E. Michael Harrington

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I SPENT TWO HOURS AT RADNOR LAKE YESTERDAY - two hours there is always a great way to live - and saw 12 deer and 11 people. In over 20 years of visiting Radnor Lake, I don't remember the deer ever outnumbering the people. 9 of the deer I saw were trios - a mom deer and two little spotted does. I got to see two little ones walk up the hill near the eastern edge of the South Cove trail, get in position and suck hard for Mom's milk. They were rough and she was constantly having to readjust how she stood. Also, being on the steep side of a hill with the two voracious ones yanking and yanking didn't help. It was amazing how close I got to them. The little ones spotted me but the mother didn't.

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I would like to go on and on and describe all of my fantastic interactions with the 3 deer trios and the 3 adult deer but it would take too long, and I am in the midst of too much right now, post-Brevard. (Brevard was excellent - very good fellow faculty and participants. I especially enjoyed mentoring some of the participants on Sunday, and getting to know fellow faculty better.)

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I was in an un-decisive way until a few minutes ago - the big question was, what to drink? M & D suggested mojitos, and I need to use up the six limes before I leave, but then I came across a half-finished bottle of prosecco from 10 days ago. I know from college days that shaking old carbonated liquids gets them pondering their old ways and makes them bubble again - return to their wombs, sort of - so I am onto this prosecco and fresh squeezed (but then pasteurized) orange juice. Yes, a nice prelude to one of my finest salads. (I accidentally bought pre-cubed tofu and it is great. I hate prepared foods - I prefer to cut, slice, dice, peel, kick, maim and whatever else it takes to do to my food to eat well, rather than someone else prepare it. But this little mistake did spare me many slices and a lot of work with my sharp Big Ass knife.)

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And there's a chick flick on one of my HBO channels - You've Got Mail - playing now. It's got some good things about it, even if it is a CF (not "cantus firmus," but "chick flick"), and the great scenes of Manhattan are always heart warming and great.

They - Hanks and Ryan - even had hot dogs from Grey's Papaya Dogs. Despite knowing better, I love hot dogs, especially on the streets of Manhattan and at Grey's Papaya Dogs. They're almost as good as lamb & chicken halal from 53rd & 6th. Damn it - I miss NYC.

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I just learned that the audition location for babies (human babies) for a Hollywood film is called, the "casting crib." Very funny. Babies cannot be on location for more than two hours in one day, and only 15 minutes of the two hours can be used. That fifteen minutes of one hundred twenty minutes is SO UNION.

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But to the most important point.... Today is one of the finest days in Boston sports history, the G2 day, or so I'll refer to it. The Boston Celtics got Kevin Garnett (in a simple trade for five players and two first round draft choices!) and the Boston Red Sox got Eric Gagne, the Mad Montrealer and relief pitcher from the Texas Rangers. The Evil Empire - the New York Yankees - had so badly coveted Gagne, their bullpen is one of the very worst in baseball and they needed him badly, while the Red Sox bullpen is by far the best (an unusual thing for us!) and we didn't need him (badly or not badly) but getting Gagne is also an important middle finger gesture to the NYY, it breaks their hearts, and hurts them in their pursuit of great glory.

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BUSH FOREIGN POLICY -

SURGE NOW

SURGE TOMORROW

SURGE FOREVER

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IRAQ HAIKU

Let's take the troops and
place them in impossible
dangerous places

Today is fifteen-
hundred fifty three days since
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

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I AM IN BREVARD, NORTH CAROLINA speaking at BCOME 2007. Most of us ate and drank last night at the superb Hob Nob as we had last year before BCOME began.

The ride from Nashville was beautiful and the Smoky Mountains are great although with occasional heavy rain and the very narrow windy I-40, it can be more of a challenge than a panoramic thing. The hotel - this terrible Holiday Inn Express - is 2,004 ft. above sea level. The best things I can say about this place are:

There's an elliptical machine in the workout room

The continental breakfast includes bananas

No one broke into my car last night

This is not Iraq or Darfur

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The other stuff (all bad):

I'm in a smoking room. How can Americans in 2007 smoke?

I touched the curtain last night and it came off/fell down

The coffee is very weak and serves only to make the water lukewarm and slightly brown. I guess I'll have to do the desperate - drink a Diet Coke as caffeine must be had

The television requires a special mojo in order to turn it on

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This morning I woke to find this article on music copyright infringement for which I was interviewed by Gelf Magazine.

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It's time to go to the Brevard Music Center.

