November 2, 2008
Chattanooga - home of the Moon PIe
Chattanooga, my home town - soon to be your source for a Volkswagen midsized sedan?
Oh - for all your Moon Pie needs (MoonPie is a figment of modern marketing, thank you very much) go here.
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October 11, 2008
Worried about economic collapse? Get over it!
Apocalypse postponed. Normalcy restored.
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October 5, 2008
You think I'm joking about the Apocalypse? How 'bout them 'Dores?
Vanderbilt goes 5-0 for the first time since 1943. Beats Auburn for the first time since 1955? My friend the chaplain went said it was the first time he's ever had trouble getting tickets to a Vanderbilt game; I'm praying that his voice holds up for Mass in the morning. As the article my other faithful Nashville correspondent sent me suggests, it's the Revenge of the Nerds - and that was last week!
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September 25, 2008
"I don't think it's too much of a stretch to blame it all on the Amish."
Amy Welborn expresses herself about Fort Wayne, Indiana. If you've ever longed for the close-knit, the familiar, the traditional . . . you might want to read this.
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September 20, 2008
Natural Disasters Past and Present
As Ike was heading toward Galveston I listened to a different kind of disaster history - John Barry's Rising Tide: The Great Mississippi Flood of 1927 and How It Changed America (link to the Audible abridged version).
Barry keeps two things going on through the book - the enormous permanence of the Mississippi River and the incidental fact of the 1927 flood. I've seen the Mississippi, after all, and know how big it is, but I had never really understood what that means. That, for instance, the river bed is at sea level already at Vicksburg. In other words, the water on the bottom at Vicksburg has no particular reason to GO anywhere - so the flow on the upper levels produces turbulence. That's why the currents are so crazy on the Mississippi.
Barry traces the attempts to control the river back to the first French levees, but he's really interesting in the 19th Century engineers, because it was their systems that finally failed in 1927. He gets in lots of detail, but so fluently that I never felt swamped by it. Mississippians come of much better than the enormously selfish power brokers of New Orleans in the treatment of the flood and the aftermath; once again I wondered why we keep rescuing New Orleans. Pretty place, I know, but really.
The aftermath - recovery might be too kind - of the flood changed America, too. The enormous government intervention catapulted Herbert Hoover to the Republican ticket for 1928, despite a really unsuccessful relief effort. FEMA has a genealogy. The enormous economic ruin of the flood also accelerated the emigration of Southern Blacks to the North. Barry does an excellent job explaining the peculiar paternalistic system exemplified by Leroy Percy in Greenville, MS, and how the flood stopped it dead. William Alexander Percy, author of Lanterns on the Levee, comes off considerably less well; I'm going to have to reread Lanterns - it's been a long time. I have to suppose that Walker Percy at least gets a passing mention in the book version, but he fell before the needs of abridgment in the audio version.
My verdict: interesting and well-told, but I wouldn't pick up the book to see what was left out in the abridgment. Really, the only bad thing was the title. Why "rising tide" if it's about a RIVER? What was he thinking?
By the way, the water's rising now. Go look.
Rising Tide from Amazon.
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September 12, 2008
Hurricane Shut-down
My alma mater is battening down the hatches.
We dodged hurricanes during my four years (1980-1984). There was one pretty serious blow that happened just before orientation week one year; when we got back the live oaks were missing many of their leaves, but I think I remember that only one tree went down on campus. There was a legacy of masking tape on all the windows for months!
Sometime during my first year someone explained to me that the map of the Gulf on the big brown shopping bags at Weingarten's were actually printed there so that you could cut one up, stick it to the refrigerator with a magnet, and track the incoming tropical storms.
Here's praying William Rice's Marsh doesn't fill up this time!
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September 3, 2008
The Great Mississippi Flood of 1927
This week I've been listening to John M. Barry's Rising Tide: The Great Mississippi Flood of 1927 and How It Changed America. Sadly, it was only available in an abridged version on Audible. For instance, the book-on-iPod version manages to tell the story of the Flood of '27 and the Percys without ever mentioning Walker Percy. Somehow I figure the unabridged print version doesn't do that. Still, it was an interesting book - and fit my definition of recorded book perfectly - something I probably wouldn't get around to reading on the page. In this case, it's quite rare that I bother to read American history.
