Kaki King’s video for “Playing with Pink”
Wherein I read “The Night Dream” by Archibald MacLeish
What’s memory? Memory’s the groove. It’s the all-stars laying down their groove, and it’s you dancing, chasing the desperations of the heart, chasing something that’s so gone, so ephemeral you know it only by its traces, how a certain plucked guitar string summons the thundering centuries, how a taste of fresh cherries calls up the …
Speak up against the destruction of our core principles of freedom of religion.
My Flickr Pro account lapsed and I’m not going to pay for it until after I get my first TA paycheck. If you are at all interested in seeing my 39th year in pictures, you can go to my MobileMe gallery and check them out there.
Wherein I talk about my plan to write every day for 365 days.
Taken a couple of days before I moved.
Wherin I share some links.