Game Boy Perfect Catalogue abriction – the light that brims the clouds More magazines (vintage) catalogs inbox on archive.org Deeper relationships with music and albums Ordered a DAP Need to buy that Yo La Tengo undersea criterion Maybe I should print photos and stick them in a small notebook, like fill one a year with…
When my son was maybe 2, he loved mail trucks. I ordered him a UPS truck, presented it to him. He was delighted, played with it all the time. Soon it stayed in the toy box a little longer. Now. he’s 6. I found the truck in the backyard today, rusted and dirty. I’ll probably…
That’s 23 hours and 59 minutes long. Say it runs in a storefront window. Someone who passed by every day around the same time will eventually see the whole loop, but in reverse. This would take nearly 4 years. 1 minute difference though, what would the passerby experience? “Oh it seems like they keep playing…
You’re articulating a contrast between human-made and natural beauty, and how the former often falls short. Most of what people build is driven by function, cost, and efficiency rather than aesthetics. The rare exceptions—cathedrals, thoughtfully designed homes, well-planned public spaces—stand out precisely because they are exceptions. Nature, on the other hand, has an effortless harmony….
I’ve been paring down my guitar pedalboard. I want less. I want to do what I need to do still, but endless options are dragging me down. I’ve got my pedalboard down to the most spare I’ve had it in years. It’s been nice, I’ve been having more fun playing than I have in years….
First start with a band you love, and look up who’s opened for them live. Listen to them, pick your favorite and look up who’s opened for that band. Repeat above as often as needed. Quickly you’ll be down to some local scene somewhere and there will be a bunch of bands that share lineage…
There’s an old joke, from Emo Phillips: I was walking across a bridge one day, and I saw a man standing on the edge, about to jump off. So I ran over and said “Stop! Don’t do it!” “Why shouldn’t I?” he said. “Well, there’s so much to live for!” “Like what?” “Well… are you…
I recently remembered a show I watched when I was a very little kid called The Polka Dot Door. Growing up in the US near the Canadian border, I often would observe my dad wrestle the TV’s antenna to catch those elusive northern broadcasts. He knew I liked The Polka Dot Door and finessed those…
A few months ago, a very strange man came into the furniture store we work at. He wanted to see a certain wooden sculpture we had, one that he had seen in our store years before. A carving of a log going into a machine of some sort, and coming out the other side a…