PEACHFRONT SPEAKS

THE PEACHFRONT CONURE FILES
MY KENYA DIARY: IN QUEST OF EAGLES
MADAGASCAR DIARY: SERPENT-EAGLES, GOSHAWKS, AND MORE
TROPICAL STORM BILL CRUSHES OUR HOUSE LIKE A BUG PHOTOS
Hurricane Katrina Disaster Recovery and Photos
A Very Partial Index to the Entries
BIRDS***BIRDING***WILDLIFE GARDENING
SF/BOOKWORM***NUCLEAR/SPACE
POKER *** BLACKJACK*** TRAVEL

a donation is never required to read my site, but any you care to give will go to the bird food fund


photo copyright © 1987 by Elaine Radford, all rights reserved

100 things about me

Get your own
 diary at DiaryLand.com! contact me older entries newest entry
Read this before you email me for the first time. Personal mail only. No spam. No mean people. If you can't say something nice, I'm not interested.


Recent entries

some death-defying species from madagascar, my death defied and her extinction defied, yeah both in one trip - 2009-08-11
the borg - 2009-08-10
appearing soon in your hometown - 2009-08-10
tweet - 2009-08-09
don't be talking about me in front of my face, yall - 2009-08-06


By public demand, and after a delay of an embarrassing number of years, I've finally put my notorious essay, Ender and Hitler: Sympathy for the Superman, free on the fabulous internets.

A bibliography of my published books and stories.

Here's my card-counting FAQ.

Visit my original website but I recommend putting pop-up/banner blockers on first.

A Sadean take on Asimov's classic Three Laws of Robotics can be found in Roger Williams' NOW REVIEWED ON SLASHDOT!!! The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect. Adult readers only please -- explicit sex and violence. For updates on the "Dead Tree Project" and other topics, you may visit the localroger diary.


Visit Peachfront's Cookbook, for recipes that are fast, cheap, and good. A work in progress.

The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill blog by Mark Bittner about feral Cherry-Headed Conures in San Francisco.






the first copperhead of spring

2003-03-15 - 10:02 a.m.

Yesterday I went to the ribbon-cutting for the new visitor's center for the Big Branch National Wildlife Refuge. I should have brought my camera. They had a Mississippi Sandhill Crane who was there as a public relations bird, and she was a kick, rapping boldly on a camera lens when a photographer got too close. The grounds used to be a seminary, and the brothers must have had a beautiful garden, because we had the last of the winter camellias in full bloom, along with a beautiful display of azaleas. The only dark spot was a guy who kept hitting on me.

They had Krispy Kreme doughnuts, so I gave them a try to see what the fuss was all about. Sorry, folks. They're just doughnuts. I even ate a second one to be sure.

Here is my bird list for the day, which includes the circuit from my house to the refuge back to Fontainebleau State Park, where spring was in the air and I spotted a Common Moorhen carrying nesting material. Italicized species were seen only outside Fontainebleau.

Notable: Two sora (two soras?) went right under the boardwalk where I could see them close but briefly. When I spotted the first one, I thought, Hey, a rail! Just about the time I had decided that I was imagining things, I saw the second bird well enough to see that it was a small rail with a light bill.

Paranoia-inducing Notable: A small (less than twelve inches long) but beautifully marked Copperhead relaxing in one of the many puddles along the trail.

  1. Pied-Bill Grebe
  2. Brown Pelican
  3. Great Egret
  4. Blue-Winged Teal
  5. Turkey Vulture
  6. Sora
  7. Common Moorhen
  8. Rock Dove
  9. Mourning Dove
  10. Belted Kingfister
  11. Red-Bellied Woodpecker
  12. American Crow
  13. Fish Crow
  14. Blue Jay
  15. Carolina Chickadee
  16. Carolina Wren
  17. Ruby-Crowned Kinglet
  18. American Robin
  19. Northern Mockingbird
  20. Northern Cardinal
  21. Swamp Sparrow
  22. Red-Winged Blackbird
  23. Boat-Tailed Grackle, male
Those damned doughnuts do not make for a very sustaining free lunch. I was ready to collapse with exhaustion by the middle of the afternoon. I stumbled home, took a shower, somehow got inveigled into expressing my honest opinion of Elizabeth Smart on an internet forum -- which boils down to, she has got to be the biggest ninny who ever lived to repeatedly lie to cops about her frickin' name to protect these people. Either that, or she wasn't kidnapped at all. Some "recovered" Mormons on another board said that it was not unknown for extremist Mormons, who still believe in polygamy, to marry young girls in their early teens. I am not qualified to comment on Elizabeth's religious beliefs, but I am qualified to comment that my personal beliefs would not have allowed to me to continue playing house with these people, all the while knowing that an innocent man was first arrested and then died in jail as a result of my actions.

Meanwhile, her dad is trying to make it about the Amber Alert, ignoring the fact that cops did talk to his daughter, on multiple occasions, and that she flat-out lied about who she was. I don't have a problem with the Amber Alert, but let's get real. It will help girls who want to be found. It will probably also lead to innocent people getting stopped because someone doesn't like their looks. But it won't help girls like Elizabeth who put on wigs, costumes, even veils according to one report, and then claim to be somebody they're not when questioned by the police.

And the press is making it about the police chief who didn't release Mitchell's picture in a timely fashion. Well, we all know what that's about. They thought they already had the guy, who then died in suspicious circumstances while in custody. They're sure not going to be crawling under too many rocks looking for the full truth about this story.

People seem to forget that this "miracle" from God involved an innocent man dying in a prison hospital bed. That bothers me. A lot.

Well, enough on that subject...

Exhausted and cynical as I may have been, I managed to get freshened up and put on the "Op Art" dress and "like crockwork" boots with fishnet stockings for dinner with the BF at the new Italian restaurant in town, called Vincent's. We tried the Ferraro-Carano Fume Blanc, which wasn't half bad. It was an old-fashioned Italian place, with classic recipes like Fettucine Alfredo and Veal Parmesan. I had a Stuffed Shrimp to die for.

On the publishing news front, the literary house voted against adding his book to the catalog, but the editor who championed him is going to try to find him an agent and/or an in with a more SF-y house. We shall see what we shall see. I don't really see how he can lose at this point. If he can get a conventional publisher, it will save trouble and might make individual copies cheaper for his readers. If not, his readers have already raised enough money to go the Print on Demand route.

back - next

about me - read my profile! read other Diar
yLand diaries! recommend my diary to a friend! Get
 your own fun + free diary at DiaryLand.com!

All Rights Reserved, Copyright © 2002-200- by Elaine Radford