more bookpiles

Well I went back and redid the original bookpile to include the missing title. The additional book, Biblioholism: The Literary Addiction, I got a few years ago at a used bookshop in West Philly. I had lost my mind as usual when walking into a bookstore and, conveniently forgetting I was broke, filled my arms with books. I managed to snap out of it before going up to pay and was trying to decide what to put back when I leaned against a shelf and a book fell out on my head. It was that one. I had to laugh. And I had to buy it.

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Since that bookpile is more random books that I felt like putting together than what they asked for though, I also did another one with titles that I feel describe LT itself, its users, employees, or features.

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Now I need to reshelve all the books that are strewn all over my apartment from this.

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librarything

I’m still just as obsessed with LibraryThing as when I discovered it two years ago. If you haven’t checked out the site before, you really should, because it’s fantastic. I get so much pleasure out of cataloging and tagging and talking about my books, I really should be a librarian. They recently hit 30 million books cataloged so are having a bookpile contest to celebrate. I’ve never entered before but decided to go for it this time. What I came up with is below. All the entries can be seen on flickr.

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Books in the pile, top to bottom:
The Poetry and Short Stories of Dorothy Parker
To Hell and Back
The Iliad
Rory O’More
A Death on Crooked Lake
Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth
Breaking the Limit
The American Quilt
The Complete Walker IV
Little Big Man
Whores and Thieves of the Worst Kind
At Home with Books
The Tender Bar
Alice in Wonderland / Through the Looking Glass
Everything is Miscellaneous
Trinity
Ye Yaille Chere

One book which I meant to put in the pile but completely forgot about until just now is Biblioholism: The Literary Addiction. Damn. Might be worth a redo just for that title. (Yes, I am that anal. Let’s call it “pays attention to detail.”)

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amazing control

Italian motorcycle police in the 1950s:

That is some display.

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Where the hell is Matt?

This guy is my hero.


Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

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American Borders

I’m currently reading American Borders by Carla King. The woman rides around the borders of the United States on a Ural (cool looking Russian sidecar motorcycle). I can’t get enough of books like this and it makes me want to quit my job and ride around the country for a few months. Of course, not being independently wealthy, I can’t do that. What I can do is save up my vacation time (accrued, annoying) and try for a 2 week trip next summer. Or maybe I could swing a 4 week trip with some unpaid time off in there. Either way, I’m really not good at accruing vacation days because I tend to use them one or two at a time on long weekend trips. With a specific big trip to work towards, it might be a little easier though. Hopefully.

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Macy

Congrats to Julia and Adam and big sisters McKenzie and Michaela! The new addition is so cute.

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Traveling a lot

I’ve been doing a lot of traveling lately. I was home a total of 4 days in May, and then I was away the first two weeks of June. Here’s a recap of the most interesting stuff:

San Francisco

Eddie Rickenbacker’s is a fantastic bar that has all these old motorcycles hanging from the ceiling - mostly Harleys and Indians with a bunch of other older ones thrown in. I think there was one bike from the ’50s, with all the other ones being even older. A lot were the almost bicycle looking ones with pedals. They have one ‘41 Indian that had been given to Clark Gable by MGM. Apparently the owner sits in a recliner in the front all day long and tells people about it but he was actually in the hospital while I was there so I didn’t get a chance to talk with him. One last cool thing - the fat cat that wanders around and all over the bar.

I toured the USS Pampanito, a submarine from WWII. That kind of thing is interesting to me because my grandfather was in the Navy in WWII, although he was on a LSM (landing ship medium) and not a submarine. The quarters in there were ridiculously tight. I don’t know how they stood it.

I saw Tyrone Wells at the Red Devil Lounge. It was a cool little venue, kind of reminded me of the Troc. Wells was good although I honestly can’t remember the name of the opener. Wells was more soul and the opener was more emo I think, which I’m not at all into.

The Plough & the Stars in SF is so much better than the one in Philly. They have live music almost every night, whether its Irish or bluegrass, an actual concert or a jam session, or even set dancers. I’ve heard the one in Philly has Irish music on Sunday afternoons but I’ve never been. I know it’s pretty crappy and crowded on Friday and Saturday nights but that’s because it’s in Old City. While I was in SF, I went on a night with an Irish jam session and had a great time, ended up talking with some of the Gasmen most of the night. They opened for Gaelic Storm back before Titanic made them big.

