real live cook ting
lisa
course that meets every Monday night. There are approximately 25
people in the class, including all ages, sizes, and walk of life.
One young man, early 20's I'm guessing, easily the youngest person in
the class, stood out more because of his dyed blonde hair and extreme
size than his age. The first night of class each "trainee" introduced
theirself and told why we were taking the class. The young man said
he was a horticulture student at a nearby university but that he
wanted a jumpstart on opening his own greenhouse. I was thinking,
yeah, this kid is huge and lazy and wants to skip the hard work of
getting a university degree.
Last week we were told that this week we were covering houseplants and
if anyone had plants that needed dividing, transplanting, or TLC, to
bring them in. He came in with 2 large boxes of houseplants. One box
was full of orchids.
The class runs 3.5 hours. The first half of the class the instructor
taught the text. The last half was spent hands-on dividing,
transplanting, and diagnosing sickly plants. The final half hour the
instructor asked the class if we wanted the young man to tell us about
his orchids. We said yes. The young man, who I had judged as huge
and lazy, commenced to giving a professional-level mini lecture on
orchids, holding up each plant as he told of the differences, ages,
names, methods of blooming. He answered each question from the
audience with humility, but with authority. Someone asked him how
many orchids he owned. Over 300.
To me this kid exemplifies the qualities of the masters CT describes
in his stories. I was totally blown away by the experience and
thought to share it with you all.
rgds,
lisa
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> I was totally blown away by the experience and
>thought to share it with you all.
thanx
small tortoiseshell
my dream is to be a butterfly farmer :)
daywalker
my dream is to eventually stop dreaming
Russ Lyttle
Butterfly farming can be a good business. You won't get rich, but you can be
happy. I saw one nice butterfly farm in Texas. I had a neighbor who made a
decent living growing lady bugs. And another who farmed black widows for
their silk.
--
Russ Lyttle
lyttlec(@)earthlink.net
small tortoiseshell
> > my dream is to be a butterfly farmer :)
>
> my dream is to eventually stop dreaming
how do you know you are dreaming now?
daywalker
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there are times when i am not myself
small tortoiseshell
i think i might end up with the butterflies ... not yet, but when time
is ripe ... kind of seeing myself live in a greenhouse, waking up with
butterflies on the tip of my nose ...
thanks :)
Nick Argall
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Me too :)
Boeotian
>how do you know you are dreaming now?
cuz the bible tells me so...
the great sage dream
"Those who dream of the banquet, wake to lamentation and sorrow. Those who
dream of lamentation and sorrow wake to join the hunt. While they dream, they
do not know that they are dreaming. Some will even interpret the very dream
they are dreaming; and only when they awake do they know it was a dream. By and
by comes the great awakening, and then we find out that this life is really a
great dream. Fools think they are awake now, and flatter themselves they know
-- this one is a prince, and that one is a shepherd. What narrowness of mind!
Confucius and you are both dreams; and I who say you are dreams -- I am but a
dream myself. This is a paradox. Tomorrow a Sage may arise to explain it; but
that tomorrow will not be until ten thousand generations have gone by. Yet you
may meet him around the corner"
--g
small tortoiseshell
what differentiates?
daywalker
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> > "small tortoiseshell" <_cl...@operamail.com> wrote in message
> > news:8aae3013.04021...@posting.google.com...
> > > "daywalker" <o...@o.com> wrote in message
> > news:<9jaWb.4569$sO4.6...@news20.bellglobal.com>...
> > > > > my dream is to be a butterfly farmer :)
> > > >
> > > > my dream is to eventually stop dreaming
> > >
> > > how do you know you are dreaming now?
> >
> > there are times when i am not myself
>
> what differentiates?
not being aware at the time
(lost in a wish-fulfilling trance)
small tortoiseshell
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> > > "small tortoiseshell" <_cl...@operamail.com> wrote in message
> > > news:8aae3013.04021...@posting.google.com...
> > > > "daywalker" <o...@o.com> wrote in message
> news:<9jaWb.4569$sO4.6...@news20.bellglobal.com>...
