My next door neighbor has a 10 year old son, and they were
walking by my door the other day.
The son said, “I can’t wait to be grown up.”
The father asked, “Why’s that?”
The son said, “I want to be able to boss a kid around.”
I don’t think I ever would have put it that way, but I’m pretty
sure that’s exactly the way I felt at his age.
I have the major pieces of what I’ve been meaning to do on the
websites done, although I’d still like to have better searching
for pieces on SerpentPublications.org
and better graphic design both places.
But the big thing that happens in the near future is a lot of
more “formal” entertaining than I do the rest of the year.
There’s the family Thanksgiving dinner, which happens at my place
and includes some friends who like having a family dinner but
their families are too far away. Then there’s the Christmas
party, which this year will probably be December 20, which is
usually the largest number of people in my apartment at one time.
And two months later, some time around February 25, is my birthday
party.
Because I have the band over every week, and we sit around
eating and drinking and socializing after the rehearsal, my public
rooms stay superficially more combobulated than they would
otherwise, but it’s still a good thing to get some real
housecleaning done this time of year.
So that’s what I’m planning to spend some of my copious spare
time on this month. There’s a woman who claims to do
environmentally friendly carpet cleaning that I might call, and I
could try to hang the handmade quilts I inherited from Bonnie, and
recover the chairs with stains or rips in their covers, and maybe
do something about the sofa cushions.
This is not to mention the upstairs cleaning. If I got rid of
all the obsolete or non-working computer junk, there might be room
to unfold the futon in the computer room. And I’d feel more like
brewing if the room the brewing stuff is stored in had the stuff
decreased or arranged better so that I could get to the stuff more
than 4 feet from the door.
Of course, housecleaning of any kind would be less difficult to
contemplate if my lungs weren’t still in reactive mode after that
cold I had a month ago. So maybe it will be the website
improvements that happen after all.
I thought I should have taken pictures to illustrate the cyser
making post a couple of days ago, so here they are.
![[cyser carboy]](https://i0.wp.com/serpentpublications.org/laymusic/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/cyser.jpg)
This is the cyser carboy, while I’m adding the extra honey.
This is two days after adding honey, and probably 5 days after
the cider was pressed.
![[cider carboy]](https://i0.wp.com/serpentpublications.org/laymusic/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/cider.jpg)
This is the one-ingredient cider 5 days after pressing. The
bubbles are coming through the fermentation lock every 5 seconds or so.
This one’s even worse than the
first one from a usability standpoint.
The problem is that this one’s a PDF file, but instead of
reading it with one of the many excellent PDF readers in the
world (including Adobe’s), I still have to read it with Adobe
Digital Editions.
Adobe Digital Editions, instead of having menus across the top
with helpful items like “rotate screen”, and “go to full screen for
the text”, has buttons scattered around the part of the screen
that isn’t text. With the epub format, two of the buttons
enlarged and reduced the font size, but the PDF’s don’t reflow,
so all you can do is change the size of the text window. The
largest size I managed to get on my 14 inch laptop is readable,
but if I had an “enlarge font” button, I would still push it.
Especially if I were trying to read in bed, which I haven’t
bothered to do with this one.
On reading the epub book last week, I found myself wishing I
had a netbook, but with this one, I doubt that I would be able
to get a readable size of text, so this book would probably be
even less readable with a netbook.
It isn’t clear what the rationale for having some books in epub
format and some in PDF, but they seem to be about half and half,
so if there are only 108 books and half of them are unreadable,
that gives me even less incentive to buy another gadget.
I should mention that my eyes are a lot better than those of
most people my age. When I was younger I was unusually good at
reading fine print. Until I turned 40, I could read the
condensed Oxford English Dictionary without the magnifying
glass. Now I still don’t carry reading glasses
around with me, although in my home, I usually do have a pair
within reach. So if I can’t get a good font, there are a
lot of people in the world who can’t read the book even by squinting.
I think this is our tax dollars at work. It’s sad that people
whose job is to serve the public have so little concept of
how to implement technology to do that.
I don’t seem to have blogged about making cyser since 2006, but
I do still do it every year.
