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		<title>Car Tripping</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[All from a cross-country drive spanning June 7-21. A low-riding Volvo from New Jersey to Philadelphia&#8230; &#8230;drove to Kooser State Park in Pennsylvania on June 7&#8230; &#8230;through Ohio to Shades State Park, Indiana on June 9&#8230; &#8230; to a campsite off the Mississippi in Illinois on June 10 &#8230; &#8230; then Great River Bluffs State [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>All from a cross-country drive spanning June 7-21.</em></p>
<p>A low-riding Volvo from New Jersey to Philadelphia&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0798.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0798-300x225.jpg" alt="A low riding &#039;93 Volvo wagon" title="The Vehicle" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1093" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230;drove to Kooser State Park in Pennsylvania on June 7&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0806.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0806-300x225.jpg" alt="A headlamp-lit tent in the evening hours." title="Kooser State Park, PA - Evening Campsite" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1094" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0808.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0808-300x225.jpg" alt="The Volvo&#039;s doors are wide open while the tent is deconstructed" title="Kooser State Park - Daytime" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1095" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230;through Ohio to Shades State Park, Indiana on June 9&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0824.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0824-300x225.jpg" alt="Indiana Campsite" title="Shades State Park, Indiana" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1106" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; to a campsite off the Mississippi in Illinois on June 10 &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0845.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0845-300x225.jpg" alt="Car door open, tent and table above." title="Campsite off the Mississippi" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1107" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; then Great River Bluffs State Park in Minnesota on June 11 &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0865.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0865-300x225.jpg" alt="Camp packed, the car is ready to go" title="Great River Bluffs, Minnesota" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1111" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; outside of Bob&#8217;s Diner on June 12, we check in on low riding-ness &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0881.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0881-300x225.jpg" alt="Ride low, sweet Volvo" title="Ride low, sweet Volvo" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1114" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; still low.  Continue to Vermillion State Recreation Area, June 12 &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0890.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0890-300x225.jpg" alt="The tent sits behind a wagon-style covered table" title="Vermillion State Recreation Area" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1117" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; and then see some Presidents on June 15th &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0935.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0935-300x225.jpg" alt="The dead presidents faces peek out of Mount Rushmore" title="Mount Rushmore Faces" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1127" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; and also Crazy Horse &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0931.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0931-300x225.jpg" alt="A silhouette of the projected crazy horse sits in front of the actual sculpture" title="Crazy Horse progress with model" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1126" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; but before all that, we got to see The House on the Rock&#8217;s Infinity Room &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0853.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0853-300x225.jpg" alt="A seemingly infinitely long room" title="The Infinity Room" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1108" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; which looks like this from the outside &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0856.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_0856-300x225.jpg" alt="Photo of a photo of the infinity room exterior" title="Photo of a photo of the infinity room exterior" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1109" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; but not backwards, forwards, cross the Utah Salt Flats &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1053.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1053-300x225.jpg" alt="A sea of Salt" title="Salt Flats" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1154" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1054.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1054-300x225.jpg" alt="I stand on salt" title="I stand on salt" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1155" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1055.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1055-300x225.jpg" alt="A close up of the salt - it looks like snow." title="Salt close up" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1156" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; and into Sonoma county &#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1062.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/img_1062-300x225.jpg" alt="Silhouette of a winemaker standing above the sunset-lit highway" title="Vintner Statue in Sonoma" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1157" /></a></p>
