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I love you, Big Dummy…
I’m going to take a minute to love my screwed up brain. My brain that, once confronted with the notion that it has to get to work, immediately looks around my environment for something to change. My brain that says stuff like “I can’t possibly work until I: Download a new version of eeebuntu to… Continue Reading
What’s the worry…
More email sorting and answering. Along with reading Allen Shawn’s Wish I Could Be There: Notes From a Phobic Life. I envy his passages of carefully written autobiography, although I suppose memoir might be the better word. The bits of confronting his phobias contain an emotional power that echoes deep within me. I’ve noticed an… Continue Reading
Syltkitsch
Thanks to everyone who said such nice things about the broken pipe yesterday. It was unexpected. Evidently Sylt has some historical connection with pirates. I’m not quite sure what this consists of, but one of the themes of the tourist tchochkes here are things emblazoned with the skull and crossed cutlasses. Thus this winsome item… Continue Reading
Blown away…
A friend asked for for another beedog picture of Lehigh yesterday, and I have to say that I didn’t at all have the time to oblige then in the midst of much hectic end of the year rushing. So this is the best I could do to compensate. Me as a bee, adrift in my… Continue Reading
Crush…
The taxes are done, filed, and the hopefully propitiatory offerings are in the envelopes ready to be sent off to the respective authorities. My problems have always come from making money, not from not having enough. Now there are three art world projects to sort out and a lot of anxiety to quell. All that… Continue Reading