I also saw the Ed Earley Band at Biscuits and Blues. Another cool venue although it was practically empty that night. The band was good, great rhythm and blues going on.

One last thing about San Francisco - it has absolutely amazing weather to walk around in, and motorcycles are everywhere - on the road, tons of parking for them. I’d love to see Philly get into that.

Camp Jam in the Pines

This was my first time at Camp Jam although my dad had gone before. I had a great time even though it rained for half the weekend. Everyone still stood or danced in the rain though to see the great musicians playing. Friday night had a sort of Cajun / blues theme going on so that was my favorite night. I saw the Red Stick Ramblers again along with Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys - both were really good. It was at a really nice campground too, which is surprising for South Jersey. Most of the ones here are not in good shape but I would definitely go to Old Cedar Campground again. Actually I’m already scheduled to go there this fall for Camp Jam again (they do spring and fall festivals every year).

North Carolina

I went down to North Carolina on Memorial Day weekend to visit my cousin and her husband and check out their new house. Raleigh is a nice little city, although it feels more like a small town. The people there are way too friendly for my comfort zone, although I think coming from the North East I’m weirded out if people even look at me. We actually spent most of the weekend backpacking though. It was my second trip and their first so we did a 2 nighter in the Uwharrie Lakes Region. Beautiful and we kept crossing over a creek so we got to use my new water filtration system - the Katadyn Hiker Pro. I highly recommend it. Lightweight, quick, and works like a charm. The water was pretty tasty too. One other piece of new equipment I got to try out was my Thermarest Trekker Chair. Nothing feels better after hiking all day than having a comfortable chair to sit in, but since any kind of camp chair or stool weighs more than I want to carry this was a great solution. I bring a Thermarest any way and that slides right into the extremely lightweight “chair” (really just a fabric pocket) and it’s oh so comfy.

Usually when you go camping with someone new, you get to see their gear and then you have a new list of things you “need” to have for next time. Well my cousins had the tent I already knew I wanted - REI’s Quarter Dome T2 - but it was nice to see it in action and made me want it more. It actually weighs less than my current one person tent, and has room to sit up and store your pack. They had a hammock too, which was cool and made me look into camping hammocks where I found the Hennesy Backpacker Hammock. With a mesh top and even a rainfly, who needs a tent? It can actually be set up as a tent with two hiking poles though if trees aren’t available for hanging from. Plus, since you’re off the ground there’s also no need for a Thermarest, and you can just sit in your hammock so no need for a chair either. Having a hammock would save so much weight. It might be my next purchase instead of the new tent.

Miami

Well Miami turned out to be not that interesting because it was a quick trip where I worked late every night and wasn’t feeling well the whole time. I did get to go to a nice Argentinian restaurant though, although I’m totally blanking on the name right now. Maybe it’ll come to me later.

North Jersey

North Jersey doesn’t sound too exciting but since I had just been gone for a month and had barely any chance to ride my new bike, I decided to take it with me to North Jersey for the two weeks I was there. I got in a lot of solo riding time, in addition to longer distance riding, and I feel much more capable on the bike. Not all my riding was solo though since a friend of mine who rides lives near where I was staying so I got a chance to ride with her a couple nights too. I mainly spent my time riding to state parks since they’re generally a free destination and are usually surrounded by nice roads. I managed to get to Hopatcong, Washington Crossing, Round Valley, and Spruce Run. I passed 1,000 miles on the bike while I was up there too which made me pretty happy.

Appel Farm

I went to the 20th year of Appel Farm’s Arts and Music Festival. My family has been going for 18 of those years and we always get our tickets ahead of time so we were definitely attending, despite the 103 degree temperature. We set up canopies so we weren’t right in the sun but it was brutal. Great musicians but we ended up leaving early and missing both stages’ headliners because it was just so damn hot.

Scranton

What’s interesting in Scranton? Cliff jumping near a big dam and some waterfalls. You have to walk along some railroad tracks and then go down a trail to get there so I think we were technically trespassing but it was a great spot. Obviously well used by the locals so it’s not like we were going to get in trouble for being there. I didn’t do more than a 12 foot jump because I’m a baby but there were some people I was with doing maybe 30? I’m awful at guessing heights. Some locals who came and sat at the top of the dam getting stoned for an hour then proceeded to jump from the very top. I felt like I was about to watch someone die but they made it. I guess they’re used to the place. We brought goggles to check below the surface for any rocks or whatever before jumping but they just went right in. It was a gorgeous spot though and I plan on going back.

