Looks Like All Hell’s About to Break Loose!

Radar Image, Central Florida, 21 August 2012, 3:32 PM.

Actually it already has.  One of my clients in Orlando is without power and has a failed UPS battery in the server room — a UPS that provides power to all of the network and VoIP equipment!  When the power’s back up, things will work, but they will have to listen to the incessant beeping of the failed battery backup until I can get a replacement installed.

Puff the Magic Dragon

Ever since I was very young, I have wept at the sound of the Peter, Paul, and Mary classic Puff the Magic Dragon.  Now that I am on meds for bi-polar disorder, obsessive compulsive disorder, &c., I no longer do.  I sort of wish I still did.  Is the present me me, or has me changed?  I’m told that I likely will have to remain on these or similar medications for the rest of my life.  What have I lost?  What have I gained?

A Kenotic, Self-Emptying Way

“We are Western Christians, Catholics of the Latin Rite separated from the Holy See. We are invited together in a kenotic, self-emptying way, without denying who we are, and what we have been, to re-enter the fullness of unity severed by act of state five hundred years ago.”

— The Erstwhile Bishop of Ebbsfleet, Msgr. Andrew Burnham.

Fellow Clansmen

Colin Campbell & John Campbell.

Colin Campbell is wearing what is termed by the modern weaving mills as the Ancient Campbell tartan; John Campbell dons the so-called Campbell of Breadalbane woollen cloth.

The Campbell tartan in darker shades, but the identical sett (which is what determines the distinctiveness of a tartan), is termed “Black Watch.”  Either many Campbells who served in the Highland Regiments later adopted this pattern for their own civilian use, or the many Campbells who joined-up were already wearing this tartan which was subsequently standardised by the Government.

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In 1870, a certain “Mr Mitchell, Publisher to the Queen” produced two large leatherbound volumes of magnificent watercolour portraits by Kenneth Macleay RSA.  Measuring a massive 22 x 18 inches, they contain 31 portraits of 57 individuals described as below.

Title Page.

They are without doubt the most detailed portraits of Highland dress and tartans from that era and are highly prized as research tools and, of course, as portraits for today’s homes. The original water colours are owned by Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II and are held in Windsor Castle.

Front Cover.

Red Harlaw

An siccan a lierachie
I’m sure ye never saw
As wis amo the Hielanmen,
When they saw Macdonnel fa.

Seersucker Swooning

Seersucker Suit.

The UPS man just delivered one of two seersucker suits I had recently ordered from Jos. A. Bank.  Incidentally, the word seersucker appears to come from two Persian words meaning “milk and sugar.”  The two-button jacket is 38 Regular; the sleeves are the perfect length.  The pleated trousers seem to be 32″ around the waist (which is dead-on) and were finished with cuffs using my outer seam measurement of 39 1/2″.  I am already matching bow-ties!

Jacket Close-up.

In other sartorial news, Alexis Malcolm emailed today to let me know that she had received eight yards of Black Watch tartan cloth from the mill in Scotland and that she will be constructing my next kilt this week.  I can hardly wait!

Hurricane Party?

Tropical Depression Nine.

I love hurricanes (incidentally, the word is correctly pronounced “hur’-ǝ-kin”).  The last few years, despite official predictions of many storms making landfall, there have been very few interesting (i.e. impactful in my environs) storms, and none so far this year.

But Tropical Depression Nine is looking good.  The computer models have it coming over the Florida peninsula pretty much from south to north.

Computer Model Ensemble.

Interestingly enough, if things stay on track, the storm could wreak havoc with the Republican National Convention to be held in Tampa next week.  What was that thing that Pat Robertson said about God visiting natural disasters on impenitent sinners?  Perhaps the GOP has something — or Some One — else about which to worry than the Presidential campaign?  If the storm does become a hurricane, it’s name will be Isaac.  How biblical!