2011.04.02 07:00 - Worthy Questions Instead of Dubious Answers

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    The Guardian for this meeting was Eliza Madrigal, filling in for Bertram Jacobus. The comments are by Eliza Madrigal.


    Adams Rubble watches the fountain
    Adams Rubble: Hello Eliza :)
    Adams Rubble: no big crowds here today
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Adams, Good Morning :)
    Eliza Madrigal: yes, I see...
    Adams Rubble: just me
    Adams Rubble: now you
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Eliza Madrigal: possibly treasure hunting...
    Adams Rubble: maybe they got tired out yesterday
    Adams Rubble: hehe
    Eliza Madrigal: I think so!
    Adams Rubble: I see you are done
    Adams Rubble: with the hunt
    Eliza Madrigal: yes :) I'm a bit single-pointed about those kinds of things, can't stop...
    Eliza Madrigal: hah
    Adams Rubble: :)
    Eliza Madrigal: Have you begun?
    Adams Rubble: I tried it and did not get past the first clue. I gave up
    Eliza Madrigal: ooooohhh... but clues are readily available....
    Eliza Madrigal: Five almost defeated me, but I humbled myself
    Eliza Madrigal laughs

    Adams Rubble: It was a very busy week for me
    Adams Rubble: and Pema's last two section of the time chapter threw me a bit
    Adams Rubble: Hello Alfred :)
    Eliza Madrigal: How so?
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi ALfred :)
    Alfred Kelberry: birthday cake! :)
    Adams Rubble: I found it threatening
    Alfred Kelberry: meep!
    Adams Rubble: it was a long time since I felt that
    Alfred Kelberry: *climbs the cake by accident* :)
    Eliza Madrigal: wow, threatening is a strong word...
    Adams Rubble: threw me off my center

    Alfred Kelberry: hi, lovely girls :)
    Eliza Madrigal: haha Boxy :)) you are light and can prob climb without issue
    Adams Rubble: hi lovely box :)
    Eliza Madrigal: Ah, I see, nods
    Alfred Kelberry: yes, the cake is still intact :)
    Eliza Madrigal: like a middle ear infection... :)
    Alfred Kelberry: apart from a few bites that i took :)
    Eliza Madrigal: (not re the cake, heh)
    Adams Rubble: a middle ear infection is real pain

    Alfred Kelberry: shh... i see someone
    Alfred Kelberry: eos! :)
    Adams Rubble: Hello Eos :)
    Eliza Madrigal: someone we have to shh for? :))
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Eos :)
    Eos Amaterasu: hi guys, gals and prims
    Adams Rubble: Hi Wol :)
    Alfred Kelberry: thought maybe it was a trespasser :)

    Wol Euler: hello adams, eliza, boxy, and eos again
    Eliza Madrigal: :)) Hi Wol...
    Alfred Kelberry: woly girl! :)
    Alfred Kelberry: how do you feel?
    Alfred Kelberry: *checks the forehead*
    Wol Euler: pretty well, thanks :)
    Alfred Kelberry: ah, good! :)
    Alfred Kelberry: mellow after party? :)
    Alfred Kelberry: that's how i feel

    Eliza Madrigal: I'd be really curious to hear more about feeling off center about the time chapter Adams...
    Eliza Madrigal: if there is more to say, may not be :)
    Alfred Kelberry: but also the internal vigor for the coming day and continuation :)
    Eliza Madrigal: heres to internal vigor!
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Wol Euler: :)
    Alfred Kelberry: :)
    Eos Amaterasu: also to vim!
    Eliza Madrigal: haha, yes can't forget vim
    4-2-2011_001.jpg
    Alfred Kelberry: did pema manage to log in from the plane?
    Eos Amaterasu: (or vi)
    Alfred Kelberry: symlink to vim anyway :)
    Eos Amaterasu: pema logged in last night from the train
    Eliza Madrigal: No... though I didn't attend the poetry session so he may have
    Eliza Madrigal: ah, okay. did you attend Eos?
    Alfred Kelberry: ah, the train
    Eos Amaterasu: until he went through a tunnel
    Alfred Kelberry: :)
    Eos Amaterasu: BART, actually
    Alfred Kelberry: bart?
    Eos Amaterasu: yes, last night, attended
    Alfred Kelberry: ah
    Eos Amaterasu: for a while just sylectra and I, then more...
    Eos Amaterasu: took some pics
    Alfred Kelberry: neat
    Alfred Kelberry: where can i see them? :)
    Eliza Madrigal: ah, great :)

    --BELL--

    Adams Rubble: where did the butterflies come from?
    Eos Amaterasu: larvae
    Adams Rubble giggles
    Eliza Madrigal smileshehehe

    Eliza Madrigal: Hi Steve :))
    Wol Euler: hello steve
    Adams Rubble: Hello Steve
    Eos Amaterasu: speak of the devi
    Alfred Kelberry: stev! :)
    Eliza Madrigal: have you guys hunted yet?
    stevenaia Michinaga: smiles...huh?

