Commentary: Real Characters
We are in the thick of February. For those of you who also have full-spectrum lamps and take Vitamin D supplements, you know exactly what I mean.
Commentary: Screaming in the Middle of the Woods
I think my day job in the corporate world is ripe fodder for some neat poetry. “Poetry for Business,” I call it, or perhaps the pithier “Business Poetry,” which sounds like an English elective they’d offer to Business Administration undergrads at a middle-tier East Coast liberal arts college, or maybe Bentley. Or Babson.
Commentary: Downtime
Well. There’s a lot going on. (Gestures vaguely to all this)
The Quantum Cats of Arbor Day – Chapter 9
The Archives was the fever dream of a second-grader with a box of crayons and an architectural CAD program. It was a library built by M. C. Escher and furnished by Salvador Dali; it defied description and taste and possibly some of the tenets of Euclidean geometry. It was the heart and soul of The Center.