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She's Gone where the Goblins Go

Had a very busy weekend. Much work, much sysadmin, and much debugging.

This weekend, the Archery Club had 41 people sign up for lessons. This is huge. It means three sessions, when we have never filled more than two. Perhaps we need to thank the Hunger Games for much of that. Certainly a lot of it was the new phenomenon of mothers bringing their adolescent daughters, sometimes both of them signing up for the course, which is great because it means that archery is getting the attention it deserves IMHO. But it was also a good spread of kids and adults. The oldest new students are a retired couple in their late sixties, and we have a couple of kids as young as 8. Very proud of my little club and what we've been able to accomplish in the past few months, and a little flattered by the trust the members have put in me.

And in other news, TINA's gone. I've thought about how best to say how this makes me feel. All I can come up with is one of those trivial facts about her that sums things up.

"She put air in everyone's ice cream."

Yep. That's about it. She made the world just that little bit meaner and cheaper. With questionable motives. Terrible of me to talk about the dead like that, but there you are. A lot of comparisons between her and Reagan. I agree with the similarities, if not the interpretation of them.

Anyway, it's the end of an era. This was the soundtrack, as I recall:


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Apr. 8th, 2013 05:56 pm (UTC)
Too bad we don't live near you. My son just made me two traditional bows, one out of yellow birch, the other out of horn beam. The second one is a center shot and it's a beauty. My first attempt at archery.
Apr. 8th, 2013 07:32 pm (UTC)
I would love to see them both, but especially the hornbeam. I was considering growing a hornbeam in the front yard because I love the flowers. But it would be useful, too. If you ever come down the 401 for any reason, feel free to drop by and I'll take you out to the outdoor range.

It's interesting how the demographics are changing. Five years ago, it was a mostly hunters club. We're now getting a lot more traditional bowmen. One is a master carpenter who makes his own arrows. Now we have a whole new generation coming on, and some of them are real naturals. It's a great time to be here.

I've only owned one bow, it's a Damon Hewitt x-200 that I got from an estate sale. It's almost as old as I am, having been fashioned by hand in their old factory before it was sold to Martin. They still make beautiful bows, but not like this.
Apr. 9th, 2013 09:35 am (UTC)
The Final Cut was playing in my head all day yesterday. Also this:

Apr. 9th, 2013 09:36 am (UTC)
Didn't you do something like a high-school thesis on TFC?
Apr. 9th, 2013 09:52 am (UTC)
I did. I can't believe you remember that!
Apr. 9th, 2013 01:05 pm (UTC)
It mattered at the time, when I had to know EVERYTHING. I've got to say, though, looking back. It's a pretty bad album. I mean REALLY bad. It reminds me of many of my short stories. The ones that have been rejected something like thirty times. That bad.

I think I'll put it on, though. It's one of the only post-Syd Pink Floyd albums I actually own.
Apr. 9th, 2013 01:17 pm (UTC)
I actually still like it, but with a lot of things, it's impossible to separate the content from the nostalgia. I like to play it in my head when I can't sleep. Usually I don't make it past The Gunner's Dream, but if I get all the way to The Fletcher Memorial Home I know it's time to pop a Vicodin.
Apr. 9th, 2013 01:26 pm (UTC)
Love the icon.

Well, that's the problem, isn't it? It's actually a very insightful album. A paean to combat PTSD by a person whose never suffered either combat or PTSD.

The song "One of the Few" is brilliant, for example. It sums up the survivor's dilemma so very well, and puts the psychopathic spin on it that so often happens.

Through the whole album, the first person songs, like that one, are real. The second and third person ones, though, are maudlin. I count "The Gunner's Dream" as one.

But, of course, the teenager in me loves them, too. "You can hide, hide, hide, behind paranoid eyes."
Apr. 9th, 2013 01:56 pm (UTC)
haha, I always interpreted One of the Few as a passive-aggressive swipe at all the rotten teachers poor misunderstood little Roger Waters had to deal with growing up. Because, clearly, he didn't get enough of that shit out of his system in The Wall.
Apr. 9th, 2013 02:30 pm (UTC)
Yep. That makes sense.
Apr. 9th, 2013 01:31 pm (UTC)
And yes, I recognize that "One of the Few" is actually second person, but it sounds like a confession.
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