Carpenter Foundation, étant donnés: The French-American Fund for Contemporary Art, and the Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts, Inc.
Tuesday, 22 May 2007
Regret the Error is a blog by Craig Silverman; a writer based in Quebec.
Here's what it does:
Regret the Error reports on corrections, retractions, clarifications and trends regarding accuracy and honesty in the media.
It's tres cool and was nominated for a Bloggie too!
Monday, 21 May 2007
I used this site to help me re-learn the world's countries, as we did back in primary (elementary) school.
I think it's important to know where countries are.
This is one great big nerd exercise that I have no shame in.
Photo #1 -kompot
I know two fabulous photographers, ironically they are both called Paul...
Hmmm...I wonder if I am really supposed to be a ceramicist; so I could say - 'C' is for ceramicists called Clare - somehow it doesn't sound as good, more like a linguistics exercise, and I would either have to make friends with other ceramicist Claires/Clares or develop multiple personalities... Oh Well!
Anyway, photographs by pauls are primarily poetic
(only complimentary 'p'-words I could think of on the fly)
Saturday, 19 May 2007
Chances are highly likely that at some point or another you have encountered Vice Magazine, even if it's only perusing the "dos" and "don'ts" photos.
I'll admit that sometimes it pushes the boundaries a bit far for me but my comfort-level might be lower the other peoples' when it comes to discussions and photos about dog poo or extracting intenstinal worms with tweezers; even typing about it makes me feel a bit queasy; or maybe it's because I tend to read Vice when I am in the washroom.
At other times it's pure brilliance. My all-time favourite article was about a girl who pretended to be a stalker to see what it was like. It was utterly hilarious, especially when she talked about how exhausting and time consuming the whole process was.
WELLL NOW THERE'S VICE BROADCASTING SERVICE (VBS)
Here is their Mission Statement, because they can say it better than I could:
VBS is an online broadcast network. We stream original content, free of charge and 24 hours a day. We carry a mix of domestic and international news, pop and underground culture coverage, and the best music in the world. People have used words like eclectic, smart, funny, shocking, and revolutionary to describe VBS, but we kind of just snapped our fingers in their faces and went, “Whatever. Tell us something we don’t know.”
With Academy Award-nominated director Spike Jonze (Adaptation, Being John Malkovich) as our creative director, original content from a veritable United Nations of contributors, and bureaus in 20 countries, VBS has hit the planet in a manner not unlike a massive global plague. Streaming on VBS’s signature “in-room” widescreen and remote, content will be available all the time, on-demand.
Basically, VBS will exploit every utopian vision the internet has thus far failed to live up to. Thanks for watching.
Go Check it! How can you not; when their aim is to "rescue you from television's death-like grip."
Friday, 18 May 2007
What font choices do we have? What subliminal messages do they assist in conveying? Which font do we choose for what purpose?
We agonize over such things with microscopic attention to detail if the script is on paper, stone, plastic, the computer screen etc., so it makes complete sense to me to consider the same principles of font obsession when the script just happens to be on skin. Note to self: I wonder if there is a prison-freestyle font? Just wondering!
Body Type - Intimate Messages Etched in Flesh is a book, released in September 2006 by Ina Saltz.
Here's the back story courtesy of Tim Cole's InDesign Backchannel:
The genesis of Ina's project was a tattoo of the word "Happy" that she spotted on a young man on a cross-town bus. She recognized that the tattoo was done in Helvetica and then took note of the tight kerning. After mustering the courage to talk to the owner, she learned that he was a graphic designer. The more Ina explored the subject of typograhpy in tattoos, the more interesting it became.
Now that is a book I'd love to have on my coffee table or to read in the doctor's office waiting room. Art can take many forms!
Thursday, 17 May 2007
Contemporary Art has always been of interest to me. I think it's important to have a grasp of the art that is produced during your own lifetime. Additionally, from an art history perspective, it's a genre that's theory hasn't been mined to death, so there's still some room to have an academic voice and an opinion. I will save my Piero della Francesca and the egg story, that rants on about that topic further, for another time.
It would appear that more and more people agree that contemporary art is valuable. Unlike impoverished arts-worker me, these people are putting their money where their art taste is.
