Honor thy view

Here's what greeted me on my way out the door today. Looks a little like an exclamation point, except it's upside down.

This one is gratuitous...

Ou est Kat?

Katla volcano is threatening to erupt. Kat la, Kat est la, but where are you? These subconscious-probing synchs can get a little embarassing... anyway, I'm here.

Ophelia, Philippe!

Ophelia keeps coming… over and over in ebb and flow crescendos… Oh, Feel Ya! 

I used to think that’s why my angel lingers, rejoicing with me in every orgasm, but I feel ya beaucoups 2, and this is more than sex, it positively feels like true love. The esoteric mystery is, how does Oh Maher! rhyme in every limerick? Check out this video:

Tropical storm Ophelia wafted and lingered over to the Northern Antilles where I live, but quieted down to a whisper of a wave as she passed by, showing off pretty cloud formations to our artists and photographers. After coloring our seascapes she was resurrected as a hurricane.

Shakespeare’s Ophelia is the tragic young girl who struggles to comprehend mixed love signals. The name resurfaces in contemporary books and movies… I noticed one just the other day called Ophelia Revisited. In Shakespeare's play, Hamlet keeps telling Ophelia to "get thee to a nunnery!" WTF? Was this command his best shot at showing he cares?

Why does the innocent girl keep trusting men who toss her around? Cara Santamaria, Bill’s scientifically skilled but neophyte in love young ex-girlfriend recast herself as Seth MacFarlane’s sweetie for a flash, until he skipped to the next girl, a good actress I hear, who no doubt is also setting herself up to play Ophelia. 

Feel hip, guys? Hurricane Philippe sways yes.

After the ritual sacrifice, best buddies Bill and Seth cement their reaffirmed friendship by singing Sinatra together…

Although courtly love barely evolved over the centuries, I felt a ray of hope listening to Bill reiterate the importance of removing the banks in the student loans system during his season finale, especially as he alluded to government-backed loans recycling interests into public coffers. Inching the dialogue towards state owned banks, a cause so important to me, made me sparkle with delight!

Of course that lasted about one second, as he cut right away to complaining about how visual and performing arts college degrees surpass science and computer programming degrees nearly two to one in the US. With manufacturing in the US fading fast it’s increasingly obvious we’re becoming a nation of consultants and mall goers. In the world as global village, the US is an arts and cultural leader. Why is that a bad thing? It should be a privilege. Since the world looks to us for entertainment and creativity, take that ball and run with it… right brain liberation! Or is it preferable to promote the chemistry of boxed nutrition as an introductory offer to the health care system? ...the math of finance, drones and fracking... the science of politics and soul denial?

Arts grads aspire to show us something else. The visual arts lead to subtilization and refinement of human endeavor.

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And finally, an Artic hurricane-like blizzard in Nome Alaska notwithstanding, please forgive my prolonged absence; the technical aspects of building a house have me preoccupied, trying to realize a contemporary rendition of Versailles and Quinconce tile motifs.

 

Half time flashback

New Rules March 4th, 2011:



Excerpt of a comment I wrote on Einstoned-onfb's Facebook blog:

March 20 at 12:09 pm
Cat Brown

...I’m also looking forward to see if Bill gets his own Ben and Jerry’s flavor in tonight’s New Rules; all week comedians like Stephen Colbert, Jon Stewart, Jimmy Fallon and George Lopez have been shameless corporate shills, running around licking spoonfuls of Ben and Jerry’s. The other week I noticed Bill sneaked Willy Wonka into New Rules around the same time Nestle’s Willy Wonka Candy ran an ad campaign.

They say there is no such thing as bad publicity, truth be told if that Haagen Dazs ejaculation fantasy was paid for! Here's a stain that's not coming out.


March 25th New Rule:




Posted on Einstoned's Facebook page April 7th, 2011:

This would be a good name for the dream ice cream...

Posted here and now:

The look that melts...

Katia's surgical strike

My family calls me Catie. Hurricane Omar... Oh Maher... Hurricane Katia... Catie Ah.

