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  20. <author>
  21. <name>Will</name>
  22. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
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  24. <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Voice of All My Summers]]></title>
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  26. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11157</id>
  27. <updated>2017-07-15T14:18:13Z</updated>
  28. <published>2017-07-15T14:16:05Z</published>
  29. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="awesome" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="music" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[Gustavo Dudamel conducting Beethoven&#8217;s Ninth Symphony may have been listed as the star of the show (and it was fantastic!), but the reason I bought tickets to the July 13, 2017 performance at the Hollywood Bowl was that my beloved Vin Scully &#8212; eternal voice of the Dodgers and of ALL of Los Angeles &#8212; [&#8230;]]]></summary>
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  33. <div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="172b8-0-0"><span data-offset-key="172b8-0-0">Gustavo Dudamel conducting Beethoven&#8217;s Ninth Symphony may have been listed as the star of the show (and it was fantastic!), but the reason I bought tickets to the July 13, 2017 performance at the Hollywood Bowl was that my beloved Vin Scully &#8212; eternal voice of the Dodgers and of ALL of Los Angeles &#8212; was on the bill to narrate Aaron Copland&#8217;s &#8220;Lincoln Portrait&#8221; and he did so beautifully with characteristic humility and eloquence.</span></div>
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  39. <div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="4fpq5-0-0"><span data-offset-key="4fpq5-0-0">The chance to hear again what has been the voice of ALL of my summers as a native angeleno was something I couldn&#8217;t pass up, nor could I not memorialize the occasion.</span></div>
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  45. <div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="9js6b-0-0"><span data-offset-key="9js6b-0-0">NOTES: Scully&#8217;s narration begins at about the 8:20 mark. An encore performance is scheduled for July 18, 2017, at the Bowl. This performance was recorded (faaaaar better than me and my handheld recorder from Section J) and is scheduled to be broadcast July 30, 2017, on KUSC-FM (91.5). Gawd bless my fellow audience members. This was my first visit to the Bowl in several years where everyone was pretty much completely quiet throughout the whole program.</span></div>
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  51. <div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="qqd3-0-0"><span data-offset-key="qqd3-0-0">If the embed at the top is not functioning, here the direct link to my YouTube post: <a href="https://youtu.be/rUbrYgvWMFI">https://youtu.be/rUbrYgvWMFI</a></span></div>
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  56. <entry>
  57. <author>
  58. <name>Will</name>
  59. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  60. </author>
  61. <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Power Of Love]]></title>
  62. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/07/13/the-power-of-love/" />
  63. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11154</id>
  64. <updated>2017-07-13T13:23:52Z</updated>
  65. <published>2017-07-13T13:23:52Z</published>
  66. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="encounters" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[There&#8217;s a striking mural depicting the facets and faces of the Black Panther movement on the corner of Jefferson Boulevard and 11th Avenue titled &#8220;To Protect And Serve&#8221; that I&#8217;ve found very revelatory ever since I first discovered it back about 10 years ago. It was painted in 1995 by Noni Olabisi, and the story [&#8230;]]]></summary>
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  68. <p>There&#8217;s a striking mural depicting the facets and faces of the Black Panther movement on the corner of Jefferson Boulevard and 11th Avenue titled &#8220;To Protect And Serve&#8221; that I&#8217;ve found very revelatory ever since I first discovered it back about 10 years ago.</p>
  69. <p>It was painted in 1995 by Noni Olabisi, and the story of how it almost never was until the community and the Social and Public Art Resource Center (SPARC) rallied against opposition to it from civic leaders is compelling in its own right.</p>
  70. <p>In the 22 years since its installation, it has proven to be as polarizing a work of art as the movement, enduring various defacements and damage.</p>
  71. <p>About six months ago I was pleased in passing to find it being restored. The dramatic color scheme, long faded from years standing against the afternoon sun, was brought back to gloriously eye-popping vibrancy. But there was little time to celebrate its renewal. Seemingly only days after work had been completed I drove by and found the center of the mural caved in. The heartbreaking indentation looked to be about as wide and as high as a bumper, so my assumption was a vehicle involved. The question was, given the indignities this mural has endured over its years, was its ramming accidental or intentional? Passing by a few days later I saw the letters &#8220;KKK&#8221; had been added near the crushed section.</p>
  72. <p>The damage stood until a couple months ago, when repairs were made to the wall, leaving a large replastered area. I figured fixing the wall was inevitable, but not so clearly a given was if the mural would be.</p>