The recent Christie's Auction House sale of postwar and contemporary art made auction history for the genre with sales totally $US384.6 million over two-and-a-half-hours.
The jewel in the auction's crown was the sale of Andy Warhol's "Green Car Crash (Green Burning Car I)" for $US 71.7 million, setting a new record for the artist's work. The iconic "Lemon Marilyn"(pictured) was sold for $US18 million.
I worked for Sotheby's London in the contemporary painting department ten years ago. It was an enlightening and exciting time for a newly minted art-history major like me.
I remember waiting with my boss for the "Frances Bacon Expert" to arrive to authenticate a painting. As we studied the canvas in question, I could not help but marvel at the irony that if the painting was acknowledged as being a "Bacon" it was worth a ridiculous amount of money - if not - it was be pretty much worthless. The authentication would not change the physical object, nor the skill level of the brush strokes but it would still managed to fundamentally alter its value.
Art is sooooo much more than choosing some 'pretty' to match your sofa..
Wednesday, 16 May 2007
I am convinced that I was a cat in my previous life. Most likely not the most gracious or haughty of felines, but definitely a cat. I know this every time I get caught in the rain. I DETEST getting rained on and have a particular disdain for having to arrive home resembling a drowned rat (I am terrified of rats..hmmm.. I must have been a domestic cat).
Those fools who like the rain are obviously deluded. 'Singing in the Rain' my foot, I am more likely to unleash a barrage of non-repeatable-in polite-company profanities than a joyful, splashing about ditty.
There has been a thunder storm in the late afternoon every day for the past two days. On both occasions I have managed to get myself stuck outside in the middle of them. I am not talking about gentle pitter-patter rain but thundering, bucketing downpours.
Anyone who may have seen me out there in the hideousness would have recognized me by the unimpressed pout on my lips and furrowing of my brow.
Monday, 14 May 2007
I've often wondered what the international days are; where they come from and why; who decides what they are; and when.
So I did a little research. Some of them I knew, such as International Womens' Day (I had a boyfriend whose birthday was the same date who always said he was a 'gift' to all women). Most of the days I can understand, all except "World Television Day"????
Here is the official list according to the United Nations:
Since the early days of the United Nations system, the UN has established a set of Days and Weeks (as listed below), Years and Decades to help focus the world on the issues in which the UN has an interest and commitment.
Sometimes the promotion of a specific day is led by a specific UN agency or programme, for example the World Health Organization (WHO) leads World Health Day.
Some UN agencies also have their own international days (e.g. WHO's World TB Day and UNESCO's World Philosophy Day), established and promoted by the agency but not designated by the UN General Assembly for the full UN system. While equivalent in purpose, the following list does not include agency-specified days.
27 - International Day of Commemoration in memory of the victims of the Holocaust.
21: International Mother Language Day
8: International Women's Day and United Nations Day for Women's Rights and International Peace
21: International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination
21-28: Week of Solidarity with the Peoples Struggling against Racism and Racial Discrimination
22: World Water Day
23: World Meteorological Day
4: International Day for Mine Awareness and Assistance in Mine Action
7: World Health Day
23: World Book and Copyright Day
3: World Press Freedom Day
15: International Day of Families
17: World Information Society Day
21: World Day for Cultural Diversity for Dialogue and Development
22: International Day for Biological Diversity
1: Week of Solidarity with the Peoples of Non-Self-Governing Territories
29: International Day of United Nations Peacekeepers
31: World No-Tobacco Day
4: International Day of Innocent Children Victims of Aggression
5: World Environment Day
17: World Day to Combat Desertification and Drought
20: World Refugee Day
23: United Nations Public Service Day
26: International Day Against Drug Abuse and Illicit Trafficking and International Day in Support of Victims of Torture
First Saturday: International Day of Cooperatives
11: World Population Day
9: International Day of the World's Indigenous People
12: International Youth Day
23: International Day for the Remembrance of the Slave Trade and its Abolition
8: International Literacy Day
16: International Day for the Preservation of the Ozone Layer
21: International Day of Peace
During last Week: World Maritime Day
1: International Day for Older Persons
4 - 10: World Space Week
5: World Teacher's Day
First Monday: World Habitat Day
Second Wednesday: International Day for Natural Disaster Reduction
9: World Post Day
10: World Mental Health Day
16: World Food Day
17: International Day for the Eradication of Proverty
24: United Nations Day and World Development Information Day
24-30: Disarmament Week
6: International Day for Preventing the Exploitation of the Environment in War and Armed Conflict
16: International Day of Tolerance
Third Sunday: World Day of Remembrance for Road Traffic Victims
20: Universal Children's Day, and Africa Industrialization Day
21: World Television Day
25: International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women
29: International Day of Solidarity with the Palestinian People
1: World AIDS Day
2: International Day for the Abolition of Slavery
3: International Day of Disabled Persons
5: International Volunteer Day for Economic and Social Development
7: International Civil Aviation Day
9: International Anti-Corruption Day
10: Human Rights Day
11: International Mountain Day
18: International Migrants Day
19: United Nations Day for South-South Cooperation
20: International Human Solidarity Day
I stole the by-line because I thought it was great (thank you Larissa Dubecki).