So far hurricane Katia has been a regal, major hurricane never touching land. It's been a joy to identify with her... until she arrived in Northern Ireland, Bill's European origin. Today, her center went over Malin Head, Ireland. Malin in french means pain in the ass oh. I admit there's a grain of subliminal truth in there somewhere, but however it happens it's purely from the subconscious... I think. Which brings us to tropical storm Maria. She hit the islands south of us as a tropical storm, degraded to a depression when she arrived here, and regenerated back to tropical storm status after she passed. This picture tells a thousand words.

The forecast was for her to hit us as a tropical storm, not a hurricane. That in itself is surprising for a peak of the season storm developed off Africa. Even more so when she effectively extinguished as she arrived. As Dr. Masters had warned, "Islands on the right side of the storm, such as Anguilla and Barbuda, will see the full force of the storm, with winds of 45 - 55 mph." St. Maarten is next to Anguilla, so we were supposed to get the full force of the storm. Besides fizzling out, she made a little jog to the right so that the worst side was no longer in our path.

When she passed near us as a fizzled blob, Dr. Masters described her shape as a squished question mark. In his words: "Tropical Storm Maria doesn't look much like a tropical storm--on the latest satellite imagery it looks like a squashed question mark instead of a spiral."

The next morning I isolated this still picture from an animation. She had puffed her question mark back up.

Again today, the question lingers; it looks as if it's even bigger! Our incredulity printed in a massive cloud pattern?

This season marks the first time none of the first eight storms reached hurricane status. Meteorologists are wondering why weather systems have been so slow to develop over the Atlantic... whispering sweet lullabies as they tiptoe through the islands in the form of waves, depressions or weak tropical storms.

Emily in particular defied all the models. She passed below us as a tropical depression then became a tropical storm, stalling 90 miles south of Port au Prince and hovering there for 24 hours, leaving everyone in suspense as to whether she would wipe out the people living in tents. No computer model predicted this bizarre halt. In Dr. Masters words, "this motion or lack thereof is still something the models aren't analyzing well."

Here is a patois tweet from Haiti as Emily finally made her dramatic move north and spared the fragile city, dissipating over Santo Domingo.

@Apach_laLilianne Dupoux

Le'm di nou ti bout te sa yo rele #HAITI a ce nan plat main bon Dieu li chita kap travay sou li!Li we nou pat ka pren#Emily, li epargne nou!

Google translation:
Le'm tell us little that was known # Haiti to dip in main dish best God sat working on it! He saw we could not take # Emily, she spared us!

@MinnickJay

Thank you for praying for Haiti, if you did. No hurricane, not even rainstorms. They are very happy.
via TweetDeck

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Next item of note: Tropical storm Harvey made landfall in Dangriga, Belize. Dandriga’s name meaning is ‘sweet water is close at hand’. I read that as ‘more magical excitement coming up!’

Irene was supposed to hit North Carolina as a cat 3, but degenerated quickly to a cat 1. Snippet readers must of sucked a stairway to heaven because her eyewall collapsed when she was forecast to strengthen - at practically the same hour I posted a blog about Morehead city and excused myself in order to get busy... 5:40 am. Her rains hit hard but the east coast and NYC were spared the science fiction scenario.

Here's Dr. Masters again: "Satellite data and measurements from the Hurricane Hunters show that Irene continues to weaken... Figure 1. MODIS satellite image of Hurricane Irene taken at 11:50 am EDT Friday August 26, when Irene was a Category 2 hurricane with 105 mph winds. The eyewall collapsed several hours before this image was taken, and no eye is apparent."

At 2:00 am on his previous post, Dr. Masters had written:
"Irene is forecast to make landfall on the North Carolina coast Saturday afternoon. It will likely be a Category 3 storm, with wind speeds around 115 mph.

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...And Katia passed north of us as a tropical storm and only sent gorgeous waves. As a powerful cat 3 with a brief intensity to 4, she weaves artfully and is expected to avoid all land. I guess that’s what Dandriga’s ‘sweet water ahead’ was alluding to!

The serious stuff is next, I promise.

In an earlier post I noted Nanmadol can be summed up to the computer term nan (not a number) Ma Doll. I took comfort that it could mean age is not a number and I'm not so old after all. Then I found out about tropical storm Tokage which was absorbed by Typhoon Ma-on back in July. Tee is also a computer term used to view and save an output from a command. And ok age, well it speaks for itself. Not to forget tropical storm Noc-ten. This blog might be a confidence booster for baby boomer girls!

