the May 23, 2011 issue of The New Yorker has an article by Michael Specter on growing meat in a test tube or petri dish. i’ve always wanted a meat tree in the garden, so now that we’re putting in new containers and ordering shitloads of dirt i thought it would be a great time [...]
just a response to the comment regarding my post on chain stores invading NY.
time is a funny thing, especially “brain time,” which is the clock inside our heads that we rely on as “real,” even though it’s actually dependent on our subjective consciousness and perception rather than fixed increments of seconds, microseconds, etc. the April 25, 2011 issue of the New Yorker has a fabulous article by Burkhard [...]
this black and white cuteness made the milk that went into the licorice ice cream from Fosselman’s in Pasadena: nice purple! this black and white cuteness… did this: nice purple!
so there’s the post-internet generation: and there’s the post-internet generation: and yes, that’s an ethernet cable.
i came home the other day to a rainbow in the kitchen, which must have been unlucky, as i received a pair of shoes i ordered and found out they sent me two right feet. i asked the company if they could send me two left feets, but they said they didn’t have any more [...]
last week we went for a hike in the “Big Wild,” the 20,000 acre wilderness in the Santa Monica Wilderness and came home and immediately put on shorts and ate frozen persimmons. it seemed a little weird to wear shorts in December, but it made sense when we took our lunch outside to eat on [...]
every once in awhile we take a bullet and agree to work (gratis) for certain non-profits of a spiritual persuasion. we do this, despite what a friend of mine—a non-profit consultant by choice—says about dealing with those kind of non-profits: “RUN!” this year for their fundraiser they wanted to make t-shirts, and suggested putting a [...]
it’s always been a great hope of mine to see the green flash at sunset (or sunrise – but that would require some east coast or houseboat type of living), but so far i have either missed it and/or the sun flashed green without me. yesterday i saw a program about a two-person rowboat race [...]