The photo was taken by photographer Angela Wylie near Lake Burrumbeet last Friday.
It is indeed a remarkable sight credited to ridiculously industrious baby orb spiders' webs.
The article mentions how ironically the webs appeared not far from where the film 'Charlotte's Web' was filmed last year.
The official name for the activity is aerial ballooning. The spiders dispense silk and allow the wind to drag it until it lifts them up and lets them "fly".
Although this will do nothing to dispel foreigners terror that Australia is a country filled with multitudes of enormous; deadly snakes, insects and spiders it was too gorgeous and astonishing an image not to share.
The Laws of Simplicity is a book and a website by John Maeda.
It examines design, technology and business with the objective of increasing simplicity. There are ten laws of simplicity:
9. The One
I was given the book by my Boss; hmmm... wonder what he is trying to tell me there.
So far have only read up to #3, Time, but I'm really enjoying it, and find it very interesting.
If you are into such things, this is a book to add to your reading list.
Friday, 11 May 2007
Shoes.. it's SHOES!
I have wanted a pair of Le Coq Sportif shoes for almost ten years. They were prohibitively expensive in Australia and last time I was in France I couldn't find a pair I liked.
Le Coq Sportif (translation: the fighting rooster) company was established in France, in 1882, and originally made fencing equipment before moving into sportswear.
The shoes pictured finally realize my yearning to own a pair of these shoes. They are silver grey and shimmer in the light. ME LOVES THEM!!! They are so much better than generic, predictable Converse sneakers. These are my new walk to-and-from work shoes, I will be sighted in these regularly.
Love, love, love!
Plan 59 - the museum (and gift shop) of mid-century illustration.
I love the images on this site, they are wonderful. I have always liked 1950s advertising, it's so cheesy, so staged, so chic.
I utterly detest doing laundry. To make matters worse, I avoid it until the pile of dirty clothes is a mountain of misery.
However, if I wore a chic outfit and had a powder blue washing machine that I could pose in front of: like so, and like so; perhaps I would be more amenable to the task.
Then again, if that were the case, I would suddenly find frozen food and spam utterly delicious. What a horrible thought!
Eats Shoots and Leaves
I know I am well behind the times by only managing to read this book now. I have been picking it up, almost buying it, and then putting it down again for the past four years.
To make matters worse, I come from the generation that causes Lynne Truss so much anguish. The generation that was not formally taught grammar and punctuation. We were expected to inherently adopt it, perhaps through osmosis. The only lesson in grammar I remember at all was learning that "a verb is a doing word".
Like many people in my position, anything that I know about grammar came from learning other languages. I still remember the baffled silence that followed Madame Bilstra announcing "Today we will learn how to conjugate the French subjunctive". Subjunctive? None of us had ever heard of a subjunctive, let alone how to identify or use it in any language. To this day I only really know how to identify and correctly conjugate a subjunctive in French.
Ironically, although my French is utterly mediocre, my knowledge of the workings of French sentence structure is far superior to my knowledge of English sentence structure. So much for English being my first language.
Back to the book.
Lynn Truss is passionate about punctuation, which is obvious otherwise why would she write a book about it. Some would suggest that she is a little obsessed and crazed about it.
