this morning, i think i’ve heard more sacred hymns on npr’s giving thanks program than i’ve heard in the church i’ve attended for eight years… weird… um, so, happy thanksgiving day & imma eat some bbq now…
Category: general
crookedtooth: Why is it that all of my favourite people live so far away?
yes, it’s almost 11p.m. & i just returned from the grocery store with the essentials… so i’m thinking bbq is probably the most nontraditional thanksgiving day meal ever… right?
searching for a new chess set and board for a young apprentice… can’t decide between an isle of lewis chess set or celtic chess set…
Facebook will replace email for a new generation. The chat is moving to a multimedia format. Gaming will move from devices directly to the internet. And Apple has a big future because of its strong mobile focus.
Ram Shriram (via the guardian)
I think sometimes that being overly type-sensitive is like an allergy, my font nerdiness makes me have bad reactions to things that spoil otherwise pleasant moments.
Michael Bierut, partner in Pentagram design group, NYC (via Mistakes in Typography Grate the Purists by Alice Rawsthorn)
Read full article from the New York Times HERE.
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I do not at all understand the mystery of grace – only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.
Anne Lamott (via crookedtooth)
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
Robert Frost (via sonhosincolor)
A designer is an emerging synthesis of artist, inventor, mechanic, objective economist and evolutionary strategist.
Buckminster Fuller (via 7knotwind)
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Creative-writing programs are designed on the theory that students who have never published a poem can teach other students who have never published a poem how to write a publishable poem.
“Show or Tell: Should creative writing be taught?” by Louis Menand in The New Yorker (via somethingchanged)
the definition of haiku is more than 3-line poems with no more than 17 syllables… the key is the revelatory moment…
Haiku… are short, unrhymed, poems… that juxtapose two images to capture a moment of insight about the world or about oneself. (via poetry foundation)
i wasn’t kidding when i said i have a 1000-page manuscript. here’s a photo of it on my drawing table. now if i can only find where i put my lighter…
speaking of ‘inadvertently burnt’ manuscripts… i came across this interesting piece about about William Carlos Williams’ first volume of poetry…
Of William Carlos Williams’ debut slim volume, Poems, which the young and popular physician of Paterson, NJ published privately in 1909 only two copies are known to exist. Of the second state, which differs from the first in only a few respects, a hundred copies were published in 1910 by a local printer Howell at 25 cents a copy. Dr Williams took a dozen of these to the local stationery store and after a month four had been sold, so he brought home the remainder and after distributing a few copies to members of his family, returned the rest of the edition to his printer. At some point Howell, as Williams recalled in his Autobiography, then wrapped them in a neat bundle and put them away for ‘safe keeping’. After they had ‘ reposed ten years or more on a rafter under the eaves of his old chicken coop ‘ they were ‘, Williams recorded ruefully, ‘inadvertently burnt’. (via bookride)
insulse
adjective • insipid, dull, stupid
From Latin insulsus: in- ‘not’ + salsus ‘salted’.
just returned from the river arts studio stroll… number one kidlinger is jazzed, but can’t decide what to do, ‘dad, i can’t decide if i want to paint or do ceramics or glass works’ … awesome! & to top it off… clear blue sky, 72°F outside, plus 12 bones for lunch (we ate outside next to the river in the middle of november)… how cool is that?
what i learned on npr.org this morning…
around 2 i walk into the fiddlin pig for lunch & the waitress has my table ready… as i slide into the booth this song by johnny paycheck comes on the sound system… i’m just glad the kitchen staff didn’t revolt & leave the place… because the bbq & ribs were delicious…
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want to write my next book this antique…speaking of… it’s national novel writing month… i didn’t participate this year, but i do have a 1000-page manuscript on my desk & i need either an editor or a lighter… i think a lighter is cheaper…
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Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.
C.S. Lewis (via justbesplendid) (via fluffynotes)
How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.
Annie Dillard
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some days i dream of steamer trunks & where they might take me… (via creativeinspiration)
Coffeehouse Junkie 