JANUARY 9, 2009 9:47PM

Tales from the Crypt: Nine More Gems from May (Part II)

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There are places, I remember,
all my life though some have changed
some forever, not for better
some are gone, and some remain
all these places have their meanings
with lovers and friends I still can recall,
some are dead and some are living...
in my life, I've loved them all.
                  - The Beatles In My Life  (Lennon/McCartney 1965)

I like the Judy Collins rendition best, though. 

Let the love fest of memory, which started in Part I, continue. Here are the rest of those voices, in order of appearance, all first heard on OS in that germinal month of May. Take it as given, I love them all.

If you follow the links and like what you see, RATE THE POST or make a comment. This will bring the posts to the Activity Feed and perhaps others will admire and emulate. I've generally described the first few posts that were made by the writers. Once you're hooked, you'll tend to read all their work. 

 

Ann Rhys Matthews
Arlene Green
Donna Sandstrom

Anne Rhys Matthews                  Donna Sandstrom                    Arlene Green

 

Anne Rhys Matthews  : For those of you sick of the dueling docs (and if you aren't, you shouldn't be here), here's the cure. Anne is a true doctor.  A real medical doctor.  I love her: her humanity, her respect for humanity, her humanness, her caring.

These shine forth in every line of her writing.  Go to the The Stand-In , which is nominally about adoption or  The Heart of the Matter, ostensibly about cataract surgery.  You'll come away marveling at her healing powers, her uncanny empathy, her regard for the other and her heart.

 

Donna Sandstrom: On her "25 Things" post, I had commented that she was the most naturally, spiritually connected person I'd encountered on thes boards. And that her writing was out of this world.

Her On Harvesting Oysters begins:  Last week I went to Desolation Sound to help my friends harvest oysters at their family cabin.  That echoes, and in my mind surpasses, Daphne du Maurier's famous beginning to Rebecca.

Read her on Music:

Dad was Hank Williams at the Grand Ol’ Opry
On a scratchy old record at the back of the rack.
Mom was Van Cliburn, Rachmaninoff, Tchaikovsky

Jesse's Ghost is one of the most touching tributes to a dead friend I've read. And last but not least, Sam and Lily have got to be two of the most beautiful and beautifully photographed cats in all of creation.

 

Arlene Green: I love this geek Goth goddess. She ranges from writing about additives in vaccines to HP Scientific calculators to A certain part of the male anatomy:

Okay, first of all, no woman in their right mind is going to call 5 times about that in one day. Any guy who does not take this as a sign to run for the flippin' hills because he does indeed have a potential stalker on his hands deserves what he gets.

A line which when crossed turns stamina and a really good time into...

oh my god...is he EVER going to come?

 

Her lusting after an HP Programmable Scientific Calculator  resonated with this dog.  (The 15C was a gift from the gods, but do any of you readers remember, the fucking thing used Reverse Polish Notation. Arlene looks way too young for RPN. Geeks are directed to the HP Museum.)  And she ices the cake with a political Venn diagram!

 

Rosina Lippi
Susan Mitchell
mad_typist

Rosina Lippi                                         mad typist                      Susan Mitchell 

Rosina Lippi: Her Storytelling is essential  is essential reading for all aspiring OS writers. Tell me this doesn't grab you:

Carlo Antonio Lippi rendered himself notorious by killing the baron of Porcile, Antonio Cesare Ventimiglia. This was during the rule of Giuseppe Buonaparte over the kingdom of Naples. As Carlo was about to deliver the fatal shot he shouted "Signore, Giuseppe Bonaparte sends you this!" Carlo was a hero of the people and escaped all punishment with their help.

She concludes:  Faulkner said if there's a story in you, it has to come out but really, that's not exactly true. There are multiple stories in everybody. It serves you best to let them out. Well said.

 

mad typist: A liberal, secular humanist who is a former member of the Armed Services AND she is a girl. And that's why her football commentary is better than anything you'll find on SI!