I will concur that some of her passionate remarks verge a little on the side of mania. However, I work for writers and can verify that emphatically emotional reactions to misdemeanors in grammar and punctuation, that most of us would consider to be inconsequential, are completely normal.
I suspect that some of my writers took the author's "call to arms to protect punctuation" quite seriously. I often get nasty little notes pointing out even the most minor of errors. Unfortunately, I am not in a position where I can retaliate by pointing out equally rudely just how acutely numerically challenged they are.
All that aside, the book has help my untrained mind in trying to comprehend the correct use of punctuation. I still have a long way to go. I will admit that I do get nervous about my comma, semi-colon, and colon usage.
If nothing else my hat tips in respect to Ms. Truss for successfully managing to make, what in reality is very dry subject matter, entertaining.
Who would have thought that a book on punctuation could be #1 on the New York Times Bestseller list!
Tuesday, 8 May 2007
There are some books that speak to me more than others. Sometimes it's the characters, at other times the setting, or the language, or subject matter. Occasionally it's the aesthetic appearance of the book object (here is where I admit that when I was 17 I read 'On the Road' by Jack Kerouac because I liked the cover).
Very, very rarely a book comes along that combines all of these elements and immediately rockets towards the top of my 'favourite books' list.
The End of the Alphabet by CS Richardson is such a book.
The design of the book is sublime from the elegant cover image, choice of font (there is a short description of the choice), the layout and beauty of the paper the words are printed on. It demonstrates exactly why the author is a multiple-award winning book designer.
The language used in this book is economical, slightly sentimental yet always elegant.
The subject matter is primarily about a couple, Ambrose and Zipper, but also incorporates travel, death, love, destiny and a fascination with typography and the alphabet. Not bad for a book that is only 152 pages long.
The setting starts in London, moves to Amsterdam, Berlin, Chartres, Egypt, Paris and Istanbul and then back to London again. Each location captured in a manner far more intimate than a mere travel journal.
The characters are fragile (both emotionally and physically) and utterly charming, if not slightly quirky and utterly English at times. The secondary characters, even with the briefest of appearances are equally endearing, such as the dancing tailor and wise camel.
There are other elements of this book that also delighted me. Simple things, like that the title is 'The End of the Alphabet' and the two characters names are Ambrose Zephyr (AZ) and Zappora 'Zipper' Ashkenazi (ZA).
I could rave on for hours as to how much I loved this book, how I wished it had been longer, and how sad I felt when it was finished.
My dear friend Simone brought this book for me as my 'Nerd Book' as she recognized that it included elements of the things I like best such as travel and typography.
I can not thank her enough.
Monday, 7 May 2007
In the not so distant future we will be able to 'print' plastic items from three-dimensional drawings. These printers have existed in industrial design shops for approximately ten years where they are used to test parts etc prior to manufacturing.
"In the future, everyone will have a printer like this at home,” said Hod Lipson, a professor at Cornell University, who has led a project that published a design for a 3-D printer that can be made with about $2,000 in parts. “You can imagine printing a toothbrush, a fork, a shoe. Who knows where it will go from here?”
Three-dimensional printers, often called rapid prototypers, assemble objects out of an array of specks of material, just as traditional printers create images out of dots of ink or toner. They build models in a stack of very thin layers, each created by a liquid or powdered plastic that can be hardened in small spots by precisely applied heat, light or chemicals.
The article acknowledges that they are unsure of what the demand would be for these printers and offer examples like lost cell phone cases and childrens' toys.
I will admit that my dirty mind immediately thought of something else that people might decide to make at home out of plastic, then I grossed myself out.
Saturday, 5 May 2007
It might be because I spend way to many hours typing, but I love this waffle maker that makes waffles shaped like keyboards.
I wonder if I overcook or add too much syrup to my keyboard waffles, whether the "control/apple z" function will undo my mistakes.
Yes, more nerd humour..
Friday, 4 May 2007
There is no particular reason for posting this story today, perhaps I am just in a slightly philosophical mood. Regardless I just like it. It is an old fable of arguable origin. Some say it is a nice metaphor for explaining religion. Perhaps! I just wonder how the elephant felt being felt up by all the blind dudes.