  73. <p>Then came Tuesday afternoon and on my way home from work I saw Olabisi, brush in hand and filling in that void. I thought about turning around and coming back to meet her, but I was lazytired and so I didn&#8217;t. Yesterday afternoon, same story, but different ending; this time after seeing her I yanked a right at the next street and came back up 11th Avenue where I found her in conversation with a fellow named Victor. I stepped right up and told her how thrilled I was to see the mural being re-completed. She bemoaned the fact that in the time between Tuesday evening and now someone had already marred it. She pointed out the word &#8220;Apache&#8221; had been tagged onto the sleeve of one of the officers depicted subduing Bobby Seale whose face had been covered in black spray paint. We all stood there shaking our heads.</p>
  74. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-large wp-image-11155" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n-550x413.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="413" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n-550x413.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n-300x225.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n-768x576.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n-150x113.jpg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/19961215_486538625011849_253845617554479189_n.jpg 960w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a></p>
  75. <p>The three of us eased into a wide-ranging discussion on race, art, history, politics, the Rwanda genocide, the First Amendment, the Second Amendment, basic human goodness and instincts, Tupac, Jimi, Daryl Gates, and how love and respect is the answer to combating evil. I asked her about the significance of the bright circle on the beret near the top center of the mural (visible in the picture above with Olabisi on the left and Victor on the right), and she told me it represented the sun which shines upon us all equally and without discrimination. Amen, sister.</p>
  76. <p>Before I gave Olabisi a hug goodbye, I was emphasizing my continuing belief &#8212; despite ample evidence to the contrary &#8212; in the basic goodness of us as individuals and as a species. A young lady, showed up to take some pictures of the mural and as she passed us Olabisi was talking to me about Hendrix and trying to remember a statement attributed to him. &#8220;When the power of love&#8230; is greater,&#8221; she started, but couldn&#8217;t remember the rest, and I couldn&#8217;t either.</p>
  77. <p>The young lady turned around and finished it for her: &#8220;than the love of power&#8230;&#8221;</p>
  78. <p>&#8220;That&#8217;s it!&#8221; Olabisi exclaimed. &#8220;When the power of love is greater than the love of power then the world will know peace.&#8221;</p>
  79. <p>Righteous.</p>
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  82. </entry>
  83. <entry>
  84. <author>
  85. <name>Will</name>
  86. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  87. </author>
  88. <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Magic Prayer]]></title>
  89. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/06/24/the-magic-prayer/" />
  90. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11149</id>
  91. <updated>2017-06-24T20:36:11Z</updated>
  92. <published>2017-06-24T20:35:30Z</published>
  93. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="Defining Moments" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[I have this mantra, taught to me by my beloved mother at a very early age. Our cat Puddy had been missing for a day or two and I was ripping around the apartment building and through our unit looking high and low in a frantic fruitless search all the while bawling like a baby [&#8230;]]]></summary>
  94. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/06/24/the-magic-prayer/"><![CDATA[<p>I have this mantra, taught to me by my beloved mother at a very early age. Our cat Puddy had been missing for a day or two and I was ripping around the apartment building and through our unit looking high and low in a frantic fruitless search all the while bawling like a baby at her being gone.</p>
  95. <p>Mom sat me down and had me compose myself and said she&#8217;s going to teach me the &#8220;magic prayer.&#8221; And she made me repeat it after her, over and over and over:</p>
  96. <p>&#8220;Nothing is lost, it is simply not revealed.&#8221;</p>
  97. <p>Of course as a seven or eight year old, when Puddy did not reveal herself immediately, I went back to tearing my world apart, but at least instead of crying, I just kept saying those words over and over and over and over.</p>
  98. <p>And you know what. I found Puddy soon after. She was trapped in the cabinet under the bathroom sink. Thankfully she was OK &#8212; doubly thankful because in fact, losing her had been entirely my fault. Mischievous brat that I was, I had seen her enter through the open cabinet door and I rushed up and closed it behind her. Of course I hadn&#8217;t intentionally planned on leaving her confined in the dark without any food or water for the next day-plus. At some point I must&#8217;ve gotten bored waiting for her to scratch at the door from inside and I went and found other ways to occupy that day, ultimately forgetting about her. Or at least until I couldn&#8217;t find her yet had still forgotten where I&#8217;d left her.</p>
  99. <p>But me being an idiot evil child isn&#8217;t the point. The point is the magic prayer worked.</p>
