I invite you to raise your glasses to tinsel-clouded memories where the toy of the year was a Doodle Bear or Tickle Me Elmo. To the days when you (or at least my parents) made sure the house was stocked with a variety of batteries, lest you be tortured by the almost-ability to bust out the coolest gadget.
A Running Collection of Thoughts and Such
“The Truth of Nature” and Going Gaga Over Monet
Some of my earliest memories are sitting parked on a couch with my parents, pouring over some book or another. Recently, I've filled in the hazy parts of this memory with a bigass coffee table book of Monet paintings. (Ooh, just found it on ThriftBooks for $5 -- FIVE DOLLARS!) The vague splotches have always … Continue reading “The Truth of Nature” and Going Gaga Over Monet
Things I Am Surely Past My Prime For
As I've been looking over this goals list, I've had a few realizations that there are now some things I will not be able to accomplish, others I've lost interest in, and many more that I have physically and literally missed the mark for. I was skeptical at first, and then deeply saddened, but I … Continue reading Things I Am Surely Past My Prime For
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