Monthly Archives: February 2005

Not every day is like Sunday

Under the snow, there’s a golf course. A soft, smooth fairway offering easy ski tracks and forgiving terrain for the first time skier. Is this where I learned? No, that would be the winding trails of the glen with it’s rock-encrusted trails, tentacle-like roots, and all-too-solid tree trunks.

Back in black

To my surprise, Transgressive Designs actually made a tiny (and I mean tiny) profit. So that unexpected complication delayed my tax filing as well as my linking to this year’s source for free tax e-filing.…

He say you Blade Runner

The thing which most amazes is not the existence of sentient androids but that you can use Photoshop to zoom in to a photo, examine the reflection in the picture, then look around the blind corner.…

Keeping the roads open

The snowplow outside my window at night sounds like a giant skateboard rolling over uneven blacktop.…

I am haunted by student loans

I was rereading “A River Runs Through It” and am again surprised a film was made out of it. What other movie have you seen where the big break is going to graduate school in English?…

The land looks like a fairy tale

I guess there was enough ice after all. Made the drive today to Millers Mills where we watched an ice harvest. Some of us even got to saw some ice cubes for a while (and by cubes I mean giant blocks). It was definitely a different experience and one I’m thankful to cross off the …

Codename Snowman

Yesterday we dined with the snowman and then tried to adopt a little boy who, though petulant, knew enough to take off his shoes in order to bound on the furniture.…

Anti-entropic

“Whatever seeks out harm and avoids rewards must act against entropy. … determining to write has been an anti-entropic process for me. Even now I don’t understand why I do it, except for the fact that it is against entropy.” —from Wang Xiaobo’s “Why Do I Write”

The Gates

“The Gates” opened in Central Park today. Find out about it and read the greatest faq ever written. Also don’t miss the common errors section because it’s good, too.

Frozen water

In the old days they would listen for ice and I can imagine this morning a couple of experts leaning down, ears to the surface of the lake. After moments of care and attention, they pronounce their findings: “We can’t hear a damn thing.”…