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		<title>Words from The Illuminatus! Trilogy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 13:22:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just finished the The Illuminatus! Trilogy. I toted this tome in my bag for two months, going across the country, coming back, and breaking to read other books. Even though I&#8217;ve been very committed to the novel, I&#8217;m not sad to see it&#8217;s end. I would recommend it, but only if you have a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Illuminatusn.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Illuminatusn.jpg" alt="The book cover of The Illuminatus! Trilogy" title="Illuminatus! Trilogy Cover" width="181" height="271" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-1000" /></a> I just finished the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Illuminatus-Trilogy-Pyramid-Golden-Leviathan/dp/0440539811">The Illuminatus! Trilogy</a>.  I toted this tome in my bag for two months, going across the country, coming back, and breaking to read other books.  Even though I&#8217;ve been very committed to the novel, <a href="/2006/10/19/post-coitalpost-novel/">I&#8217;m not sad to see it&#8217;s end</a>.  I would recommend it, but only if you have a high tolerance for wacky sci-fi nonsense and knowing winks from the authors.</p>
<p>But, the reason we&#8217;re here (or clicking the back button) right now is to read a list of definitions of words that I picked out of the book.  There were many more I didn&#8217;t know so well, but we&#8217;ll just stick to this short list for now.</p>
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<p><strong>umbrage</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>a feeling of anger caused by being offended</p></blockquote>
<p>Context (p20):</p>
<blockquote><p>and at the same time he observed an increased blandness in Muldoon&#8217;s features indicating that he, too, had noted it and was prepared to take umbrage</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>erudite</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>having or showing profound knowledge</p></blockquote>
<p>I lost the context, but noted that it was &#8220;regarding knowledge&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>stochastic</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>being or having a random variable</p></blockquote>
<p>Also lost context on this one, but it was regarding a &#8220;generated pattern&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>asperity</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>something hard to endure</p></blockquote>
<p>Context (p26):</p>
<p>Regarding the president chastising the VP for saying &#8220;WOP&#8221;:</p>
<blockquote><p>He spoke with some asperity, since he lived daily with the dread that someday the secret tapes he kept of all Oval Room transactions would be released to the public.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>mendacious</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>given to lying</p></blockquote>
<p>I think of &#8220;mentir&#8221;, Spanish for &#8220;to lie&#8221;</p>
<p>Context (p?):</p>
<blockquote><p>In this moment, now, as I tighten the trigger, the tyrant dies, and with him all the lies of a cruel, mendacious epoch.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>pons asinorum</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>latin for &#8220;bridge of asses&#8221;</p></blockquote>
<p>See <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pons_asinorum">Pons Asinorum on Wikipedia</a> for a way better explanation.</p>
<p>Context (p100):</p>
<p>(Didn&#8217;t record it)</p>
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<p><strong>satrap</strong></p>
<p>Definition (from <a href="http://wordnetweb.princeton.edu/perl/webwn?s=satrap">Princeton Wordnet</a>):</p>
<blockquote><p>a governor of a province in ancient Persia</p></blockquote>
<p>A perhaps more apt definition for context below (from <a href="http://ablemedia.com/ctcweb/glossary/glossarys.html">classics technology center</a>):</p>
<blockquote><p>a Persian title that literally means &#8220;protector of power&#8221;; satraps were essentially administrative governors, ruling a satrapy</p></blockquote>
<p>Context (p345):</p>
<blockquote><p>He was an old man, and he was tired of being their servant, or satrap, or satellite</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>rictus</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>a gaping grimace</p></blockquote>
<p>Context:</p>
<blockquote><p>and he begins to grin a rictus not of omnipotence such as he had expected but of something different and unexpected and therefore better &#8211; omniscience</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>aphorism</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>a short pithy instructive saying</p></blockquote>
<p>Context (p386):</p>
<blockquote><p>&#8220;You might say, &#8221; Moon&#8217;s voice betraid pride in the aphorism he was about to unleash, &#8220;mankind is a stautory ape.&#8221;</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Wordsmith Words</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2010 13:27:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[More words I like from the Wordsmith Word-a-Day Mailing List Star Chamber A court or group marked by arbitrary, oppressive, and secretive procedures. Locum A person filling in for another, especially for a doctor or clergyman. Steenth 1. Latest in an indefinitely long sequence. 2. One sixteenth. [Alteration of the word sixteenth.] Also, the Wordsmith [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>More words I like from the <a href="http://wordsmith.org/awad/">Wordsmith Word-a-Day Mailing List</a></p>
<p><strong>Star Chamber</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>A court or group marked by arbitrary, oppressive, and secretive procedures.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>Locum</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>A person filling in for another, especially for a doctor or clergyman.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>Steenth</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>1. Latest in an indefinitely long sequence.<br />
2. One sixteenth.</p>
<p>[Alteration of the word sixteenth.]</p></blockquote>
<p>Also, the Wordsmith included this:</p>
<blockquote><p>Notes: The formation of the word &#8220;steenth&#8221; from &#8220;sixteenth&#8221; took place through a process called aphesis (from Greek, literally &#8220;a letting go&#8221;). Aphesis is when an unstressed sound from the beginning of a word get lost over time.</p>
