The first five chapters of a new tale
“Tradition refuses to submit to the small and arrogant oligarchy of those who merely happen to be walking around.” — Gilbert Keith Chesterton
If you are a reader in the distant future, this message is for you. Terms which are common to my people of my time may have been lost in yours.
Terms you will encounter:
2020: This indicates a year within the Common Era. A reader of old documents like you must do the math all the time.
7616 BCE: “BCE” refers to the time before the Common Era. This tale spans the time period between 7142 BCE and 2020 which is 9,162 years. …
I have a hard time with time. Do you?
First of all, I hate our new day names. Sun has become Sunday. Saturn, Saturday. Moon has become Monday.
Friday should be Venus. Thursday, Jupiter. We have lost so much.
The order of the planets came from Hellenistic Astrology.
Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus, Saturn
Compare those to our current day names and consider what we have lost.
The real is being replaced by the unreal. The more vague, the better.
I don’t care about months. Carve up the year however you want.
I believe we should base time on the rotation of the earth. …
The greatest show you’ve never heard of.
This is Part 2. In Part 1, I was able to ask the show’s creator a few questions.
What if I told you one little toad sized dish of tubular noodles could save a sweet boys life?
Welcome to the world of Tarantula.
Tarantula is ten animated tales, told from the perspective of Echo, our wise narrator and guide. He lives at the Tierra Chula Hotel along with other unique characters.
Before I begin talking about the creator of Tarantula, I must first talk about where he came from.
In the middle of the Salt River Valley, you will find a city called Phoenix. The city’s water comes from a 336 mile long canal connected to a water source from what was once a fertile valley. This long ribbon of water is how people in central Arizona stay alive. …
After a lifetime of watching shows, I have finally figured out my favorite.
There is a good chance you haven’t seen my favorite show. Perhaps you have. Here is the theme song as a hint:
Amazing, isn’t it? I asked the creator of the show about the theme song.
How did the theme song come about?
“In a really strange way, actually. I was out on a jog when it popped into my head. I ran into my apartment to record it into my phone, and my roommate was on the phone with his Dad.
So I ran into his room, which was the furthest point from where he was talking, and set my phone on his bookcase and recorded it, still a bit out of breath from the jog. …
Choose your rules or they’ll choose you.
Do what you can, with what you’ve got, where you are. — Squire Bill Widener
The woman who wrote the book on Sir John.
Dorothy Nafus was born in Nashua, Iowa. She graduated from the University of Iowa, majoring in English and Music.
In 1947, she moved to Portland, Oregon with her husband Carl Morrison.
Dorothy published several young adult biographies about figures of the Pacific Northwest, including one about John McLoughlin. While in her eighties, she wrote her most distinguished work, Outpost.
Today was the John McLoughlin party and it was lit.
First off, I got all my questions from yesterday answered. I also was lucky enough to meet him.
He said, “I never smile in photos so I won’t start now.” I was so excited all I could say was, “You really are six foot five. That’s amazing.”
If I wasn’t so excited, I would have moved back a bit so you could see how tall he was. Again, I think that’s why he made the five month journey to England to secure his place during the Hudson Bay Company merger.
Richard (the resident expert) showed me a quote from a letter Sir John sent. I took a photo so I’d get it right. …
A letter to Oregon’s father
Dear Sir John McLoughlin,
First of all, thank you for saving us from a war with Great Britain. Second, I just visited your house.
They put it up on the bluff in the land you donated, using only the assistance of a single horse. I couldn’t imagine a single horse moving a house. To you, a horse moving a house is probably normal. To me it is a bewildering feat.
I made it there just in time for the last tour of the season. …
This document was found in John McLoughlin’s private papers after his death. It is believed to be one of the last things he wrote.
I added section titles and made minor formatting changes to the original transcription created by his daughter Eloise Harvey entitled “Copy of a Document.”
In 1821, I came to this country to superintend the management of the Hudson Bay Company’s trade on the coast. We came to the determination to abandon Astoria and go to Fort Vancouver, as it was a place where we could cultivate the soil and raise our own provisions.
In March, 1825, we moved there and that spring planted potatoes and sowed two bushels of peas, the only grain we had — and all we had. …