My preparations for the new laptop (which arrives tomorrow) are beginning to resemble this old XKCD cartoon or possibly this classic sequence from Frasier…
My preparations for the new laptop (which arrives tomorrow) are beginning to resemble this old XKCD cartoon or possibly this classic sequence from Frasier…
Today I’m upgrading to a new MacBook Air from my MBP. After eight years. About four years ago, I double-maxed the RAM and installed an SSD — the only reason this thing is still usable. But with the new keyboard recall program, I finally feel confident to buy a new Mac laptop.
From the Archives: a short piece I wrote many years ago about the performing arts — the event itself, the space in which it happens, its effects upon audience and participant — and a reflection on the saying, A willing suspension of disbelief.
📚 What I finished this week.
(Posted a day early because I know I won’t finish anything else by the end of the weekend, and because I won’t be online much the next few days.)
Why doncha go
where fashion sits
just a half a mile
from the railroad track
I’ll tell you what I want
what I really really want
just to be the man who
walked a thousand miles
📚 What I finished this week.
Up on the roof.
My homescreen. It’s barely changed in the last two years, after getting more and more minimal since my first iPhone in 2012. “Do Not Disturb” is on almost all the time, except for business hours. Almost no badges or notifications.
cc/ @patrickrhone @gabz @hjertnes @smokey
📚 …and I didn’t finish anything this week either.
I am an only child
born of the wild
yes I grew up sweet
till I fell from a tree
things have gotten bad
and I know it’s
my own damn fault
Why, yes, of course I’m underlining passages in the book with the same sort of pencil as is featured on the cover.
I saw an albino squirrel today. I’m going to take that as a sign that life is wonderful, the cosmos is amazing, and everything is going to be okay.
📚 I didn’t finish anything this week.
📚 This week, after nearly four years, I finally finished this incredible book. It took me back to a core element of my undergrad studies: tracing the monastic tradition from late antiquity through the European middle ages to the rise of the universities.
You know the feeling where you’re thinking back to a conversation, and how you had meant to say something else — something really important — but you got sidetracked, and now you can’t quite remember it?
I’ve had that feeling more or less constantly since the mid-90s.
Um yeah, so apparently Lyndale Avenue is closed.
And so it begins: road construction in Minnesota…
For this Micro Monday, I recommend @til, an unofficial signal boost for Micro.blog features, both major & minor, as well as tips & tricks. A must!
Also, I strongly urge you to follow @smokey, whose weekly recaps are a tour de force of breadth and brevity.
Even More Spoilers that AREN’T about Games of Thrones
More Spoilers that AREN’T about Games of Thrones
Spoilers that AREN’T about Games of Thrones
PSA Anyone who has an Amazon Prime membership might like to know that the movie Big Night is now streaming on that service. Quiet, real; somewhere between Chef, Moonstruck, and Stealing Beauty.
And oh that last scene.
📚 What I finished this week.
if you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I guess you didn’t know it
but I’m a fiddle player too
don’t call it a comeback
I’ve been here for years
As a reader, I haven’t really been in a fiction place the last few years, but this weekend I was at a small indie bookstore, and I impulsively bought Anniversaries by Uwe Johnson. It is an astonishment. (Also, it’s already cramped my “finished” program. So it goes.)