The Earth Abides

Haven’t been blogging much, so here’s something to tide you over ’till I get back to it.

Amazing Sights (Can’t embed it.)

The song is “Night Ride Across the Caucasus” sung by Loreena McKennitt, and the lyrics are:

Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on

There are visions; there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires; there is laughter
There’s the sound of a thousand doves

In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
They are watching, waiting
They are witnessing life’s mysteries

Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o’er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny

Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the time is now lost

Find the answers; ask the questions
Find the boles of the clear ancient tree
Take me dancing; take me singing
I ride on too waits the sea
I ride on

In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost

Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient tree
Take me dancing, take me singing
I’ll ride on till the moon meets the sea

Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on
Ride on through the night, ride on

I suggest full screen, and crank it. It’s worth your eight minutes.

Too Cool

Hobbyists still do some of the coolest stuff.  And I bet it gives our overlords nightmares:

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5OZCWaJBdc&rel=0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3&w=640&h=390]

Your own unmanned aerial reconnaissance drone!

Mom Update

I went to see her yesterday in Cardiac ICU.  They’d tried to take her off the ventilator, but she’s not breathing deeply enough on her own yet, so the tube went back in. 

As a consequence, she can’t talk.  As I stood at the foot of her bed, I said “It must be frustrating not being able to talk.”  She nodded her head.  “I’ll just stand here and savor the moment, then.”

That earned me the stink-eye.

“You can kick my ass later.”  Vigorous nod.

I Got Nothin’ for You

My mom had open-heart surgery today – two valves replaced.  She should be coming out of anesthesia late tonight, and will be in ICU for two to three days, followed by 9-10 more in CCU.  She’s 77 and tough (she’s already had both knees replaced – and watched the surgery on a TV monitor as they did the first one.)  I think if she could have been conscious for this, she’d have watched too.

Anyway, I’ll be spending some time after work at the hospital for the next few days, so blogging will most probably be light.

Crank up Your Speakers

A European Shell commercial that is music for car enthusiasts:

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_kwxzU4wL4]

From a comment at The Truth About Cars review of the Bugatti Veyron comes this bit of universal truth:

I could never afford one, but I don’t want to live in a world where things like this are not possible.

The complete inverse, I gather, of what the proles are supposed to feel.