> > > > > > my dream is to be a butterfly farmer :)
> > > > >
> > > > > my dream is to eventually stop dreaming
> > > >
> > > > how do you know you are dreaming now?
> > >
> > > there are times when i am not myself
> >
> > what differentiates?
>
> not being aware at the time
> (lost in a wish-fulfilling trance)
i was wondering 'what' differentiates between your not-self and your
self. or rather 'what' has a notion of a not-self and a self ...
because, as you say, you 'are' when being your not-self, as well as
when being your self ... so i ask 'what' differentitates between the
two, since it apparantly is present in 'both' states ... thinking
perhaps that by 'self' you mean not-dreaming ... and by not-self you
mean dreaming ... i-m curious about this actually ...
small tortoiseshell
nice :)
daywalker
i am lost when i cannot even be still for a moment
my mind is racing in all directions, running from
one thing to another, never resting, like a ship
tossed around in an emotional sea
i do not trust emptiness, much less allow it
so you will see me racing by, out of control
suffering from the results of my madness
screaming in fear of my own dreamworld
deep from the depths of the abyss
heh
lisa
pleased to meet you.
nice to see you.
--li
>
>
> TheEmp...@aol.com
small tortoiseshell
'tao' is breathing, as you, as me, as everything,
try to lissen to its breath, and breath with it, not against it ...
like making love, to self, if you like ...
but if you dont meditate, i be happy to give you a simple technique,
but i-m far from being a 'specialist' on such, i just practise regularly.
> i do not trust emptiness, much less allow it
> so you will see me racing by, out of control
> suffering from the results of my madness
> screaming in fear of my own dreamworld
it will wear itself out eventually ...
> deep from the depths of the abyss
> heh
its only a mirror ...
thank you for sharing.
Scrabble
On Fri, 13 Feb 2004, small tortoiseshell wrote:
>> i am lost when i cannot even be still for a moment
>> my mind is racing in all directions, running from
>> one thing to another, never resting, like a ship
>> tossed around in an emotional sea
In a storm, sink or swim.
> ... like making love, to self, if you like ...
Agitation is not quietude.
>> i do not trust emptiness,
Trust wouldn't be an issue if real emptiness was involved.
>> deep from the depths of the abyss
> its only a mirror ...
Then it's not an abyss.
small tortoiseshell
> On Fri, 13 Feb 2004, small tortoiseshell wrote:
>
> >> i am lost when i cannot even be still for a moment
> >> my mind is racing in all directions, running from
> >> one thing to another, never resting, like a ship
> >> tossed around in an emotional sea
>
> In a storm, sink or swim.
why not just float ...
>
> > ... like making love, to self, if you like ...
>
> Agitation is not quietude.
where in the in and out breath do you find both
>
> >> i do not trust emptiness,
>
> Trust wouldn't be an issue if real emptiness was involved.
does emptyness have a border?
>
> >> deep from the depths of the abyss
does the abyss have a border?
>
> > its only a mirror ...
>
> Then it's not an abyss.
ok,
NadineKwong
Would Cook Ting have won on Iron Chef?
And what if the cuisine were not Chinese but rather French or Italian, or the
specialty food were not Anhui oxen but rather Hokkaido salmon or Wisconsin
cheddar?
I mean, what *then*?!
Big Mama N, jes' cookin' in her kitchen
kamerm
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Hi nk :-)
Cook Ting might not fit into modern times --
NitroJet never needs sharpening, cuts by expanding
into the tiny spaces in all things
can cut steel, or remove paint so delicately
that electronics aren't damaged
in times like these
how would Ting
ever develop
his skill
-k
cf. http://www.nitrocision.com/advantages.htm
kamerm
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PS. http://www.nitrocision.com/meatVideo.htm
http://www.nitrocision.com/steelVideo.htm
small tortoiseshell
i dont know, maybe theres a lot of cook tings about now?
Nick Argall
>
> Would Cook Ting have won on Iron Chef?
>
> And what if the cuisine were not Chinese but rather French or Italian, or
the
> specialty food were not Anhui oxen but rather Hokkaido salmon or Wisconsin
> cheddar?
