tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post4423728264030007493..comments2024-03-11T05:03:14.020-07:00Comments on Ernie's Place: Human NatureErnie Branscombhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06391160783604462511noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-78159616953684784712009-06-28T18:10:35.834-07:002009-06-28T18:10:35.834-07:00thanks penny,
i have a cousin penny and she knows ...thanks penny,<br />i have a cousin penny and she knows more about spyrock than i do. and i don't really consider myself as an elder yet. but thanks for thinking that i could contribute to mendocino county history. things do work differently for me now, as i don't seem to have to do everything myself anymore. river has taken up the quest and gone more places than i have dreamed of yet. he is coming up with great stuff for me as have many others on ernies blog. so much of my family history i've learned right here. and i can't wait to hear the next story. i will be sure to stop at that chevron station i think we did the last time i was in town and pick up the books you are selling there. but this summer we are off to new mexico to see the grandfather and grandmother before we do anything else.spyrockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03685726716755909658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-31854438891553717792009-06-22T08:23:02.997-07:002009-06-22T08:23:02.997-07:00Thanks Penny, it really does make the history come...Thanks Penny, it really does make the history come alive to visit these areas. I can't get over what a huge area George White controlled. One of the things we moderners have to remember is that civilization wasn't along the 101 corridor, but rather the inland stage route and along the coastal roads. I know that that is stating the obvious, yet we tend to be highway 101 centric in our viewing our area, but that is not where the action was over 100 years ago.<br /><br />During my Cahto meeting, I almost claimed to be a Branscomb cousin but I chickened out. Instead I said I was a friend of the Branscomb and one of the fellas lit up and said Benny Branscomb.<br />He hadn't hardly known him, but his reputation with the Indians was good enough to light up one man's face when he heard the name.<br />Thought you would appreciate that Penny.<br /><br />I am still marveling at the beautiful golden broad winged bird with the snake that I saw. I would have thought that I would have seen his redtail as that description fits best, but it was the goldentan wings with a black line at the back edge that grabbed my attention. Maybe it was a semi-mature version of a redtail hawk.<br />Any ideas anyone?omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-36759269688770436112009-06-21T21:19:51.952-07:002009-06-21T21:19:51.952-07:00Spy.
I wish you'd been around during the time ...Spy.<br />I wish you'd been around during the time we were interviewing for the Elder Books. Your stories are great.You're lucky that someone left you with so much history.<br />PennyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-83317393145384537102009-06-21T21:17:06.787-07:002009-06-21T21:17:06.787-07:00omr
You should be an author because you're an ...omr<br />You should be an author because you're an excellent writer. I so enjoy reading the detailed descriptions of your recent ventures. It seems that the more one learns and sets foot on the more passionate we become - historically minded - it truly gets into your blood. Thank you for sharing your information.<br />PennyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-83307305394657354352009-06-18T19:55:20.040-07:002009-06-18T19:55:20.040-07:00After my smile and laughter filled rancheria meeti...After my smile and laughter filled rancheria meeting, I rode the old Cahto trail back over to Covelo and dropped off a few boxes of books at the Covelo library. I made an arrangement to cart-off any of their unwanted books and store them for the Cahto project. <br />This time I rode north out of Round Valley through increasingly more oaks than the agricultural southern part of the valley. The Reservation is in the northwestern part of the valley. The pavement ended and up Mina Road I went on a two and one half hour tour of a lovely area. Lucky ranchers. You go past the Mina Ranch which dates back to 1860. I saw where Hull's Valley Road turned off to the valley where the Haydon's lived.<br />After much winding up and down, the road follows the top of a steep ridgeline as you get closer to Kettenpom. If you look steeply down into the valley to the west there is a line of deciduous green trees in a thick line, I think that that is the Lone Pine Ranch. Saw an awful lot of places I could live!<br />Well, we are full circle to the start of the previous comment. <br />Offering thanks to all my relations!omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-41587640812630164292009-06-18T19:22:24.724-07:002009-06-18T19:22:24.724-07:00The eagle has landed. Near the end of my longride,...The eagle has landed. Near the end of my longride, just outside of Kettenpom a large raptor with a snake in his talong circled above a grove on the mostly meadowed slope. From underneath, the wing feathers were solid golden-tan with black tips running the full length of the wing. I watched a few minutes of circling and soaring, and, of course, the bird ducked into the trees as I reached for the binoculars. (note to self-have binocs on front seat next time). And I saw a hawk with a snake on the ride down from Alderpoint. That was the end of a beautiful ride!