It also seemed fortuitous that I'd bought this before Gustav came along, since so much of this book is about the fall of New Orleans from major city to backwater in the aftermath of the Flood - and the horrible behavior of the New Orleans elite, who rather cheerfully decided to flood two downstream parishes.
I didn't know much about the Herbert Hoover side of dealing with this particular disaster before. Barry is very interesting on the machinations between local, state, Red Cross, and federal relief efforts. Is there something comparable on the Galveston Hurricane? Listening to this would perhaps give a little perspective to some people who wailed and gnashed their teeth about Katrina, except those who think that the Federal Government should be able to achieve all things.
LeRoy Percy comes off as a much greater man than his rather unsatisfactory son, William Alexander Percy, in this telling. I read Lanterns on the Levee a long time ago - I need to read that again.
All in all, I think I'll be recommending to book to a lot of people.
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August 30, 2008
Church bells and waves of nostalgia
The Methodist Church chimes just rang six o'clock - and then played the bit of Brahms' First Symphony which some of my readers know by heart as the Bright School Song. There - bet you're humming already, Shelton! Follow the link and you can download the music for Country Gardens, too!
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June 6, 2008
Lord of all he surveys
I've been slow about uploading pictures lately - I just put up some on Flickr from my stay in Chattanooga last month.
Here's Luc, 18 and still pushing people around, enjoying a shady moment on the back patio of my parents' house - which was uncharacteristically uncluttered. When I was home last summer it was simply too hot to ever sit out there, but that was in August. This year, and in May, it was quite lovely - and I got a good signal from Mother's wireless.
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May 13, 2008
Almost ready to return to the frozen North
After 4 months in Italy I have a pretty severe food reaction, and this trip was no different. Since getting home I have eaten variously and well, but I've covered most of the bases - Chinese, Indian, Southern, Mexican - and today barbecue! And tonight, Krystals!
I guess I can head back to Geneva, now.
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May 9, 2008
Strolling through someone else's graduation
I'm visiting my life-long* friend the Catholic chaplain for Vanderbilt University for a few days. For various logistical reasons (remember last year's summer-of-the-tenure-case hell?) I haven't been to Nashville for a couple of years (he was appointed chaplain in the summer of 2006), so I've had some catching up to do. We're still working on scheduling lunch with another high school friend, (both of whose parents were also at Vanderbilt with ours, by the way, and with whom I went to school from K-12).
We walked over to the graduation to see part of the procession. I was struck with how BIG Vanderbilt is - or maybe what a small liberal arts college these Colleges are. Vanderbilt has to have a Jumbotron on the Quad! The music was shaping up to be splendid, but we left before the faculty procession; I wanted to stay for the headgear, always the highlight of regalia, but Father has a funeral.
Click and send money to the Chaplaincy. Father Baker promises to have a more integrated click-and-give function up soon!
*At the brunch he threw for graduating students, people kept asking how I knew Father. The simple answer is that all four of our parents knew each other at Vanderbilt - I don't remember not knowing Father.
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May 7, 2008
The power of the visual
Stage-managing a rally to create a sense of the overwhelming enthusiasm for Change for the Sake of Change - go look. Yet another sign of the normal behavior of the Obama campaign. Everyone on both sides does this kind of thing, but it's always nice to get it confirmed.
Be sure to scroll down for the bumpersticker, too.
via Instapundit
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April 25, 2008
Getting Ready for HOME
And the Leningrad Cowboys kinda help. Thanks, Dan!
Though all things considered, I prefer Shelby Lynne's version of home:
Though given where I'm headed, Miss Patti Page* is more appropriate than Miss Lynne. Well, we Southerners are enriched by our suffering, so multiple melancholies can only help.
Why melancholy? Well, I leave Rome Monday after a very good four months. We had a good program, I made some friends, I liked my apartment. Still and all, I'm headed home, and that's good.
*Omigosh - she released that the year before my parents graduated from high school!
