Something to remind yourself when things start to look bleak. Or maybe I’m the only one that suffers from this narrow focus…
Naaaahhh.
Anyway, a brief break for the fartsy stuff, since I don’t do art. Some are recent, some not so much – every once in a while I just have to post a string of images without a whole lot of oral background.
When I’m out with students, I don’t
For anyone, should they actually exist, who has been stopping by and not finding any new posts, I apologize. On occasion, circumstances inhibit sitting down and working on posts, and this particular occasion was a move. We are now in a new house!
I take no credit for this whatsoever it was all The Girlfriend’s accomplishment. Well, okay, that sounds like I didn’t even
A couple of pics from early yesterday morning, while it was cool and humid – I was going to put these up last evening but the internet went down. I haven’t been posting much, and this is likely to continue for a while, but I had the chance to chase a few images in the morning. I made an attempt to spot some of the juvenile mantids, since they’re photogenic when
Dire Straits was a band that, it’s safe to say, forged their own way right from the start. I’ve seen numerous people attempt to define their style, with little agreement, and I’m not even going to try they adopted whatever style suited their song and goals, at times introducing something inherently recognizable, while at others they borrowed and combined freely.
So, I made that previous post, checked it out in draft form, including (as always) all links and the embedded video. Everything worked fine. Published the post, went to the blog home page, and for some reason, the video wouldn’t load.
Played around a bit, checked the embed code, went back to the host site, and found a new layout of their clips, including another copy of the preview one I embedded.
I am contrite over not posting much (and the complaints are pouring in,) but between several projects, bad sinuses, and no motivation to write, those last two largely being related, I just haven’t been able to get anything out. I have a few things in draft form, just not too close at the moment.
Meanwhile, zefrank
When I was growing up, my dad had some record albums by a guy with the fabulous name of Babatunde Olatunji, who specialized in African drum music. This is almost a worthless statement African is a big place, with over 50 countries and dog knows how many different cultures, so “African drum music”
Many years ago I worked for an idiot landscaper, one that insisted the tiny little splash of color on his business cards had to be a precise shade of green – none other would do. Apparently he believed this made some difference, though somehow he never made the effort not to be an asshole I would have thought that might make more of an impression, but what
But I’d hoped.
I recently picked up a tablet PC to use for photography students and presentations, and of course I needed a case of some kind for it. While shopping around, I discovered that Walmart could do a custom case with my own photo printed on it, for not a whole lot more money than I’d pay for a plain case. I figured this would be a nice way to extend my ‘branding,’
So, I was skimming through my music collection tonight, and realized that more people should know about this song. Thus, I’m using the awesome power of this blog to reach untold thousands of readers (before I have to head out to collect my Pulitzer of course…)
Yes, this is music from the eighties. Yes, this is Duran Duran – bear with me. The album Rio presented some curious,