Last year I experimented and made three beverages from the
cider I bought at the ciderfest
and fermented them all on the wild yeasts from the Carlson Orchards
apples. It was reasonably successful, although none of them is
really ready to drink yet. (A year is a pretty short time for a
cyser, and should be OK for a cider, but it really tastes like the
slightly sulfurous quality in the one-ingredient cider is that
kind that goes away with age.)
So this year I’m making 3 gallons of the one-ingredient cider
(simplest recipe in the world — put the cider in a carboy and put
on a fermentation lock and forget about it for a few months, then
bottle) and 5 gallons of the cyser (almost as simple except that
you add between two and three pounds of honey for each gallon of
cider).
I still had about 8 pounds of the 20 pounds of honey I bought last year
from an apiary in Lowell in a Wort
Processors group buy. The hard part about making cyser if you
don’t buy the honey and the cider at the same time is that the
honey has crystalized, so you have to heat it gently to convince
it to turn back into a liquid so you can pour it intoyour
carboy.
Last year I skipped that step, and used a brewing bucket
instead of a carboy, and missed watching the liquid clear as the
yeas flocculates out. So this year I swore I was going to do it
right, so I spent half an hour or so this morning watching honey crystals
reliquify, and pushing the ones that hadn’t through the funnel
with a skewer.
I also have 10 pounds of honey that I bought yesterday from Mike Graney, which
would have been easier to use but I thought I should use the older
stuff first. I’ll add some of Mike’s honey when the krausen
(a thick layer of bubbles from actively fermenting yeast, which
usually disappears after a day or two) has gone down, but right
now I’m closer to the top of the carboy than I like to be.
I promised to stop talking about the setup, so I won’t tell you
about the set of cables I just ordered from monoprice.com. Except to
mention that the solution to not having enough TOSLink sockets
is to get a TOSLink
switch. And that I’m still insecure on round 4 of ordering
cables whether I have enough of the right kind.
But I have had a chance to listen to a fair number of different
programs in surround sound, so I’ll tell you about what I’m
getting for the several hundred dollars I spent.
For just music recorded in stereo, it doesn’t really get you
much. The music still comes out of the stereo speakers, which
are still in the same place and the same quality.
For programs like movies and TV shows, it really does
make a difference, though, because the dialog is coming out of
the center channel, and the background music is coming out of
the other speakers, so it really does come through as
background, and doesn’t make the dialog hard to understand.
The FM radio is by default pushed through all the speakers, and
that’s a bit of a disadvantage for the way I use the radio,
because I have the volume down in the living room because of 5
speakers instead of two, but then when I go into the kitchen it
isn’t loud enough to hear.
And the sports programs really are a bit more exciting when you
feel surrounded by the crowd noise. I thought that was a bit
hokey when I first heard it, but now I miss it if I hit a
program like that which isn’t in surround.
I still haven’t listened to a real music DVD that’s been mixed
for surround sound. I moved the Werner Herzog Lohengrin up on
my Netflix queue, so I’ll let you know how that worked out.
There’s also a blu-ray Lohengrin, but I want to see what Herzog
does with it. I’ll tell you some time about the live production I saw
once — it’s an opera that needs a stage director.
We played:
It looks like there will be a meeting next week at Stuart’s.
Le me or Stuart know if you want to come and need directions.
Aram took some likely looking music last night, which he will bring there,
but if there’s something particular you want to play, you should
print it from the
Serpent Publications Site, or ask Stuart to do it if you
aren’t set up to print easily.
After that, we resume our regularly scheduled dropin meetings
(7:45 PM on Tuesdays at my
place)
through November.
In December, there will be a concert by three of us on December
17 at the Boston Public Library Rabb Lecture hall at 2 PM on
December 17. The Tuesday night rehearsals will be restricted to
those performers.
It’s likely the annual party will be on Sunday December 20.
There’s still time to complain if that date isn’t good for
you.
After that (maybe not December 22, but we’ll see), we resume
our regular dropin meetings, except that January 19th will be an
election, so we may have to do something different for that.
The premise of this
book by Lev Grossman is that it’s surprising that the young heroes and
heroines of other fantasies never seem to have read about each
other. So in this book, some of the teenagers recruited to a
Hogwarts-like school for magicians on the banks of the Hudson
River are in fact big fans of a Narnia-like series of books about
a world named Fillory.
