Extrusion

Extrusion is a process used to create objects of a fixed cross-sectional profile. A material is pushed or drawn through a die of the desired cross-section. The two main advantages of this process over other manufacturing processes are its ability to create very complex cross-sections, and to work materials that are brittle, because the material only encounters compressive and shear stresses. It also forms finished parts with an excellent surface finish.

So that's how you make people! And here's me thinking it was all biological.

I have been extruded. In fact I am the product of self-extrusion. Die-cast. The die is cast.

Cider Insider Inside

Here is a taste of roughly hewn cider. This Is the mash. After chopping up about 6 kilos of apples you get about 1 bottle of cider which takes about 1 month to make. Alternatively you could go down to the local supermarket and get some strongbow.

Christmas Tree with Little Boy

The tree, as is blindingly obvious, is up. Vertical is a good position for a tree. Come to think of it, it's not such a bad position for a person either.

Today is the 25th of December. I had a quiet night in with the dogs yesterday after going to the school's Mass at 8 o'clock. The weather is wild and tempestuous with shades of foreboding in the firmament. The rain has decided to do the vertical thing too. It looks like a curtain of chain-mail.

Just a Week Ago. The sky from the Bedroom Window

There is a lot of white noise in my head. I think there is a lot of white noise in most people's heads. This is not problematical unless you have problems filtering the interference and getting to the useful information and feelings. Our burgeoning longevity leaves us too much time to dwell on the past and imagine the future. We should be moulding the present. With less emphasis on the mould.

Amazing Concentration

Following Norman Tebbit's advice. Pedal power. On yer bike son!!!! Having finished my breakfast (a large, strong coffee, fresh fruit juice and cake) I intend to brave the elements and go jogging for 20 minutes. I should also do a bit of translation work and clean the house. The excitement is almost unbearable.

The Art of Sleep, Part 8

The Art of Sleep, Part 9

Something by Umberto Boccioni the Italian Futurist Leader; can't remember the title and can't be bothered to look

Same artist but this one has an unforgettable title; Unique Forms of Continuity in Space

Unique form of Genetic Continuity Spaced

Today's poem:

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lacked anything.

"A guest," I answered, "worthy to be here":
Love said, "You shall be he."
"I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on thee."
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
"Who made the eyes but I?"

"Truth, Lord; but I have marred them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve."
"And know you not," says Love, "who bore the blame?'
"My dear, then I will serve."
"You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."
So I did sit and eat.