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January 1, 2008
Going and Growing
Yesterday in the midst of erranding around Mama and I went to the newest stretch of park on the North Shore. We saw a flock of Segways, and me without my camera! Evidently someone is offering Segway tours of the waterfront. Here's a news story. The Renaissance Park, to the west of the Market Street Bridge, is so odd - so many disconnected straight line board walks, pyramidal mounds, and objects for contemplation - that if I taught locally I'd have my students imagine they were archaeoastronomers and try to figure out the alignments. Some of the elements point to decorative features across the Tennessee River, but not all of them!
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December 28, 2007
Ack! I leave in 4 days!
Christmas was great. I seem to have gotten over my early-life "O Holy Night" trauma finally (that was 9th grade, by the way). I do like the texts for the Mass of Christmas Day a lot. There was more loot than I'd asked for, but no dress shirts, which was an explicit request. With some luck I won't wear a button down shirt and tie in a classroom for some time, so I can cruise on the current backlog. The one tie I got (thanks, Patrick!) is interesting and, I think, wearable with the tweed jacket I'm taking to Rome. Of course, I intend to buy ties there!
Mother and I ran down to Birmingham to see the big show of stuff from Pompeii - bound for Houston, next. If you're in range you ought to go! It's great!
Of course, being the happy South and having two of the ingredients for the game satisfied (mid-South, college-educated) we had not one but two small-world incidents in the museum restaurant.* As we were finishing our meal one of my favorites of my father's former colleagues came in with his wife and mother. We went over to say howdy to them, and one of mother's first cousins walked over. Cousin Julius at least has the excuse of living in Birmingham, but we certainly hadn't planned to run into him Wednesday!
My current traumas?
1. Not all the students who are not taking the group flight have told us when they intend to arrive. Oh, well - it was made clear to them from the get go that if they can't meet us at the airport they are responsible for their own ground transfer to the first hotel. Still, in loco parentis and all, one worries.
2. Then, in the midst of corresponding with one of the ones who had until then not told us when she intended to arrive, I find out that there is a major disagreement between what the HANDBOOK gives as the arrival time and what everyone seems to think as the arrival time for the group flight. I'm confused. I'm sure it will work out, but one worries.
3. I'm still working on reconstructing a book of readings which I foolishly misremembered as being all neat and pretty .doc files ready to print. No such luck.
So - it'll get done, I'll get away, but it's not going to be pretty.
*some of my long-term readers may remember the Small World party game (though I used to play it in bars and hotel lobbies in the Atlanta of my youth). Name 3-4 characteristics, and if the crowd has them in common I will know someone or someone's college roommate or someone's sibling. Mine used to be Southern, private high school or college, Presbyterian or Episcopalian. That usually did it. Mr. Barrow isn't a Southerner, but he's lived in Chattanooga 35 years or so. Southern and the kind of people who go to museums worked Wednesday, and I bet if I'd asked around we would have found some more remote hits. What are your 3 or 4?
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August 18, 2007
What I did with my Summer Vacation . . .
I turned in the Big Box of Me and fled Upstate New York for the Purgatorial Fires of the South. GOSH it's been hot down here by any standards. Luckily, my parents have been gradually putting some a.c. in the house (their new bedroom wing is all chilled for their comfort), so it wasn't so bad.
My sister and I took some of her chirren down to Coolidge Park to the water park and the carrousel - and the whole occasion was photogenic.
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August 4, 2007
$250 million facelift for Graceland
Yes. Two hundred and fifty million dollars. For Graceland.
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July 23, 2007
A complete tapestry!
I love The Closer!
Tonight was Hollywood Airhead Night + Detectives in Protective Gear. It's hard to explain - but the woman who hired a lunk head to kill her husband gets dragged out of the interrogation room screaming "It's a complete mystery of justice! A complete tapestry!" And then she attackes the lunk head. Beautiful.
You know, Kyra Sedwick really does a good job of sounding like a nice girl from Middle Georgia, at least by filmic standards. Yeah, I've mentioned the fact that she can act before.
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June 5, 2007
News from Home - Goats for Kudzu Control
The city of Chattanooga is using goats to eat kudzu on Missionary Ridge. I think that's a lovely idea - but folk wisdom teaches that animal flesh fed on kudzu is green, so this is not going to be a closed-loop system. Maybe the kids will be unaffected - they're tastiest, anyway!
