MagritteBook Pro. The Son of Mac?
I have to throw Slate some massive props. Not only is it probably the most long-lived online publication around (due in no small part to all the Microsoft Moolah that supported it for so long) but it is one of the few sites that has managed to make me go, “Huh – now there’s an […]
My word. i’m not sure – it is, after all, just a first draft – but I think I finished my novel. Bones of the Angel. The ending sort of crystallized in my mind this morning and I sat down with the laptop, and thirty pages later I’d wrapped it all up. The ending is, […]
This morning I woke up in a fantastic mood, wrapped in a warm sense that all was right with the world and that today would be a great day. If I could wake up that way every day, I think life would be a sweet and magical thing – however, I can’t afford to sleep […]
I am well aware that this makes me an uber-dork, but sometimes something comes along that makes my 14-year-old self rise up and go “COOL!” The new Indiana Jones Dark Brown Baseball Hat with Brass Logo Patch over at the LucasFilm shop is one of those things. Hey, I said I was a dork. Update: […]
I came across this while dong my morning webcomics tour – a sharp interview with Scott “Understanding Comics” McCloud. I can’t wait to read his new book, Making Comics, which is due to hit in September. I’m still trying to figure out a way to wrangle a visit from McCloud to MIT this fall, but, […]
Summer’s supposed to be a vacation? Hah. This evening I found myself running the numbers: a regular work week is 40 hours; if you work 12-hour days instead that goes up to 60 hours; if you work all seven days for 12 hours you get 84 hours; if you work 12 hours a day for […]
After swinging by the somewhat disappointing Javapalooza IV downtown this evening, Nick and I headed back to his house, where we met up with his folks and had a small wine tasting. You can follow our lttle misadventure over at my Cork’d Wine Journal. Mmmm. Wine.
All of this is food for ghosts – but then, the care and feeding of phantoms isn’t hard. Everything loved that passes plants a seed, so that future echoes serve to nurture, every time the bus passes that restaurant, every elevator that plays that particular song. In truth, ghosts are roaches, nigh impossible to exterminate […]