The photo is deliberately of an elephant with his trunk up, for luck of course. I can mix my metaphors if I wish.
ELEPHANT AND THE BLIND MEN
Once upon a time, there lived six blind men in a village. One day the villagers told them, "Hey, there is an elephant in the village today."
They had no idea what an elephant is. They decided, "Even though we would not be able to see it, let us go and feel it anyway." All of them went where the elephant was. Everyone of them touched the elephant.
"Hey, the elephant is a pillar," said the first man who touched his leg.
"Oh, no! it is like a rope," said the second man who touched the tail.
"Oh, no! it is like a thick branch of a tree," said the third man who touched the trunk of the elephant.
"It is like a big hand fan" said the fourth man who touched the ear of the elephant.
"It is like a huge wall," said the fifth man who touched the belly of the elephant.
"It is like a solid pipe," Said the sixth man who touched the tusk of the elephant.
They began to argue about the elephant and everyone of them insisted that he was right. It looked like they were getting agitated. A wise man was passing by and he saw this. He stopped and asked them, "What is the matter?" They said, "We cannot agree to what the elephant is like." Each one of them told what he thought the elephant was like. The wise man calmly explained to them, "All of you are right. The reason every one of you is telling it differently because each one of you touched the different part of the elephant. So, actually the elephant has all those features what you all said."
"Oh!" everyone said. There was no more fight. They felt happy that they were all right.
Thursday, 3 May 2007
US artist Liz Miller, from Minnesota, creates mixed media, wall-based installations that reference natural and computer-based imagery.
Her website has more photos of this lovely work including her artist's statement.
Her motivation is interesting, but I just find the work very beautiful and a long way from my own childish cut-out creations of paper dolls and snow-flakes.
Wednesday, 2 May 2007
This is one of my favourite Australian television series. No need for explanations, just watch and enjoy three of my favourites.
Australian Landmarks - taking the piss out of Americans
Nicorette Ad Road Test
The website www.myheritage.com matches your photo to photos of celebrities.
It is quite fun but I wouldn't take the results with more than a very large grain of salt.
According to my photos I look like:
Gisele Bundchen, Liv Tyler, Reese Witherspoon, Selma Blair, Petra Nemcova, Janet Leigh, Shalom Harlow and Vanessa Marcil.
Sounds great doesn't it.. well I also supposedly look like:
Anthony Kiedis, Billy Bob Thornton, Camilla Parker Bowles and Paula Abdul.
For some reason I found Paula Abdul the most offensive match.
Indulge your ego a little, check it out!
Tuesday, 1 May 2007
I personally don't like this song at all, and didn't even bother listening to all of any versions, but given the date I figured it was timely.
This version is dedicated to podcast pioneer Joe Murphy, who passed away in April. Joe Murphy Mix - First of May Song. To Australians, I guess you could say it's a bit like a Rodney Rude take on the song. Uncle Ken and Dad might like it Steve.
The alternatives are by the Bee Gees or Sarah Brightman. You won't need to eat anything sugary for some time afterwards.
They are all equally horrendous in their own way, you pretty much can't win.
At least the Bee Gees are Australian, I guess.
My family has a beagle called Basil, we have been convinced for years that he not only understands what we say to him but that he talks back. Science has now proved that we are partially correct.
When dogs feel fundamentally positive about something or someone, their tails wag more to the right side of their rumps. When they have negative feelings, their tail wagging is biased to the left.
A study describing the phenomenon, “Asymmetric tail-wagging responses by dogs to different emotive stimuli,” appeared in the March 20 issue of Current Biology. The authors are Giorgio Vallortigara, a neuroscientist at the University of Trieste in Italy, and two veterinarians, Angelo Quaranta and Marcello Siniscalchi, at the University of Bari, also in Italy.
My family will be very interested to see if they expand the study to confirm Basil's 'happy kicks'. When Basil is excited or 'happy' he trots around the garden kicking his front legs out as if he is doing a jig, hence 'happy kicks'.
I believe it is also only a matter of time before we know more about what dogs think. Though I imagine most of Basil's messages to us will be "give me another snack".