Suede Pajamas Redux
An odd day, no doubt. An odd week. Hell, an odd month. Some character from some book I cannot quite remember saying “The signs align!”, the writing is on the wall but it might be a code. Aye, there’s the…
Controlling What Lies Beneath
I hope to flesh this out more, later, but I’ve had some webpages open (amongst my ridiculous amount of tabs in Chrome, currently) for periodic reading and I wanted to get them someplace more concrete, for my own review. So…
When The Bots Take Over
Quality Twitter Bots?
Today Is Killing Me
Ah, so, how it goes. I am a frenetic vibration of intentions, and a vacuous desert of accomplishment. The issue sometimes comes down to habit, I am sure, or the lines/definitions we tattoo on our minds to make working for…
Testing the Field
Write about maps, toddlers, and the surprises concerning the very details of learning in your child.
A Quote
Woman: “I know a story about a crow” Boy: “I hate your stories” Woman: “I know a story about a boy who hated my stories”
The Palsy
I will fill in the background details soon, but I figured ‘release early, release often’. This is a set of reflections on my run-in with Bell’s Palsy. Things I have learned: Don’t make the mistake of thinking that because one…
The Mail is the Message
This is some powerful stuff, made for the man in the field.
Terrarium
Tillandsia ionantha is a bromeliad native to Central America that is classified as vulnerable by the World Conservation Union. This epiphyte is well adapted to its rather unique ecological niche, growing attached to the high branches of trees where it…
Oceanic
I had truly forgotten the immensity of the ocean. We had not been to the beach in a very very long time. Oh, there were reasons, even beyond our constant cries of “busy”-ness, but they all seems to dissolve into foolish…