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Briesmeister (Jan 2005)( originally posted to RadioWebLog ) Theres something pretty And something oppressive That hits me on some summer mornings When I see the dew hanging and spider webs drying And hear the cars fire up and go Then I remember old Mr Briesmeister With his lunch box to the Case Works headed 50s morning sidewalked Racine He’d been out six weeks Going back with his rail road engineer hat, And his apron bluejeans To make tractors Shoulders sagging As he caught the bus From the bus stop In front of the yard Where we would find a ball, A ball and a bat, And play all day Where the rabbit hole was the pitcher’s mound Oh, then The sound of Mrs Briesmeister wailing She a German of precise petunias With the one backyard our army couldn’t traverse Mr Briesmeister coming back from furlough Had a heart attack Had to go to work for some steel-eyed reason and croak On the assembly line And the neighborhood ladies Then sadly saddled u...

Born in 1924 from a family of noted European mathematicians, Benoit Mandelbrot had an early interest in maps, and began early on to study nature's rough terrains - phenomena beyond traditional geometry and its straight lines and arcs. In a long research and academic career, with much help from the first commercial computers that came about after World War II, he created fractal geometry. In his memoir, "The Fractalist," partially completed before his death in 2010 (and finally compiled by family and colleagues), Mandelbrot tells the tale behind the tale - the one best remembered in his widely read "The Fractal Geometry of Nature." He shows the excitement he found in his early evolution as a scientist, one who had Kepler as an idle. He writes: "I allowed my finger to be touched by a complicated set of gears that soon grabbed my body - and never let go." (This after  Uncle Szolem gave him a reprint of a review of Zipf book.) It is amazing how m...

My podcast work seems to go diaspora. Here is an attempt well after the fact to try  and trawl  them in in fits and starts.- Jack Vaughan (Below, with Mark Brunelli at left.)(Photo: Emma Snider) Big Data and Hadoop at TDWI 2013 - At the 2013 TDWI World Conference and BI Executive Summit in Las Vegas, speakers and attendees chewed over some of the meatiest trends and hottest technologies in the business intelligence and data warehousing market. With Craig Steadman and Scot Peterson. http://searchdatamanagement.techtarget.com/podcast/Business-intelligence-and-data-warehousing-trends-aired-at-TDWI-event Dr. Goodnight on Big Data, or I cover the waterfront - SAS LASR In-Memory Analytics Server software discussed by SAS CEO Jim Goodnight and Senior Vice President and Chief Marketing Officer Jim Davis discussed during an interview at waterfront hotel in Boston with SearchDataManagement. http://searchdatamanagement.techtarget.com/podcast/Jim-Goodnight-on-SAS-in-memory-a...

I have three dreams of heaven in my life. Three dreams of heaven in life have I. The first one was in '57 inside the Johnson Wax Building. Flip flop and frank Lloyd. Night and the watchman; linoleum, and shepherds tended flocks on clouds. Sky King was signing autographs. I wanna be there.  For two set the wayback for '73 when I lived in New York For Yankees, era of    Mike Kekich  and Fritz Petersen. But first go back further. A young boy travelling at night.  There was this hospital all lit on a palisade. My father said: That is the hospital where Babe Ruth died.  I transpose William Bendix nearing heaven, with strings. Later, getting ready to leave the city, with Watergate brewing...I had a dream that Heaven was Yankee Stadium, I was either talking with Babe Ruth or looking at his plaque in centerfield. In the field of play, with a monument in the ground rules.* For number 3, not so much to heaven .. but the afterlife rather....

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BLUES   |   DRBOPMOG   |   POESY   |   DERACINATION   |   ELECTRONIC BARD SYSTEM Bombe. Important gears in the machine of the history of computing are sometimes connected, sometimes disconnected. The British Government created one of the biggest disconnects by burying its own pioneering World War II work behind curtains of information classification. The Government shielded details of their war time work on the electromechanical Bombe computer and the Bombe-related programmable electronic Colossus* computer far past the time when these systems' underlying mechanisms were well known.  This resulted in a dark veil dropping over much of the work of Alan Turing, who studied at Cambridge and Princeton and who was a tremendously significant figure in Bombe and the ACE stored-program computer. People close to the story were well aware of Turing, however. Turing is the subject of "The Man Who Knew Too Much- Alan Turing...

BLUES  |   DRBOPMOG  |   POESY  |   DERACINATION  |   ELECTRONIC BARD SYSTEM #FragmentaryIda #blues #take1 Fragmentary Ida - was a bad backslider.  but like a sentence fragment. I was partial to her. Fragmentary Ida - Didnt have no heart - in fact she was missing  a suitcase full of parts. Ida would come and Ida would go. Which part would be missing - you would never know. Fragmentary Ida - came to me in a dream. I was sorting through the hardware - heard somebody call her name. Late one night. Ida come home. Boys are playing coon can, coon can craps and poker.  I was holding two eights. and fumbling with the Joker. She takes off her falsies puts them in the bureau. She straps off her prostheic leg,  now she's purring 'yoo-hoo' She takes off her black wig, one glass eye goes in the secretary. with the good one she winks  its past your bedtime honey Oh Ida...