Angela and I enjoyed the most snow we’d seen all Winter during the first weekend of Spring. Angela and I celebrated our fourth anniversary a week late this year since she had to leave for a conference out in San Francisco on the day of. It’s more important that we did something rather than get… Continue reading Fourth Anniversary Getaway
Snowy Sunset by Jason Coleman.
I would just like to publicly apologize to everyone whom I’ve ever told that Chicken Marsala and Chicken Masala are the same dish. Angela finally admonished me upon further spreading such lies. I feel I’ve let you all down. For now on, I’ll consult with experts prior to spreading such culinary falsehoods.
Say Hi, George by Jason Coleman
Seed Magazine’s site is out of Beta today. That took less time than pretty much anything from Google and it looks loads better. One of the most interesting things is that their site is actually built on top of Movable Type (although WordPress would have been even cooler). Of course, doesn’t it make perfect sense… Continue reading Seed Magazine’s Site Is Out of Beta
Several months ago, I wrote a post about the use of cell phones on airplanes. I (rather smugly) concluded that there was no chance a cell phone would be able to interfere with the navigation systems on airplanes and therefore the FAA was just being a bunch of worry-warts. Well, it turns out I was… Continue reading How To Destroy An Airplane — Part II
Bradford Pear In Bloom by Jason Coleman.
This is sort of a response to a post at Kevin’s blog about photography and digital manipulation. I figured my activity on my own site has been a trickle lately, so I’d just post here instead of just leaving him a lengthy response. If you aren’t already reading Kevin and Katie’s blog, you should be.… Continue reading What My Lens Has Taught Me
The Guardian has a piece on spam poetry, or spoetry. I wrote about some of the better spoetry that I had recieved which was in the form of blog comment spam. The poetry there reminded me of Japanese Haiku, although it was longer so you couldn’t say it one breath. I still say it’s better… Continue reading Spoetry