<p>Some other examples are:<br />
&#8220;cute&#8221; from &#8220;acute&#8221;<br />
&#8220;&#8217;tis&#8221; from &#8220;it is&#8221;<br />
&#8220;gypsy&#8221; from &#8220;Egyptian&#8221;, from the belief that Gypsies came from Egypt (they actually came from India).</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>Trichotillomania</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>A compulsion to pull out one&#8217;s hair.</p>
<p>[From Greek tricho- (hair) + tillein (to pluck, pull out) + -mania (excessive enthusiasm or craze).]</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>paper tiger</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>One who is outwardly strong and powerful but is in fact powerless and ineffectual.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Buckeye Arizona Morning</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:21:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[March 21, 2010 &#8211; Buckeye, Arizona I wake up in a smelly motel room. Time to talk awake, and take a walk. I start on the sidewalk. Then I take to the road. My destination, a big statue, stands 40 feet tall in the distance. Walk walk walk. Stand proud, giant hobo. I wonder who [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>March 21, 2010 &#8211; Buckeye, Arizona</strong></p>
<p>I wake up in a smelly motel room.  Time to talk awake, and take a walk.  I start on the sidewalk.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0332.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-839" title="Star in the Crack" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0332-300x225.jpg" alt="A Botanic Star" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>Then I take to the road.  My destination, a big statue, stands 40 feet tall in the distance.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0334.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-853" title="Distant Destination" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0334-225x300.jpg" alt="A 40 Foot Man Stands at the end of a road." width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>Walk walk walk.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0336.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-840" title="Hobo Joe Near House" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0336-300x225.jpg" alt="The man is a big statue." width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>Stand proud, giant hobo.  I wonder who would have put the fellow here.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0338.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-849" title="Hobo Joe Closeup" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0338-225x300.jpg" alt="A closeup on the upper half of Hobo Joe" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
<p>A plaque sits on the hobo&#8217;s pedestal&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0339.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-842" title="Hobo Joe Plaque" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0339-300x225.jpg" alt="???" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>&#8230; and leaves me more confused.  It reads:</p>
<blockquote class="center"><p><strong>Hobo Joe</strong><br />
Built by and<br />
stands in memory of<br />
<strong>Marvin Ransdale</strong><br />
(1928-1988)<br />
by<br />
his good friend<br />
<strong>Ramon Gillum</strong><br />
July, 1989</p></blockquote>
<p>Did Marvin build it in his own memory?  Did Ramon build it for Marvin?  Perhaps they build it together, but come July, 1989 only Ramon was around to remember Marvin&#8217;s contribution?  I&#8217;m not sure.</p>
<p>But the hobo lives near a meat processing plant.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0341.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-843" title="Hobo Joe and the Meat Plant" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0341-300x225.jpg" alt="Joe stands near the meat processing facility." width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>I begin looping back to the hotel, and meet an owl guide.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0344.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-844" title="Owl Spirit Guide" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0344-300x225.jpg" alt="An plastic owl with a missing eye glares at you." width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>He reveals to me the mysteries of waste and tools left out by citizens of Buckeye.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0346.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0346-300x225.jpg" alt="A tractor hides behind a wire linked fence." title="Tractor Behind Fence" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-863" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0347.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0347-300x225.jpg" alt="Rusty pipes look at you from atop a flat trailer bed." title="Pipes on a Trailer" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-864" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0349.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-845" title="Thorny Stem" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0349-300x225.jpg" alt="A green branch with orange thorns points at you." width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0351.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-846" title="Circuit City" src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0351-300x225.jpg" alt="A cityscape made of circuitry." width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p>Done with waste, I continue with the drive thru to the motel.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0356.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/img_0356-300x225.jpg" alt="A fast food drive thru, leading nowhere." title="Drive Through" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-865" /></a></p>
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		<title>Nintendo and Chamber Music</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 14:31:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I played tons of video games as a kid; one of my favorite themes was from the Nintendo game &#8220;Metroid&#8221;. Here&#8217;s the theme if you don&#8217;t know it. It gets good at 30 seconds if you want to skip. 8-bit Nintendo video game music charms me still. The Nintendo could have five channels of sound, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I played tons of video games as a kid; one of my favorite themes was from the Nintendo game &#8220;Metroid&#8221;.  Here&#8217;s the theme if you don&#8217;t know it.  It gets good at 30 seconds if you want to skip.</p>
