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I Saw Religulous the Other Day.

In Aldous, Foolishness, Threnody on 3 March 2009 with 3 comments

So the Hell What.
I should’ve seen it coming, but I didn’t. Bill Mahr is a stand-up comic. I’m not one to buy wholesale into categorization as a reflection of essence, so I don’t think that means much. I gather, though, it does to Bill Mahr. It’s the likeliest explanation for 101 [...]

Seriously

In Muse, Technology, Threnody on 8 July 2008 with no comments

This is why designers are craftspeople, are artisans, are necessary (despite this being weak evidence).
I have been sitting at my computer for roughly six hours trying to work through, in parallel:

an Inkscape comp of a site design, including creating a vaguely floral centerpiece;
looking for this one particular vector file from iStockphoto that I bought, but [...]

Threnody

In Aldous, Threnody on 3 May 2008 with no comments

The other day the family went to a charity walk. We braved largely indifferent, slightly cool weather to enter an event purporting to help sick children. Like many other charity events, the event itself is a honeypot for altruistic leanings, and is not itself endemic to the aid effort. That is, we [...]

How to Build an Origin

In Aether, Aldous, Muse, Threnody on 6 April 2007 with no comments

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Lao-tzu

The First Step
I’ve developed a crude toolbox of gimmicks and half-formed heuristics for my interaction with the world. I’ve raised my hands at some firmamental ghost(s); I’ve wondered if the trees weren’t telling me secrets they’ve kept in the deepest of their sweaty roots; [...]

The Hopeful Shroud

In Aether, Family, Muse, Threnody on 16 March 2007 with 1 comment

Would that there were a curious boogie man of convenient construction, vile enough to be a lightning rod of our fears and angry rebukes, sweet enough to offer safe haven for the friends we won’t see anymore. A creature, in short, onto whose shoulders we can heap the vast coldness of reality in whatever [...]

Boring Machines Disturbs Sleep

In Family, Threnody on 5 July 2006 with no comments

Happy birthday, Ella.
A year ago today, my youngest arrived from the womb screaming like something from a Clive Barker novel. It’s among the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard. I cried. That scream told me that Ella was strong, resilient, and I knew she’d need to be. Ella’s heart wasn’t healthy, [...]

Nought But the Day and Time Since

In Aldous, Muse, Threnody on 5 May 2006 with 2 comments

I probably won’t be going to see United 93 at the theaters. I’m not sure with how many folks who’ve made a similar decision I share my reasons, though. One of the blogs I read irregularly (given that I irregularly interact with the blogosphere in general anymore) included a post discussing how inappropriately [...]