Then there's Bill, who's posting videos again following his summer break. This week he pledges to get rid of 'Eric Cantor the talking prick' and also brings up the Gertrude Stein exhibit in San Francisco, probably sending a coded message to his new girlfriend about his recent trip there.

On his website the screen shot looks like this:

Out of curiosity I looked it up and I happen to be the ideal weight for my height and age... although I might scale back a few dollops of yogurt dessert.

Katia swirls by

Yes, I'm putting off the long winded analyses of recent hurricanes for later. In the meantime check out Katia, a good girl... like yours truly. The forecast for the islands tonight is clear.

The view today

Nanmadol: as intricate as a crop circle

Hurricane Nanmadol in the Pacific has 'dol' at the end so I kept looking at that name. Then I found the meaning of Nan. It's a computer term which stands for 'not a number'. In an earlier post I brought up my age, just about 50, and I joked about Hurricane Ma-on and tropical storm Gamma.
Not a number. Ma: Doll.
My heart is overflowing with love for such poetry. Here's another one: Irene made her second landfall at Little Egg Inlet, NJ.

Deep love sigh...

More head?

Hypercane lavadoomicane Irene (accurate terminology courtesy of Wunderground blogger P451) plowed through Cat Island, Bahamas and is headed for Morehead City NC.

Really, my love? Your wish is my command.

I'll blog about Emily later, I have something to do right now. We should all follow the same advice!

A mesoscale vortex... what more could a girl ask for?

On July 30th, 2011, NHC hurricane specialist Eric Blake summed it up well as tropical storm Don disappeared without a trace: "Don is dead." So is my late husband, percussionist Don Alias. Yet, tropical storm Don performed an amazing stunt before his untimely demise, just as Don's incredible talent electrified audiences worldwide. He is on Miles Davis' Bitches Brew and played regularly with Dave Sanborn, Joni Mitchell, Nina Simone, Herbie Hancock and countless other jazz luminaries. Ironically he called to the Afro Cuban gods Oshun and Ogun during his mesmerizing solos, perhaps with repercussions on my spiritual quest. Ogun and Oshun are gods from the West African Yoruba culture. 

Listen to a solo from Stone Alliance's "Marcio Montarroyos". Don formed Stone Alliance in the sixties with Steve Grossman on sax and Gene Perla on bass.

And a video of Don with Miles, Marcus Miller, Dave Sanborn, Kenny Garret and Joe McCreary playing Miller's Tutu.

Tropical storm Don's tour de force was to split into two sections right before hitting land, a process called forming a mesoscale vortex. He was forecast to hit more towards Corpus Christi but the offshoot mesoscale vortex made a beeline for Brownsville.

Of course the neat part is that my name is Catherine Brown, Catherine Emily Brown. To add to the symmetry, last year's tropical storm Hermine also targeted and hit Brownsville. Yes I know it's pronounced Her-mean, but as a hopeless romantic I prefer to say it the way it's spelled.

And as to tropical storm Don's failure to relieve the drought, I found it interesting the cotton farmers didn't want any rain; they said it would make cotton buds drop and get dirty... some people are happy!

Now there's invest 91-L, a wave in the Atlantic which is headed straight for us in the islands. She will be called Emily. Although the wind hits hard at the top of the hill where I live, dubbed Beverly Hill, the house is a concrete bunker with wrap around panoramic hurricane proof windows. Stay tuned...

Little next day note: Today July 31st, I just noticed tropical storm Eugene is swirling in the east Pacific. Eugene was Don's dad... then on August 10th, tropical storm Franklin, Don's grandson's name, wandered over the Atlantic.

And what's new with you?

This past year I blogged less and ate more. The point hit home June 30th when Tropical storm Arlene brought out the question: what do I look like nowadays? Naturally, my first thought was 'am fat'. Then I dutifully set about to take some pictures, especially since Arlene hit CaboRojo in Vera Cruz, which translates to red thing or red handle, the essence of my old myspace avatar, shown below.






Just as I was about to take the pictures, Arlene's thunderstorms hatched a haboob in Phoenix... Ha! boob... Got it, coming up...

Flickr photo by Daniel Bryant




And then Hurricane Calvin waltzed through the Pacific for a day or two; calf in? Yep, it's in there!