  100. <p>And it has done so throughout my life. I can&#8217;t give you a scientifically determined percentage of success, but over my many years when garage door openers or keys or lists, or phones or wallets or paperwork, or my sanity has vanished, I literally say those words out loud and more often than not whatever was lost becomes revealed. Sometimes it happens quickly. Sometimes not so quickly.</p>
  101. <p>It happened not so quickly just this morning. Last week after the raptor presentation at Wild Birds Unlimited out in Thousand Oaks that Susan and I went to, we bought a couple of hummingbird swings. While Susan was at the market this morning I went out to mount themnext to the feeder sand in the course of screwing in the hook for the second one, it fell out and down from the porch to the brick walkway about 10 feet below with a plink. I went down and did a cursory search of the ground and came away empty handed.</p>
  102. <p>So I said &#8220;Nothing is lost, it is simply not revealed&#8221; and went about my business.</p>
  103. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/19399043_476620672670311_3585659247473916396_n.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-11150" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/19399043_476620672670311_3585659247473916396_n-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/19399043_476620672670311_3585659247473916396_n-300x225.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/19399043_476620672670311_3585659247473916396_n-150x112.jpg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/19399043_476620672670311_3585659247473916396_n.jpg 526w" sizes="(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></a>A short while later, Susan got home and after putting away the groceries she came to me at my desk and handed me an eyeglass case, to which I was all &#8220;huh?&#8221;</p>
  104. <p>I opened it. and inside was a long-missing favorite pair of sunglasses, themselves of which had been absent since sometime around a hike we had done, coincidentally, in Thousand Oaks nearly two years ago.</p>
  105. <p>Waaaaay back then when they came up as gone I&#8217;d said the magic prayer, and then every now and then I&#8217;d remember they were still missing and tear the place apart only to end up reciting the prayer again.</p>
  106. <p>Susan said she found the case in the driver side door compartment of her car where it apparently sat for aaaaall this time, because a yellow piece of paper there caught her eye. Ironically that piece of yellow paper had the address of Wild Birds Unlimited that I&#8217;d written on it and had dropped into that compartment upon our arrival last week.</p>
  107. <p>Huh.</p>
  108. <p>As to that hummingbird swing hook. It&#8217;ll turn up. One of these days. Or years.</p>
  109. <p>Nothing is lost, it is simply not revealed. Indeed.</p>
  110. ]]></content>
  111. </entry>
  112. <entry>
  113. <author>
  114. <name>Will</name>
  115. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  116. </author>
  117. <title type="html"><![CDATA[And Now For Something Completely Different: Good News]]></title>
  118. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/05/06/and-now-for-something-completely-different-good-news/" />
  119. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11145</id>
  120. <updated>2017-05-06T14:28:23Z</updated>
  121. <published>2017-05-06T14:28:23Z</published>
  122. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="animals" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[If the following press release ends up getting covered by any of the local media outlets, it stands a good bet that you are acquainted at some level with the Friendly Neighborhood Humane Officer involved in this all-together awesome of a happy ending, more than two years in the making. JUSTICE FOR KING 2015 Animal [&#8230;]]]></summary>
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  124. <p>If the following press release ends up getting covered by any of the local media outlets, it stands a good bet that you are acquainted at some level with the Friendly Neighborhood Humane Officer involved in this all-together awesome of a happy ending, more than two years in the making.</p>
  125. <h4 style="text-align: center;"><strong>JUSTICE FOR KING<br />
  126. </strong><strong>2015 Animal Cruelty Case Results in Conviction</strong></h4>
  127. <p>Los Angeles &#8212; Rather than stand trial on April 28, 2017, Marcus Kemp (DOB 11/15/1965) entered a no contest plea to one misdemeanor count Penal Code 597(b), animal cruelty, at Clara Shortridge Foltz Criminal Justice Center (Division 47) for his part in the suffering of King, a four-year-old pit bull mix dog in his care. The terms of Kemp’s probation include 36 months summary probation, $250 fine plus penalty assessment, and 16 animal cruelty classes, among other conditions (Court Case <span class="_5afx"><span class="_58cl _5afz">#</span><span class="_58cm">6CJ01732</span></span>). The charges are the result of an investigation by the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Los Angeles (spcaLA). The case was prosecuted by Michelle H. McGinnis, Supervising Deputy City Attorney, Los Angeles City Attorney&#8217;s Office, Criminal Division.</p>
  128. <p>In April 2015, spcaLA Humane Officers responded to an animal cruelty tip on the 800 block of E. 109th Street in Willowbrook. In the backyard of the residence, they found King tethered to a cyclone fence by a heavy metal chain . Fatigued but alert, King was underweight and had a severe ligature-type wound to his left hind leg resulting from becoming entangled in the chain to which he was unlawfully confined. This injury resulted in undue suffering and neglect. Criminal charges were filed against defendants, Kemp and Keesha Price (DOB 11/26/1970) in March of 2016. Price later pleaded guilty to a lesser charge.</p>
