2014.03.20 13:00 - Spring grokking

The Guardian for this meeting was Aphrodite Macbain. The comments are by Aphrodite Macbain.

Agatha Macbeth: Hello Lady Aph :)
Aphrodite Macbain: Hiya
Aphrodite Macbain: Happy spring equinox
Agatha Macbeth: SL seems dreadfully slow again
Aphrodite Macbain: really?
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder if it's anything to do with the new viewer
Aphrodite Macbain: Maybe on your side of the Atlantic
Agatha Macbeth: -b
Agatha Macbeth: Dunno why that would make a difference
Aphrodite Macbain: touch wood- I'm having no trouble
Agatha Macbeth: Anyway
Agatha Macbeth: How are you?
Aphrodite Macbain: great thanks
Aphrodite Macbain: sky is blue
Aphrodite Macbain: I have tulips on my table
Agatha Macbeth: I see we have the usual huge turnout at this time :p
Aphrodite Macbain: :-(
Aphrodite Macbain: was it ever a big turnout?
Agatha Macbeth: No Wol tho, that's odd
Aphrodite Macbain: I think he's on line
Agatha Macbeth: Hmm
Aphrodite Macbain: nope: he was
Agatha Macbeth: I see Liz and Zen
Aphrodite Macbain: Yes
Aphrodite Macbain: maybe I should wave at them
Agatha Macbeth: Bet they're at a VAI meeting
Agatha Macbeth: You look very summery
Aphrodite Macbain: yes- celebrating the first day of spring
Aphrodite Macbain: what is VAI?
Agatha Macbeth: It isn't til tomorrow :p
Agatha Macbeth: Oh, virtual ability
Agatha Macbeth: On that sim where La Sakura is I think
Aphrodite Macbain: according to Google it's the first day so that's good enough for me
Agatha Macbeth: Oh what does Google know :p
Aphrodite Macbain: Hi Brucie
Aphrodite Macbain: thanks for joining us
Agatha Macbeth: I see a Brucie
Bruce Mowbray: Hi, Aphie!
Bruce Mowbray loves Aph's bonnet.
Agatha Macbeth: How are you McBruce?
Agatha Macbeth: Yes it's adorable
Bruce Mowbray: I am excellent, ty.
Agatha Macbeth: Great
Aphrodite Macbain: it's my spring bonnet
Bruce Mowbray: lovely!
Agatha Macbeth: Still in green I see
Aphrodite Macbain: "will all the things upon it"
Agatha Macbeth: All you need now is some strawberries Aph
Bruce Mowbray: Yes, and still a-riding.
Bruce Mowbray: alas.
Aphrodite Macbain: what did you discuss this morning Bruce?
Bruce Mowbray: This morning?
Aphrodite Macbain: yes
Bruce Mowbray: You mean, in Seth's session?
Aphrodite Macbain: mmhmm
Aphrodite Macbain: yes
Bruce Mowbray: We discussed "divination."
Agatha Macbeth: Seth?
Aphrodite Macbain: wonders whether she can get strawberries in March
Bruce Mowbray: Dark Metaphysical aggers.
Aphrodite Macbain: divination- as in finding water?
Bruce Mowbray: metaphysics.
Agatha Macbeth: Oh, not PaB, I see
Bruce Mowbray: No, more as in finding "reality."
Aphrodite Macbain: did he find it?
Bruce Mowbray: Not PaB but nevertheless very interesting.
Aphrodite Macbain: and what does it look like?
Bruce Mowbray: He helped us understand how we "find" meaning.
Bruce Mowbray: through divination, of sorts.
Agatha Macbeth: Oh is that the dragon guy?
Bruce Mowbray: yeppers.
Bruce Mowbray: That dragon guy!
Agatha Macbeth: Wow, he's still going?
Agatha Macbeth: Wonderful
Bruce Mowbray: oh yes, he's still going strong.
Aph hands Aggers a chocolate cookie with a strawberry on top

Agatha Macbeth: Thanks Aph
Aphrodite Macbain: that's all I could find....
Agatha Macbeth: What's the name of that place...Reflection Island?
Bruce Mowbray is jealous of strawberry on chocolate cookie.....
Bruce Mowbray: Yes, Reflection Island. I could give you an LM, if you wish.
Bruce Mowbray: "We have magic to do!" ---- (Pippin)
Aph hands Aggers a chocolate cookie with a strawberry on top

Aphrodite Macbain: I hope you enjoy the chocolate cookie Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: (Broadway play.)
Bruce Mowbray: TY!
Agatha Macbeth: KK
Aphrodite Macbain: just call me the chocolate and strawberry cookie fairy
Agatha Macbeth: Oh my
Bruce Mowbray: How's this one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADeU6qz37B4
Aphrodite Macbain: HP sauce?
Agatha Macbeth: Harry Potter
Bruce Mowbray: Hewlett Packard?
Bruce Mowbray: not Harry, sry.
Bruce Mowbray: (older than Harry Potter, actually.)
Bruce Mowbray: MUCH older.