I'm in a haiku way. I'll need to write stuff somewhere. Maybe I need some spray cans of paint.....

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Six people want to
fit into my car - I'll strap
some onto the roof

They will drive with me
Mitt Romney style - they will squint
as the wind blows them

They will enjoy the
interstate in ways they could
not have imagined

I won't be doing
anything to annoy the
A-S-P-C-A

I'll just be putting
people on top, raising their
status and stature

"Putting people first"
that's our logo and the way
we do Biz-ih-ness

Biz-ih-ness reminds
me of the Asian woman's
accent - "BIHJ-ih-ness"

When she did not want
sex she would say, "cloa-juh for
bihj-ih-ness today"

But enough about
sex and strapping people on
top of my car roof

These haiku must now
meander in new ways to
new peaks and valleys

These haiku must be
transported on the wings of
diseased gray pigeons

Diseased gray pigeons
are not the optimum means
or best for haiku

On the wings of doves
or on the wings of eagles
would have raised spirits

Diseased grey pigeons
notice gray becoming grey
That's for search engines

The N-B-A is
is now tainted because of
the dishonest ref

David Stern will now
speak about the N-B-A
referee scandal

Dishonesty in
sports at least did not lead us
to attack Iraq

Dishonesty in
government did lead us to
start and lose a war

The haiku will now
stop as I will turn to what
is haunting me now

Haunting? No it's more
like occupying as I
must do this and that

How many haiku
have I spent today? Not a
forest worth of them

But enough to make
random feel random and to
meander about

This is the it - this
is the end, beautiful friend
This is the eh-end

You must be sorry
That you read this far - you must
be sorry for me

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1 DREAM

IN ONE OF MY DREAMS LAST NIGHT, a confident, striking and beautiful woman was speaking to me in anagrams. She had a beautiful voice and knew that her voice and words were intriguing me. I kept smiling throughout. Unfortunately, I don't remember what became of my dream. I guess I'll break into some anagrams to honor her and the nocturnal experience. Then, it will be time for a hike through Callahan State Park, maybe in the rain and with podcasts in my ears.

Bare Mire Mink, Brain Mike Rem, Bar Mike Miner

Ramie Brink Me?

Make Brine Rim?

Remark Be Mini

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SENTENCES in GERMAN

And then came German:

Ich wachte in der Liebe mit dir, als immer auf, aber, mehr denkend an dich und dich in einer wirklich guten Weise vorstellend -, die bist du dieser ist, sehr glücklich und daß Sachen besonders gut gehen. Ich auch vermisse dich wirklich heute morgen, mehr als üblich. Ich denke, daß ich etwas über es tue. Trotz der fünf Stunden des Schlafes, denke ich, daß ich wach bleibe, zu Starbucks gehe, zu etwas podcasts höre und das Holz wandere. Tut diesen Ton gut?

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PRAYER in PORTUGUESE

And then came my morning prayer in Portuguese:

George Bush é a coisa a mais má que aconteceu sempre aos Estados Unidos. É um inimigo de nosso país as well as todos os povos que amam a paz durante todo o mundo. Eu pray o renuncio logo.

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CHAIRS in THE AIR

I LOVE THIS GUY's adventure, even though stories like this appear in the humorous Darwin Awards, I too would love to ascend and fly 193 miles in a lawn chair. I have not ruled out an excursion like this.

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BASEBALL in San Francisco

THE AMERICAN LEAGUE won 5-4 in a very good All-Star Game last night. The Boston Red Sox players were the best on the field - no surprise there - and the Seattle Mariners' Ichiro is such a great joy to watch. This victory means that the American League team will have home field advantage for the 2007 World Series. Because I am monstrously superstitious when it comes to the Boston Red Sox and New England Patriots, I'll stop short of writing that this means we will ___________________.

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4 HAIKU BECAUSE SOMEONE HAD TO

I NEED A NEW PHONE
I need a new cell phone plan
Why is this so hard?

My coffee is so
black, how black is my coffee?
Answer. None more black.

The haiku above
is a paraphrase from what
rock and roll movie?

Here's to an ending
I have nothing to say but
keep on saying it

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This past Saturday was a unique day for me as there were a few firsts. The first of the first, GS, cannot be mentioned here. The second first though was my walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. I should have done this years ago. The views are great and the people crossing the bridge are the usual (for New York) wild mix of locals and tourists. Next first - I bought a suit at Century 21 - a very nice grey suit with some kind of pattern and thin blue lines and other stuff, and it had M approval.