  129. <div id="attachment_11146" style="width: 560px" class="wp-caption alignnone"><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed.jpeg"><img class="wp-image-11146 size-large" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed-550x174.jpeg" alt="" width="550" height="174" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed-550x174.jpeg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed-300x95.jpeg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed-768x243.jpeg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed-150x47.jpeg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/unnamed.jpeg 1518w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">King, before and after.</p></div>
  130. <p>While in the care of spcaLA, King recovered from his injuries with proper veterinary care and nutrition. Despite neglect at the hands of his former human companions, King remained a happy dog who loved to play and receive affection . In February 2016, King was adopted into a loving home.</p>
  131. <p>spcaLA is the only private animal welfare organization in Los Angeles that is also Law Enforcement. spcaLA Humane Officers hold the same powers of Peace Officers in the state of California when investigating animal cruelty. spcaLA is a non-profit agency that relies on donations for its programs and services, including animal cruelty investigations. To donate, please visit <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2FspcaLA.com%2F&amp;h=ATM9EO0y6_2sIeXK8w_t1M7mb6kcptfQYCUojBHgahV-24aYXAZj2ko8avEybLg2tkLUEG1HlAKm62sf6SeVFxqu5v0-2Iu9hpv5-gyWl5NLOocXv20eOTotrWFd8xIREef50LobLrkz9nVFtKIc-SRFu7qFTGfSj-rOW04H&amp;enc=AZPDMxQagqYUoJKHemPBpv8zbY4bO-ztJMeNJMxZ5axlWa_t3JwWIASV8isN6YXBp81AhwgLpp6_Xq-2f2tVOvQ3_haVjc_FRcuad4ev3pd0pRcYBLct5jLdjqVdRho9X1rHOZiZUfC4y_JJbc7xUlJrGcpipsWmKPXsfWKALSvLlBAauWCuySqO-p8Yh223HyNc8uGfxbK5viiD_HhzYFUk&amp;s=1" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer">spcaLA.com</a> or call 323-730-5300 x233.</p>
  132. <p>For more information, please contact Miriam Davenport at 323-730-5300 x233, 323-353-4658 cell or [email protected]</p>
  133. <p>Since 1877, spcaLA has been the premiere independent, nonprofit animal welfare organization serving Southern California. There is no national SPCA, parent organization, or umbrella group that provides financial support to spcaLA. Donations run programs and services including Cruelty Investigation, Disaster Animal Response Team, Humane Education, and a variety of shelter services.</p>
  134. <p>Bonus video of King romping about: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2FYvHSQ6_qi4E&amp;h=ATP9LWkKsMEWje-yJyl4jqHNqtMfll6hfyvR-UdHxakDMAmczkp-ZIpC86qC2CkncwXeT7j6b4LIu9Gq5bB3Y91DeKb9s_nrUAwHxlDdH9TdNEjYiLy4tW9kz7Xk5hVb2E7VvEgbiq6GekIysdmynlg14F9tMKoRmAzO-w6m&amp;enc=AZN1BI-kPqrvkx4b-mMjs_j2sKTbiyIkOoLufE3HGyPGChIkbWQWNjpiKZajDs3_U7mfHA9j3V8QxnAMRHkFgdMLndyMp1o9Q5sYevPlU5noshmiHvePDbOHo6tLWrLqdumA74FycOk7P9obC7Li6kKxQV7mcGji7UEl98Si7G5ktMDKDEoXcmsYv3xFS2tDNPruNN9-xHleGrJ82BgBZt7Y&amp;s=1" target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer">https://youtu.be/YvHSQ6_qi4E</a></p>
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  137. </entry>
  138. <entry>
  139. <author>
  140. <name>Will</name>
  141. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  142. </author>
  143. <title type="html"><![CDATA[April 29, 1992]]></title>
  144. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/04/29/april-29-1992/" />
  145. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11138</id>
  146. <updated>2017-04-30T01:20:26Z</updated>
  147. <published>2017-04-30T01:18:40Z</published>
  148. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="history" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="los angeles" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[As a San Fernando Valley resident at the time and far removed from the greater LA basin, it&#8217;s rather ironic how I came to experience what I did on April 29, 1992, and where; roughly a 4.5 mile straight line to the riot&#8217;s epicenter at Florence and Normandie. I was a student at Pierce College [&#8230;]]]></summary>
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  150. <p>As a San Fernando Valley resident at the time and far removed from the greater LA basin, it&#8217;s rather ironic how I came to experience what I did on April 29, 1992, and where; roughly a 4.5 mile straight line to the riot&#8217;s epicenter at Florence and Normandie. I was a student at Pierce College in Woodland Hills at the time and a photography class assignment to illustrate the theme of &#8220;Man&#8217;s Impact On His Environment&#8221; (speaking of ironic) was coming due. On the early afternoon of April 29 I got on my motorcycle from my home in Sherman Oaks and rode to Baldwin Hills with the idea of photographing the oil derricks pumping there along the hills and ridge lines. Dissatisfied with the compositions I found I ended up at serene oasis that is nearby Kenneth Hahn State Recreational Area at one of the horseshoe pits, taking set-up shots of my shoe print and a crushed flower in the dirt.</p>
  151. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt.jpg"><img class="alignnone wp-image-11139 size-large" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt-550x309.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="309" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt-550x309.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt-300x168.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt-768x431.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt-150x84.jpg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt.jpg 1131w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a></p>
