Log24

Suggested by the previous post —

“Everybody, here comes the life of the party
Everybody, here comes the life of the party, yeah, she is.”

Songwriters: Ben Hayslip / Rhett Akins / Jason Sellers

See as well Life of the Party  in this  journal.

Synchronologists  may consult posts of March 2015.

* ” This was Language herself , as she first sprang at Maleldil’s bidding
out of the molten quicksilver  of the first star called Mercury on Earth,
but Viritrilbia in Deep Heaven.” ―  C.S. Lewis,  That Hideous Strength .

"Two Out of Three Ain't Bad" — Bat Out of Hell  album, Oct. 1977

A post from March 28, 2014 —

March 28 was reportedly the date of death for a public figure:

Edwin Kagin, Atheist Who Battled Religion
in Public Sphere, Dies at 73.

Related material — the link Complex Reflection from March 28,
and a post on “The Sunset Limited.”

The “Sunset” post was suggested by the contrast between Kagin’s
views and those in  a book by his son Stephen, a minister.

The title is a reference to a post of a year ago today.

From a page linked to in that post—

"It was a time when American celebrities
still resembled girls and boys next door
and when chart-toppers were manufactured
to appeal to listeners of all ages."

See also a Saturday Evening  Post —

“Let’s give ‘em somethin’ to talk about,
A little mystery to figure out”

– Scarlett Johansson singing on
Saturday Night Live, April 21, 2007

Let me tell you about a place called Lebanon– Lebanon, Virginia.”

— Last night’s keynote address at the Democratic National Convention

“The lunatic,   the lover,   and the poet   are of imagination   all compact.”   — Shakespeare For further details, see the sons and daughters of Bluefield, Pikeville, and Asheville.

The headline for Edward Rothstein’s “Connections” column in The New York Times of Monday, March 26, 2007, was “Texts That Run Rings Around Everyday Linear Logic.”

Continuing yesterday’s lottery meditation, let us examine today’s New York results in the light of Rothstein’s essay.  The literary “ring” structure he describes is not immediately apparent in Friday’s numbers, although the mid-day number, 002– which in the I Ching signifies yin, the feminine, receptive principle– might be interpreted as referring to a ring of sorts.

Illustration from
an entry of
March 2, 2004

For the evening number, 085, see the list of page numbers in last year’s Log24 entry (cited here last night) for today’s date, March 30.  Page 85, in the source cited here a year ago, begins…

“A random selection from Hopkins’s journal shows how the sun acts as a focus….”

See also last night’s picture:

 

Also on Saint Cecilia’s Day
(Release date: 11/22/2005)…

Bright Music
Illustrated



Reba #1’s
Reba McEntire
Album Length Compact Disc

For Reba,
a very bright star,
the symbol of Venus
always shines:

Scoop

This afternoon I came across, in a briefcase I seldom use, two books I had not looked at since I bought them last month:

• The Footprints of God, a recently published paperback by Greg Iles, a writer who graduated from Trinity High School, Natchez, Mississippi, in 1979, and from the University of Mississippi in Oxford in 1983.
• Sanctuary, by the better-known Mississippi writer William Faulkner.

At the time I purchased the books, indeed until I looked up Iles on the Web today, I was not aware of the Mississippi connection.  Their physical connection, lying together today in my briefcase, is, of course, purely coincidental.  My view of coincidence is close to that of Arthur Koestler, who wrote The Challenge of Chance and The Roots of Coincidence, and to that of Loren Eiseley, who wrote of a dice game and of "the Other Player" in his autobiography, All the Strange Hours.

A Log24 entry yesterday referred to a comedic novel on the role of chance in physics, Cosmic Banditos.  Today's New York Times quotes an entertainer who referred to President Bush yesterday, at a political fund-raiser, as a bandito.  Another coincidence… this one related directly to the philosophy of coincidences expounded jokingly in Cosmic Banditos.

I draw no conclusions from such coincidences, but they do inspire me to look a little deeper into life's details — where, some say, God is.  Free association on these details, together with a passage in Sanctuary, inspired the following collage:

Related Texts

Faulkner on a trinity of women
in Sanctuary (Ch. 25):

"Miss Reba emerged from behind the screen with three glasses of gin. 'This'll put some heart into us,' she said. 'We're setting here like three old sick cats.'  They bowed formally and drank, patting their lips.  Then they began to talk.  They were all talking at once,* again in half-completed sentences, but without pauses for agreement or affirmation."

"In Defense of the Brand":

"When I was helping Frito corn chips expand its core user group in the mid-'90s, we didn't ask Frito-Lay to just wave the Fritos banner. The brand was elevated to a place where it could address its core users in a way that was relevant to their lifestyle. We took the profile of the audience and created a campaign starring Reba McEntire. It captured the brand's essence, and set Frito eaters amidst good music, good people, and good fun."

Song lyric, Reba McEntire:
 

"I might have been born
just plain white trash,
but Fancy was my name."

Loren Eiseley, 
Notes of an Alchemist:

I never found
the hole in the wall;
I never found
Pancho Villa country
where you see the enemy first.
— "The Invisible Horseman"

* A significant phrase. See

We Are the Key:
The Shining of December 13,
and
Naturalized Epistemology.