I used to park next to a stand of kudzu at a summer job (and I was always a little afraid the car would be taken before I came out in the afternoon), but I learned then that kudzu flowers smell like grape jelly. Not grapes, grape jelly, a freshly popped jar of Smucker's grape jelly.
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March 30, 2007
The Rotunda and the Lawn
When I was blogging about UVa the other day I remembered that not everyone has a good visual memory ('visual learners' my foot). Google images didn't turn up what I wanted, but a flickr search did. This is from Steve Cholewiak, who kindly agreed to let me upload it to the blog. Click and see his other photos, especially his amazing high definition range photos of a clock tower at Purdue! Ain't the internet great?
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December 26, 2006
The Aftermath
Luc is tired. So am I. In a good, nephew-and-niece-oriented way, of course!
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December 24, 2006
Christmas Eve shopping
I don't know about the other parts of Chattanooga, but out Hixson Pike to Northgate Mall and the environs is not crowded at all - I'm glad not to be a retailer today! I think I would be frustrated.
Someone paid for billboards all over town: Buy your wine and liquor early! Liquor stores closed Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve!.
Useful advice - I shopped early.
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December 23, 2006
The Tennessee Bureau of Investigation Snoops for Cash
Sorry I didn't have my camera with me, but I saw a great billboard in Red Bank, TN, for a service provided by the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation advertising their willingness to sell you a background check for $29.00. Yes, the state agency does it for a fee. Download the form, fax it in, wait for the results and know what's up. Their webpage asks, "Why Judge a Book by its Cover?"
I did click on the FAQ and find this, which suggests that the TBI isn't all that thrilled about doing this kind of work either:
Why is there a fee associated with the checks?Note that "forced".
The TBI was forced to launch a new unit to process background checks for the general public. A portion of the $29 fee is used to cover salaries and other administrative costs. Any money earned above and beyond that will be used to offset budget cuts sustained by the Bureau over the past two years.
Of course, given the long, narrow shape of Tennessee (Chattanooga's metro area runs into Georgia and Alabama isn't far at all, Memphis is next to Mississippi and Arkansas, and Nashville is spitting distance to Kentucky) I wonder how useful a one-state-only background check would be.
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September 5, 2006
Life in the Carolinas
The things you learn from reading blogs!
You have to poke a hissing cockroach pretty dang hard before it'll hiss at you.
And that's only one of 6 things to learn from Big Arm Woman today!
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August 28, 2006
Media accents
You know, Kyra Sedgwick for someone who was born in New York City and is married to Kevin Bacon isn't very bad at sounding like she might be from somewhere north of Atlanta. Not anything like Holly Hunter, who really is from south of Atlanta, but you know. We Southerners accept small dialectical mercies. Her "Thank yew" is especially strong.
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August 6, 2006
Dad. Daddy. Mama. Mother.
Ugh. Billy Crudup refers to his Daddy as "Dad." Well, it is Albert Finney, who's not anyone's authentic Daddy from some real place in the South.
Big Fish. Big disappointment. The only human being in the first 4 listings is Jessica Lange. Not a good sign. I mean, I love Helena Bonham Carter, but she's not a real person, is she? Just look at her depiction of the Witch. Might as well be one of those little puppets from Rudolph
Though I will say that the idea that the local giant needs a Big City with All You Can Eat buffets is kinda charming.
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July 19, 2006
What to do with peaches?
The New York Times runs a dessert-with-peaches suggestion from the owner of my favorite restaurant in Atlanta, Floataway Café. Anne Quatrano is big on ice milk with peaches. '“Why bother making a custard?” Ms. Quatrano said. “I understand the richness thing, but the lightness of an ice milk is much more appealing in the summer.”' Hmmm. Interesting.
Bear in mind that my favorite restaurant in Atlanta is now a pretty meaningless designation. I haven't spent more than 10 days there total since August of 1999 (though I have eaten at the Floataway 3 times since then). I never liked Bacchanalia, their flagship restaurant, quite so much. Floataway is in a strange little 1960s industrial park called Zonolite Road - my last Atlanta mechanic was just around the corner from them.