Aphrodite Macbain: so how are you two going to celebrate spring equinox?
Bruce Mowbray: Me?
Agatha Macbeth: By sleeping as much as I can :p
Bruce Mowbray: Hmmmm.....
Bruce Mowbray feels he should be celebrating,,,,,
Agatha Macbeth: Hello Zon
Zon Kwan: heya
Bruce Mowbray: Me too, aggers!
Bruce Mowbray: Heya, Zon!
Agatha Macbeth: It's a good way to celebrate IMHO
Aphrodite Macbain: Hi Zon
Bruce Mowbray: ooooops. I seem to be stuck.
Agatha Macbeth wonders why Brucie is levitating
Agatha Macbeth: Now Aph did it too
Bruce Mowbray: oh dear.
Bruce Mowbray: Yikes!
Agatha Macbeth: Must be the strawberries
Aphrodite Macbain: all the way from Chile
Bruce Mowbray: Yes, I found that I couldn't wave to Zon & hold the cookie at the same time
Agatha Macbeth: Con carne
Bruce Mowbray: so I dropped the cookie,
Aphrodite Macbain: :-)
Bruce Mowbray: and then I suddenly levitated.
Bruce Mowbray: (MAGIC TO DO!)
Aphrodite Macbain: How are you Zon?
Agatha Macbeth: It's a kind of magic
Zon Kwan: good, how are you all?
Aphrodite Macbain: you have yr priorities straight Bruce
Agatha Macbeth: Chomping
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Aphrodite Macbain: I'm celebrating spring
Agatha Macbeth: A day early :p
Zon Kwan: Aph the light bringer
Aphrodite Macbain: :-)
Aphrodite Macbain: I don't bring it but I delight in de light
Agatha Macbeth: The hair and hat go well together
Bruce Mowbray: (and the cookie).
Aphrodite Macbain: I get very happy when it's spring and it stops raining

Bruce Mowbray: So, am I to grok that this is now Aph's session?
Bruce Mowbray: Or, is it still aggers' session?

Aphrodite Macbain: mine mine
 

Aphrodite Macbain: at my class yesterday I used the word grok and NOT ONE person knew what I was talking about
Bruce Mowbray: Really?
Aphrodite Macbain: where does the word come from?
Bruce Mowbray: The word comes from "Stranger in a Strange Land."
Bruce Mowbray: I will do a GOOGLE for you....
Bruce Mowbray: just a sec, please.
Aphrodite Macbain: OK I'll email them all and tell them
Bruce Mowbray: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grok
Aphrodite Macbain: mmm looks good Aggers
Bruce Mowbray: There it is.
Aphrodite Macbain: :-) thanks!
Bruce Mowbray: yw, my dear.
Aphrodite Macbain: that will show them!
Agatha Macbeth: Oh grok yes
Bruce Mowbray: Now they will be able to grok "grok."
Agatha Macbeth: Water brothers and all that
Aphrodite Macbain: exactly Aggers
Aphrodite Macbain: nothing worse than being grokless
Bruce Mowbray: Grok means to understand so thoroughly that the observer becomes a part of the observed—to merge, blend, intermarry, lose identity in group experience. It means almost everything that we mean by religion, philosophy, and science—and it means as little to us (because of our Earthling assumptions) as color means to a blind man.
Aphrodite Macbain: thanks Bruce

Aphrodite Macbain: So- anyone planning to dance at the talent show?

Bruce Mowbray: "dance at the talent show"????
Agatha Macbeth: If someone wants me do dance, I'll dance, but might get a bit boring
Aphrodite Macbain: :-)
Bruce Mowbray: I don't quite grok that.
Aphrodite Macbain: what's not to grok?
Bruce Mowbray: dancing at the talent show....
Aphrodite Macbain: It's a talent show- anything is possible
Agatha Macbeth: Hmm
Bruce Mowbray: well, of course! as in a multi-verse.
Aphrodite Macbain: except for Pabbers
Agatha Macbeth: That may be an idea
Aphrodite Macbain: sigh
Aphrodite Macbain: and I even bought a unicycle, a pair of stilts, a clown hat, a clown mask
Agatha Macbeth: Very PaBesque
Bruce Mowbray: OH MY!
Bruce Mowbray: Yikes!
Bruce Mowbray: yw.
Agatha Macbeth: Erk
Bruce Mowbray: Alas, I must poof at the next drop.
 