Spirituality is fun, bouncy and comes in all shapes and sizes!
July 24th update

To wrap up the ha boobies episode, last week typhoon Ma-on was forecast to hit Japan as a cat 3 and ended up weakening to a cat 1. Here's what meteorologist Dr. Jeff Masters wrote in his Wunderground blog on July 17th:

Typhoon Ma-on headed towards Japan
Powerful Category 3 Typhoon Ma-on is headed northwestward towards Japan, and is expected to brush the east coast of the main island of Honshu on Tuesday. The typhoon has weakened some over the past day, thanks to an eyewall replacement cycle where the inner eyewall collapsed, and a new, larger eyewall formed from an outer spiral band. Once this process completes, Ma-on is expected to intensify into a Category 4 storm. With water temperatures along the path of the typhoon ranging from 29 - 30°C, and wind shear expected to remain in the low to moderate range of 5 - 15 knots, Ma-on has the potential to hit Japan as a major Category 3 storm.

And his revised forecast on July 18th:

Weakened Typhoon Ma-on headed towards Japan
Typhoon Ma-on has weakened to a large Category 1 storm as it heads towards Japan, and is expected to brush the east coast of the main island of Honshu on Tuesday. The typhoon weakened over the past day, thanks to an eyewall replacement cycle where the inner eyewall collapsed, and a new, larger eyewall formed from an outer spiral band. Ma-on was expected to intensify once this process completed, but the eyewall replacement process significantly disrupted the storm, and it is unlikely Ma-on will be able to recover. This is good news for Japan, since Ma-on is a huge storm with tropical-storm force winds that extend 225 miles north of the center.

Defying logic to bring us some relief? Baby is on! Although, one hopes the name Ma-on alludes more to closeness than age; I'm barely fifty!... What's next, tropical storm Gamma?

Here's Dr. Masters' poetic forecast for July 19th:

Tropical storm Bret is no threat.

July 16th:



July 18th:



And Bill? Well, in a perky co-incidence he just Tweeted about his latest video with the words #Undefeated #Boobs. In his usual scintillating wit... all perfectly justified as a jab at Michelle Bachmann, Sarah Palin, and the Palin movie 'Undefeated'. Is he consciously involved in this, or conscious of it at all? An interesting detail revolving around a big mystery.


Bill Maher
@HBO #RealTime: #Undefeated #BOOBS
16 Jul

...or are you dicking me again?

Sent to Bill on May 22nd, 2011



June 3rd New Rules:

A Wind Farm in Front of my House... Teinte a Maher!

Not long after Bill's latest breakup with his scientist girlfriend, here is his Tweet... the title of this New Rule is interesting:

@billmaher
Bill Maher
#NewRule “Miss Me Kate”: (Via: @HBO #RealTime)
6 May 2011 via WhoSay

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I am perched in the clouds overlooking the islands and beaches of La Reserve Naturelle de St. Martin because I felt the view in a protected zone could never be spoiled. How can it be possible that a study was approved to place a wind farm (#@*!!) on the island of Tintamarre, in a full frontal assault? A tint of off-colored humor? 'Teinte a' means 'tint of' in French.


May 14th on Facebook by Cat Brown
Will You Bet On It

I miss your show of strength on the sea, a jagged asymmetry in perfect equilibrium, aloof piece of rock... the mere thought of your obscuration lays bare how precious you are.





June 3rd update

As curiously as they emerged, the plans for a wind farm on Tintamarre have been abandoned...

Sept 09 to May 11

Alot happened during this time, perhaps one day I'll get around to it.

Hurricane Bill

Lovetoamuse post on Bill's page Aug 25th 2009


It’s time for me to vent a little, shoot some cool breeze about you… luckily only metaphysically.

Hurricane Bill avoided all land masses! You weaved artfully, away from shorelines, even avoiding a head on collision with Placentia, Nova Scotia. At first there were indications the $130 billion insurance haven of Bermuda would get a pounding, but your true compassionate nature prevailed, not to mention the fact that Bill Clinton was there trying to cool down Hillary after the North Korean hostage release caper. Basically you made big waves, what else is new? You also took the opportunity to delay the Obamas’ vacation by a few hours. Besides the usual careless bathers and some imprudent onlookers at Thunder Hole who were nearly all plucked back to life (except the Chinese girl), you came through with flying colors. Surfers and shell collectors had a great time, and I can attest that everyone living in your path felt blessed as you passed by.

