It's late, as in early late... and upon a bit of procrastination from school-work and sleep I stumbled on galaxies earlier. Right here on a clunky out-dated desktop computer, with a display that puts out way too much cyan, I can see four hundred fifty million light years away. In these modern times, I guess that still counts for something special ( Read more... )

Whoohoo! Yeah, suck it Raymond Meier! Go back to your little gerrymandered State Senate seat and cry.

Today I was driving to work,
the back way of course,
and there was an old man jogging towards me.

He waved. I waved back.

That felt good.

Living on the edge.

I told you I don't post often. Anyway ( Read more... )

Okay, just had a thought. There's a huge connection between Lord of the Rings and Big Fish. Both are based on one of the Old Bloke at the Pub principles. This principle is: if there's an old bloke at a pub and he's not downing shots, then there's a mighty good chance he's telling a fantastic story. (In my own life, this is also one of the Old Fart ( Read more... )

So it begins ( Read more... )