Or: It’s a Question of Vectors.
by Neil Balan
Here, with the slightest hint of cold (9 degrees?), the simultaneous and mass deployment of gear and ornaments that intersect in a fashion-pragmatism-use assembly is overwhelming me. Folks have busted out whole alternate sets of clothing configurations to address the aesthetic demands of weather in productive ways. Weather [...]
Since my month of Learning How To Do Nothing, I have been seriously work-oriented. Which is great, as I am getting a lot done. But it has returned me to the world of stresses, and has resulted in my increasingly obvious stress-induced weakened immune system (and my current attempt to cope with a bad case [...]
In September 2001 I got back from a summer in Toronto, where I’d been living on my own for the first time, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was another move I needed to do next. One more step out of my parents bright, cozy and too-quiet suburban home.
I spent the day in [...]
To whom it may concern:
It is 6:21 pm on Wednesday, September 21, and I just finished watching a segment on the Toronto CTV news about this summer–described, to my horror, as the “best summer ever.”
I take it that heat and sunshine dominated as “best” factors, and the forty-four disgusting, pollutant-overloaded, impossible-to-breathe, too dangerous to [...]
by Christian Bertelsen
We got into the ‘knife this past monday. I guess you could say we’ve hit
the ground running. My wife started work the very next day, and I, in the
interim (before finding a job), began working at her mother’s store.
Thus far, I have been struck by the little things. For instance, when I [...]
‘Music. Response. Music; it triggers some kind of response.’
– The Chemical Brothers
I have sent you my first impressions of the dark continent. I have sent some emotionally filled words describing my new home. I have sent you some contrasting images. I now send you another major part of life here in Mali : music.
On the [...]
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