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  155. <p>While I was doing this a woman came over, sat on the backstop of the pit and watched me for a few moments until she finally asked me if I&#8217;d &#8220;heard the news?&#8221; I stopped and shook my head. &#8220;They were found not guilty,&#8221; she said and I knew instantly she was referring to the officers on trial for the beating of Rodney King. I expressed my incredulity and then promptly went back to taking pictures of my shoe print. She waited a few more moments before standing up. &#8220;I don&#8217;t think you understand,&#8221; she said, and I looked back up at her. &#8220;I&#8217;m getting out of here.&#8221; I stared blankly. &#8220;And I&#8217;m black,&#8221; she finished, and started walking purposefully toward the parking lot.</p>
  156. <p><img class="alignnone wp-image-11140 size-large" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2-550x303.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="303" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2-550x303.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2-300x165.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2-768x423.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2-150x83.jpg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt2.jpg 884w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></p>
  157. <p>Finally and fully I comprehended what she was trying to get through my thick white head, and when I did I offered up an emphatic &#8220;Thank you!&#8221; wished her good luck and wasted not another second getting back to my motorcycle at which time a pick-up truck drove slowly past me, stopping a few spaces down. In the cab were two young black men with two more riding in the bed and all were staring at me with a fury the likes of which I will never forget. There was no mistaking their rage and that it was focused directly at me and the color of my skin. Fortunately &#8212; no: miraculously &#8212; parked farther down past them at the end of the lot was a black-and-white &#8212; not LAPD but rather a &#8220;Safety&#8221; police vehicle, whatever that meant. I couldn&#8217;t see if there was an officer inside, but its presence made the four men hesitate enough looking from it back to me and back to it to give me enough time to get my helmet on and my motorcycle started and like a bat outta hell I was northbound on La Cienega and gunning the throttle.</p>
  158. <p>By the time I got to the bottom of the hill, the Fedco at Rodeo and La Cienega (now it&#8217;s a Target) was already on fire and being looted, and I split the gridlocked lanes between cars many of whose drivers looked terrified stuck there in the gridlock as if a tsumani was bearing toward them from the rear and they had no escape.</p>
  159. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3.jpg"><img class="alignnone wp-image-11141 size-large" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3-550x730.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="730" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3-550x730.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3-226x300.jpg 226w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3-768x1020.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3-113x150.jpg 113w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/impactt3.jpg 925w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a></p>
  160. <p>When I got home to the relative calm of the valley I turned on the television and the Los Angeles I had earlier been in the middle of had turned into a living burning hell. I locked the doors, loaded the gun, and stayed glued to the newscasts broadcasting the horror and the heartbreak of a city seemingly hell bent on burning itself down.</p>
  161. <p>I watched the endless replays of the attack on Reginald Denny, and who&#8217;s to say what might have happened to me if that woman hadn&#8217;t warned me or that police vehicle hadn&#8217;t been there, but I&#8217;m thankful either way I didn&#8217;t have to find out.</p>
  162. <p>Days later after the chaos had been quelled and a certain order had been restored, I was in the dark room at Pierce College developing images from those few frames I snapped for the photo class assignment (I believe I got a C grade for the passable quality of the photos as shown with comments that I took the assignment too literally), and it dawned on me that the image&#8217;s subject matter was something I could have easily recreated in the comparative safety of my own backyard instead of in the midst of the waves of rioting that flooded the city.</p>
  163. </div>
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  165. </entry>
  166. <entry>
  167. <author>
  168. <name>Will</name>
  169. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  170. </author>
  171. <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Biggest Senses Of Accomplishment Can Derive From The Smallest Of Acts]]></title>
  172. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/04/18/the-biggest-senses-of-accomplishment-can-derive-from-the-smallest-of-acts/" />
  173. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11131</id>
  174. <updated>2017-04-18T14:34:43Z</updated>
  175. <published>2017-04-18T14:34:43Z</published>
  176. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="adventure" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="animals" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[Adding water to the birdbath, somehow I caught something reeeeally tiny on a rock just as it got washed off. It took some looking but I managed to rescue this littlest of mantises and brought him inside to get the following vid/pix and let it dry off before returning it outdoors. It&#8217;s odd how you [&#8230;]]]></summary>