The dish in Fooooosball commentary is delicious: Parcells was livid about (Jason)Taylor participating in Dancing With The Stars, instead of doing a traditional workout. And again, re Chris Dooley's attempt at writing: It reads like a cheeseball letter to Penthouse.

Her More on the Back Door Draft and Women in Combat give a rare (at least on OS)  insider's view of the volunteer army which is compelling reading.

 

Susan Mitchell:  OK, I love her. And so do 14,378 other OSers at last count. She introduced herself in  the now-classic My 15 Minutes of Blog?:

Just as we all should have our 15 minutes of fame, we each need our own home page, full of broken links and stale news, unchanged since shortly after its creation. This is mine.

What followed were some of the most honest writing and some of the most beautiful pictures to grace these pages. She occasionally laments she lacks bbd's equipment -- well, I'll say : look at Susan's Senior Portrait and I'll tell you, bbd, no offense, she doesn't need your equipment.

And led by the aforementioned bbd, Susan inspired some of the most heightened creativity by the community  in the "Six for Susan" series.  

 

Stellaa
bbd
pretend_farmer

Stellaa                                                       pretend_farmer                       bbd

 

Stellaa:  Stellaa needs no build-up. Fearless in stating her positions and defending them, our dueling docs and others can learn from her how this can be done obdurately yet civilly. But as much as her current, political posts, to me she shines through her more personal ones.

Cinema, Alexandria The 1960's  is  such a jewel, describing her childhood in Alexandria, Egypt:  Nothing will ever be like my childhood movie experiences in Alexandria, Egypt in the 1960's. The Amir, the Rialto, the Metro, the Royal. Each, theater, a grand dame built sometime in the forties and fifties.....

Greek Mothers and Daughters is timeless and universal (especially resonant in the Caveat household with a now 22 year-old daughter):  Her tone of anger or, my tone of pathetic? I remember it always turned on the word “tone”. Real tone or implied tone-- did not matter.  And yet the conflict or anger is subsumed under the love of the lead photograph -- of her daughter's hand.


pretend_farmer: If AZ David weren't a fellow Salonista to whom courtesy is owed in such matters (and besides he knows my UID number) I'd be doing a reverse Glen Campbell in an Oklahoma minute (I think that's how far he got). pretend_farmer's life is one of drama and fun and pratfalls and passion :  what a life and how well she records it and how lucky we are that she shares it with us.

From her (hilarious? not funny?) My Son is a Republican; What Did I Do Wrong? through her Anniversary Gift  and of course the immortal chicken who died in her bra to the wonderful pictures of her menagerie (both human and animal) and her backyard wildlife and devastating flood, we get to know of a strong, smart, resilient, wickedly funny woman. Man, now if we could just do something about that David character.....

 

bbd: The best photographer on Open Salon by most accounts. But it's not just pretty pictures and his fancy equipment (see full frontal below). He's a photographer with heart, an open heart. 

His Anniversary picture of his wife in  happy 27  is palpably suffused with love, which together with the Joni Mitchell song, glistened this Dawg's eyes.

And he can write a bit, too. the visitor starts out with Sherman Alexie and ends with:

“Oh, honey…I didn’t know you had that in you,” she said with a hint of what may come later. It was better than being Fabio on the cover of a bodice ripper. The aphrodisia of manly manliness is a powerful drug.

And all this precipitated by........... You gotta read it to find out.

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There's a lot more.

Joan Walsh on Mildred Loving, the civil rights pioneer whose case overturned the ban on inter-racial marriage and who, before she died, urged approval of gay marriage.

 

 J.R.Gibson whose Bubble, Not A Top! written when oil prices were at the $100+ high elicited the following comment:  "We haven't seen the top and when we do, it won't be followed by a return to $50 per barrel prices. But what do I know?"

