Monthly Archives: April 2012
This post happened in a Facebook message thread between myself and an old friend I haven’t seen in a while. I confess that I am a little leery to include this post, because this blog is not about yoga, and … Continue reading
Welcome to utopia. Here is your “‘[e]ndangered, taboo-animal'” lab-grown meatburger. For your unstoppable appropriative appetite. Good luck with that.
This is a response to Kate Lunau’s article discussing a new book by Josh Schonwald, The Taste of Tomorrow: Dispatches from the Future of Food. The article emphasises (speculatively entertaining) innovations in food production, and is, as such, a fun-filled collection … Continue reading
Narcolepsy dysanea paralysis would Sisyphus and his halfsmiling face agree that man is born free and is everywhere chained, or born, free bouldered heavy pressured to be Camus, by the way, a heartbreaking babe with a weight in his words, … Continue reading
is when a word loses its meaning from repeating it too many times. I write my paper, my last paper, the final paper paper, the important paper paper paper. The paper is not a thesis, but a paper. I use “paper” and … Continue reading
Every once in a while–notably often when the mood is persistently askew, running dark against a bright and humid afternoon filled with illogical blossoms plethora-ing from every tree, harassing the bottomed mood with heavy beauty, blue and bright and daffodil … Continue reading
Still no seahorses, and the youngster’s legs were getting a waterlogged look from so much wading. But it was not lost time, for they found and learned about many other things. John came along the beach to me, grumbling, “Everything … Continue reading