There are times I miss Atlanta. There are lots of times I miss the South. Anytime I think about fresh peaches I sure do!
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July 3, 2006
Cookouts and celebrations
Last year's edition of the cookout I went to yesterday was held Memorial Day weekend and was in celebration of tenure for the host; this year we (well, the members of his department who were there) were celebrating his elevation to department chairman. Yay, Nick! Or, maybe, Sorry, Nick!
He seems pretty sanguine about his future as a catherd.
I've lived up here long enough to figure out that despite their desire to be known as adventurous and daring people who eat all sorts of exotic cuisines, the humble black eyed pea is not a big seller among the rootless intellectual class. So I suppressed my own preference and made a black bean and brown rice salad. I had misplaced the recipe and ended up calling my Aunt Sarah to confirm; it turned out splendidly, and there's even a little bit left for today:
INGREDIENTS:
2 cups cooked black beans
3 cups cooked rice
1 tomato - diced
1 avocado - diced
1 red pepper - diced
2 teasp cumin
1/2 cup chopped scallions
2 tbsp chooped cilantro
1/4 cup lime juice
1/3 cup olive oil
salt
pepper
METHOD:
...In a mixing bowl, combine the drained beans with the rice, celery, tomato, avocado, and red pepper.
...In a small bowl, whisk together all of the dressing ingredients.
...Pour the dressing over the beans and rice mixture and stir thoroughly.
...Chill.
...Garnish with extra cilantro or parsley.
Easy and tasty.
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June 12, 2006
Weddings and gravestones
The wedding came off with no fatalities - just all the very best of family stress. It really doesn't matter whether it's genetics or environment, but all the women in my family (oh, hell - all of us) have very clear ideas of what we want. The sad truth that we produce these events cooperatively means that titans clash . . . but in a good way. The groom from the last one (THAT one was a beach wedding - if you can do anything in your power to avoid a 'destination wedding' at a beach I advise you to do so) turns out to be a very useful addition to the family; he's capable of looking around a garden, finding something to do, and doing it without asking - yay, Josh! Everyone cleaned up nice, too, and the dancing (powered in part by yours truly's iTunes) went on and on.
I'll post some pics of gravestones over on Flickr - we had fun and family piety aplenty.
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June 7, 2006
Ah, Summer
Well, I'm thawed - the last few weeks of Upstate New York are working out of my system, and we're headed to West Tennessee today for a wedding (yay, cousin Mamie!). Barbecue (Unlce Jimmy's version of the family sauce). Tinklers abounding. Pretty much everyone will be there but my sister and her family, because of their blessed event scheduled to happen . . . to happen . . . . Cate? We have our cell phones turned on!
Of course, we were thinking of leaving at 9 and at 9 my mother starts watering impatiens. My family. I love 'em.
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May 27, 2006
University Building
Here are two very interesting, very different articles from the New York Times Magazine about universities and construction projects - Columbia and the University of Virginia.
Columbia is dealing (rather poorly, the article suggests) with its neighborhood and a very difficult past as it tries to expand. Columbia ends up sounding much more like a real estate developer flacked by prominent architects promising urban renewal through Modern Architecture (my capitals) than like a university with space problems. I'm not convinced, and the neighborhood isn't, either.
The University of Virginia is facing an impossible question - imitate Jefferson, or the Spirit of Jefferson. That is to say, classcism or innovation? It doesn't help that the University is stuck in a marketing problem, too - but not with its neighborhood so much as with the alumni who have to agree to pay for the building. The article quotes the Dean of the School of Architecture: "We all love the Lawn here," she said. "We just love it in different ways." That sums up the balancing act pretty well.
On Columbia's expansion project into West Harlem.
On UVa's ongoing attempt to decide what style to build new campus buildings.
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March 15, 2006
The Andes...
The Andes are as tall and pointy as they always looked in pictures! Malbec is even better sipped at the winery!
