I'd rather go blind ...

As I pack my bags, Koko Taylor and I are rocking out.

Koko, Mike and I rocked out one night in New Haven, ~1978

Rowdy music, ecstatic music

On Friday evening, home alone, I unwound a work week with music, wine, olives and cheese --

1. 1967: At the home of Dr Stotts, while his parents were away, youth smoked DMT and sought music-- "I might get burned up by the Sun! But I've had my fun!"
2. After that opener I wanted to hear Ten Years After again!  
3. Forty years after the 1969 Woodstock Rockfest, Oregon still has the Oregon Country Fair.
4. In 1980, Ted and Otila eloped to Oahu. Radios were playing While You See A Chance and Otila liked it right away.
5. In 1974, this Peace Corps teacher brought a Soul Sacrifice to an teachers faikava in the Friendly Islands.  Actually Santana's electricity didn't match the rest of the evening's mellow Tongan love songs.  
6. Speaking of sacrifices, I've always liked Cast Your Fate to the Wind
7. End of the Line put a cap on my Chardonay.

Hawaiian moments

Canoe Approaching South Point Hawaii - ca 1400 a.d.

Feher painted Hawaiian moments

Morrison, Illinois 1965

Morrison, Illinois 1965
Originally uploaded by theozt

Ted's family moved from Illinois to Connecticut at the end of his sophomore year. His midwestern buddies were missed.

Modern dilemmas

What is Language?

[ Ted boasted ]

I can mark different phases in my development and intellectual history by the evolution of my thoughts on Language.

I'll expand some thoughts in installments.

Here is an anecdote about a child's philosophy of language. It would have been around 1987, when Emelda was 10, that she came to me with an angry question --
"Am I a Roman Catholic or not ?!?!"

I perceived this 10 year old was confused and irritated about the religious eclecticism and informality she experienced in our household.

I am fond of telling young thinkers -- one can not "be" an abstract noun.

To be continued ...