  177. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/04/18/the-biggest-senses-of-accomplishment-can-derive-from-the-smallest-of-acts/"><![CDATA[<div id="js_12" class="_5pbx userContent" data-ft="{&quot;tn&quot;:&quot;K&quot;}">
  178. <p>Adding water to the birdbath, somehow I caught something reeeeally tiny on a rock just as it got washed off. It took some looking but I managed to rescue this littlest of mantises and brought him inside to get the following vid/pix and let it dry off before returning it outdoors.</p>
  179. <p>It&#8217;s odd how you can get the biggest sense of accomplishment from the smallest of acts.</p>
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  197. </div>
  198. <p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis.mov">mini mantis movie link<br />
  199. </a></p>
  200. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-large wp-image-11133" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis-550x303.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="303" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis-550x303.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis-300x165.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis-768x423.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis-150x83.jpg 150w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/mantis.jpg 1117w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a></p>
  201. ]]></content>
  202. <link href="https://video-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t43.1792-2/17908549_1675368556100023_1164818031440822272_n.mp4?efg=eyJybHIiOjE1MDAsInJsYSI6MTAyNCwidmVuY29kZV90YWciOiJzdmVfaGQifQ%3D%3D&amp;amp" rel="enclosure" length="0" type="video/mp4" />
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  204. </entry>
  205. <entry>
  206. <author>
  207. <name>Will</name>
  208. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  209. </author>
  210. <title type="html"><![CDATA[Daytrip To The Great Wide Open]]></title>
  211. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/04/02/daytrip-to-the-great-wide-open/" />
  212. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11127</id>
  213. <updated>2017-04-02T17:35:45Z</updated>
  214. <published>2017-04-02T17:35:45Z</published>
  215. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="adventure" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="animals" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="daytrip" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="hiking" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[No April Foolin&#8217;! Susan and I brought Ranger with us and drove all the way out to Wind Wolves Preserve near Bakersfield and enjoyed its magnificence via an eight-mile hike up a canyon and back along a plateau. Here&#8217;s a two-frame 360-degree panorama of Ranger and Susan with seemingly the entire park to themselves somewhere [&#8230;]]]></summary>
  216. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/04/02/daytrip-to-the-great-wide-open/"><![CDATA[<p>No April Foolin&#8217;! Susan and I brought Ranger with us and drove all the way out to <a href="http://www.wildlandsconservancy.org/preserve_windwolves.html" target="_blank"><strong>Wind Wolves Preserve</strong></a> near Bakersfield and enjoyed its magnificence via an eight-mile hike up a canyon and back along a plateau. Here&#8217;s a two-frame 360-degree panorama of Ranger and Susan with seemingly the entire park to themselves somewhere between the fourth and third mile markers of the Tule Elk Trail (I&#8217;d encourage clicking to embiggify the image):</p>
  217. <p><a href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-large wp-image-11128" src="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen-550x76.jpg" alt="" width="550" height="76" srcset="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen-550x76.jpg 550w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen-300x42.jpg 300w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen-768x107.jpg 768w, http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/greatwideopen-150x21.jpg 150w" sizes="(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px" /></a></p>
  218. ]]></content>
  219. </entry>
  220. <entry>
  221. <author>
  222. <name>Will</name>
  223. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  224. </author>
  225. <title type="html"><![CDATA[Slice O&#8217;Life: Bird In A Fountain]]></title>
  226. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/03/29/slice-olife-bird-in-a-fountain/" />
  227. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11125</id>
  228. <updated>2017-03-29T14:22:23Z</updated>
  229. <published>2017-03-29T14:22:23Z</published>
  230. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="animals" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="slice of life" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[From the kitchen window I spied this little red-headed bird sippin&#8217; and scratchin&#8217; and shakin&#8217; for a spell in the backyard fountain&#8230; Then here&#8217;s Patchy Cat entranced by the same birdy during a replay on my computer&#8230;]]></summary>
  231. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/03/29/slice-olife-bird-in-a-fountain/"><![CDATA[<p>From the kitchen window I spied this little red-headed bird sippin&#8217; and scratchin&#8217; and shakin&#8217; for a spell in the backyard fountain&#8230;</p>
  232. <p><iframe width="500" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/tNxXfWEp_-I?feature=oembed" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></p>
