In a puckish piece of provocative titling, Dorothea boldly flings Why Software doesn’t Work out into the midst of a group of bloggers who are guaranteed to fall upon it, like ravenous dogs on a poor, defenseless baby bunny. If she continues this type of writing, I’m going to have to consider passing the Burning Baton […]
Category: Just Shelley
Forests I have Loved (original)
As beautiful as Austerlitz is, it is a difficult tale based on the holocaust and leaves one filled with a sense of sad melancholy. This mood has only been enhanced by the essays of Woolf and Dillard, though, again, beautiful in their own right; and one doesn’t have to mention the news of the day, which is […]
Clashing Colors
update I’ve pulled the link to Paths at this time, though the files are still on the server (for the moment, I’ll pull by end of April). I’m not happy with it, with the writing or the organization. The whole thing rather reminds me of a lemonade stand I tried once when I was a […]
Powers clan
I’ve been asked if Chastity Powers at Wealth Bondage is one of the numerous Powers clan relations. I checked the genealogy and I believe that she could be my Great-Grandfather’s brother’s wife’s cousin’s niece’s great-great grandaughter, making her my cousin, 7 times removed. This would put her on the Boston-Catholic Powers side, rather than among us Heathen West […]
Death of a Moth
Years ago I worked in a large modern building with dark grey glass doors and windows. One morning when I was out smoking, I noticed a bright spot on the wall next to the door: a white moth, with soft, furry body and silvery antennae. It was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen—delicate […]