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<p>8-bit Nintendo video game music charms me still.  The Nintendo could have five channels of sound, one capable of a sampled sound (thanks, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Video_game_music">Wikipedia article &#8220;Video Game Music&#8221;</a>).  This restriction lends a chamber music feel to the music that I really missed once game technology improved.</p>
<p>This may be a blasphemous to some, but here&#8217;s a Bach fugue with four voices for comparison.  I would like to hear the Nintendo perform some Bach fugues one day.</p>
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<p>What delights me about the game music is also presenet in chamber music.  Chamber music is named as such because it could be performed in small palace chambers.  Composers for the game had to cope with a technological limit while composers for the palace had to deal with a spatial limit &#8211; but for each the limit was the same.  Only so many voices could be happening at the same time.  I like how composers for each platform had to deal with the same limit for such different but parallel reasons.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not the first to notice: here&#8217;s a video of a string quartet performing a medley of themes from The Legend of Zelda.</p>
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		<title>Words from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 21:15:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Dibson</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Weeks ago: friend Jon and I walk up 2nd Avenue, and I tell him of a fantasy I have of moving to the woods. Walden comes up, and I say I had difficulty reading it. He recommends Annie Dillard&#8217;s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, saying it holds more relevance to our generation since it&#8217;s more contemporary. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Weeks ago: friend Jon and I walk up 2nd Avenue, and I tell him of a fantasy I have of moving to the woods.  <u>Walden</u> comes up, and I say I had difficulty reading it.  He recommends Annie Dillard&#8217;s <u>Pilgrim at Tinker Creek</u>, saying it holds more relevance to our generation since it&#8217;s more contemporary.</p>
<p>Today, I haven&#8217;t finished it even though I enjoyed it well enough.  The book contains lots of vocabulary I didn&#8217;t know &#8211; perhaps one of the reasons why I slowed with reading.  Anyway, here are some words I learned while reading.</p>
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<p><strong>insouciant</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>casual: marked by blithe unconcern</p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>I had just rounded a corner when [the falling bird's] insouciant step caught my eye</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>sere</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>dried-up: (used especially of vegetation) having lost all moisture</p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage:</p>
<blockquote><p>I couldn&#8217;t see whether that sere rustle I heard was a distant rattlesnake, slit-eyed, or a nearby sparrow kicking in the dry flood debris slung at the foot of a willow</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>bivouac</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>camp: temporary living quarters specially built by the army for soldiers</p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>No culture explains, no bivouac offers real haven or rest.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>sonant</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>a speech sound accompanied by sound from the vocal cords </p></blockquote>
<p><strong>surd</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>a consonant produced without sound from the vocal cords </p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>The wind shrieks and hisses down the valley, sonant and surd, drying the puddles and dismantling the nests from the trees</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>hummock</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>knoll: a small natural hill </p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>the ridges bosses and hummocks sprout bulging from its side</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>eidetic</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>of visual imagery of almost photographic accuracy </p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>But there is more to the present than a series of snapshots.  We are not merely sensitized film; we have feelings, a memory for information, and an eidetic memory for the imagery of our own pasts</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>frangible</strong></p>
<p>Definition (from wikipedia): </p>
<blockquote><p>A material is said to be frangible if through deformation it tends to break up into fragments, rather than deforming plastically and retaining its cohesion as a single object</p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>because a sycamore&#8217;s primitive bark is not elastic but frangible, it sheds continously as it grows</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>memento mori</strong></p>
<p>Definition (also wikipedia): </p>
<blockquote><p>Latin for, &#8220;Remember you must die&#8221;</p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>That, I wanted to say as I recognized the prize she held, is memento mori for people who read too much.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>susurrus</strong></p>
<p>Definition: </p>
<blockquote><p>susurration: the indistinct sound of people whispering; &#8220;a soft susurrus of conversation&#8221; </p></blockquote>
<p>Her Usage: </p>
<blockquote><p>I never merited this grace, that when I face upstream I scent the virgin breath of mountains, I feel a spray of mist on my cheeks and lips, I hear a ceaseless splash and susurrus, a sound of water not merely poured smoothly down air to fill a steady pool, but tumbling live about, over, under, around, between, through an intricate speckling of rock.</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>lambent</strong></p>
