I am in here.
Nobody told me Art was dead! And don’t go asking me, “Art who?” This is a site I like to watch, not because I have any design talent, but because the people who run it do. It’s not only pretty, but it has lots of information and links and stuff. Lovely layout. Kaliber10000 { The … Continue reading Kaliber10000 { The Designers' Lunchbox ™ }
I idly pay a small fraction of my attention to tonight’s “Angel” episode – something about a Nazi sub during WWII (how early did that term originate: “WWII”? before the end of the war, even?). And I think, these are the descendands of Homer and the Odyssey. “Eeeeeeek!” you say. Or something more forceful yet … Continue reading Angel and stories
Have you ever wanted to write, just for the sake of feeling the words come out of your hands and onto the paper or the screen? That’s how I feel now. My foot (in its plastic and Velcro enclosure, I think of it as a separate entity) and I have not ventured out yet today. … Continue reading words words words
In reading The Golden Compass, I’m remembering why so many so-called “adult” books bore me: very little happens in them, and even when it does, it’s hard to care about the characters it happens to. In this book, much happens, and I care about all the people, some of whom I don’t even like. I … Continue reading Newtonian physics in real life, good books, and a cat.
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