<br /><br />My meeting with the rancheria folks went well, really nice people. I made my donation and they were very appreciative, and I told 'em I would get a book drive together. This idea is just a little tiny sprout just now, and even talking too much about it before it gets a form or shape can be risky...but the seed germinated here on Ernie's blog, so it is right to share. <br />We want a focus first on getting children's books together, and as they get the space together, a full on library where people can come and read and get internet access. <br />This is the vision. Warm it and hold it gently for awhile. It is still young.omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-60466310547390175042009-06-16T21:01:32.913-07:002009-06-16T21:01:32.913-07:00Today I rode my pony south to gather more books fo...Today I rode my pony south to gather more books for the project. My thoughts were abnormally quiet and I really saw the landscape in 3D as I drove through beautiful northern Mendocino county. <br />Foolishly, I didn't check ahead and both the Mendo Museum and Ukiah Museum were closed, so I decided to scour the used book stores, and made some good finds, mostly in the better used store in Willits. <br />The best part of the journey was meeting an 80 year old rancher who came into the rock shop I was in. He had a glass covered box with a mandala of a dozen or so obsidian arrowheads he had knapped. Schmoozer that I am, we struck up a conversation and I got his life story, starting with his having been born in the Willits hospital two years after it opened. He talked about plowing up arrowheads on some of the ranches he had or worked on, and I heard a lot about his time in Eden Valley, and his family arriving in 1862...the McCabes I think. He had wonderful carriage for that age, which I complimented him on, and I suggested that he write his history down. I told him how valuable it was for my sister and I to have taped and transcribed about 12 hours of my mother telling her life story. That was a good encounter for both of us.<br /> Sometime this week I will get to rendezvous with the rancheria contact and find out what they are needing, and drop off some books for the adults. <br />I am too old to be in awe of anyone, but it is an honor to get to meet the man who I got connected with. Penny could guess the lineage. <br /> <br />the saga continues...Fierce Bookhunternoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-66259346074262460242009-06-11T22:35:57.510-07:002009-06-11T22:35:57.510-07:00Thank you Penny. I like the conversational style o...Thank you Penny. I like the conversational style of Vol 1 and the early pictures are ever so valuable. I learned that Indian is the best word to use, and that Ruby Branscomb and your Dad, Ben, were highly thought of by the Indians. <br />The Elder series is a wonderful service and a good read. We thank you and your helpers.omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-70360948600014528422009-06-11T21:20:46.615-07:002009-06-11T21:20:46.615-07:00omr.
Congratulations on your trip to Covelo and ba...omr.<br />Congratulations on your trip to Covelo and back thru Poonkinney/Dos Rios. It's a neat countryside through there. I find myself back in the era daydreaming when I'm there. <br />I'll stop by Chevron tomorrow and make sure they still have Vol. I. As I mentioned before, Vol I was our first attempt and there are a lot of inacuracies in it, but I still love the book. Without a beginning we'd have nothing. It's a little hard to read as it wasn't edited, so as to capture the interviewees personality. I'll deliver books to Ernie soon.<br /><br />PennyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-14282297968591089972009-06-11T15:55:32.846-07:002009-06-11T15:55:32.846-07:00whew suz...my head does turn around a few times re...whew suz...my head does turn around a few times reading h'yar.<br />i see you gno how to have feathers come out of your fingertips which are the extensions of your wings, which were made for circling. <br /><br />1)the sound of those road feathers falling preceded the actual sight of them landing, just as thunder precedes lightning. there was a forty foot dead fir trunk with many short moss covered branches standing there, listening. did that evade your question?<br /><br />3)it's all Music to me<br /><br />thanks for sharing pieces of your wings.<br />---------------------------<br /><br />I am just in my first four months of reading on the settler/indian topic, and thanks to serious professionals who have trod this info road there is lots more to go. Yes, there is so much repeated hearsay and bullshistory to discern through...my senior advisors, Ernie and Ben have helped a great deal with that. In a few years I will have more of an overview.