<p>Definition:</p>
<blockquote><p>softly bright or radiant</p></blockquote>
<p>Usage:</p>
<blockquote><p>the leaf was so thin and etiolated it was translucent, but at the same time it was lambent, minutely, with a kind of pale and sufficient light</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Joshua Tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 08:20:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Saturday: Deenah, Dan, Daoud &#038; I wake up in Indio, California. We drive from our Motel 6 to Joshua Tree National Park. I&#8217;ve never seen a Joshua Tree before. After driving through miles of flat space, coming upon a Joshua Tree feels like an encounter with a god. Before I acknowledge the tinyness of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On Saturday: Deenah, Dan, Daoud &#038; I wake up in Indio, California.  We drive from our Motel 6 to Joshua Tree National Park.  I&#8217;ve never seen a Joshua Tree before.  After driving through miles of flat space, coming upon a Joshua Tree feels like an encounter with a god.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0308.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0308-225x300.jpg" alt="" title="Corona&#039;d Joshua Tree" width="225" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-714" /></a></p>
<p>Before I acknowledge the tinyness of myself, my travel companions, and the park, we walk the cholla cactus trail.  The cholla are the first locals we encounter on our trip through Joshua Tree.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0284.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0284-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Cholla with Feet" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-700" /></a></p>
<p>I have to mention the holiness of these plants as well.  When walking through a forest, you brush up against plants all the time.  But this is not the forest, and these plants demand respect.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0280.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0280-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Dan Among Cholla" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-698" /></a></p>
<p>Look but don&#8217;t touch.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0283.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0283-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Deenah &amp; Dan Among Cholla" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-699" /></a></p>
<p>Walk slowly.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0285.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0285-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Daoud &amp; Deenah on Cholla Trail" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-704" /></a></p>
<p>We drive on, leaving behind the cholla, and getting closer to my discovery of tinyness.  After more space, we come upon fields of rocks.  We can walk among them.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0291.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0291-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Dan, Deenah &amp; Daoud Walking" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-702" /></a></p>
<p>And climb among them.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0295.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0295-225x300.jpg" alt="" title="Dan, Daoud &amp; Deenah Climbing" width="225" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-705" /></a></p>
<p>We can stand and sit on them.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0296.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0296-225x300.jpg" alt="" title="Deenah on a Rock" width="225" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-713" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0300.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0300-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Deenah &amp; Daoud Sitting, Looking at Skull Rock" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-708" /></a></p>
<p>It&#8217;s the rocks that make me re-remember how tiny I am.  </p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0297.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0297-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Self-Portrait, Feet in Print" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-707" /></a></p>
<p>Not only am I tiny.  Everyone is tiny.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0302.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0302-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Dan Sitting Back" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-709" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0311.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0311-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Dan Sitting Closer" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-712" /></a></p>
<p>Dan is in the next one too, look close.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0309.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0309-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Dan Sitting Distant" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-711" /></a></p>
<p>Dan is hypothetically in the next 2 images.  (This one from the <a href="http://sciencedude.freedomblogging.com/2009/02/03/joshua-tree-national-pk-photographed-from-space/17358">Orange County Register</a>)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/joshuatree.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/joshuatree-300x193.jpg" alt="" title="Joshua Tree from Space" width="300" height="193" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-725" /></a></p>
<p>(next image from <a href="http://visibleearth.nasa.gov/view_rec.php?id=2429">NASA&#8217;s Visible Earth</a>)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/globe_west_540.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/globe_west_540-300x300.jpg" alt="" title="Earth, Western Hemisphere" width="300" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-724" /></a></p>