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November 25, 2005
How to rebuild after a hurricane
So what do you do after a hurricane blows away your house? The State of Mississippi is hoping people will rebuild in local styles and is giving away a pattern book for it:
Next week, the Commission on Recovery, Rebuilding and Renewal, which was organized by the Mississippi governor, Haley Barbour, will begin giving away free copies of "A Pattern Book for Gulf Coast Neighborhoods."I've got to get my hands on this item of the New Urbanist conspiracy (neocons in architecture?).The 72-page pattern book details the basic features of traditional houses and, starting with a letter from Governor Barbour himself, strongly urges people to replicate them as closely as possible as they rebuild.
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October 5, 2005
Talkin' bout my generation . . . .
Well, most of us have much (yes, Mr. Clark, you still have 'much') of our hair still, but no one was displaying any tattoos. That made this thorough article on tattoo removal all the more poignant today. I shoulda asked my classmate the Nashville plastic surgeon what he thought of tattoo removal as an income generator. I've told several of my students that if I were to go to medical school I'd think about nose-piercing reconstruction and tattoo removal as a specialty. THEIR generation's going to need a lot of it.
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June 12, 2005
Middle Age
Go see what you buy if you're a really nice early-middle-aged man from Chattanooga, TN. It's enough to make me take up riding my bicycle faster just so I can justify one.
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May 4, 2005
This is why I can't take talk about Harold Ford seriously
Harold Ford for President? Let me put it this way -- he has more family baggage than Hillary!. Read this one about his father the state senator.
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April 30, 2005
The Fish Tank adds salt
I never cease to be amazed by the Tennessee Aquarium; it has driven the redevelopment of my hometown's downtown almost exactly the way its founders said it would -- if not more so. They exceeded their predicted number of visitors the first year and have continued to do so. Now they've added a large saltwater section (they always had one large saltwater tank, but this is a whole wing).
One of the neat things about the Tennessee Aquarium is that it has a narrative. You start by riding a very tall escalator to the top of the building to a "mountain cove" setting where it mists, real birds fly around chirping, and the otters play (my father still swears he's never seen an otter and that they are just a marketing tool). As you wend your way down through the building to the exit you are following the course of the water from the Appalachias to the Gulf of Mexico, with the displays reflecting that. When they do "rivers of the world" it's in the same area as the main channel of the Tennessee River. It's a very cleverly designed building. I'm looking forward to seeing how they integrate a new wing with a salt water setting, or if they simply declare "heeeeere's the Ocean!"
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March 5, 2005
Oh, my. The old neighborhood just ain't what it was.
A note for my Southern readers:
My parents next door neighbors' children are having a benefit concert in their back yard tonight. One of 'em is in a Phish-like jam band - but they very politely asked permission of the neighbors and left a cell phone number to call and complain if they got too loud. My parents and their immediate across the street neighbors are now very much the oldest people on the street; several of the neighbors are contemporaries (and one is a grammarschool classmate) of mine. There are two houses at the foot of the hill with Tibetan prayer flags on their porches. North Chattanooga is really something, lately.
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February 23, 2005
Interested in NEW Catholic Colleges?
If you have a strong feeling that people should go to NEW Catholic colleges because they're more likely to be orthodox than old ones, try this one - Southern Catholic College. I'm not at all sure that I agree with the put-your-college-in-an-isolated-location model*, but Dawsonville isn't far from Atlanta.
Read this article about the high level administrators at Southern Catholic. These are people with appropriate professional experience to do their jobs and with good local connections. They look well-financed, and without all the money coming from a single donor.
Their reason for starting the college isn't some quirky view of education or some idea that they will provide the salvation for Catholic education -- they wanted a Catholic college in the Atlanta area and they have the money. The archdiocese of Atlanta has seen an explosion of Catholic schools - both diocesan and independent - and this is the fruit of that growth. There are now at least 6 Catholic high schools in the archdiocese (4 diocesan, 1 Marist, 1 Legionaries of Christ**, 1 independent [though with an interesting relationship to the chancery]). THEN there are all those other Catholics across the South who are severely underserved by Catholic colleges without snow on campus.
*I know, I know - I teach in centrally isolated Geneva, NY. - but I chose to go to college in Houston, myself.
**Pinecrest is up to 10th grade this year, so in 2 years they'll be k-12. They already have 700 or so students. Demography in Atlanta is kinda scary.
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