  233. <p>Then here&#8217;s Patchy Cat entranced by the same birdy during a replay on my computer&#8230;</p>
  234. <p><iframe width="500" height="281" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/rZ9fvID9rsU?feature=oembed" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></p>
  235. ]]></content>
  236. </entry>
  237. <entry>
  238. <author>
  239. <name>Will</name>
  240. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  241. </author>
  242. <title type="html"><![CDATA[Short Story Long: Frond Memories]]></title>
  243. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/02/25/short-story-long-frond-memories/" />
  244. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11118</id>
  245. <updated>2017-02-25T16:34:05Z</updated>
  246. <published>2017-02-25T16:13:41Z</published>
  247. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="adventure" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="Defining Moments" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="gardening" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="timelapse" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="too much information" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[For those of you who do not have palm trees on your property with which you have to deal, I am a bit jealous. We happen to have two. One is roughly a sixty footer that has been growing for perhaps near as long as our 1906 house is old. It stands majestically and relatively [&#8230;]]]></summary>
  248. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/02/25/short-story-long-frond-memories/"><![CDATA[<p>For those of you who do not have palm trees on your property with which you have to deal, I am a bit jealous. We happen to have two. One is roughly a sixty footer that has been growing for perhaps near as long as our 1906 house is old. It stands majestically and relatively out of the way in the northwest corner of the backyard. The other comes in somewhere upwards of forty feet and it is literally and maddeningly situated smack dab in the middle of the backyard, about ten feet back from the kitchen windows.</p>
  249. <p>I would estimate that in the course of the near thirteen years that tree and I have been acquainted, I have spent a cumulative total of two hours and thirty-six minutes just staring in WTF-style amazement at it wondering which one of the previous owners had the opportunity to uproot the palm tree in its infancy some half-century ago, but instead decided it would be a dang good idea to allow it to grow in pretty much the most obtrusive possible place that one could allow one to grow. Many&#8217;s the time I&#8217;ve looked out the kitchen windows and admired how much its trunk has all the view-blocking beauty of a utility pole or smokestack, and doubly so how its position subsequently limits any landscaping opportunities. Not coincidentally, many’s the time I’ve dreamed about going back in time and whacking that person in the shoulder with a frond for being such an idiot.</p>
  250. <p>Speaking of fronds, that’s why I’m over-telling this story today. With the winds this past week, comes the trees’ inevitable shedding of its dead. The sixty-footer did so last week, dropping twenty-nine fronds heavily but mostly harmlessly onto the north sideyard. I came home last night to find the forty-footer had shrugged off twenty-seven. Why is it I know the exact number? Because I chop up each and every one &#8212; the better to pack them into the green bin and get them the hell outta my sight.</p>
  251. <p>It wasn’t always like that. For our first few years together, the fronds would fall (I remember one bunch totaling 60 that practically scared the poop outta me when I was napping in the hammock and heard it break off in mass with a ridiculous shhhhnraaack! and then crash with a ground-shaking shhhhwhump to earth) and I would go about tying them up in bundles of 10 or so, lugging them all down to the curb and then praying and hoping that my bulky item pickup request with the sanitation department would get fulfilled &#8212; which it sometimes wouldn’t, forcing me to make another request, and the fronds would then sit there at the curb for another week. Maybe two.</p>
  252. <p>I’d guess it was finally around 2008 or so that I decided to cut out the middleman, and instead purchased a pair of heavy duty shears, wherein after each frond fall I would cut up each one of the sometimes seven- to eight-foot tall beasts into three parts (as you can see in the accompanying timelapse of me attacking the forty-footers twenty-seven this morning): first separating the fan from the shaft, then the shaft from the tail. The process makes for a pretty good workout, especially considering that until chopping up the sixty-footer’s offering last Sunday, I was being a dumbhead in making the process aaaaaaall the more laborious by using the shears to forcefully make a full cut between the shaft and the tail.</p>
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  256. <p>Here’s the thing, decapitating the fan is a piece o’ cake. The shaft is very thin at the base of the fan and all it takes is a literal snip to make that separation. Down at the other end is a different matter. The shaft has not only widened out but it’s way thicker and denser too, thus making a full cut through that section took a lot of effort and time. It takes force, it takes position, it takes leverage, and then some more force, responsitioning and leverage. Factor in the inevitable dulling of the shears&#8217; blades and it&#8217;s not a party. Not only that, but as a bonus on occasion, in the course of attempting that arduous cut&#8211; many of the fronds are lined with sharp little thorny spikes &#8211;the shaft would snap against my neck or head, cutting me. I sooooo rejoiced at the glory of life whenever that magic would happen. Hallelujah.</p>
