settle in, this one’s a doozy:
so peter gabriel, kieth jarrett and cindy sherman have me thinking about art and why i do it. i don’t seem to be trying to say anything in particular with my work. should i be? i know that i don’t have to; just because i ’should’ doesn’t mean there is […]
settle in, this one’s a doozy: so peter gabriel,…
gotta love the internet. here i am, playing arou…
gotta love the internet.
here i am, playing around the blogger help pages, looking for some specific info and i come across this:
need more cowbell?
absofuckinglutely fabulous!
grrr, grrr and more grrr. my website is down and …
grrr, grrr and more grrr.
my website is down and i’ve no idea why. that just really pisses me off. my domain name went up for renewal on thanksgiving. the invoice was paid, so what the fuck is going on? so help me if my domain got snatched because it was processed on a holiday.
already […]
*sigh* yet another mess.
so in trying to clean up my files, i’ve managed to remove the formatting on my archive templates. it’s just a big disaster. blech. yes, i know i need to get you all a decent update and the upcoming four day weekend is sure to produce it, assuming, of course, that i have time between […]
blog, blog, blog. everyone has a blog. i was just…
blog, blog, blog. everyone has a blog.
i was just getting caught up on my blog reading and was amazed at how many people actually have them. i don’t keep up with current events. i know that sounds quite lame, but it’s a habit that formed after last september and i haven’t broken it and don’t […]
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sometimes i lay in bed before getting up and dream up the ultimate computer network for our house. it involves a computer-run media center, many redundant terabytes backup drives and a big networked laser printer.
what can i say about this book? it's a lovely memoir of julia child's arrival in paris, her journey learning the language and discovering her life's passion in cooking.
the whole story is special to me, having grown up watching her show on television. mrs. child taught me a great many things about cooking (including the fact that mistakes are okay) and her warm, engaging style comes through in the text. i could hear her warbly voice in my head the entire time i was reading.
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