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Monthly Archives: November 2006
Remember when I posted about Kathryn Andrews; her art work and curatorial projects? Well, she keeps moving forward and if I lived any closer, I would definitely attend the first opening reception of apartment 2 this Friday, December 1, 2006, … Continue reading
See the whole list here. The only fiction work I knew anything about was Pynchon’s Against the Day, of which I just bought three (very heavy) copies.
A recent NYTimes article on unschooling here. More on this topic later.
The problem with having a conversation with my father is that he is so curious about everything that you always walk away with several minor research projects. Take for example, a simple conversation about bluetooth and wireless technology – the … Continue reading
a poem by my friend Caryn Davidson – previously published in Stone Magazine Jesus Boy I knew you loved Jesus. On Sunday morning you would rise early, forgo the heat in our bed, shower, shave electrically and leave. I thought … Continue reading
As much as I enjoyed seeing everybody over the holidays this year – I particularly relished this quiet stolen hour spent hiking along the Potomac River our first morning in Virginia. Chad and I never found the actual Great Falls … Continue reading
I learned to create an animated gif today. Thanks Corrina! Also thanks to my sister for bringing me a Bangkok street version of Photoshop for mac (and for all the other thai treats – I am still loving the green … Continue reading
John (the chef behind our turkeys) brought three important items that came in handy: a meat thermometer (he says the plastic pop-up can’t be trusted), a roll of cheesecloth, and an apple. I know squabble squabble day has passed, but … Continue reading
The brined turkey came out ahead and the pecan sweet potatos were a hit – although EVERYTHING was delicious. And to be absolutely technical, it was determined that the white meat on the brined turkey and the dark meat of … Continue reading
Upstairs at my mom’s house.