    Adams Rubble: I was thinking of all the butterflies that filled my screen during the 90 seconds

    Wol Euler: I suck so badly at hunting :(
    stevenaia Michinaga: not good at easter egg hunts
    Eliza Madrigal: part of the fun.... we're all bad together...
    Eliza Madrigal: :D
    Wol Euler: in other words, I'm trying it but failing miserably
    stevenaia Michinaga: Storm is too clever for me
    Adams Rubble giggles...and me too
    Eliza Madrigal: me three but there is always cheating, er, asking for more clues...
    Adams Rubble: ahhh, cheating is another matter. hehe
    stevenaia Michinaga: now we must bribe both you and Storm?
    Eliza Madrigal: haha
    Adams Rubble: I need to go do somethhing. I hope you all have a happy anniversary celebration today :)
    Wol Euler: bye adams, take care
    Adams Rubble: bye for now :)
    stevenaia Michinaga: bye adams

    Eliza Madrigal: oops, bye Adams...
    Eliza Madrigal: was fetching a link to an article
    Eliza Madrigal: ... on David Foster Wallace this morning, really need to read Infinite Jest which you, Wol, recommended sooooo long ago. you may like the article
    Wol Euler: ah!
    Wol Euler: it's hard work, be warned. but I found it very rewarding
    Eliza Madrigal: this morning should not be in that sentence...was not written this morning...

    Eos Amaterasu: http://www.gq.com/entertainment/book...printable=true

    Eliza Madrigal: the article is excellent, good prep to read the book
    Eliza Madrigal: thanks Eos

    Eliza Madrigal: hehe, didn't mean for everyone to read it now...
    Wol Euler tears herself away. I'll have to read that another time
    Wol Euler: ty
    Eos Amaterasu: (eos will also read it later)
    stevenaia Michinaga: I must go, batteries low
    stevenaia Michinaga: nice to see you all

    Eliza Madrigal: "Just unusually precise descriptions of things we all do and see" was one way the author of the article described his writing
    Wol Euler: bye steve, take care
    Eliza Madrigal: Nice to see you Steve
    Eos Amaterasu: ciao steve
    Eliza Madrigal: I think official fesitivities start at 9Slt...
    Wol Euler: yes
    Eliza Madrigal: so we're here in 'the meantime' hehe
    Wol Euler: stuck inthe middle with us
    Eliza Madrigal: all clowns and jokers
    Eos Amaterasu: in the middle of the road....
    Wol Euler: exactly :)
    Wol Euler smiles.
    Eliza Madrigal: Oh! Alfred...
    Eliza Madrigal: had wanted to ask about something...
    Eliza Madrigal: are you here?
    Wol Euler: he'll be back ...
    Eliza Madrigal: :)

    --BELL--

    Eliza Madrigal: I bought a 'wishing well' for the guardian village, but I don't want it to try to take lindens from people :)
    Eliza Madrigal: I just like it... would like to put some nice note there or something
    Wol Euler: set it to send them to Storm's "Donations" alt
    Eliza Madrigal: that's not a bad idea...
    Eos Amaterasu: wishing well....
    Eos Amaterasu: bucket goes deep down.... where?
    Wol Euler nods.
    Eliza Madrigal: yes wishing everyone well :)

    Eos Amaterasu: and pulls up... well being?
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Wol Euler: buckets of Being
    Eliza Madrigal: to splash each other with

    Wol Euler notices the play on words far too late, and sighs
    Wol Euler: sorry eos :)
    Eos Amaterasu: deep water of goodness of life being
    Eos Amaterasu: actually, I fell into that one myself
    Eos Amaterasu: language is a trickster
    Wol Euler: heheheh

    Eliza Madrigal: it all makes sense in the big picture ...maybe have to back up far enough or get close enough...
    Eos Amaterasu wonders about little wishing wells throughout the day, at critical places and moments
    Eliza Madrigal: junctures...
    Eliza Madrigal: guess that's what I was thinking... were I a good scripter/builder it might have been my project for art as being... when we read some little note that inspires us, the 'answer' it isn't in the note
    Eos Amaterasu: it's blowing in the wind?
    Eliza Madrigal: maybe it shows us the question we come to it with
    Eliza Madrigal: hah, that too

    Eos Amaterasu: yah, we probably much more awake when we're questioning and puzzled
    Wol Euler: like a reverse oracle, an elcaro, that gives worthy questions instead of dubious answers
    Eliza Madrigal: nods!
    Eos Amaterasu tries to viz what an elcaro looks like

    Wol Euler: perhaps a little old bald guy with a grin, since oracles are often depicted as beautiful stern women
    Eliza Madrigal: mr magoo
    Wol Euler: ha!
    Eliza Madrigal: with a gnome hat... he can sit near the well...
    Wol Euler nods.

