December 2010
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Sandwich, in memoriam: 2010 - 2010
Sandwich is gone.
On the eve of Christmas Day, Kate and I arrived in Berkeley after a week’s vacation. Our walk home took us by Sandwich’s favorite haunt, and it was with great trepidation that I approached our familiar phone booth. I hadn’t checked on Sandwich in over a week, the longest we have been apart since we first met all those months ago.
Kate and I rounded the...
Greek Fire
Greek Fire (Wikipedia)
“Greek fire is best understood as a complete weapon system of many components, all of which were needed to operate together to render it effective. This comprised not only the formula of its composition, but also the specialized dromons, the device used to prepare the substance by heating and pressurizing it, the siphon projecting it, and the special training of...
The man in the sauna who was being extremely deliberate about his breathing, moaning satisfactorily, clearing his throat, blowing his nose, cracking his toe knuckles, growling territorially…
…was the purest physical manifestation of a YouTube comment I have ever encountered.
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Phaeton in the Wild
Last Christmas, Kate got me the best (and nerdiest) present ever. A font. Well, a typeface. I try not to be a dick, but every time I hear or say the word “font” I throw up in my mouth, just a little.
Kevin Cornell’s Phaeton is just plain awesome, with rustic hand-drawn letterforms that just makes you wanna open a hardware store in Deadwood and start swearing a lot or...
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Gate 9
They went to Disneyland, they flew Southwest, but they left their book in the San Diego Airport.
It was Bertrand Russell’s A History of Western Philosophy.
They purchased it used for $8.95, so cheap because it had pink highlighting up to page 50. So expensive because it only had pink highlighting up to page 50.
The book appeared, though, to have been tossed in a lake. All the pages...
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The Loneliest Sandwich
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a confession to make.
I’ve been seeing a sandwich.
It all started about five months ago, while Kate was still at field camp. On my daily walk through Berkeley I noticed a fine little sub sandwich, with all sorts of meat and bread and lettuce goodness, hanging out in a phone booth. Well, “phone booth” isn’t entirely accurate, as it was...
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The nice thing is I can schedule these. The...
So, I can start them early. And if I don’t revisit them the next day, or later in the day, what I write will nevertheless be committed. Independent of my own actions. And that, that I can get behind.
But. This post was queued to be eternally published tomorrow at 11:00 PM. “Tomorrow” as always being relative to the current time, not the time you set the publish date.
I want...
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Fast car is fast.
I don’t like driving a car in the city.
I don’t like driving a car where I give a shit about what happens to the car.
I like driving rental cars.
I really like driving fast rental cars.
I really like driving fast rental cars fast in Southern California.
Did I mention fast?
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We're going to try something new here.
It’s 10:40 PM here on the outskirts of San Diego. I’m gonna give myself five minutes, the ol’ egg timer of sorts, and just write. Write stuff. I’ve been in a content-generation funk as of late, my desire to blog lost all its steam in about 2006, after a five-year run of near-daily entries, and my command of the English word has gone limp as a result.
The ol’ bugger...
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