<p>The rocks offer me <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anamnesis">anamnesis</a> of scale, and allow us to play on top of them.  But in exchange they demand a respect very different from the cholla cactus.  A respect not so different from a wet city sidewalk.  We must be careful with where we place ourselves, or else our selves get stuck between a rock and a hard place.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0320.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0320-225x300.jpg" alt="" title="Deenah Peeks through the crevice" width="225" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-741" /></a></p>
<p>Or between two rocks, in this case.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0321.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0321-225x300.jpg" alt="" title="Deenah Climbs through the Crevice" width="225" height="300" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-742" /></a></p>
<p>But we&#8217;re careful, and today no one gets stuck between any rocks or hard places.</p>
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		<title>Suns, Time, Travel</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 20:16:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sunset, 2010 February 7 In Los Angeles, I climb the hill on Occidental College campus. At the top I meet a stranger who tells me to take a photo of these birds because they&#8217;re a rare site. For his whole life he&#8217;s lived near the hill we stand on, so I believe him. Click for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Sunset, 2010 February 7</strong></p>
<p>In Los Angeles, I climb the hill on Occidental College campus.  At the top I meet a stranger who tells me to take a photo of these birds because they&#8217;re a rare site.  For his whole life he&#8217;s lived near the hill we stand on, so I believe him.  Click for the full size, they (the birds) are tiny.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0199.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0199-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="Rare Birds Pre Sunset" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-622" /></a></p>
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<p><strong>Sunrise, 2010 Feb 11</strong></p>
<p>I wake up early from a dream.  It&#8217;s a bit chilly, and I know I won&#8217;t fall back asleep.  I decide to climb the hill again and see the sunrise.  I&#8217;ve not been awake for sunrise since&#8230; late August I think.  Maybe early September.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0217.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0217-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="LA Pre-Sunrise, Occidental College" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-618" /></a></p>
<p>The moon is waning, nearly new.  I recall the full moon very well, and I&#8217;m surprised at how half a moon cycle has nearly passed.  It&#8217;s felt like so long since then, but it&#8217;s not even been two weeks.</p>
<p>My perception (or my perception of my perception) of time has been miscalibrated for a while now.  Or rather, newly calibrated.  A week passes and the state of mind I have feels like my whole life has been that state of mind.  I can&#8217;t tell if I&#8217;ve achieved a better understanding of my emotions, or if I&#8217;m just terribly confused about the rate time passes.</p>
<p>One of things I always find appealing about travel is how it dilates time. Removing myself from my routine places and activities changes something in my brain&#8217;s understanding of time.  Perhaps our perception of time is based upon how much work our brain is doing, and the brain has to do more work to process the unfamiliar.  This theory goes against the character in <u>Catch 22</u> who lays in a hospital bed unmoving and bored.  His claim is that being bored feels like a lot of time is passing.  He&#8217;s attempting to reach immortality through time dilation through boredom.</p>
<p>Having woken from a dream, I wonder: how do dreams fit into this understanding time and the (un)familiar?  </p>
<p>Anyway, this is all just to say, I saw the moon nearly new.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0218.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0218-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="LA Moon, pre-sunrise" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-633" /></a></p>
<p>Another pre-sunrise image.  It&#8217;s interesting to compare the difference of the city after sunset and before sunrise.  More lights after sunset.  The horizon has a brighter orange glow.  You get the sense that things are receding.  Before sunrise the sounds are less and so are the sights.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0220.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/img_0220-300x225.jpg" alt="" title="LA Pre-sunrise 2" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-634" /></a></p>
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		<title>Day in DUMBO</title>
		<link>http://www.dibson.net/2010/01/29/day-in-dumbo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 04:23:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today I have a 10:15 am doctor&#8217;s appointment in Brooklyn Heights. I wake up a little later than I&#8217;d intended, so I have a quick breakfast and hop on the bus. It snowed this morning; water runs vertically on the bus windows. On New Jersey highways, while driving 65+ MPH, the water drops run at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today I have a 10:15 am doctor&#8217;s appointment in Brooklyn Heights.  I wake up a little later than I&#8217;d intended, so I have a quick breakfast and hop on the bus.  It snowed this morning; water runs vertically on the bus windows.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0048.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0048-300x225.jpg" alt="The runny window of the B38 Bus" title="B38 Window 1" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-574" /></a></p>
<p>On New Jersey highways, while driving 65+ MPH, the water drops run at a more horizontal angle.  Not so on a stop-and-go city bus.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0051.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0051-300x225.jpg" alt="Close up on the runny water in the B38 Window" title="B38 Bus Window 2" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-576" /></a></p>
