19 March 2011
16 March 2011
*a man yelling (really yelling) in unfounded exasperation at his wife in front of their two adolescent/pre-adolescent kids in the middle of a busy restaurant; her deferring
*a vibrant soul discharged from the military and now dulled from lithium nitrate
*a voice rickety with mania
*a devastating natural disaster and the still-there hatred that's exposed in its aftermath
*a vibrant soul discharged from the military and now dulled from lithium nitrate
*a voice rickety with mania
*a devastating natural disaster and the still-there hatred that's exposed in its aftermath
15 March 2011
iLike
"I’ve come to think that flourishing consists of putting yourself in situations in which you lose self-consciousness and become fused with other people, experiences, or tasks. It happens sometimes when you are lost in a hard challenge, or when an artist or a craftsman becomes one with the brush or the tool. It happens sometimes while you’re playing sports, or listening to music or lost in a story, or to some people when they feel enveloped by God’s love. And it happens most when we connect with other people. I’ve come to think that happiness isn’t really produced by conscious accomplishments. Happiness is a measure of how thickly the unconscious parts of our minds are intertwined with other people and with activities. Happiness is determined by how much information and affection flows through us covertly every day and year."
-David Brooks
-David Brooks
13 March 2011
05 March 2011
01 March 2011
Mumsy and Pops
So over Christmas I got an envelope from my mom full of the pics of her and my dad's wedding, back in the early '80s. They got married at the judge's house, a mutual friend, in a small town in Wisconsin near the upper peninsula of Michigan where my dad had a cottage and my mom lived. I had never seen the pictures, and got a big kick out of them. Here's a few of the happy couple and guests:
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