Already there were some ripples of disquiet. 

kth1120 penned On Civility


Some one flounced out after posting I'm done with Open Salon:

This isn't the article that was lost due to glitches in the Open Salon site. That article sang. This one lumbers.

The angry:  Dammit, people, why don't you answer my email?

The plaintive "I'm sorry that no one read this article"

Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.

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And I would be remiss in overlooking this from  skeptic turtle (a vital member of our community, now on "sabbatical"): Where do pro-choice men fit?

I'm a feminist-identified, heterosexual, married with kids, middle class, Midwestern, white guy. I am also pro-choice.

That got Skeptic Turtle to be  Sandra's Crush of the Week. I wanna be Sandra's Crush of the Week. That's the whole point of this endless slogging through the archives at the dead of night. PLEEEEEAAASE, Sandra.

WOOF

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                                          BBD's  HUMONGOUS EQUIPMENT equipment

                                         

 Photo credit:  Canon Super Telephoto 1200mm f/5.6L EF USM Autofocus Lens

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Oh, I love it when I become subject matter (usually). Thanks, Woofster. You're the best (plus it was fun reading those old posts).
Lovefests are...well...just lovely!
But Cat, the slugfests are ...well... bloody well more fun ;-).

WOOF
Hmm, my observation about Part 1 was that it was a labor of love, but given the last picture on Part 2, I wonder if I was romanticizing just a bit...

Thanks for all these, CCC. It'll take me a while (an enjoyable while) to go through all the pointers.
They are more fun, but Rob St. Amant only shows up for my love-fests. In his chaps...
Wow. I'm humbled, CCC, and honored to be in such good company! (The cats, of course, are taking it in stride ;) You've really put your paws on what drew me here to begin with, and keeps me coming back. What a happy surprise this all turned out to be. Thanks for the great gift of this post, and for being such a big part, yourself, of what is best about OS. WOOF! (Now, how do we get people like Anne to come back!)
Hey, Cb, I do enjoy your posts, though I can't remember if I've ever commented on one. I have to say that you've mastered telling a good story by way of dialog, something that I think is harder than it looks.
You're welcome p_f, those old posts are fun, much of the reason I keep hanging around.

Thanks cb, Rob.

You're welcome, Donna. In fact, my ulterior motive (at least in the form of an experiment) is to see if people will go to the old posts and comment (even the dormant members probably haven't cut off their e-mail notifications), which might induce some visits. I know Anne, Arlene, Elizabeth (knitter), even Le Castor are all back occasionally to comment. It would be great to have them active again, to neutralize some of the other forces here.

WOOF
I just love Daisy! She bought me birthday cake for her birthday and let me slam in it and then protected me from cats and everything.

Barry and I are dating secretly. Don't tell Lonnie.
master Saffron pooch, I love you. I'm humbled and embarrassed a bit to be included, especially in such flagrante delicto sporting the tool in the last image, but for someone to remark about something I wrote, and not just about an image posted, has made me happy enough to sleep with sweet dreams tonight.

Thank you, dear sir, with the most langouriously delivered tummy rub you ever received.
(Freaky didn't get her name for nothing...she knows bootylicious)
(Just between you me and the four blog walls Barry's flagrante delicto is HUGE. He delictoes it everywhere. Someday he's going to poke someones' eye out with that thing.)
Freaky, you're a very droll troll. But just for your trystic convenience I put barry and lonnie on two different posts. A flick of the mouse and a virtually different delicto!

WOOF
bbd, you're entirely welcome. Reading your pieces was a pleasure. But darn it, what does lonnie's butt have that your THING doesn't, I mean he has the ladies hanging all over him. It's an enigma, wrapped in a conundrum... but at least you got Freaky :-).

WOOF
I was going to say, Aw, Freaky, we love you right back, the cats ask about you all the time, but all this talk about delictos got me very distracted.

