From my bedroom window, the south face of the building opposite makes lovely abstract expressionist patterns against the pop-art blue-and-clouded sky. The big orange dog on one of the porches adds a touch of realism, and brings me back to the real world of ours. The fact remains that the morning is still quiet, and my son is still asleep, and I can head out and do anything that I want to do. I have […]
I knew this was going to happen. You did too, I bet. Bittersweet » Speaking of Iran: The IAEA has issued a report finding Iran in defiance of the UN Security Council regarding their nuclear program. Now we have to wait and see where they go from here and if anything will truly be done.
Only in Boulder can you come across a panhandler with a sign saying, “Let’s face it, it’s for the beer!”
I’m none too sure how a brand-new tube of toothpaste ended up entangled in our bedclothes, and frankly am none too eager to find out. Though I think it has something to do with my visit to the dentist yesterday, along with the dawning realization that I shall need at least 2 new crowns, and possibly a cavity or two filled. Unless that cavity stuff is something I misheard, and is folded into the business […]
It’s the oak pollen. I swear it is. Breathing it all day has sapped my energy, and Buck’s. All we do is sleep. Or sit here wondering when we can take our next nap. I can’t think of anything to write, but my mind says write about not writing, about the nothingness. Which is good by me. Nice and sleepy and zen-like.
Why does HAL sing “Daisy, Daisy” in 2001: A Space Odyssey? (kottke.org) Why does HAL sing “Daisy, Daisy” in 2001: A Space Odyssey? In 1962, Arthur C. Clarke was touring Bell Labs when he heard a demonstration of a song sung by an IBM 704 computer programmed by physicist John L. Kelly. The song, the first ever performed by a computer, was called “Daisy Bell”, more commonly known as “Bicycle Built for Two” or “Daisy, […]
With the blue of the sky today, you’d think there had never been anything else but spring here, though I still have residual shivers. Getting out of the car at home today: suspended over the driveway, a single tent worm, dangling on 15-20′ of web-strand, from the oak by the driveway. No other signs of the beasts. Though if there were, I’d probably not go after them with homemade torches like my father did, to […]