I don’t follow too many traditions when it comes to holidays. Without strong family ties or kids, I don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving; and since I lack a religious foundation, I don’t celebrate Easter or Christmas. However, I still make fried chicken and my three favorite cold salads on the Friday before Memorial weekend, ready […]
Category: Just Shelley
What made my day today
Gord, at poeticgeek.net. All this writing makes me questions Shelley’s humanity. I have come to the conclusion that she is actually a sophisticated robot using a markov generator to make compelling entries. There is no way a human being can consistently produce witty, helpful, and well-written articles. I swear that women like Shelley make me question […]
Rose garden
I can’t just ‘do’ technology. The longer I don’t feed that other half of me, the more somber I become. The weather was too nice to stay inside pasting, cutting, and folding for my Art of Book projects, so it was a good time to visit the rose gardens; take some pictures, though I know […]
It’s not all dark matter
I usually agree with Mark Morford but rarely have I found myself in such strong agreement with him, as I did with his column today. He writes in response to the question: how can he write about dogs or yoga or sex in cars when there is so much evil in the world. He responds with: […]
The Art of Books: perfect folds
The work on the star tunnel books goes slowly as I gather the material to make the volumes. Before I can even consider starting them, though, I have to master the fold. If I can’t master the fold, I won’t be able to master the concertina fold, which is nothing more than long strips of stiffer […]
