“An invisible, ancient source of energy surrounds us—energy that powered the first explorations of the world, and that may be a key to the future.”
Talk about information mapping! http://hint.fm/wind/
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Foxes and camels
A colleague recounted a time when he and his brothers were kids, and his brother ordered a baby fox from an ad in a magazine. Mom didn’t know anything about it until the call to pick up a small box, with an air tube sticking out, from the airport. They had it for years and years, and that fox was part of the family. Could run like nobody’s business. Chase those boys. I sniffed around and found an ad from Billboard magazine, April 29, 1944, wherein one could indeed get a pair of fox kits for $10. The next ad was for a 2-year-old dromedary camel…
Saturday, March 03, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Sewing
Back in the day I would sew a lot. Dresses, cowboy shirts for my boyfriends. My father would shriek when he found one of my pins in the carpet with his feet. (Our house was pretty tiny and still is, as it hasn't changed much from 30 years ago). Sorry. Today I resumed a sewing project, the first in oh, about 30 years. Wait, 40. The needle hurts my finger because I was trying to make French seams and I can't quite remember how to and need to roll those over and hem by hand. And oh, the puckers. I was reminded of my Aunt Nancy who would hand-sew pajamas while she watched the OJ trial, ensconced in her North Hollywood apartment. I'll tell you what: I shall never be on Project Runway and I fear my days of Vogue tailoring (actually, a level I never quite reached) are but a dream. Making a few pillows here and there, placemats, and the like, maybe (being incredibly myopic makes it a little easier to thread the needle). I inherited from Louise Johnson about 10 cigar boxes of antique threads and odd buttons. If you can give me any suggestions for them, please advise.
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Super bowl commercials
Personally, come game day (what game day, even tho’ it’s in my hometown and aren’t they excited), I’ll be taking a walk or fast-forwarding through the puppy bowl. Still, if I DO turn on the tube, I’ll be fast-forwarding to these….
Third post for Don
After work, I think I shall dig out all my old Funkadelic records, unless they have melted: http://youtu.be/4supWXaFgbc.
RIP Don Cornelius
RIP, Don.
He certainly enlivened many of my Saturday mornings over the years. Let’s all form a dance line this very second.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
What's on your mind in a 3 am wake-up?
For me, last night: 1) coughing; 2) thinking left-field thoughts: of our Chemex from the 70s and the light reflecting in its curves, of my grandmother's soft inner upper arm (she must have been about my age now), of the flat fields of the farm; 3) then hearing the broken ice maker dumping its 12th daily load of filtered cubes—it won't turn off and seems too expensive to fix. So we have bowls and bowls of ice everywhere.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
More photoshop, less plastic surgery.
Even though we had to work hard to get those wrinkles, right? Memento mori: Kodak at less than $1 share.
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