popped awake at 3am. couldn’t get back to sleep. hit email and then, played with photos taken last night in le bohemian town next door. the result, this item, which has source that now exists in layered ‘numinous’ versions elsewhere and as this, here.
spinning my wheels
the last two weeks have been a bit on the helpful side. not for the reasons you might think.
finally it happens…
just when you thought for sure it would be impossible to eek out even one more drop of sweat from the old fedora…. http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808404510/video/6441610/ i’ll admit, i’ll be going to see it. one of the few actors whose name doesn’t draw a smirk or sneer from me. and the clip was enough to make me laugh for the tongue-in-cheek manner that they’re poking fun at themselves for doing this. plus, you know what? sometimes, you just really need a rip-roaring adventure that doesn’t take itself so damn seriously. consider me tipping my hat to ya, boys (and girls) of production […]
02-19-08 passage
i am uncertain why i am thinking of you in this moment. the part of me that remembers ancient places and deep waters knows. the rest of me groans with unwanted reminders of hurtful things. i remember how long it took me to stop talking at you. i remember the hideous lies you still think are true. i remember the anguish of trying to show you differently and realizing it was impossible. realizing that you want to think those things. realizing that you want to believe them. i do not know why i am thinking of you, but i am […]
a smile for new life
my best friend and his wife welcomed their son into the world today at 13:15 GMT, 8:15am my time. interestingly, i wrote an email at 8:32am my time asking after things. heh. just got the reply.
his dark materials
i’ve just finished reading pullman’s ‘his dark materials’, which most of you might better know as the trilogy from which the recent movie ‘the golden compass’ rises.
Valentine’s Observance
once upon a time, i used to write every year at this time of year to The Man Who Does Not Exist. they were terribly, sappy, angst-filled, dreamy, indolent, and utterly prosey things. all but decadent with longing. i stopped writing them a bit ago, when i lost a good bit of my writing and many of those letters. but the concept has remained and this year, i’m motivated to write another… but not of the same sort. as you’ll see. (aside: i popped awake ‘for no apparent reason’ about an hour ago and the motivation to this seems rather […]