<br /><br />Usually before I get out of bed and establish gratitude in my heart, or say something positive to my hairy legged sleeping companion. Right before you fall asleep and immediately upon waking are little doorways into the subconscious mind when you can consciously create a happier groove to follow. Yesterday morning I lurched out of bed quickly to get to an appointment, and failed to find my joy before my ol'aches starting complaining. Maybe if you are happy any bedside'll do, or as Confusion sez: <br />"<i>The side left was the right one, and thus was left</i>".Omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-86934767443170139142009-06-11T10:35:59.750-07:002009-06-11T10:35:59.750-07:00OMR how in fucking hell is a Suzy 2 gnow which sid...OMR how in fucking hell is a Suzy 2 gnow which side of the bed is the right side godamnit shit fuck piss cunt cock whore bitch hell damn shit fuck/!!! Now you got me so confused that i thought 4 a moment that i transplanted all my crystals on the left side of the featherbed but then i found out that if i simply turn my head around * * * * * the left side becomes the right side.. (thats the trick to coping in this dualistic universe --take the time to turn yr head around LOL!) <br /><br />--so anyway but also thnx 4 the offering, yummy! And while i'm here i must say that you are really really going for it in a big time impressive professional manner with the cowboys n indians re-research fieldtrip-triping and running back n 4th 4 gas down along the covello library pass where the stagecoach still runs along side you in telilladvised memories of the lone ranger and tanto crossing your forehead flashing like lightning over the masked mountain between your ears and returning you 2 your senses to double doublecheck on your gasgage and on your self too and on your memory of yourself also and on whats real and whats bullshistory and whats just forgotten nonessential details of repetitious redundancies and everything like that and everything else and so 4th .. <br /><br />It's all coming, you see, together holistically in synchronized anachronistic harmony now as the universe works to align your gas tank with the kozmik pumpnozzle, but just 2 questions i have now 4 you 2 gage if you please..<br /><br />1. if my feathers fell before you got there, did they make a sound?<br />3. was it the same squeaky sound that my pink marker pen makes when i write my tag in Gville?<br /><br />circling in a hold pattern,<br />s\https://www.blogger.com/profile/01423262259410754388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-26745256695303014302009-06-11T08:00:59.628-07:002009-06-11T08:00:59.628-07:00spyrock... I can feel a lot from your post as you ...spyrock... I can feel a lot from your post as you sort through all your feelings and connections. Must be something to have so many relatives, and your past in our wonderful cowboy and indian country. <br />I did go to the Round Valley cemetery but I had no attraction yesterday to seeing all the old family graves, odd as that struck me at the time.<br />In my hurried recounting I failed to mention how small that area got from traveling it. <br />Now we have to be careful in what we say on these blogs... so even tho suz has butt-witted me a few times...I don't dare boot her tailfeathers.omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-10767246857776470362009-06-11T00:00:11.857-07:002009-06-11T00:00:11.857-07:00i'm still reeling from reading genocide and ve...i'm still reeling from reading genocide and vendetta again and river makes the day trip. i was kevin spacey early in the day as well. thinkin alot about my uncle and grandfather. about how tough my uncle was until his wife died and how sad he was after that until he turned into this sweet old cowboy that all the younger generation loved. my uncle lived his entire life as a cowboy after his wife died. he ran a large ranch until he died. when his wife was still alive they ran a dairy, a few beef cattle and had their own rodeo on friday nights with lights back in the 50s. my early years were all about working on a cattle ranch, dairy and working the rodeo. i watched the old westerns for hours as a kid and made my own westerns on the living room floor with playing cards afterwards. so hearing this story of round valley and the yolly bolly explains alot to me. it explains a fearless part of me that otherwise there is no explanation for. every spring my uncle would take his cattle to the mountains. a lot of different places but more recently a place called panoche. there all his grandkids and my kids would spend time in the mountains with jerry ann, my oldest cousin who spent the most time at spyrock. those were great times for those kids.<br />my uncle was a different person to them, he was round valley yolly bolly to me.<br />the yuki history was pretty much wiped out. so if you find something specific let me know. i know that the ta'no'm or slope people lived along the river between spyrock and dos rios. to me the eel river between dos rios and alderpoint is like a crack into another dimension, taking a kayak trip that 40 miles would be life changing, there are people who plan on doing that in the future. making camp grounds every so many miles down river so kids can enjoy the experience.