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The most important point of the day was to go see my friends' CD release party at B. B. King's on 42nd St., and after a great meal (chardonnay, clams, mussels, shrimp, squid, vegetables, rice) at Yum Yum Bangkok in Hell's Kitchen, we arrived. Beatallica sounded great and the audience was large and really into them. We were Standing at the back, then seated on the stage right side, and then standing in front as we moved our way to the front and center. I was not the only Boston Red Sox fan in attendance but I was the only one with a green Red Sox hat complete with red shamrock. The guys were happy to see me. Jaymz smiled and threw me his pick. A song or so later, Jaymz told the audience that there was an important person in the audience who did a lot to help them get their CD released. He then introduced me with more of a shout out. I got a big ovation and then Jaymz went further and told them I was from Boston. He also noted that it is OK to be a Red Sox fan at B. B. King's, and another ovation took place. I was quite embarrassed but very honored by the band's very kind words.

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Into the next song, Kliff, the bass player came towards me, pointed his bass at me, and signaled me to come up on stage. My facial expression said NO, but he was not going to let me get away with this, so onto the stage I went. It became clear to me that the stage right microphone and mic stand were about to make my acquaintance. So, sing I did! It was Beatallica's "Hey Dude." Of course I knew the words and especially the long ending melody. So with green Red Sox hat and law school t-shirt, I sang away. It was way too much fun. At the end of the song, I thought that I had done well but probably did not need to sing in another song, and I didn't see a spare guitar or instrument, so I happily exited stage right and went back to my roost standing in front of the stage. I got treated like a star for the rest of the night by fellow Beatallica fans and after the concert both downstairs, upstairs and on the street - again, that green Red Sox hat red shamrock stick out like mad in the city with the bad team of old whining men on 161st Street.

One of the best people I met immediately after I came back to the audience was Andrew, a very muscular young guy from Brooklyn who told me that he had my back against any Yankees fans who might want to cause me harm. I appreciated that. He was a Mets fan. I told him that Mets fans and Red Sox fans do have the united enemy - the New York Yankees - and that I view Mets fans as friends by default. I also told him that we would be seeing the Brooklyn Cyclones - the baby Mets AAA team that plays on Coney Island - the next day.

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Did you ever notice that at 1.17 in the bridge of the Beach Boys song, Wendy, someone coughs? I had forgotten and thought that the guy sitting behind me in Amtrak Business class was getting too close. (I have been seeing the Atlantic Ocean and the Connecticut and Rhode Island shoreline for the past few hours on Amtrak from NYC to Boston.)

And did you ever notice that there are no nice songs about anyone named Wendy?

Wendy Wendy left me alone, hurt so bad
Wendy Wendy left me alone, hurt so bad
Wendy Wendy left me alone, hurt so bad....

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I AM IN NOVA IORQUE. Last night at Brazil Grill (4th & 8th), I surprisingly got to spend some time with my old friend, Noel, from Crown Heights, Brooklyn USA. I went to BG with M from Brooklyn USA and S from NJ. They needed to meet and we needed to have a hell of a lot of fun as a trio and what better place to start the night than Brazil Grill. The only sad news was that my favorite bartender, the infamous completely sweet and funny, Elton, is no longer at Brazil Grill. Noel was sad about this, as was I, but I became as best friends as I could with Sam, who has been the bartender there for two weeks. Sam is excellent. More on him and other things Brazilian later.....

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The Apple Store was as nuts as could be at 6 PM on a Friday. It seems that everyone wants to own the Phone. I won't do that until generation 2 comes around and a better service (I'm not an AT & T fan nor do I want a two year contract on anything).

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I bought a beautiful new rugged as hell aluminum 160 Gb LaCie hard drive that is surrounded by a layer of orange rubber. If you're a University of Miami fan, this orange is for you.

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I also went into Bergdorf Goodman - down to their first floor below street level were there are only women and beauty things. Oh my, how I felt out of place. Everyone looked at me and asked if I needed help. Help? Yes, I need affordable housing in Manhattan or Brooklyn. I think they were thinking, "ANTELOPE in Aisle 5. ANTELOPE in aisle 5." I was an out of place ungulate.

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ON THIS DAY in 2003, I prevailed in "Grant Smith v. E. Michael Harrington" in the Tennessee Supreme Court. I was in Montreal at the time and found at when I got to Boston. I was also interviewed that day by Salon for an article about mashups. That term was fairly new back then. Now mashups are a good chunk of my life.

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TONIGHT we will be attending BEATALLICA's CD release party at B.B King's. I'll be seeing our guys soon. First, we are going to cross the Brooklyn Bridge on foot and then go clothes shopping and more. Life in Nova Iorque is so damn great. Off to spread the love.....

