Girls Against Boys
Wednesday, February 28th, 2007is the title of Kristy’s poem featured today at Poetry Daily.
It is also, apparently, the name of a “punk rock dischord” band. I believe the connection ends there.
It seems we can be happy now, be it better late than never.
is the title of Kristy’s poem featured today at Poetry Daily.
It is also, apparently, the name of a “punk rock dischord” band. I believe the connection ends there.
Because Lord knows the bots need help achieving world domination.
My dad continues to feed my robot obsession by directing me to this post at Carl Zimmer’s science blog about the evolution of communication. Zimmer describes an experiment conducted in Switzerland where small robots on wheels learned to identify and locate robot food and robot […]
Tonight at the Taphouse in Ghent there will be a:
in the style of Max Roach. A drum battle in the style of Max Roach looks something like this:
only with less orange in the background. I’m not exactly sure what else differentiates a drum battle in the style of Max Roach from any other […]
In response to Jessica’s demand for alternative (when we define the word alternative as “good but less clichéd”) love poems suitable for reading at weddings:
Language Lesson 1976
When Americans say a man
takes liberties, they mean
he’s gone too far. In Philadelphia today I saw
a kid on a leash look mom-ward
and announce his fondest wish: one
bicentennial burger, […]
Procrastination seemed to be the order of the day this weekend, prompting numerous people (e.g. Jessica, Kristy, Ivy) to respond to a top ten favorite films meme. I dislike making top ten lists for film because I think it’s unrealistic to compare certain types of movies (say, classic film noir) to certain other types […]
“… till it seemed to bear her away, and the noise of the sea created a drowsiness in her, a relaxation like sleep.” (D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow)
I read Jessica’s post about what books she would want with her if and when she ends up stranded on a desert island and thought I’d try to […]
Well, I used to adore Grease (the film, not the lubricant), but then reality programming came along and ruined everything. Can my love for musicals survive this onslaught?
I fear not.
One advertising campaign for the film An Inconvenient Truth asked Americans to pledge to see the film and then watch again with friends. Every American needs to see this film, this campaign told us. Everyone needs to see it, think about it, talk about it. I don’t disagree with this premise, and […]