<br />ridgewalker says he has a girlfriend up there that knows everybody and can get the key to all the gates and we can get to the river no problemo. no one will shoot at us or anything. but that hasn't been my experience when i've actually tried to go to spyrock. next time, stop at the cemetery. valley view i think, its a right on your way out of town. but otherwise, sounds like you had a fantastic trip. and a few of susies tail feathers to boot.<br />i've been playing cowboys and indians all my life and im still loving it. although there are scary people on both sides, the good people back then were just so beautiful. in the sermon in 1956 for my great grandma's funeral they said that while she had lived most of her life where there was no church, we know her life displayed the true teachings of christ our savior. her family will do well to pattern their lives after hers. those present to pay their respects will long rmember the wonderful lady she was.spyrockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03685726716755909658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-53165043506736821432009-06-10T19:30:02.229-07:002009-06-10T19:30:02.229-07:00Back to the Covelo road, my energy opened up and ...Back to the Covelo road, my energy opened up and I so enjoyed the lovely river valley and the spectacular blueschist(?) rocks. I noticed off to the right(or south) where Bloody Run must have been. After a lot of level road you climb up to the plaque and pullout overlooking Round Valley and it is one beautiful view. Who could not be moved? Descending into the valley I was happy to see many old oaks still standing. I drove into Covelo, half of which was boarded up, the rest exudes poverty. There were three highway patrol cars in the very small downtown. I drove first to a good sized building being redone inside for their new library/museum. From there I was directed to the Covelo library, a small low budget affair with a few meagre cultural displays. They had a good selection of native and local history, surprisingly good.<br />I photocopied a little out of one out-of-print book and bought their Families pictorial history,and had a nice chat with the native librarian. I enquired whether the reservation had a library, and she said they had given their books to the covelo library already. I then asked her if she knew if the Cahto reservation had a library...bingo...she said she would call her son-in-law who was on their tribal council and find out. He told her they had a few and wanted more, when I asked if they were open to donated books, he responded awesome. we will talk and see if I can help some. The good medecine was flowing again. My attention was drawn to the north end of Round Valley, next time I will drop in from the Trinities.<br />I stopped and got the skinny on the ways in and out of the valley and chose to take the Poonkinney road back over to Dos Rios and the Dos Rios road back to Laytonville. I know from Penny that this is part of the old Cahto trail that so many indians were shuffled along as well as the beef from Round Valley to the Mendocino reservation.<br />The insides of the bowl of the Round Valley are a bit chewed up from logging on the western side, so I drove up through a lot of manzanita and underbrush and small oaks for the climb up over the first ridges. I was thinking about all this stuff we have been talking about here on Ernie's Place, and I had just thought now how does one be a steward to this scarred land when I had to screech to a halt for four large feathers in the road. I gnow enough to leave an offering, and did. They weren't owl feathers. I wrapped them sensitively and smiled... best feathers I have found since '77.<br />Once over the first set of mountains you wind and drop down into a very comfortable and lovely area called Poonkinny. The old books said many indians lived in that area, a lot of rancherias were there. I really liked that area.The Dos Rios road was very pretty like Ernie said Burger Creek was particularly sweet. From there you come back down the hills overlooking Laytonville and past the quarry and you are back in town. <br />spyrock...my new friend with a little history in the Burger Creek area said he had kayaked north on the eel after putting in at Dos Rios and he said that Spyrock and Shell beach were easy to get to that way. He said that the Covelo rez Indians had been deeded a number of archeological sites along the river, that may be one. He said it was the emergence point for their creation myths (Yuki?). I can see why you are drawn to do a Soul-retrieval+ there. <br />So that is my "redroad" travel tale... a tale of human nature and good medecine interwoven, just as it is. I thank all the relations.<br /><br />ps. Penny, I grabbed the last two Volume 1's I saw at the Chevron, unless they have a stash underneath somewhere.omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-1018396352053148052009-06-10T19:26:51.495-07:002009-06-10T19:26:51.495-07:00A high five on fourgettin'.