<p>After the doctor&#8217;s appointment, which was a check-up, which is to say I got nothing out of it, I walk through Cadman Plaza.  Bare trees abound.  They catch my attention a lot these days.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0061.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0061-300x225.jpg" alt="The top of a winter tree reveals branches off branches off branches" title="Cadman Sq Plaza Tree" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-577" /></a></p>
<p>On the train home later today, I&#8217;ll read the following sentence in Annie Dillard&#8217;s <u>Pilgrim at Tinker Creek</u>:</p>
<blockquote><p>My mind branches and shoots like a tree.</p></blockquote>
<p>I will think about how the trees catch my attention, and know that this is why.</p>
<p>But that will happen later.  Right now I&#8217;m walking towards the train so that I can read the sentence.  On Jay Street I pass by the altar for the dead dog.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0065.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0065-300x225.jpg" alt="A diorama-style altar for a deceased doggy" title="Altar for a deceased dog" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-578" /></a></p>
<p>The altar has been there for at least a year, probably several.  It&#8217;s always made me happy because it&#8217;s an expression of love for an animal companion and because no one has been sick enough to destroy it.  I also really like the objects devoted to the puppy.  I wonder what stories each of them holds.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0066.jpg"><img src="http://www.dibson.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/img_0066-300x225.jpg" alt="A closeup on tiny rubber duck, rooster, and stone on a tiny carpet" title="Altar close-up" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-579" /></a></p>
<p>I board the train, and continue reading.</p>
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		<title>Words from Tehanu</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Casey lent me Ursula K LeGuin&#8217;s Tehanu, one of the books from The Earthsea Trilogy-turned-cycle. I&#8217;ve always been attracted to science fiction, but rarely fantasy (although they both fall under the clumsy term &#8220;speculative fiction&#8221;). However, the Earthsea Trilogy engaged me the whole way through. Tehanu was written many years after the original trilogy, and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Casey lent me Ursula K LeGuin&#8217;s <u>Tehanu</u>, one of the books from The Earthsea Trilogy-turned-cycle.  I&#8217;ve always been attracted to science fiction, but rarely fantasy (although they both fall under the clumsy term &#8220;speculative fiction&#8221;).  However, the Earthsea Trilogy engaged me the whole way through.</p>
<p><u>Tehanu</u> was written many years after the original trilogy, and is a very different type of book.  Where the other books tell of adventures, <u>Tehanu</u> is much more reflective and conversational on the world the characters inhabit.  Still fantastic, but fantastic in the way that the real world is already fantastic.</p>
<p>The world of Earthsea is infused with the power of words; it&#8217;s appropriate that while reading I recorded words that I didn&#8217;t know how to use well.  (For example, I understand the word &#8220;ire&#8221;, but wouldn&#8217;t use it myself because I know there was more of an implication than just &#8220;anger&#8221;.)  Below are the words and definitions, mostly as a reference for myself, but maybe you&#8217;d like one as well.</p>
<p>Definitions from <a href="http://wordnetweb.princeton.edu/">Princeton Wordnet</a> (I think)</p>
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<p><strong>ire</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>anger: a strong emotion; a feeling that is oriented toward some real or supposed grievance<br />
wrath: belligerence aroused by a real or supposed wrong (personified as one of the deadly sins) </p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;the witch accepted her due with unending ire&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>wheedle</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>influence or urge by gentle urging, caressing, or flattering</p></blockquote>
<p>usage: &#8220;a wheedling kindness&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>gnomic</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>relating to or containing gnomes</p></blockquote>
<p>This definition is a little disappointing.  I thought it would be more explicitly about the earth rather than just about gnomes.</p>
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<p><strong>sagacity</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>the mental ability to understand and discriminate between relations</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>exigency</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>a pressing or urgent situation</p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;the indifference of a man towards the exigencies that rule a woman&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>larder</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>a supply of food especially for a household </p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;living off his larder&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>calumny</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>noun: a false accusation of an offense or a malicious misrepresentation of someone&#8217;s words or actions</p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;casting calumny and lies&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>candor</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>fairness: ability to make judgments free from discrimination or dishonesty</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>rebuke</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>an act or expression of criticism and censure</p></blockquote>
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<p><strong>auspice</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>a favorable omen </p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;and it sounds as if all auspices and events were fortunate&#8221;</p>
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<p><strong>diffident</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>showing modest reserve</p></blockquote>
<p>Usage: &#8220;he said it in a diffident way&#8221;</p>
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