Gandalf and the Roman Cult of Mithras
Via Explorator
It doesn’t make sense for the left hand to punch the right hand, nor for the right leg to kick the left. We are part of the same body. We work better together.
Nature Illuminated at the Minnesota Zoo is beautiful. It runs through January 17th, 2021. Highly recommended! Soundtrack on SoundCloud.
Bags are very much a Goldilocks thing for me. Size, capacity, pockets, compartments. I went small recently and then larger and just haven’t got it quite right. I’ve have been through briefcases, Big backpacks and Small messenger bags. Right now moving to a medium, custom messenger bag from Timbuk2. Fingers crossed.
Midnight made it to our slice of the globe. Happy New Year, Everyone!
The annual retrospectives reviewing who has left this mortal coil continue to become more poignant and painful.
Easy to get lost in dark thoughts.
The challenge is to shine brighter.
Tonight’s project. I actually thought for some time that I had been shorted one critical piece. Then I had to backtrack when I learned I had used an extra piece in error.
Listening to Wolfmother today.
They are a retro-looking blend of 70’s hard-rock, prog-rock and a little punk-rock. But with the vocal strength and musicianship to back it up. Not to mention cowbell and distorted organ.
I wish I could say I have been listening to them for a long time, but they came to me via a compilation from a friend. Today, I have been mining Apple Music for their back catalog.
“And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap…”
#MischiefManaged
“…A right jolly old elf”
Half-day at work, then cleared the drive of snow. Grateful for snow throwers. Husqvarna has been good to me.
On Main Viewer: The Polar Express (2004)
Last night I told a speaker to play 80s New Wave. I remembered the future I once dreamed of included rack stereo systems and Nakamichi Dragons.
As much as I’m grateful to Jardiance advertisements for bringing the skin of my perineum to mind, I did mild research into why they mention it. And stopped quickly.
I will say it again: I wish I could update AppleTVs via the Home app in the same way that I can update my HomePods.
But I will add: Quite honestly, it seems like the Home app would be a great place to start with personal/family device management
Listening to Harry Styles’ Golden tonight, I hear Doobie Brothers Minute By Minute and Christopher Cross’ Ride Like the Wind
It’s because I’m old
Saturday: Living room re-arranged
Sunday: Tree selected and placed
Monday: Cranberry and popcorn garlands strung
Tuesday: Garlands, lights and ornaments hung
Soundtrack: Mannheim Steamroller
I miss getting to know the contestants on The Voice. These short seasons seem too rushed and it’s getting harder to care.
I also miss being able to buy the killer performances on iTunes.
#TheVoice
What I have realized is that photos can’t capture thoughts or feelings. Not exactly. They don’t capture the love we feel, the joy of a certain moment, the sense of place we may feel, or a feeling of belonging with family or friends. They just capture the light in the moment the shutter is released by causing a chemical reaction in a film or sensors in an array to record their states.
In this, photographs lie to us by showing an objective truth.
The image evokes recollection, or the image transports us through time, or invites us into a new way of seeing, challenges notions or perspectives.
The art in photography is that it makes us think and feel, even though our thoughts and feelings may only be loosely related to the subjects of our gazes.
All this from photons, transformed, in the tiniest slices of time.
When I snapped this image, I had been enjoying the contrast of the dark tree limbs against the orange and amber of the sunset.
By the time it occurred to me to attempt to capture it, launch my camera app on my phone, and frame an image I hoped might not be hideous, the sky changed.
The image doesn’t show any of that. Just an amateurish shot by someone who intended well.
But I remember.
I don’t know to which deity I owe the most thanks and praise, but I am grateful for the shoegaze genre and for Apple’s recommendation engine. I listened to a group called SPC-ECO on my commute this evening and loved it.
Do I start by genuflecting toward Grangemouth, Scotland?
Trust no political party.
The evidence continues to suggest they are more interested in having us fight each other than in enacting lasting beneficial change.
Bittersweet, making room for the new. Took apart a small IKEA chair from much earlier in my daughter’s life. It had been functioning as a small table of sorts for a long while. Today that need was released.
I think about journaling more often then I actually write.
The internal censor is strong.
Iconic Arecibo Alien-Hunting Observatory Will Be Demolished
Storm damage and a lack of shared vision.
“This isn’t a tech problem. This is tech revealing a human problem."
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