When Dad and I first drove out this road, there wasn’t a single horse, mule, or wagon in sight. Ten minutes later when we doubled back, they were everywhere.
-
Home > Archives for August, 2008
Monthly Archives: August 2008
The birds.
Thursday, August 28th, 2008
Not all of them. Just two. And only one of them is even real. I leave it to you to figure out which one.
Definite cake and possible death
Thursday, August 28th, 2008
This thing? Is taking place today and I have been abandoned by my local event planner (for perfectly good reasons) so it is falling to me to stampede things. So you know all that stuff that comes easily to normal people? All the cheerleading, even on a small scale, and leading a conversation or event? [...]
A basic separation
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008
“I am making a basic separation between architecture as moulding and architecture as the assembly of parts. That seems a very simple distinction: the mud house, the stone masonry. But in fact it represents a fundamental intellectual difference, not just a technical one. And I believe it to be one of the most important steps [...]
Appalachia, ideologically, is at war with itself.
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008
“Broad-based assumptions give way to a very complex reality: Co-existing simultaneously you have a deep-set conservatism and a deep-set liberalism. Co-existing simultaneously you have a region that has rebelled against American political and economic ideologies and a regions that has probably the most deeply felt sense of patriotism than any other place in the nation.” [...]
I’m going to take the money and go buy a truckload of Hostess cupcakes. See if I don’t.
Tuesday, August 26th, 2008
Context: A remote employee decided to spearhead the birthday celebration for our manager (Hi, Trasherati!). As you will discover, said has a…passion for having things done a certain way. I was volunteered to collect the money for the gift and procure the cake. L. is another coworker who, unlike me, has the event planning gene [...]
Princess, firefighter, photographer
Monday, August 25th, 2008
It wasn’t until I’d gotten about a third of the way through this gallery last night that I remembered something from my childhood: when I was little, one of the many careers options I considered was being a photographer for National Geographic. Much like my other career aspirations–princess, firefighter–I had no idea what this actually [...]