You probably saw this on Twitter already, but I like the way things look in the snow:
For more (so much more!) coverage of our #snomg experiences here in Capitol Hill, see (of course) the Capitol Hill Seattle blog.
There's a must-see video in the Tuesday update post. And don't worry--we're fine! A little cold, but just fine.
This was taken at 2:50pm on Monday:
This was 30 minutes later:
By this time, campus was officially closed.
Meanwhile, Emily was waiting for a bus in West Seattle:
Turned out that catching the bus was the easy part, as you may have heard.
Upside, of course, was that we got to enjoy a nice snow day together--a snowy walk, then some basketball on TV. Not bad for a Tuesday!
In other news, look at what the Bibliothèque nationale de France just put online:
That's a tenth-century, handwritten manuscript of Aristotle (takes a few page turns to get to the text). One of the best and oldest in existence. Amazing!
I know this sounds cheesy, but we really live in a magical time.
Speaking of magic, look at these smiles:
And notice the handsome booties Evan has on--from Bootyland, "Seattle's resource for eco-conscious clothing and supplies for women, men, kids, toddlers, and babies."
Thanks for the photos, Magen!
And thanks for reading, reader!
Happy Thanksgiving!
ὧν ἓν καὶ τὸ σόν, ὦ σχέτλιε, μόριον εἰς τὸ πᾶν συντείνει βλέπον ἀεί, Plato, Laws 10 (translation)
καίπερ πάνσμικρον ὄν, σὲ δὲ λέληθεν περὶ τοῦτο αὐτὸ ὡς γένεσις ἕνεκα
ἐκείνου γίγνεται πᾶσα, ὅπως ᾖ τῷ τοῦ παντὸς βίῳ ὑπάρχουσα εὐδαίμων οὐσία,
οὐχ ἕνεκα σοῦ γιγνομένη, σὺ δ’ ἕνεκα ἐκείνου
24 November 2010
17 November 2010
Continuing Interests
So, in case you were wondering, I'm still vain. Here's a recent photo I had Emily check for me:
Love this new shirt! Not sure I want to do this, but if you want a closer look, here's a link.
And I still love New York. Recent Op-Ed piece in the Times came awfully close to capturing a lot of it.
Here's a nice sample:
Today I drop my cleaning off with Joseph the tailor and we exchange Yiddishisms and reminiscences (his) of Jewish Russia. Two blocks south I lunch at a place whose Florentine owner disdains credit cards and prepares the best Tuscan food in New York. In a hurry, I can opt instead for a falafel from the Israelis on the next block; I might do even better with the sizzling lamb from the Arab at the corner.
Fifty yards away are my barbers: Giuseppe, Franco and Salvatore, all from Sicily — their “English” echoing Chico Marx. They have been in Greenwich Village forever but never really settled: how should they? They shout at one another all day in Sicilian dialect, drowning out their main source of entertainment and information: a 24-hour Italian-language radio station. On my way home, I enjoy a mille-feuille from a surly Breton pâtissier who has put his daughter through the London School of Economics, one exquisite éclair at a time.
All this within two square blocks of my apartment — and I am neglecting the Sikh newsstand, the Hungarian bakery and the Greek diner (actually Albanian but we pretend otherwise).
Let's go back soon!
Love this new shirt! Not sure I want to do this, but if you want a closer look, here's a link.
And I still love New York. Recent Op-Ed piece in the Times came awfully close to capturing a lot of it.
Here's a nice sample:
Today I drop my cleaning off with Joseph the tailor and we exchange Yiddishisms and reminiscences (his) of Jewish Russia. Two blocks south I lunch at a place whose Florentine owner disdains credit cards and prepares the best Tuscan food in New York. In a hurry, I can opt instead for a falafel from the Israelis on the next block; I might do even better with the sizzling lamb from the Arab at the corner.
Fifty yards away are my barbers: Giuseppe, Franco and Salvatore, all from Sicily — their “English” echoing Chico Marx. They have been in Greenwich Village forever but never really settled: how should they? They shout at one another all day in Sicilian dialect, drowning out their main source of entertainment and information: a 24-hour Italian-language radio station. On my way home, I enjoy a mille-feuille from a surly Breton pâtissier who has put his daughter through the London School of Economics, one exquisite éclair at a time.
All this within two square blocks of my apartment — and I am neglecting the Sikh newsstand, the Hungarian bakery and the Greek diner (actually Albanian but we pretend otherwise).
Let's go back soon!
08 November 2010
Secrets, Poems, and Maps
Movie news: Secret of Kells is awesome. You should probably see it. Such amazing images, and a pretty compelling story too.
Trailer:
But don't just take my word for it: you can also read the New York Times review. And if you're a Netflix member, you can watch it right now! Online!
We also saw Howl recently. Its animation is not nearly as cool as the Secret of Kells stuff, but that James Franco sure can act.
Not a bad poem either, of course.
Finally, Diana has a new blog, The Rotary.
I like it.
I also like this map Diana pointed readers to:
From www.orkposters.com.
Cheers--hope you have a great week!
Trailer:
But don't just take my word for it: you can also read the New York Times review. And if you're a Netflix member, you can watch it right now! Online!
We also saw Howl recently. Its animation is not nearly as cool as the Secret of Kells stuff, but that James Franco sure can act.
Not a bad poem either, of course.
Finally, Diana has a new blog, The Rotary.
I like it.
I also like this map Diana pointed readers to:
From www.orkposters.com.
Cheers--hope you have a great week!
03 November 2010
How Far & How Fast?
Did I mention that I was busy? Sheesh.
In the time between now and a real post, here's shot of some more art at the light rail construction site that I really like:
Can't quite say why, but I find this piece quite compelling.
In the time between now and a real post, here's shot of some more art at the light rail construction site that I really like:
Can't quite say why, but I find this piece quite compelling.
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