  257. <p>Apologies to Steinbeck for the “Of Mice and Men” reference, but for as much as I like to think I’m George, I can be such a total Lennie.” For whatever reason last Sunday, after cutting off the first fan I went to work at the other end, and it was only after roughly ten years of doing it the hard way of huffing and puffing and groaning trying to cut aaaaaall the way through that a light bulb went off and a voice said “Relaaaaax you numbskull. Don’t force it. Instead just cut into one side enough to score the surface and then bend it away from you!” And I was all, “Wha&#8230;?” And the voice was all “Just trust me. Truuuuuuust me.” So I said “OK,” and I scored the surface and then bent the shaft down and away and dang if the frond didn’t let out a satisfying kraaack! and part from the tail. Not fully, but after that making the remaining separation was an effortless snip with the shears on par with that involved at the other end.</p>
  258. <p>I rejoiced in my ten-year-late discovery and upon finishing the job in record time came running in to share the news of my exciting discovery with my beloved Susan. In the end, let’s just say she looked at me very much the way a parent might look troubled upon a child who might be showing themselves for the first time (or fiftieth) to be perhaps a peck short of a bushel. In fact, I’ll it&#8217;d be a safe bet you’re looking at your screen in much the same way. I understand. Go ahead and tell me about the rabbits then, huh? Can ya? Tell me all about the rabbits!</p>
  259. <p>Anyway. There is much joy here in Frondville on this day. Next year when the palms drop their next batches upon the ground I won’t be jumping with joy at the task at hand, but at least I’ll be accomplishing it more efficiently. Hallelujah!</p>
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  262. <link href="http://www.wildbell.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/16784527_745493988938726_8555818094809841664_n.mp4" rel="enclosure" length="9336484" type="video/mp4" />
  263. </entry>
  264. <entry>
  265. <author>
  266. <name>Will</name>
  267. <uri>http://www.wildbell.com</uri>
  268. </author>
  269. <title type="html"><![CDATA[The Voices Inside My Computer Speakers Have Ceased!]]></title>
  270. <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/01/08/the-voices-inside-my-computer-speakers-have-ceased/" />
  271. <id>http://www.wildbell.com/?p=11111</id>
  272. <updated>2017-01-08T17:40:20Z</updated>
  273. <published>2017-01-08T17:36:32Z</published>
  274. <category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="computers" /><category scheme="http://www.wildbell.com" term="tinkering" /> <summary type="html"><![CDATA[Yesterday, I finally retired the pair of Jensen desktop speakers that have been dutifully audibilizing my home computers for the past 22-plus years. It&#8217;s not that they failed. They worked fine. It&#8217;s that for the past five or so years they&#8217;ve been intermittently connected to another dimension. Specifically they&#8217;ve been broadcasting at veeeery low volumes [&#8230;]]]></summary>
  275. <content type="html" xml:base="http://www.wildbell.com/2017/01/08/the-voices-inside-my-computer-speakers-have-ceased/"><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, I finally retired the pair of Jensen desktop speakers that have been dutifully audibilizing my home computers for the past 22-plus years. It&#8217;s not that they failed. They worked fine. It&#8217;s that for the past five or so years they&#8217;ve been intermittently connected to another dimension. Specifically they&#8217;ve been broadcasting at veeeery low volumes and typically only early in the mornings, some Spanish-language talkradio station &#8212; unknown whether it was a licensed one on the AM or FM bands, or some pirate shortwaver.</p>
  276. <p>All I know is that typically in the still of the early mornings, I could come down and if I listened carefully I could hear it, and upon doing so I then couldn&#8217;t get it out of my ears. And no, I&#8217;m not crazy. Click the following link for my search of r<a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=radio+broadcasts+through+my+computer+speakers&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8" target="_blank">adio broadcasts through my damn computer speakers </a>and you&#8217;ll see I&#8217;m neither nutz nor alone. The problem is ascribed to Radio Frequency Interference (RFI), with the most likely cause being my proximity to such broadcast origins combined with any unshielded speaker wiring connected to my computer, that thus acts as an antenna.</p>
  277. <p>The solutions are generally as follows: 1) Move the speakers to another location. 2) Shorten up the wires. 3) Purchase and attach filtering Ferrite clamps or rings to the wiring . I tried the first two, to no avail. I even swapped out the connector wire with others I happened to have. No go. So I was just about to purchase the last suggested option, when I decided to hell with ferrite doohickies, and instead just buy a new pair that were properly shielded. It didn&#8217;t take long and later that day I unceremoniously removed the Jensens and plugged in a properly protected $22 set of Logitechs.</p>
  278. <p>In the predawn this morning? When I sat down at my computer with fingers crossed to the point of being painful and brought her out of sleep mode? I listened. I listened caaaaaarefully. <span lang="es">¿El silencio? ¡Era de oro!</span></p>
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