The Wolverine's Lair Wand Company



If any soon-to-be-7-year-olds named Kevin or Julia are nearby, please ask them to leave the room before you continue reading this. Woe be unto he or she who doth spill the metaphorical beans.

The Wolverine's Lair Wand Company, established by no coincidence in the same year as Kevin and Julia were born unto this earth, has produced these fine wands, not available in stores anywhere.




For Kevin, a serpent in cherry wood. The custom box's color is Magic Blue. (click to enlarge)






For Julia, a vine and leaf wand in basswood. Packaged in a soft bed of red velvet inside an Earth Tan box. Seven leaves for seven years. (click to enlarge)

Anti-science Television

There’s a new show, The Othersiders, on Cartoon Network, in which some teenagers take night-vision goggles, video cameras, and thermal-sensitive cameras into a suspected haunted house. They go into dark rooms while scary background music plays, gasp at “unexplainable” sights, and generally try to scare themselves and the viewers. At the end of the show, they discuss what they saw, and whether they think the house is, in fact, haunted.

My kids were watching an episode yesterday. As they were wrapping up the show, all but one of the show’s cast members were sure the house was haunted. As “proof” and “evidence”, some of them said they “felt weird” when entering certain rooms. The initials of the woman who died in the house were written on a wall and a mirror. A door that was once closed was now open. They saw something through a thermal-sensitive camera that looked like heat, but when they touched the area that was showing heat, it was cool to the touch. At least two of the kids said they couldn’t imagine any way to explain these things, outside of the house being haunted.

When the show was over, I asked my kids what they thought about it. They said they were sure the house was haunted. I asked them why. They repeated the things the kids on the show had said. I told them that just because you don’t know why something happened doesn’t automatically mean a house is haunted. They protested: “But – the initials were written on the wall! There was something floating in the air! The door was closed, and when they went back, the door was open again!”

I told them that cameras working in the dark don’t see the same things as our eyes see. Lights on video cameras and pictures taken through night-vision goggles show different things. We’re not used to seeing the world in the dark, or through man-made lenses, or only with flashlights. The appearance of floating “orbs” captured by flashes in dark rooms is a very common occurrence – it’s dust reflecting the light from the flash.

They're not the first people to be in this house, and they came in when it was dark, so all their discoveries were presented as if it was the first time anyone had ever seen them.

The biggest issue I have with the conclusions from this show is that it’s OK to explain things you don’t understand as supernatural or other-worldly.

If you see something flying through the air, and you cannot immediately identify it as a plane or helicopter or bird, then it must be a spaceship from Mars, right? It's ok to jump directly to that conclusion without considering any other possibilities, right? If I hear a noise on St. Patrick’s day that I can’t identify, it couldn’t possibly be anything other than a leprechaun trying to find his way back to his pot of gold. It’s so easy (and lazy) to assign some supernatural explanation to everything we can’t immediately understand.

I would like to see The Othersiders show bring in someone who knows something about thermal cameras, photography, and so on, to explain to these teenagers WHY they were seeing the things they saw. Someone could easily debunk all the “evidence” and “proof” that was found in the house.

Next time, I'll have the kids watch something good, like How It's Made or Deconstructed. At least they'll learn something useful.

Pilates

I had my first Pilates class today. It was at work at lunch time. I know some of you are thinking, "Why don't you do something more macho, like play basketball with those guys at the north corner of the parking lot? Isn't Pilates kind of girly?"

The answer to the first question is "Because those guys are all sweaty, and Fracker will block most of my shots anyway". The answer to the second question is "No".

Historians disagree about Pilates' original name, but the earliest mentions, dating back to the 16th century, have it named "The Manly Sport of Pilates" or "The Deadly Combat Fierceness of Pilates." No less an authority on bloodshed than Sun Tzu mentions it in his book "The Art of War", and the song "War is a Science" in the broadway musical "Pippin" was originally choreographed by Bob Fosse to include various Pilates fundamentals. Critics panned early previews of the show as looking like a high-school calisthenics class, and the producers had Fosse re-choreograph that song to look more like modern military movements (such as marching).

All of this is, of course, nonsense. It's pretty girly. Walking through the hallway with my little exercise mat robs me of my masculinity a little each time. But I already paid my money, so I'm going. And at the end of the summer, when I have six-pack abs, it will have been worth it.

I hope.

Summer Reading

The kids are doing the summer reading program through the Ann Arbor District Library. If they read ten books, they get to choose a free book from a rack at the library. This poses a conundrum for them, since they are both in the middle of Harry Potter books - HP books are way too big for them to be able to read ten in a summer (and besides, there are only seven Harry Potter books.) So they've shifted down to smaller books for the time being.

J's doing the grown-up summer reading program. Adults who finish five books get a free loaf of bread at Great Harvest, I think.

I didn't sign up this year. I did just finish a novel, though, "Nobody's Fool" by Richard Russo. I've read a few other Russo books: "Empire Falls", which was a Pulitzer winner, and "Straight Man". He's a terrific writer.