>
> I mean, what *then*?!
I don't know, but I'd certainly tune in to watch!
Nick
lisa
I'm getting the goosebumps. If you think of time as linear, the story
of Cook Ting precedes NitroJet. If you step outside of linearity (is
that a word?) perhaps Cook Ting's story is describing the NitroJet.
::: imagining Cook Ting (CT?) as Connor McLeod*, wielding his mighty
NitroJet sword :::
rgds,
lisa
*for those who aren't familiar with The Highlander, he is a character
portrayed as an immortal from another planet, who has been living on
Earth for awhile, in some movies and a TV series.
kamerm
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Hi Li :-)
NitroJet's more like a very heavy tablesaw than a wieldable blade --
the recoil from the jet is enormous, and the nozzle cold enough
to instantly freeze your hand
just offering it as a bittersweet tidbit
of how technology performs the stuff of legends
while obviating yet another avenue for expressing
human skill
-k
zisixi
> > lisa
> > > kamerm
> > > > NadineKwong
> > > > I mean, what *then*?!
> > > Hi nk :-)
> > > -k
> > > cf. http://www.nitrocision.com/advantages.htm
> > rgds,
> > lisa
> Hi Li :-)
> -k
interesting.
when I saw it
I immediately thought
of all of the cool art
that it would make possible
that would otherwise be
excessively difficult.
opening up
new ways
of expressing
human skill.
for me
more sweet
than bitter.
kamerm
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Hi z6 :-)
the more a frontier grows, the more room there is along it
but also the fewer live near or can reach it
as IT architects, we roam/patrol a portion of the frontier
and depend on it for our livelihood
but for most folks, technology increases comfort
at the cost of ability
-k
Nick Argall
> Hi z6 :-)
>
> the more a frontier grows, the more room there is along it
> but also the fewer live near or can reach it
>
> as IT architects, we roam/patrol a portion of the frontier
> and depend on it for our livelihood
>
> but for most folks, technology increases comfort
> at the cost of ability
This is something I have seen, and it hurt to see it.
Then I discovered that other frontiers are not so far away.
Nick
potts
know how to use it. I'm still ratshit artist wise, Rgds Ken
lisa
Now that's what I call bad, Ken.
:::20 lashes with a paintbrush:::
rgds,
--li
potts
To make it worse my dear old dad was good and he only had paint brushes (G)
Rgds ken
lisa
Do you have any of your dad's paintings?
rgds,
lisa
potts
I used to have two. One I passed on to my one and only grandson ( now about
one year old ) I think I've still got the other which was a very simple
painting which was my fathers first. The rest all dissappeared in the
period of my fathers dying I could make a guess who got them but it really
doesn't matter. I passed the one on to my grandson because I thought it
would be nice for him to have something from his great grandfather apart
from a few of his genes (G) Rgds Ken
small tortoiseshell
is there a weblink showing his work? just curious ... and understand
if you dont want to ... lyrical? landscape?
potts
potts
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He wasn't rich and famous or anything like that. Was a housepainter all his
life and took up painting Australian landscapes late in life. He really got
the feel and it is a pity he didn't have a few years more to to develop. My
opinion anyway. Most of all he loved doing it . I remember the first time I
saw his work after I drove across to West Australia . Smart arse me told
him his colours were off and he told me to really look on my return trip and
his colours were dead right. Just my eyes that were off. Rgds Ken
small tortoiseshell
a lucky man that got a glimpse of heaven... thank you for sharing.
difficult to explain this, but strong currents of hazy 'memories'
coming to me from that country. and i have never been there. i can see
him wandering off into the bush with his easel and brushes though, the
light must be incredible some places in Australia ... had a friend in
my homecountry, a lonely landscape-painter that almost never said a
word. we played chess together. he was so focused once doing a
painting in the winter, sitting with boots partly immersed in water by
a frozen riverfall, that he forgot time completely and when dark came,
he coulndt moove his right foot, immersed in ice . yes, work from the
heart speaks ...
