February 17, 2014

I think this photo is best without any explanation.


Georgia, 1980

September 5, 2012


September 1, 2012

There’s this boy on my Facebook who routinely misinterprets getting recognition for things online for actually doing them. It’s strange and sad and maybe our very real future.


August 21, 2012

“Return of the prodigal son,” my father says, in that resolutely opaque humourous display of his.

I swallow the retort in my throat, and reply with a terse, “Hi Dad.”

He slaps me on the shoulder and I cringe inwardly, but stiffen and expand outwardly, keeping my face carefully and obviously blank, trying to ignore the friendly gesture that I transform emotionally into a perverted display of force and dominion and willingness to forget the unspoken past.

I take off my shoes and enter, secretly eager to leave this calcified ritual behind.

I never forget and I never will.

Face Book

August 11, 2012

Ads are starting to filter through my ad-blocker on my browser. I now get snippets of ads, broken text, and nothing to click on. It’s as though they’re tired of trying to coerce me into buying their product, and they just want to have a regular conversation.

I was going to write something important here, but then I lost it.

It’s all bouncing around in my head, but impossible to place into coherent words. Oh well. Is this what people call ADHD?

I even wrote some quick notes:

– information
– on importance
– on the minimum threshold
– on specific knowledge
– on usefulness (impact)
– on rarity and the finiteness of useful knowledge and the devaluation of the individual life
– on the decrease in rarity with the offsiting of knowledge onto the online hive-mind
– on the shift from importance of knowledge to the importance of experiences
– on the failure of the education system to adapt to this shift in focus (teaching things that no longer need to be taught)

Not sure what my point is or if there even is one.

I read this article about ants and it basically said that each individual ant just has basic instincts to follow scent, to move around, detect their immediate surroundings, random roaming, and not tread on each other. Like little machines that can work autonomously and be lost without too much concern. The end result increases the survival of the anthill. The loss of individuality and that feeling of personal importance feels like an affront, but maybe  we should be more like ants.


August 1, 2012


July 31, 2012

So, Andre Romelle Young decides to send Olympic athletes at the 2012 Games pairs of his branded headphones. The International Olympic Committee takes issue with this, because their corporate “audio” sponsor is supposed to be Panasonic. Athletes are seen on the news wearing the headphones and they call this a measure of ambush marketing. An illegal marketing maneouvre. The IOC makes the claim that they must act to protect the legitimacy of their corporate sponsor, because if Panasonic cannot be certain to have advertising primacy, other sponsors will feel the same way, and the Olympics will dissolve, choked by their lack of funding.

I never liked the Olympics and I certainly don’t like them any more now. Yet I capitalize the words, because it is what looks right to me. It is already branded into my mind.


July 27, 2012

A skeuomorph is a derivative object that retains ornamental design cues to a structure that was necessary in the original. Skeuomorphs may be deliberately employed to make the New look comfortably old and familiar.


July 13, 2012

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

– William Ernest Henley