    SophiaSharon Larnia: good morning :))
    Adams Rubble: you saved my spot :)
    Eos Amaterasu: Hi SSL
    Eliza Madrigal: Hi SHaron and WB Adams :)
    Wol Euler: wb adams, hello sharon
    Eos Amaterasu: adams
    Adams Rubble: Hi Sharon :)
    Eliza Madrigal: would you like notes? we've been musing on wishing wells and precise questions... sort of :)
    Adams Rubble: :)
    Adams Rubble looks in the well wishing for a note
    SophiaSharon Larnia: ty, its okay, im pretty comfortable joining in the middle/end. thank you for the summary
    Adams Rubble throws in a few quarters
    SophiaSharon Larnia: <3
    Adams Rubble: hoping it is an American well
    Eliza Madrigal: :))
    Alfred Kelberry: shopia :)
    SophiaSharon Larnia: laughs
    Adams Rubble looks for some Euros

    --BELL--

    Alfred Kelberry: adams, going to europe?
    SophiaSharon Larnia: whoa, a butterfly flock
    Adams Rubble resists asking where the butterflies come from ths time
    Eliza Madrigal suspects someone holding a balloon

    SophiaSharon Larnia wonders where the wishing well idea originally came from
    Wol Euler points to Eliza
    Eliza Madrigal: :) well in this case for the village, yes...
    SophiaSharon Larnia: :) i meant in history (i cant hep but think stuff like that)
    Wol Euler: ah :)
    Eliza Madrigal: Eos pointed to a kind of endlessness about a well... well being...
    Eliza Madrigal: wishing well ... but the oracle first asks something of the asker...
    Eliza Madrigal: not that the well needs something, I'm assuming....heh
    SophiaSharon Larnia: an agreement or a commitment
    SophiaSharon Larnia: offering :)
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Eliza Madrigal: nods... place of opening ...

    SophiaSharon Larnia: wikipedia: ..... came from the idea that water housed deities or had been placed there as a gift from the gods, since water was a source of life and often a scarce commodity.
    Wol Euler: ah, ty sharon

    Eliza Madrigal: So Wol and I decided that we need a Mr Magoo figure to sit by the well and say David Foster Wallace type things... hah (is adding on to the discussion like a game of telephone)
    Wol Euler: :)
    Eliza Madrigal: thanks Sharon
    SophiaSharon Larnia: ha! like the thingies ade and fael had early on in pab i forget the names atm
    Eos Amaterasu: "pieces of nine, pieces of nine!"
    Wol Euler: hehehehehe
    Adams Rubble: Faenik
    SophiaSharon Larnia: yes! thank you
    Eliza Madrigal: :))

    Eos Amaterasu is off to RL event....
    Eliza Madrigal: Bye Eos :) have fun
    SophiaSharon Larnia: bye Eos! have fun
    Adams Rubble: bye Eos :)
    Wol Euler: bye eos, take care
    Eos Amaterasu: ciao all, I'll drop by again later....
    Wol Euler: see you later

    SophiaSharon Larnia: when i was little, i used to throw part of what i was eating in the trash, saying out loud, im giving a sacrifice to the gods, i have no idea where i got that from at that age
    Wol Euler smiles.
    Eliza Madrigal: how sweet!
    Adams Rubble: :)
    SophiaSharon Larnia: strange :)
    Eliza Madrigal: that too
    Eliza Madrigal: :)
    Adams Rubble thinks that is what happens when they try to teach young people Latin and Greek
    SophiaSharon Larnia: right?
    Eliza Madrigal: heheh
    Wol Euler chuckles.

        I began to play a wonderful virtual harp...

    Eliza Madrigal: there was a show... where all the little puppets consult the trash heap for wisdom...
    SophiaSharon Larnia: thats lovely Eliza :)
    Eliza Madrigal: :) Thanks
    SophiaSharon Larnia: really?
    Wol Euler: nice image
    Wol Euler images czech puppetry animation
    Eliza Madrigal: :) heh... fraggle rock, actually... cute show my little sister used to watch...
    Eliza Madrigal: we related to it because back then there was a garbage can, but that was separate from the trash pile, where neighborhood treasures were thrown
    Eliza Madrigal: :)

    SophiaSharon Larnia: had to google czech puppetry animation,lol
    Eliza Madrigal: TGFG
    Wol Euler raises an eyebrow.
    Wol Euler: ah
    Wol Euler: hehehhe
    Eliza Madrigal: see, you ARE good at hunts

    --BELL--

    Wol Euler laughs.
    Adams Rubble googles TGFG to see what it means
    Eliza Madrigal: hahahahaha

    Adams Rubble: I miss the butterflies
    Wol Euler chuckles.

    Eliza Madrigal: should go have breakfast and such like before the 9am events begin...
    SophiaSharon Larnia: :))
    Wol Euler: mmhmm
    Eliza Madrigal: thanks :)
    Eliza Madrigal: bfn
    SophiaSharon Larnia: bye Eliza!
    Wol Euler: bye eliza, see you later
    Adams Rubble: Hope you all have a great day, or evening
    Wol Euler: I should go too, I have some errands to run
    Eliza Madrigal waves and wishes the same :)
    Adams Rubble: bye everyone :)
    Wol Euler: and this damned hunt to pursue.
    SophiaSharon Larnia: bye have fun :)
    Eliza Madrigal: heh
    Wol Euler: bye for now!
    SophiaSharon Larnia: bye Wol :)
    SophiaSharon Larnia: bye Boxy, off to wander :D
     

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