Monday, August 31, 2015
Flannery O'Connor, when she wasn't writing short stories, painted canvases and created cartoons. In fact, she crafted enough cartoons that they've been collected in a book boldly titled, Flannery O'Connor: The Cartoons.
Such a clever girl. Oh, and she had the good sense to not go out drinking with Patricia Highsmith when they were both staying at Yaddo Artist Colony. As my grandmother used to say, she (Highsmith) was a heller.
Saturday, August 29, 2015
A group of cormorants is called a 'gulp'. How 7-11 has failed to use this trivial tidbit in an advertising campaign for their monstrously sized fountain drinks is baffling.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
I discovered a site today devote to found Polaroid photographs. They are anonymous in that the people aren't identified, and there is no context for the pictures. Which is what makes found polaroids so engrossing: You are tasked with writing up a caption for any image you choose. I picked one of an old woman, and while I sipped my first cup of coffee this morning, wove a short story (250-350 words preferred) of wonder. She and her setting looked completely unremarkable, but as we all know, looks can be deceiving.
I suppose the meaning of something found is whatever we ascribe to it, barring the things ability to simply define itself.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Seldom, or never, have I seen a family of goldfinches, but thanks to the dwarf sunflowers providing the seeds, they gathered together on one magical afternoon, became accustom to my presence, and feasted on the patio.
Saturday, August 22, 2015
I can't help but love author Kate Atkinson. I came to her work late, only discovering her last year after reading "Life After Life", but I've been catching up with her oeuvre since then.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
When the RavenView (tm) closed circuit security cameras had been installed all about the Abyss Tower thirty some odd years ago, they were state-of-the-art technology, with clarity and color unmatched by any competitors in the market. Now, of course they seemed hopelessly outdated.
The once touted pixelated images seemed too pixelated, particularly in close-up, where, at best, you felt like you were given only an impression of the person, and not the essence of that individual in the least. All sharp edges, not a smooth line in sight.
It annoyed Barbara. Her dissatisfaction with her job had become unflagging. Staring at the bank of screens ten hours everyday. Watching for - for what? The Abyss Towers were impenetrable. You could only get in through a single secured underground entrance. The one time someone tried to gain entrance there without proper clearance and identification, the lobby was flooded with near freezing cold water. The armed guards watched the action from the mezzanine, shooting the man as he bobbed about in the gushing froth.
In a nutshell, the only time Barbara ever saw another human being pass across her screens was when there was a jumper. And, there were plenty enough of those. Sad, dejected types, driven mad, or perhaps born mad. Usually they they climbed the ladder to the uppermost wall and jumped immediately. But every once in awhile, she got one who lingered.
Why? To get up their nerve? A lingering doubt about taking the plunge? Barbara wondered if the day would come when she would be up there, some other brown uniformed toady watching her, waiting for her to...Leave the frame
Thursday, August 13, 2015
From online entertainment pioneer, actress, and “queen of the geeks” Felicia Day, You’re Never Weird on the Internet (Almost) is a funny, quirky, and inspiring memoir about her unusual upbringing, her rise to internet stardom, and embracing her weirdness to find her place in the world.When Felicia Day was a girl, all she wanted was to connect with other kids (desperately). Growing up in the Deep South, where she was “home-schooled for hippie reasons,” she looked online to find her tribe. The internet was in its infancy and she became an early adopter at every stage of its growth—finding joy and unlikely friendships in the emerging digital world. Her relative isolation meant that she could pursue passions like gaming, calculus, and 1930’s detective novels without shame. Because she had no idea how “uncool” she really was.
But if it hadn’t been for her strange background—the awkwardness continued when she started college at sixteen, with Mom driving her to campus every day—she might never have had the naive confidence to forge her own path. Like when she graduated as valedictorian with a math degree and then headed to Hollywood to pursue a career in acting despite having zero contacts. Or when she tired of being typecast as the crazy cat-lady secretary and decided to create her own web series before people in show business understood that online video could be more than just cats chasing laser pointers.
Felicia’s rags-to-riches rise to internet fame launched her career as one of the most influential creators in new media. Now Felicia’s world is filled with creativity, video games, and a dash of feminist activism—just like her memoir.
Showcasing Felicia’s hilarious and unique voice, You’re Never Weird on the Internet (Almost) is proof that everyone should celebrate what makes them different and be brave enough to share it with the world, because anything is possible now—even for a digital misfit.
Felicia Day is a professional actress who has appeared in numerous television shows including, Buffy the Vampire Slayer; Supernatural and Eureka. However, Felicia is best known for her work in the web video world. She costarred in Joss Whedon’s Emmy Award–winning Internet musical, Dr. Horrible’s