Archives » February, 2004

February 8, 2004

Bonus picture of the day

Roommates

February 3, 2004

Tuesday Roundup

John C. Dvorak on the idea of Americans receiving honorary knighthoods from the British Crown:

A U.S. president accepting a Knighthood? It’s ridiculous. What next? Al Sharpton joining the KKK?

Also today: Airports have been selling confiscated nail clippers and scissors on eBay. This has created a new breed of entrepreneur who buys these items in bulk and then sells them back to the public, sometimes even back to the very people who they were confiscated from. Fire departments get cheap Swiss army knives, schools get cheap scissors, and middlemen make a few bucks. It sounds like the only losers are the people dumb enough to think they can bring a hammer on an airplane.

And a while ago I wrote about Future Young Thinker of Tomorrow #2 who was playing with gasoline and ended up getting himself caught on fire. Well, now charges have been brought against his friend, Future Young Thinker of Tomorrow #3, who was found with a lighter and is accused not only of lighting the kid on fire, but also teasing him while he burned, telling him to lie to police, and stopping him from getting to a cell phone for four hours. He, of course, denies it.

This is our future, folks. Might as well blow up the planet now.

February 1, 2004

Hebetude

In one of those moments when you expect to open up the dictionary and find your own picture, I came across Wednesday’s Word of the Day: hebetude: Mental dullness or sluggishness. That’s exactly what I’ve been feeling lately. There’s no real reason behind it that I can tell, just kind of a sense of quietly drifting along from one day to the next. I’m spending a lot of time taking care of Sam, and doing a lot of good old fashioned computer building and Windows installing at work. But when it comes down to doing something creative, or carrying on a converstation, or anything involving words and original thought, there’s just nothing there. Nothing’s caught my interest enough to write about, and I’m now two months behind on the Ormsby House gallery. Sammy’s photoblog has been easy to keep up with, since that just involves picking out a pretty picture and dropping it in Movable Type. The captions has been getting pretty thin, though.

I’m just in a deep creative dry spell, and that’s bad since my creativity is usually pretty parched to begin with. Something will come along to perk me up out of it, I’m sure. But things might be dead around here until that happens. In the meantime, look to the blogroll for some people who aren’t currently slumping.