Keira looking at herself as a baby About to blow out the candles © Christopher Bird Reproduced here with permission
It is entirely in nature with the happenstance and at times distracted nature of this blog that sometimes I finish a year, look back and think, “Wow. I don’t think I actually said anything of worth or depth. I record then move along.” Then when I do sit down and make myself write something that…
Happy Australia Day, Aussies. I hope you’re all watching sport, or BBQing, or drinking, or all of the above! What am I doing? I will be baking… ****** Let me, if I may, take you on a flashback… It was almost the mid-1990s. Swedish pop was again dominating our airwaves. We warbled ‘I saw the…
“A few years ago, scientists began to calculate just how much energy the Sahara holds. They were astounded at the answer. In theory, a 35,000-sq.-mi. (90,600 sq km) chunk of the Sahara — smaller than Portugal and a little over 1% of its total area — could yield the same amount of electricity as all…
…this: Isn’t it gorgeous? Only available in Italy though, I think. Even if I could get it here, I doubt I could afford it.
Dear America, When I awoke yesterday morning, the better part of President Obama’s inauguration was already over. I turned on the television just as he was walking down Pennsylvania Avenue with his First Lady, waving to the crowd, on what was obviously a bitterly cold day. The journalists covering the event were emotional, reporting the scene with tears…
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I used to watch a lot of movies. I used to know a fair bit about the history of movies, too. In fact, my original chosen minor at university was supposed to be film studies. It said it was available in the 1996 UAC guide, I swear. However when it came to enrollment week, once…
My sister-in-law gave me a Borders gift voucher for my birthday. I went in there the other week to buy The Slap and I swear it was in my hand when the warm pink cover of McSweeney’s on the adjacent shelf captivated me like a Siren’s call. (Yes, I mixed the metaphor {sight/sound}. Oops, never mind)…