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2003 Sportster 1200

Well, I did it. After I took the BRC and got my license, I went out and bought a motorcycle. It’s been almost a month now and I’m loving it. Today I put an engine guard on that I got off ebay so that’s why I finally got around to taking pictures. I got myself a Craftsman mechanics tool set on sale, plus a few additional tools I’ll need for general maintenance. I have all the HD manuals for my bike, also the Clymer manual and a basic motorcycle maintenance book, and the Fix My Hog Sportster DVDs, so I plan on doing almost everything myself.


I’m so proud of myself for putting this on. Not that it was particularly hard but I’ve never really done anything like it before. I picked up a spanner wrench today to work on the rear shocks next. I need to fix the preload for my weight. I also have some saddlebags coming and I might need to relocate my rear turn signals to get them on. I’d have to look into the electrical system more before tackling that one.


After a little wash. I need to pick up some cleaner my neighbor told me about and then I’ll polish all the chrome too.

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basic rider course

I passed my BRC this weekend. The class was a lot of fun, and had about 1/3 women which was pretty cool. Went to the DMV today to trade in my paperwork for the M on my license but the system was down (statewide, awesome) so I have to go back tomorrow. I have my eye on a 2003 Sportster 1200C at a dealership nearby and will probably get it this weekend. There’s a Garage Party happening Thursday that I’m going to check out first.

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TIME: The Real Meaning of 4,000 Dead

The Real Meaning of 4,000 Dead
Wednesday, Mar. 26, 2008
By LIEUT. SEAN WALSH

The passing of the 4,000th service member in Iraq is a tragic milestone and a testament to the cost of this war, but for those of us who live and fight in Iraq, we measure that cost in smaller, but much more personal numbers. For me those numbers are 8, the number of friends and classmates killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, and 3, the number of soldiers from my unit killed in this deployment. I’m 25, yet I’ve received more notifications for funerals than invitations to weddings.

The number 4,000 is too great to grasp even for us that are here in Iraq. When we soldiers read the newspaper, the latest AP casualty figures are glanced over with the same casual interest as a box score for a sport you don’t follow. I am certain that I am not alone when I open up the Stars and Stripes, the military’s daily paper, and immediately search for the section with the names of the fallen to see if they include anyone I know. While in a combat outpost in southwest Baghdad, it was in that distinctive bold Arial print in a two-week-old copy of the Stars and Stripes that I read that my best friend had been killed in Afghanistan. No phone call from a mutual friend or a visit to his family. All that had come and gone by the time I had learned about his death. I sometimes wonder, if I hadn’t picked up that paper, how much longer I would have gone by without knowing — perhaps another day, perhaps a week or longer until I could find the time and the means to check my e-mail to find my messages unanswered and a death notification from a West Point distro list in my inbox. The dead in Afghanistan don’t seem to inspire the keeping of lists the same way that those in Iraq do, but even if they did it wouldn’t matter; he could only be number 7 to me.

I’m not asking for pity, only understanding for the cost of this war. We did, after all, volunteer for the Army and that is the key distinction between this army and the army of the Vietnam War. But even as I ask for that understanding I’m almost certain that you won’t be able to obtain it. Even Shakespeare, with his now overused notion of soldiers as a “band of brothers,” fails to capture the bonds, the sense of responsibility to each other, among soldiers. In many ways, Iraq has become my home (by the time my deployment ends I will have spent more time here than anywhere else in the army) and the soldiers I share that home with have become my family. Between working, eating and sleeping within a few feet of the same soldiers every single day, I doubt I am away from them for more than two hours a day. I’m engaged to the love of my life, but it will take several years of marriage before I’ve spent as much time with her as I have with the men I serve with today.

For the vast majority of Americans who don’t have a loved one overseas, the only number they have to attempt to grasp the Iraq War is 4,000. I would ask that when you see that number, try to remember that it is made up of over 1 million smaller numbers; that every one of the 1 million service members who have fought in Iraq has his or her own personal numbers. Over 1 million 8’s and 3’s. When you are evaluating the price of the war, weighing potential rewards versus cost in blood and treasure, I would ask you to consider what is worth the lives of three of your loved ones? Or eight? Or more? It would be a tragedy for my 8 and 3 to have died without us being able to complete our mission, but it maybe even more tragic for 8 and 3 to become anything higher.

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