How about an existential hors d’oeuvre while we await the arrival of your remnants on Ireland’s northwest coast? I downloaded it myself.

An A hole

Excerpt from Bill Maher's New Rules Friday August 14, 2009:

New Rule: A-hole in One Shouldn't Be Obama's Game

...And he said that, unlike before he became president, he prays all the time now and that his Faith and Neighbor Initiatives Director sends him scripture on his Blackberry to start every day. Jesus, is there something about that house that turns people into assholes?

I kid the Commander in Chief, he's very far from an asshole, he's a cool dude, and I want to keep him that way!...

Lovetoamuse post on Bill's Myspace page August 15, 2009:



Today we’re analyzing two tropical storms: An-a, and some space further, Bill. They could well be inspired hurricanes by next week as they follow a projected track to the Dutch Leeward Islands where I live. Now I don’t think you are an a-hole, on the contrary, I think you’re a very cool dude. I also agree that Obama’s best role is to lead by example, and everyone should play a part to reduce global warming. Ok… I give my cats Minou and Gooch-Pooch bottled water from Martinique’s Mont Beni and I’m way too reckless with the Charmin… but on the plus side I don’t eat meat and I close electronics at the source while sleeping, to reduce EMF’s.
Along with so many others, I orbit around your sunshine as a source of gorgeous energy. With you there’s never a dull moment, and here we go again!
Is that energy conscious enough?

Truly yours in the nether lands,

Catherine

Omar

LovetoaMuse said...


Oh Maher!

Hurricane Omar is coming.


Posted on Bill's page October 13, 2008 11:37 PM




Bill Maher's Forums

Re: Bill Maher: "Rationalist"
by CbusOhio on Tue May 20, 2008 5:30 pm:

What's THAT a picture of?

Re: Bill Maher: "Rationalist"
by Lovetoamuse on Tue May 20, 2008 6:28 pm:

That's a beauty mark on my butt in the shape of an exclamation point. I realized it was there in my early thirties, as I became very conscious of spiritual joy. To this day, this great symbol gets validated daily with my lifelong love, my husband.

I guess it's my answer to Bill's toast!

Homard mon amour,

Thank you for your comment in Animal Times. PETA is the pre-eminent purveyor of exquisite empathy.

Posted by Lovetoamuse on May 27, 2009

I'll raise you one planet

Lovetoamuse post on Bill's page April 21st, 2009

They say drugs are dangerous because they’re addictive. They don’t like to expound; actually the argument is too lame to discuss. Addiction runs the economy. Besides the obvious alcohol and tobacco there’s guns, food, medicine, gambling, financial finagling, twittering, useless junk from China... Fear of profound psychological change is what keeps psychotropic substances illegal.

Cannabis is a catalyst, opening minds by freeing those *millions of mirth microbes*. When it’s legalized, we can’t expect kids to sit through existing ‘straight’ curriculums. It’s all got to evolve, making room for dreaming, right up there with engineering. Space is the wrong direction to explore new frontiers. Legalizing weed will help point the arrow inward, where technology has a lot of catching up to do.

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That comment about girls dressing like whores nowadays, was that a trap? Like Obama bowing to the Arab king: calculated, inadvertent or instinctive? It’s easy satisfaction to send girls mixed messages, like Walgreens promoting wellness. Sexuality, like knowledge, needs to be released. There are saint bitches, and worlds beyond. With your permission, let’s go back to DC a year or so ago…






For more background info, visit  lovetoamuse girl talk

Musings...

Posted by Lovetoamuse on Oct. 24, 2008

From an intellectual perspective, one wonders how sex symbols feel about being constantly fantasized by the masses. Does Pamela Andersen feel all the orgasms dedicated to her? Would it feel so good she’d get up and do her own housework? Might all these waves of pleasure have a cumulative effect on sensitive starlets and snap their synapses in an endorphin overdose? They would be sacrificed for a good cause, not to mention furthering the study of telepathy, a science best served by clandestine sex. I wonder if we’ll get federal funding for this line of research in Obama land…

Bill sounds exasperated

Real Time June 13, 2009