Because I am get...A high five on fourgettin'. <br /><br />Because I am gettin' better at that all the time, I better tell my travelogue while it is still fresh. A yellowfinch on the porch is serenading me so sweetly it is all I can do to type. <br />Today was the day I had planned to raid the Laytonville chevron for Vol 1 of Through the Eyes of the Elders, go to Covelo to buy their libraries local history book, and then on to the Willits Mendocino museum to stock up on books for some libraries I want to get goin'.<br />I got up on what seemed like the right side of bed, but didn't feel like it most of the morning...leg hurt, mind was angry and spacey, but I set out south. <br />Forty-five not-so-aware miles later I grabbed four Elders (a volume 1!, and a set for a new friend from the Burger Crik area), paid for the books and $40 in gas. I returned to my car and drove off excitedly, planning to look at volume 1 at the Covelo turnoff. As I approached that turnoff I noticed my gas gauge was on EmT and I cursed mightily as I turned around at the Covelo exit and returned to Laytonville. Now, if we imagine feathers flying out of the fouled mouthed as they profanitize, I most certainly filled the car with feathers several times over. I was so mad at my feeblemindedness and then mad at myself for getting mad. Fourgetting all I have learned here at this post to tie our "human nature" to, I declared that's it, my energy is not good enough for this medecine trip and I am going home! The gas gauge turning red south of Laytonville did not improve my disposition... I expected the gas was in someone else's tank by now and I'd have to pay again.<br />After I waited in line hoping to talk to the same teller, a very pleasant calm native man said they had cleared the pump, and asked which pump did I want to use my $$) on. Ahhhh, everything was ok again, and I felt back on my little "redroad" again. <br /><br />end of part 1omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-52964791739307581522009-06-10T00:27:59.847-07:002009-06-10T00:27:59.847-07:001. back in time to
when the white night was talkin...1. back in time to<br />when the white night was talking bakedwords <br />and the pink queen giving head<br />back in time to the abaloney ballonyroom <br />where they fill more and kill less<br />and back in time to Elvis and Jack<br />Kerouac back to Sinatra, Ella, Satchamo<br />singin' on the sunny side of the the street da ma ba da boi..<br />put your troubles in a pocket with a hole in it...<br /><br />2. back in time the dresses on the manikins going up and down like in hG Wells -- the Time Machine -- back to Mary Shelly's Frankenstien <br />is she related to Robin Shelly and <br />who was married to Mary back in time? back in time to Kubla Khan and the pyramids, Suzy, standing by the nile a black cat<br />back to the dinosaur the neandrathal and Kirk...<br /><br />3. back to the beginning before true and false.. before light<br />before heavy and before the tree fell or the angel<br />back to the Void, to memory, to the conjunction of the linear progressions meeting with its perpendicular twin at the beginning of right NOW where there is --peace but i am human and have a pink pen to write my name and here i am --LOL!]\\<br /><br />i think there four i forgot,<br />s\https://www.blogger.com/profile/01423262259410754388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-22778426192535479872009-06-07T21:24:46.347-07:002009-06-07T21:24:46.347-07:00we saw star trek last night and they were rabbit h...we saw star trek last night and they were rabbit holing all over the place. even into the future, back into the past, by the time you got out of there you didn't know if you were a clingon or a rumulon and capt kirk seemed more like the lawyer than the one i used to see on tv.spyrockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03685726716755909658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-85705511578324128832009-06-07T21:20:13.170-07:002009-06-07T21:20:13.170-07:00grandma nye always told me that the undertow would...grandma nye always told me that the undertow would take me all the way to china when i was a little boy beach combing with her in marin county. she used to make art objects out of the rocks and shells she found. we were usually the only people on these beaches back in the 50s some of them were up a farmers road in what is pt reyes national seashore today. throughout my entire surfing experience up and down the california coast, i've continued to experience that pull to china. a rip tide at manressa state beach was taking me to china just the other day. but i think it's just one big circle because i find these glass ball floats from time to time that come to california all the way from china. so it seems to be a two way rabbit hole. some people like to surf and some people like to drill. each to his own.spyrockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03685726716755909658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-76233365327656143162009-06-06T23:20:11.454-07:002009-06-06T23:20:11.454-07:00When things here seems to revolve around cooling y...When things here seems to revolve around cooling y'all are wrong! You do not need cooling if the bits you are drilling with are sharp! Ernie thinks refridgeration is the answer and all it amounts to is MAGIC! When drilling through the earth and you want bits, call suzy blah blah and ask her for my number.