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TODAY IN ONE OF THOSE DAYS IN WHICH I REALLY AM PROUD TO BE A U. S. Citizen. Every year on this day, I read the Declaration of Independence and am always shocked at what kind of arrogance and THUG-fulness our great forefathers and foremothers had to endure from that George Bastard that ruled with little regard for law and justice. I think his name was King George. You can see where this is going, true?

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I fly to LaGuardia, Queens USA (queens... royalty?) soon so this will have to be quick.

THE GREATEST HITS FROM THE D of I, signed by the Continental Congress on July 4, 1776. More than two centuries later, we have another nitwit George born into a faux royal family and like the 1776 one, this Jorge displays constant contempt for law and justice. He is superb at cronyism and deceit, however.

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That whenever any form of government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness.

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But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security.

GEORGE W. BUSH yet?

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The history of the present King of Great Britain {George W. Bush] is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute tyranny over these States. [George W. Bush]

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He has dissolved representative houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the People.
He has refused for along time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; [the U. S. Supreme Court in 2000] whereby the legislative powers, incapable of annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the meantime exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

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He has endeavored to prevent the population of these States, for that purpose obstructing the laws for naturalization of foreigners, refusing to pass others to encourage their migration hither, and raising the conditions of new appropriations of lands. [No, Bush is not so bad when it comes to naturalization and migration. Of course he is this way so that his wealthy friends can get cheap labor, and that Hispanics might vote Republican.]

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He has affected to render the military [and Dick Cheney and cronies, and George W. Bush and cronies] independent of and superior to the civil power.

WOW - this stuff is ripe as it describes Bush & Cheney as well......

Time to go to the airport. I heart New York and especially Park Slope and Brooklyn. Boston on Monday. I heart Boston and all things Boston.

May everyone have safe and patriotic times....

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Radnor Lake

I HIT THE SWEET SPOT THIS AFTERNOON WHILE HIKING THE SOUTH COVE trail at Radnor Lake. Everything went right. I suddenly felt years younger and much stronger, in spite of a 3 AM last night and 3 hours of sleep. Hopefully the changes in lifestyle are paying off....

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THE JOY OF BEING A RICH WHITE MAN (two out of three for me)

SPEAKING OF PAYING OFF..... the rich white man/chicken hawk, Dick "F. Yourself" Cheney's main squeeze, rich white man/chicken hawk, Scooter Libby, has just been pardoned by another rich white man/chicken hawk, George Walker Bush. Libby, despite a superb defense team, was convicted in March of lying to authorities and obstructing justice. But he is a powerful and connected rich white man and that is what really matters. Why should such people have to worry about respecting the law? I knew that many Republicans felt that Libby should not have been prosecuted and that he did nothing wrong, and those people have the right rich white male friends to fix these problems. I also knew this day would come as no rich white man from the Bush administration will ever serve time in prison no matter what they do. I hope that this might be the spark to give some backbone, anger and action to Democrats, and that this pardon will be remembered at election time.

I think those conservative Republicans who are thrilled this afternoon will realize that they have won a battle, but will be much more likely to lose the war. [I think it's a shame that these rich white men will not celebrate with women - this is a guy thing. They needn't explain their exuberance.]

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FRED THOMPSON IS VERY HAPPY that a decent man will not have to go to jail

FRED THOMPSON just stated that he is extremely happy for Scooter and that this is good for his family. Scooter's family..... I hope that Scooter Libby's children learn all there is to learn about Dad - that Dad the Lawyer lied under oath and obstructed justice. And that because Dad has such soft nice white skin and lots of money, Dad, and Dad's entire family, can live happily ever after. Dad's very nice friends will help out the family. The cost of happy ever after will be paid by Dad's nice friends. The law is a relative thing.

I think Fred Thompson, unlike many other celebratory male Republicans, will celebrate with a woman. Fred to bed.

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November 4, 2008 will be fun. I might work harder in the next election than usual.

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Important Educational UPDATE - cricket clicks

Watching the ABC Evening News just now I learned that one can determine the exact air temperature (Fahrenheit) by counting the number of clicks a cricket makes in 14 seconds, and adding 38 to this number. Charles Gipson just concluded the ABC newscast by stating that it is 37 crickets in New York right now (that would be a very comfortable 75 degrees). My biggest desire right now, other than showering and shaving at 6 PM, is to count cricket clicks and educate the world about this fantastic thing.

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