i had a friend briefly, that brought this place into my attention. the
story is to weird to tell here, but, i dreamt about the place many
many years ago, long time before i saw pix. of it ... and i knew there
was a pool behind the house somewhere that wasnt on the photos. i got
it confirmed. I have been there, yet i have never been there ... so
one day i am going to visit this place. I wouldnt get surprised if you
know about this ... thank you for telling about your dad ... i should
get my brushes out again ...
http://www.artistsfootsteps.com/html/mccubbin_macedonyears.htm
potts
Then you won't be surprised to hear that I spent two of the happiest years
of my life living at the foot of Mount Macedon about thirty years ago. I
don't remember seeing McCubbins place but my mind was on other things at the
time. (G) Rgds Ken
small tortoiseshell
if it aint weird, it aint ...
thanks,
potts
Have you ever seen the movie "Picnic at hanging rock". They shot the movie
just behind Mt Macedon. Most unusual lanscape in that area. Course thats
about 30 years ago too.
Worth a look if you can rent the video . But I don't remember if McCubbins
place featured in it
Afew years ago I took my wife on a trip to Bali( my favourite place) She
freaked the whole time we were there because she couldn't get over the
feeling she had been there before .
A sort of persisent Deja Vu Rgds Ken
kamerm
...
> Afew years ago I took my wife on a trip to Bali( my favourite place) She
> freaked the whole time we were there because she couldn't get over the
> feeling she had been there before .
> A sort of persisent Deja Vu Rgds Ken
everyone's been to Bali before
just like they've been to Lake Phewa in Nepal's Pokhara Valley
some places jest scream "camp here, caveman!"
most call it "beauty"
-k
potts
time I went I went by myself as she wouldn't go again. (G) Rgds Ken
small tortoiseshell
read through a review of the film now, i have to see it. dont have tv,
so i try to get a dvd. i can put in my laptop.
http://www.suntimes.com/ebert/greatmovies/hanging_rock.html
"The movie, which has been long out of release and unavailable even on
video, has been restored in a new ``director's cut'' that, unlike most
revisions, takes out footage instead of adding it. Weir has pared
seven minutes from an already lean and evasive film. The result is a
movie that creates a specific place in your mind; free of plot,
lacking any final explanation, it exists as an experience. In a sense,
the viewer is like the girls who went along on the picnic and returned
safely: For us, as for them, the characters who disappeared remain
always frozen in time, walking out of view, never to be seen again.
The movie is based on a 1967 novel by Joan Leslie, then 71, who
presented it as fiction but hinted that it might be based on fact. A
cottage industry grew up in Australia about the novel and the movie;
old newspapers and other records were searched without success for
reports of disappearing schoolgirls. Much was made of the fact that
the movie is set on a Saturday, and Valentine's Day did not fall on a
Saturday in 1900; did the girls disappear into another time line? "
>
> Afew years ago I took my wife on a trip to Bali( my favourite place) She
> freaked the whole time we were there because she couldn't get over the
> feeling she had been there before .
> A sort of persisent Deja Vu Rgds Ken
life is a persistent deja vu, makes sense:) i wont claim pre-life
memories, just 'something' blowin in the air ...
thanks for the film :)
potts
Hope you enjoy it Rgds Ken
lisa
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Ken wrote:
[...]
> > Afew years ago I took my wife on a trip to Bali( my favourite place) She
> > freaked the whole time we were there because she couldn't get over the
> > feeling she had been there before .
> > A sort of persisent Deja Vu Rgds Ken
>
>
> life is a persistent deja vu, makes sense:) i wont claim pre-life
> memories, just 'something' blowin in the air ...
> thanks for the film :)
I wonder if that's part of what Dylan-Tzu (aka Bob Dylan) meant when
he sang, "The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind. The answer
is blowin in the wind."
rgds,
lisa
Rick Matz
> he sang, "The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind. The answer
> is blowin in the wind."
>
> rgds,
> lisa
He had gas?
lisa
lol!
In a Gordon Lightfoot/Dr. Seuss duet:
If only thoughts could smell,
What a tale the smell could tell....
rgds,
lisa