<br /><br />OregonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-27127900203320866552009-06-06T22:56:45.697-07:002009-06-06T22:56:45.697-07:00and to think all this time I thought it was a park...and to think all this time I thought it was a parking space.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-62670176383865477652009-06-05T22:13:04.617-07:002009-06-05T22:13:04.617-07:00"Cooler heads" have prevailed once again..."Cooler heads" have prevailed once again!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-10976176470908179002009-06-05T21:47:21.042-07:002009-06-05T21:47:21.042-07:00”Despite the scientists' efforts to combat the...<i>”Despite the scientists' efforts to <b>combat the heat by refrigerating the drilling mud</b> before pumping it down, at twelve kilometers the drill began to approach its maximum heat tolerance. At that depth researchers had estimated that they would encounter rocks at 100°C (212°F), but the actual temperature was about 180°C (356°F)– much higher than anticipated. At that level of heat and pressure, the rocks began to act more like a plastic than a solid, and the hole had a tendency to flow closed whenever the drill bit was pulled out for replacement. Forward progress became impossible without some technological breakthroughs and major renovations of the equipment on hand, so drilling stopped on the SG-3 branch. If the hole had reached the initial goal of 15,000 meters, temperatures would have reached a projected 300°C (572°F).</i><br /><br />As anyone should have guessed, the secret to drilling a hole through center of the Earth depends entirely on adequate <b>Refrigeration Technology. </b><br /><br />Having solved the refrigeration problem, the rest is simple:<br />On the surface of the Earth there are four directions, North, East, South, and West. When drilling through the center of the Earth there are only TWO directions, Down and Up, Just like everything is South from the North Pole. North and South are 180 degrees apart, the same as Down and Up are 180 degrees apart.<br /><br />To get to China on the surface you can go straight North to the pole then go straight south to China. When going through the center of the Earth you go straight down to the center of the Earth then straight up to China. So it all works on paper.Ernie Branscombhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06391160783604462511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-41111373775801097232009-06-05T18:36:43.576-07:002009-06-05T18:36:43.576-07:00I would think Suzy would know about the Kola Super...I would think Suzy would know about the <a href="http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=567" rel="nofollow">Kola Superdeep Borehole</a>.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-90352421215130237712009-06-05T18:20:29.765-07:002009-06-05T18:20:29.765-07:00uhhhh...Canton, Illinois was named in 1825 by its ...uhhhh...Canton, Illinois was named in 1825 by its first settler who believed it was the antipode of that Chinese town.omrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-924013241079711992.post-45987154616691805712009-06-05T16:57:54.356-07:002009-06-05T16:57:54.356-07:00If Omr was half the re:re:searcher you folks seem ...If Omr was half the re:re:searcher you folks seem to think he is, he would have come up with fascinating details for your blososphers.<br />For instance, there are actually hole obstructionists who think nothing of using a <a href="http://www.amrottclub.org/dig.htm" rel="nofollow">"corrective squirt"</a> on the hole construction workers. <br /><a href="http://www.counterpunch.org/roberts08082007.html" rel="nofollow">Counterpunch</a> informed us that Uncle Sam and the bankers are meeting in the hole to China, so expect delays, but if you are carrying gold they will hurry you through.<br />Another hole to avoid is Josh's <a href="http://slowholetochina.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Slow Hole</a> to China which will end you up in a teacher's purgatory. If you thought teaching English to bloggers was frustrating...don't go there. <br />This <a href="http://www.pro-rock.com/v6/lyrics_shtc.html" rel="nofollow">songwriter</a> made an album out of the experience of digging another slow hole:<br />"Dig a slow hole to China<br />Blacker than a miner<br />No turn un-stoned I trample<br />Hold my candle's handle"...<br /><br />And a Mayanesqe chorus: <br />"If it's too shallow then dig it more deep<br />If it's too narrow then dig it more wide<br />If you see a point of light<br />Shake hands with the other side<br />If it's too shallow then dig it more deep<br />If it's too narrow then dig it more wide<br />If you see the point of light<br />Shake hands with the other side"<br />Awwww.<br /><br />Got your back Suzy Blah Blah.<br />What have you got to say Omr?Yahoo Speaksnoreply@blogger.com