Aphrodite Macbain: we were looking for words to explain a deep understanding
Agatha Macbeth: Aww
Bruce Mowbray: So, I will bid you happy grokking, in advance.
Aphrodite Macbain: and all they could come up with is "apprehend"
Zon Kwan: ah, i didnt know it's called grok
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe we should visit the grokkery store
Bruce Mowbray: Yeppers. Grok.
Aphrodite Macbain: ah
Aphrodite Macbain: I guess I shouldn't assume
Aphrodite Macbain: wonder what we would find at the store Aggers
Agatha Macbeth: When you saasume you make an ass out of u and me
Agatha Macbeth: Sassume?
Aphrodite Macbain: broken grokkery
Agatha Macbeth: Sounds japanese
Aphrodite Macbain: lol
Bruce Mowbray: I "assume," then, that "to grok" is close to a phenomenological experience.
Agatha Macbeth: Better ask Pema that (when you see him again)
Aphrodite Macbain: you are the best wordsmith in PAB Aggers- you could do a word performance in the talent show
Bruce Mowbray: (and, therefore, somewhat Pabbian.)
Bruce Mowbray: therefore*
Agatha Macbeth: It's only words...
Aphrodite Macbain: only....
Agatha Macbeth: And words are all I have
Aphrodite Macbain: what would we do without them?
Bruce Mowbray: "ONLY"!!!!????
Bruce Mowbray: Yikes!
Aphrodite Macbain: I guess we all agree with that
Bruce Mowbray thinks that strawberry frosting might be getting to Aggers.
Aphrodite Macbain: Percy B Shelly said poetry and the fine use of words is the acme of any art form
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Aphrodite Macbain: and last longer than anything
Bruce Mowbray: hmmmm.
Agatha Macbeth: Old Bysshe?
Aphrodite Macbain: provided they are written
Aphrodite Macbain: nods   ol' sshe
Bruce Mowbray: The problem with words is that they "frame" everything that they speak about.
Bruce Mowbray: which might also be a good thing.
Aphrodite Macbain: isn't that their intention?
Aphrodite Macbain: to frame ideas?
Bruce Mowbray: to enclose?
 

Aphrodite Macbain: Guess what?
Bruce Mowbray: What?
Agatha Macbeth: What?
Bruce Mowbray: what what what?
Aphrodite Macbain: There is a mummy raccoon and a baby raccoon just outside my window
Bruce Mowbray: OH MY!
Aphrodite Macbain: and all the crows are crowing
Agatha Macbeth: I can't see them :p
Aphrodite Macbain: I think they are partial to crow's eggs
Bruce Mowbray: There are several species of woodpeckers just outside my typist's window.
Aphrodite Macbain: ahhh springgggg
Bruce Mowbray: YESSSSS!
Agatha Macbeth: How's the bird feeder doing?

Bruce dies laughing
Aphrodite Macbain: lol Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: I must be gone.
Bruce Mowbray: My typist is hungry and wants to scrape.
Agatha Macbeth: You must be ;-)
Aphrodite Macbain: my bird feeder is M T
Bruce Mowbray dies from laughing....
Agatha Macbeth: Bye Brucie, scrape well
Aphrodite Macbain: all the sparrows and chickadees ate all the food
Aphrodite Macbain: I must be going too
Agatha Macbeth: Has he gone or is he under the fountain?
Aphrodite Macbain: Thanks for joining me on my first Thursday here
Agatha Macbeth: YW
Aphrodite Macbain: Brucie's gone
Aphrodite Macbain: gone
Aphrodite Macbain: gone
Agatha Macbeth: Wish I could have got here on time
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder where Wol is?
Aphrodite Macbain: nods
Aphrodite Macbain: np. I marked a pper while I waited for someone to turn up

Agatha Macbeth: ppr?

Aphrodite Macbain: paper
Agatha Macbeth: Salt and pepr
Aphrodite Macbain: a digital pepr
Zon Kwan: waves
Agatha Macbeth: Bye Zon
Agatha Macbeth: And Aphie
Aphrodite Macbain: Hugs
Agatha Macbeth: Huggies
Agatha Macbeth: TC
Aphrodite Macbain: CU
Agatha Macbeth: Happy spring