Here’s a couple movies worth watching, filched off other weblogs: Gollum “accepts” an MTV Movie Award The ending of pretty much every movie made in the 80’s And some music: I don’t know much about rap, but I know I like this

I had my long-anticipated visit with the dentist on Monday. It didn’t take him long to determine that my broken tooth was my upper right wisdom tooth (my tongue swore it was the tooth next to it), and since I’m a Man of Very Little Jaw, it was best to take the tooth out rather than repair it. He also determined that my filling in a lower tooth had come loose (or something to that effect), compounding my pain. He referred me to an oral surgeon for the pulling and asked me to come back to get the lower tooth capped. I asked if they could do it right then, and after consulting the schedule they penciled me in for 45 minutes later. I’d never gotten a cap before, so I didn’t know what to expect. Basically, they saw off the top half of the tooth and glue on an artificial one. Since it was really mostly filling material they were carving off, it wasn’t that big of a deal. I’ve got a temporary one now and will return in a few weeks to get the permanent one attached. They say it’s being made in a laboratory somewhere to exactly match the part they cut away – I imagine by an under-employed sculptor. When that was over, I called the surgeon and asked to get scheduled as soon as possible. An hour and a half later, I was in his chair, and half an hour later, I was short one tooth. It turns out that that particular tooth (Tooth One in dentist nomenclature) is by far the easiest to pull. I hardly felt a thing as he reached in there with what I assume was a pair of needle-nose pliers. There’s some discomfort as the tooth and gums get over the shock of being manhandled, but it’s nothing compared to the keep-me-awake-at-night sensations I experienced prior. Now I only need to figure out where the $800 I had to pay will come from.

I’ve not finished with my “bee documentary”, but you can watch a 14MB unedited quicktime movie by clicking here.

The bees came today, via the US Mail. We’ll hive them this evening, and there will be plenty more pictures.

Just what do you suppose this mystery object is I collected on the farm yesterday?

“A Week’s Worth” This week’s Photo Friday topic is overlooked.

Matthew over at defective yeti hosted a fabulous scavenger hunt for his birthday last month across the University of Washington campus. Like his weblog, the clues, all with a “Wizard of Oz” theme, were top-notch. I’ve always wanted to host something like this… I’ll have to work on that.

	Here’s what the river brought us this week.

Three years ago, I bragged about having 24 tomato plants. What a difference three years makes. Watering in the greenhouse last night, I realized I’ve got 1000 tomato plants growing.

Yes, I’ve been away a while. Off on a business trip driving around deep south Georgia, among other things. But perhaps this exhibit will help ease the separation anxiety:

“Revolutionary War Cemetery” – Louisville, Georgia

Over the last five years, I’m been to Louisville quite a few times on business and never got a chance to pull into the shady road outside of town with the sign reading “Revolutionary War Cemetery”. On May 8, 2003, I finally had the time.

The cemetery itself is a small, quiet place, just off the highway into town. It’s nestled under several large trees draped in Spanish moss. I didn’t know what to expect – was there a battle here? It turns out to have the graves of a few men who fought in the war but died much later, as well as a couple families of early area settlers.

The Veterans

Meet Brigadier General James Gunn. He was in his mid-twenties during the war, but his stone doesn’t give details of his commission.

Aaron Tomlinson and the Thomsons (brothers? twins?) were also in their mid-twenties. Aaron was in the Georgia Troops and the Thompsons were both privates in the Continental Line. Those Thompsons: both born in 1750, both died in 1826. There ought to be an interesting story in there somewhere.

Joseph Jones

Joseph Jones missed the war altogether, being born in 1804 or so. But his tombstone is an original, and tells some of his life:

“SACRED to the memory of Joseph Jones of Liberty county Georgia who died on the 5th January 1831, near Louisville, on his way home from the Legislature; in which body he represented his native county three years; aged 26 years & 8 months. This tribute to departed worth is dedicated by paternal affection to one who by his amicable deportment and many virtues justly merited the warm affection of his numerous relations and friends. Farewell dear youth, a long & fond adieu.”

Mary H. Wright

Mary H. Wright had the most interesting tombstone of all. It was also original, dating back to 1854, and had many things carved into it.

Beneath this stone reposes all that was mortal of MARY H. Daughter of Mary & Dr. Wm. Savage And wife of COL. A.R. WRIGHT. Born Decr. 28th. 1825, Married April 26th. 1843. Died June 23rd. 1854.

If all the charities which life endear, May claim affection or demand a tear; Then o’er Mary’s untimely urn, Domestic love may weep, and friendship mourn.

A CHRISTIAN WOMAN is the highest gift of God to earth and here lies one of its brightest exemplifications. Christianity was with her a sentiment deeply inwoven in all her thoughts, feelings, and affections. Kind and benevolent, unexacting and charitable, brilliant but humble. Vigorous in intellect, sweet and lovely in person, meek and gentle in disposition – her life and character have left their impress indelibly fired in the hearts of those whose wise councellor and devoted partner she was through all the vicissitudes of an eventful though brief career.

Mary’s three children are with her. Despite all the lavishness of Mary’s tomb, her husband’s next to her is a state issue stone. Perhaps his was looted when Sherman’s army came through. He was a Revolutionary war veteran, which would have made him quite old, in his eighties, perhaps, when he married Mary. His stone give him a rank of Captain, whereas Mary’s calls him Colonel, so maybe this is really Mary’s father-in-law.

The Pierce Family

The Pierce family had a monument. Three generations: Seth (Revolutionary War), Obediah (“pioneer citizen”), Obediah, Jr. (Civil War casualty), and John (also a Civil War casualty).

The McDermott Family

The McDermott family was all there. Father Owen came across from Ireland in the early 1800’s and married Bdelia. According to the column, they had 13 children, though there are fourteen stones out in a row.

Visit the photo gallery to see all the tombstone images from this historic cemetery.