(CCC, good dog for the clever plan to bring back back the crew!)
master pooch, you make an important point

"If you follow the links and like what you see, RATE THE POST or make a comment. This will bring the posts to the Activity Feed and perhaps others will admire and emulate. I've generally described the first few posts that were made by the writers. Once you're hooked, you'll tend to read all their work. "

I just made a comment similar to this, that OS is somewhat one dimensional in chronology. No many are persistent in digging down into the archives, the past, except yourownself. Once a piece is posted and it runs its course though some friends commenting or rating, sometimes getting some extended attention on most read/rated feeds, things just vanish.

thank you very much for showing us the art in OS...I'm not talking about my own stuff, in getting into your links, I'm getting gobsmacked all over again in rereading treasures.

thanks
bbd, I'd noted your comment (I don't know if it was a post or a comment on someone else's) about the one-dimensionality of OS posts. Exactly: the half-life seems to be about twelve hours, maybe a bit more if you make it onto the right hand panels or the cover. Without better search or threading capabilities, I don't know what can be done other than what I and some others are doing: manually digging up stuff and bringing it to the forefront.

But they are treasures (and at the risk of invidious comparisons, there seem to have been a much higher proportion of gold to dross in the early going ) and it's a pleasure digging up these old bones (just in the dog genes, I guess :-).

WOOF
First, of course, I have to thank you profusely for including me in your list of the worthy. (This also explains why I found all those comments on an old post of mine this morning! What a delight!)

Second... well, wow. So many thoughts about all this. About the original "intent" of OS, about the silliness of only reading what was posted in the last few hours, about... I could go on and on. I WILL go on and on. Expect to find me hanging out amongst the comments all day today!
Oh, and Barry. I always suspected as much. Lonnie is in the "Tarts!" section of my OS blog roll for obvious reasons, but I may have to invent a special category just for you. Whoooeee, baby!
Thank you for such kind words and for placing me in this list. I feel like a movie star before the Oscars: "It's an honor just to be nominated."

I couldn't figure out why people were reading my posts again. I haven't written since late August - I've been sick. But lately some ideas have been forming - a sign of healing if ever there was one - and your thoughtful mention has given me the kick in the pants that I needed.

Thanks again.
Ann, nice to see you again. I'm sorry about the sickness and I'm really looking forward to reading your stuff again. xo
Susan, you're more than welcome. And I'm glad people are "finding" you, one of the hopes of this series (I'll comment more on Part I). But before ya get too excited about Barry's THING, lemme warn ya: it's 33" long and weighs 36 pounds!!! YIKES.

Ann, you're welcome. To say you're sorely missed (see Donna's comment above, Lonnie in Part I) sounds cliché (which Dawg tries to avoid like fleas), but especially true in this current OS, medical and otherwise, environment. So, Dawg is drooling (this speaking in the third person can get addictive) at the thought that his little loving nip at the ankles might get you to visit more.

WOOF
See Ann, even before the ink had dried on the pixels of my previous comment, two more voices from the angelic choir - bbd and stella - have been heard. Do not resist. It is karma -- no, I'm not directing anyone to that stupid recent post :-).

Thank you, Stella. "Readers like you are rare" elicits a very happy, tail-wagging, low purry voice notes (Boxers can do that sound, weirds out non-Boxer knowing bipeds) from Dawg.

WOOF
Ann! So great to see you here. We surely missed you. Write something! (kick, kick)

(CCC - it worked! Extra biscuits for the pooch!)
I love the two pieces and all the writers I've visited so far. They are truly exceptional -- so far above the norm of the current stuff on OS that a rather disquieting thought occurred to me.

Are your posts just a lament to go back to the good old days? Has OS passed you and this group of writers by? I know your hope is that by exposing the public to their writing and getting some of them to come back, OS "standards" will be raised a notch or two.
You know I love ya, dog, I just hope you won't be too disappointed if that does not happen.

Shanti.
I want to know where Barry put that thing when he's not using it. ;)

Another excellent post, you good dog you. Scritch scritch.