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Archive for February, 2006

Spontaneity

At 3:56 p.m., I found that Curious George started at 4:20 p.m. at a theater that typically is 20 minutes away from our house. Ben was still in his footy pajamas and I was in my lounging clothes (very similar to pajamas, but I don’t sleep in them). Don’t judge. It was a lazy, relaxing [...]

Have you ever heard a binaural recording?
If you’ve never heard one, then you are in for a treat. Put on headphones (or earbuds), and go to quiet american’s field recordings page. Highlights include Beach Rain, Children, and Frogs. Remember, do not use speakers. For best effect, close your eyes. You might end up snapping them [...]

There is no way a muffin should taste like this.
Thursday morning, I didn’t have any cereal ready for my Silk, so I grabbed a little cash from my nightstand cache (gotta love the hodgepodge that is the English language). If I left right then, I would have plenty of time to stop at the donut [...]

Look in the left center of this shot to get an idea how far back the flowers go. If you read my story “Talk With a Killer,” then you know why I posted this pic. My only other pics are on medium format negatives, and I have no idea where the prints are.
The only good [...]

“The moment you left the back yard, I dashed out the back gate and across the easement. It was swampy back there, and the borrowed boots were quite tight, but I reached her. I told her I saw her from across the way and that she was driving me crazy. I removed my shirt to [...]

“It was about seven years after the hotel incident,” Stivins said.
“That’s quite a long dry spell,” I said.
“Well, I am not some serial killer on a random rampage. To suggest such would be to cheapen me. Besides, a teenager living under his parents’ watchful eye, as I was, has much more difficulty hiding murderous actions.”
“I [...]

“I have killed before,” he said.
I looked up from the recorder. Surely I had heard that wrong. A slight, tight-lipped smile was on his face, and as I looked at him his eyebrows raised for a second before settling back down above his wide eyes. The flourescent overhead lighting reflected as highlights in his glistening [...]

Talk with a Killer

There was nothing groundbreaking about Jeff Stivins. People had killed with knives before.
“Blades came along far before gunpowder,” Jeff Stivins told me. “Guns and bombs get all the attention in the news lately, and in the movies.”
“Why do you think that is?” I asked. I made sure my recorder was working. It was a new [...]

Pic of the Week

Pic of the Week

I just can’t get enough of pictures by natural light. Or the boy, of course.

It’s funny how a post can take you in a totally different direction as you write it. I just can’t write without researching, and sometimes I can’t stand it.
One night a few years ago while my wife and I watched the final second-season episode of “The West Wing,” a young Jed Bartlet (Martin Sheen’s character) [...]

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