I wouldn’t say to run out and buy the book even if you find that
premise intriguing, but I was glad that I could borrow it from my public
library. And I finished it even though reading in bed on that
laptop at the wrong orientation was not doing my neck any good.
The major problem is that the characters aren’t interesting
enough to sustain 400 pages. But all the points about the Narnia
and Harry Potter series are valid, and interesting to
contemplate. Why does Narnia always reform the initially
recalcitrant earthling? If the children lifted to another world
have experienced evil in this one, mightn’t they bring it
there?
If you aren’t a Narnia fan, I would say there’s no point at all
in reading this book. You’ll miss some jokes if you aren’t a
Harry Potter fan, but that’s less critical.
Pretty busy today, since I spent all of yesterday getting ready
for and going to the Boston Wort
Processors Ciderfest.
Normally I bottle the cyser from the previous year before the
Ciderfest, but this year I was lazy and didn’t. It isn’t usually
really ready to drink after only a year, anyway. So I have to
bottle that, and then put the cider I bought into carboys for this
year’s strange
fermented fluids.
I ended up roasting vegetables and putting them on a large
platter. I put some herbs and spices in the oil I brushed on them
before roasting. I had said I was bringing potato salad, but then
a lot of other people were saying they were bringing finger food,
and I thought that was a good idea, since most people don’t spend
all afternoon with a plate and fork in their hands, but they do
spend the afternoon with a drink in their hands, so being able to
eat finger food is important. But most people seem to have eaten
them with forks anyway.
Over half of what I brought were potatoes, but there were
slices of turnip, kohlrabi, fennel, daikon radish, and green
pepper, too.
The weather was perfect, and the setting in a field on the edge
of a pond was idyllic. One of the interesting tasting experiences
was that someone else had done what I did with last year’s cider,
and just dumped it in a carboy with a fermentation lock and let
the wild yeasts do their thing. The two beverages tasted
significantly different. Someone suggested the fermentation
temperatures may have been different. Or of course the local wild
yeasts may be different in Jamaica Plain than in Cambridge,
although you would expect the ones from the apple orchard to
overwhelm the interlopers from the apartment.
I know every other blogger weighed in on this a few weeks ago,
but I had Wanted
and Desired, the documentary about the original trial, in my
Netflix watch now queue, and I wanted to see it before I
pontificated. I got around to watching it last night.
I was pretty sure the current difficulties Polanski is in
aren’t an example of the creeping police state mentality that
the cases of Gates
and my
neighbor seem to be, since this involves someone who has
actually been convicted of something. But I couldn’t tell from
the news reports what the actual story about plea bargains and
time served was.
If you’re interested, you should watch the documentary. But
the short version is that he was indited on a series of
charges, and the one he was willing to plead to was “unlawful
intercourse”. This is less serious than rape, but can still
lead to a 20 year sentence in state prison.
The sentencing problem the judge faced was that there were
enough issues with the conduct of the trial that he didn’t want to give a sentence that would
be appealed. But he thought Polanski should serve some time in
jail. The only sentence that couldn’t be appealed was the 90 day
“evaluation”, which in Polanski’s case took only 42 days.
The judge was outraged that he had achieved only 42 days in
jail and was trying to bargain for more time in jail when
Polanski decided he didn’t trust these bargains and left.
The documentary focuses on the views of the two principal
lawyers in the case, the prosecutor, who looks a lot like Robert
Redford, and the defense attorney, who looks something like Sam
Waterstone. Of course, what you really want is the point of
view of the victim and of Roman Polanski, both of whom are
interviewed, but understandably don’t want to talk about the
more painful aspects of the issue.
My gut opinion is that this is not the way to protect 13 year
old girls from being exploited by older men. This isn’t an
example of random police power, but certainly does indicate that
the intersection of the courts with the media and the political
system can lead to undesirable results for both victims and
criminals.
So if Polanski manages to not come back, I won’t be outraged by
any miscarriage of justice. If he does end up coming back, I hope
any additional sentence can be mostly time served in the Swiss
jail, which I would guess is a lot more civilized than the
California State Prison. (I’m not the only person who thinks
that — the reason the 90 day evaluation got done in 42 days was
that the prison officials were concerned that they wouldn’t be
able to protect him.)
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