30 March 2010


warm sun, tinkling wind chimes and chirping birds, the sweet scent of french toast from the open door to the kitchen. just what i need.

27 March 2010

hello, pollen:

today probably wasn't the best day for me to open up all of our windows and leave the house. i've returned to a thin layer of pollen coating everything here.

however, it was a perfect day for an early-morning interview, brunch with bradley, and a drive to giddings for pizza and ice cream and catch-up with bailey. the air is warm, the wildflowers are in bloom, and i'm pretty happy to be.

tomorrow, we're heading out to the hill country for a house-sitting gig. i'm considering it a vacation, an opportunity to clear my head and get some things done in quiet; looking forward to lots of reading, applying for jobs (round 2), long walks, cooking, sleeping with kitties, and (hopefully) a dip or two in the river. 

all of this will be followed by easter weekend at the beach with my family. looks like i'm getting a spring break (of sorts) after all. 

06 March 2010

04 March 2010

a nice sensation:

today was my first day of work. this evening, i biked down the street to waterloo icehouse to visit bradley and drink a cold shiner bock; there i was, relaxing and reading a book from the library, when i came across this passage:
There is a secret bond between slowness and memory, between speed and forgetting. Consider this utterly commonplace situation: a man is walking down the street. At a certain moment, he tries to recall something, but the recollection escapes him. Automatically, he slows down. Meanwhile, a person who wants to forget a disagreeable incident he has just lived through starts unconsciously to speed up his pace, as if he were trying to distance himself from a thing still too close to him in time.
In existential mathematics, that experience takes the form of two basic equations: the degree of slowness is directly proportional to the intensity of memory; the degree of speed is directly proportional to the intensity of forgetting. 
as i unconsciously dog-eared the page, i was surprised at how smoothly and easily it bent under my index finger; the words must have similarly struck at least a half-dozen readers before me.

02 March 2010

so i made a tumblr:

and it was probably an unwise decision, but i come across so many beautiful, inspiring things every day, and weheartit.com is so finicky and slow to process the images that i "heart," so tumblr seems to be a decent and more aesthetically pleasing alternative for compiling them. 
check it out here if you're interested.

(photograph by anna verlet, via we love you so.)