Prior to that I read "Shop Class as Soulcraft: An inquiry into the value of work" by Matthew Crawford. It was kind of disappointing - it's about how our educational system has systematically devalued hands-on training like wood shop, metal shop, and auto shop, in favor of the coming "information society." The society in which, if you ask educators, no one will need to use his or her hands again to do anything. I don't know who those people think will fix their cars, or make furniture. Maybe robots? The book didn't go into remedies, or examples of communities who rallied their schools to re-introduce this kind of training and exposure. Maybe it will get people talking.

Obviously, you know I write software for a living, and know that computers can do great things for us and make our lives better and easier. But at some point, they can't. I don't see why we should deny middle-schoolers the opportunity to pick up a file or a saw, or take away their chance to create a lopsided screwdriver during third period metal shop. (Everybody's screwdriver was lopsided, not just mine, right?) Heaven help them if they ever need to do something like change a tire.

My most recent checkouts from the library, by the way, are "Understanding Wood Carving" and "How to Carve Wood". I'm working on a secret project which I will reveal (using computers!) in a few weeks. It promises to be a shining example of good intentions, whimsy, and basement-workshop amateurism - stay tuned.

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Speaking of summer reading, Wondermark has a great comic about those who like to relax with a good book.

http://www.wondermark.com/510

Happy reading!

Independence Day Activities

We saw some fireworks last night at Hudson Mills Metropark (near Dexter.) We had never been there before but decided to give them a try. The line of cars into the park was about 1 mile long, and we inched along for a while before we finally made it into the park. We didn't know where to go, so we followed the crowd.

We were sitting on blankets, with everyone in the area all facing across a large field in the same directly. We joked with some other people that we hoped they knew where they were going, because we didn't. Must have been everyone was a rookie in our area, because no one seemed to know where the fireworks were.

When they started going off, ninety degrees to the right of where we were sitting, everyone shifted around and faced them. But there were a lot of trees nearby, so most people moved to a different spot, and there were long lines of people stretched out that could see between various groups of trees. There were large areas with no one in them, and then clumps of people in a row.

Because it took us so long to get into the park, we were dreading the inevitable nightmare of being stuck there for another hour getting out, but we were pleasantly surprised by the traffic control, and we were out of the park in less than ten minutes.

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This morning we went to the Ann Arbor 4th of July parade, which was fun. We sat with some friends and watched all the local groups and politicians go by. The kids collected bags of candy, which was thrown to the crowd by almost every group. This was a good thing because I needed a snack, so I raided M and K's bag for something to tide me over until lunch.

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The boys spent last week at Camp Birkett. They were only there for day camp. A bus took them there from one of the Ann Arbor elementary schools, so we didn't have to drive them all the way there and back. They had a lot of fun, and we spent some longer-than-usual dinnertimes listening to their stories. M swam in the lake every day, even the days that were kind of cold, and was honored by his counselor as the camper who swam in any weather.

K was in a group with a friend from school, Julia, and they got to do arts and crafts, archery, and all the other summer camp activities. K told us about the card games he learned, then he asked me if I could teach him how to play poker. I am going to think the best of the YMCA camp and assume there weren't any backroom poker games going on during day camp, but I told K it was too complicated to learn in a day. He's good at games, though, and I could see him coming home with a pile of his fellow campers' money.

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I'm working on a special present for K for his birthday, which is in a few weeks. I'll post a picture of it after he's gotten it.

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Happy 4th!

U-505

A model of the U-505 submarine that's on display at the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago.


Built by M and his dad.






A Beautiful Weekend in Ann Arbor

We've had a fun Ann Arbor weekend so far. Last night we went to Top of the Park, part of the Ann Arbor Summer Festival. Several weeks of free bands, good food, and activities for the kids. Last night we saw two bands, My My My, a Chicago band, and My Dear Disco, whose members are from the Ann Arbor area. Seeing a band play live is enjoyable no matter what kind of music they play. I might even be willing to watch a country band play live. (Bluegrass is acceptable.)

J and I really like the pizza from Silvio's, an organic and specialty pizza place near UM's campus, and they had a booth there, so we bought some slices. We don't necessarily care about the organic part, but the pizza is really good. Then the boys had ice cream from Stucchi's, another Ann Arbor-born company.

This morning we went to the Farmer's Market, and on the way home we went to Zingerman's to get J a coffee drink.

So far, so good for the weekend.

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Bumper stickers for the ambivalent among you:
http://www.zazzle.com/nuanced_stickers/gifts

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Watching the videos at the following links is relaxing for me. I envy those with the skill to do something so difficult while making it look routine.

http://villagecarpenter.blogspot.com/2009/06/handcut-dovetails-video.html
http://villagecarpenter.blogspot.com/2009/06/lettercarving-video.html

I'd like to see her do a "D" or an "O" next time.

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