With Halloween just around the corner, here are some horrors that cousin Shari and I saw while exploring the cemeteries of Butler County, PA. These are not for the timid, so read on at your peril.
Seven. Now there’s a number filled with symbolic meaning. God created the universe in seven days, there are seven deadly sins, seven virtues, seven sacraments. There’s the “seventh heaven,” as well as seven hells and seven days of the week. Seven seas and seven musical notes. Seven branches on a Menorah, and the book of [...]
I didn’t really realize I was supposed to remember, until I read about it being remembered in the paper yesterday morning. So here’s what I remember.
Late afternoon, Midtown Manhattan, the lights and my computer go out. I look out my office door, all the lights and all the computers are out. So is my phone. So are the lights out on the street and in the offices across the way…
Last week ten previously unseen photos of Hiroshima, taken by an unknown Japanese photographer immediately after the bombing, were released by the Hoover Archives. Most of the photos we’ve seen of the aftermath are either sanitized, showing a sterile landscape from which everything has been simply removed, like this one:
Edmund Hillary, dead at 88. He crossed over the last great frontier — at least the last great frontier here on Earth.
Via Kottke an, um, analysis of the Lands’ End catalog.
I wondered if the art director had this all in mind. I wondered if this guy needs to get out more.
Today one of their catalogs landed in the mailbox again. But it (apparently) wasn’t this one.
One of the spots I frequently do travelogues from, South Mountain Reservation, was the scene of a very scary happening today. A friend of mine was walking her dogs up there and stumbled across some paramilitary types shooting automatic weapons at trees. You can read the whole thing here.
I know the writer of this [...]
This is the inside of the cap of a bottle of Jones Soda I had with lunch today.
Here’s hoping for a big improvement over 2006…
If you haven’t yet read this story, you must. Late last month a Boeing 737 and a private jet sideswiped each other over the Amazon rain forest. The 737 went down with no survivors. The private jet made an emergency landing at a military airstrip, and all survived. Among them was Joe Sharkey, a business-travel columnist for The New York Times, and his story is riveting.
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