So the duck post is a little screwy, lately. I’ll do a new version over the weekend. It’s overdue. First, please check this out and watch the video: Second… I rewarded myself for having cleared the Big Presentation by buying … Continue reading
Category Archives: journal
23 hours until the Big Presentation. I’m about halfway prepared, I think. I gave it a good effort yesterday evening and into the night. But then I received an email from our building VP asking for my vote on a … Continue reading
I took the Fantom (my kickass cross bike) up riverside drive from office to the other and just arrived. There’s no one here and the AC is great. The sound of this office is perfect. Here, I’ll record while I … Continue reading
Sometimes I come home and I don’t recognize the smell of my apartment. It’s as if I’m entering someone else’s living space. I look around and recognize things, objects, but like the scent, they too seem to be without history. … Continue reading
Chestnut eats 68 hotdogs and the nation breathes a sigh of relief. The heat index is up, with 300 record high temperatures set for the month of June and now we’re at July 5 and it’s in the mid-90s again. … Continue reading
The weekend was eggs-on-car-hood-not-fried-but-burned-completely and this entire week is supposed to be don’t-touch-the-pavement-with-bare-feet-unless-you’re-a-shaman. Perhaps the summer prognosis. I did fine with it. I found sun screen that smells ok and the idea of liquid armor is nice. I played some … Continue reading
The piston day end ended nicely with good noodles, a good flop around in a semi-park, a short observation of hoards of people swing dancing at Lincoln Center, and some later evening hummus before heading home. Firstly, the noodles: This … Continue reading
Most of the paper done on coffee and snacks late last night. A little zombic today but worth it so I don’t have to stress about it during the day. I still need to finish it, but it shouldn’t be … Continue reading
A laborer uses his body. A craftsman uses his body and his mind. An artist uses his body, his mind, and his heart. The weekend was fast and fun. As usual, the abruptness of Monday morning has me at the … Continue reading
“It’s not the daily increase but daily decrease. Hack away at the unessential.” Bruce Lee The first time I read that was in the book Bruce Lee wrote while he was recovering from a broken back. I was probably about … Continue reading

