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I just re-read some of the old posts from my original blog. Now there’s a guy with time and mental energy to think, write, spin little connections in the ether… Meaning there’s a guy without a three-year-old child and a teaching job!

For me, reading some of the lengthier posts now, just a few years later, feels like an old person watching an acrobat in rueful amazement. These days I would probably just post a link and roll over to sleep. I guess having kids will do that to you, but it was a good reminder to try to hold on to those little inspirations and musings. I actually have printed out the old blog for Sofia. Hopefully someday she’ll know her daddy a little better if she ever reads it.

Intriguing video of Sigur Ros playing acoustic and unannounced, during the day, in a little Paris cafe. While I think the camera work is pretty stingy with the environment (what’s the point of these things if you don’t get a better sense of the place??), it’s funny to see the few French patrons on hand sort of oblivious and wrinkling their noses a bit at the whole fuss.

More here.

After the Easter egg hunt, Sofia found some real eggs in the mailbox over at Ed’s place.
After the Easter egg hunt, Sofia found some real eggs in the mailbox over at Ed’s place.
So the magician asks everyone in the crowd to choose a three-digit number. I think of 437. He calls on someone else to announce their number, and they say 437. And that wasn’t even the actual trick yet! Real magic in the form of bizarre coincidence…
From The Year in Pictures blog - just when you thought no one got a shot of the Hudson plane crash, Roy Gates did.
From The Year in Pictures blog - just when you thought no one got a shot of the Hudson plane crash, Roy Gates did.
Midnight (1939)
Happy New Year to all!

Midnight (1939)

Happy New Year to all!

View from Galeria Zoya, Warsaw, 2008
View from Galeria Zoya, Warsaw, 2008