Sorry for this Cheese E. joke.

Or entropy or ennui.  Seriously, have you ever been there?

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“Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Act I, Scene IV,” Henry Fuseli, 1796

Engraving.

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“The Cube,” Odilon Redon, 1880

Charcoal drawing.

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Hai-chi? Tai-ku?

practice the ancient
art of combining haiku
with Tai Chi — hai-chi.



*A college pal suggested to me that “Tai-ku” might actually be the better portmanteau here.  I admit he’s got a point.

“Happiness is a byproduct of function …”

“Happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose, and conflict; those who seek happiness for itself seek victory without war.”

—  William S. Burroughs



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Darwin’s bus station.

Construction proceeds slowly but surely off Campbell Avenue at the site of the now-extinct bus station.

I love the phrase “extinct bus station” — like it was too big and slow to adapt, and stone age hunters ran it down to oblivion.



Come on, Baby, light my fire.

A woman I know is into Wicca (or Druidism, possibly?). I don’t know. She needed a lighter for a candle-light … thing, I dunno. Maybe it’s the Equinox again. Girls like her have an Equinox they can invoke anytime they feel like getting witchy. Last year, there were like seven of them.

Anyway, she asked me to pick her up a lighter. I stopped off at a service station before I met up with her.

This is the lighter the dude behind the counter handed me. I did not request it. Nor did I notice the artwork until I handed it to my friend for her ritual. It was awkward, is all I’m saying.

There were plenty of regular, plain lighters behind the counter! Why did he hand me this one?!



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Cover to “Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight” #60, Norm Breyfogle, 1994

DC Comics.

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Weighing in here about Twitter.

I think the user experience on Twitter has definitely deteriorated somewhat since Elon Musk took over the company — at least it has for me.  It just looks like the algorithms have changed for what appears in my newsfeed (or the scroll, whatever).

I seem to be reading far fewer tweets from people I want to hear from, and far fewer tweets that I enjoy.  I’m reading vague yet grandiose religious tweets … if you know me at all, you know that those don’t appeal to me.

And I’m being targeted by spam in tweets for the first time ever.  It’s happened only a couple of times, though — so I shouldn’t complain too much.

Maybe I shouldn’t bitch at all.  Twitter is free.  (And, no, I don’t think I’ve ever made a purchase due to advertising on the site.)

But I will say this — it definitely isn’t as fun as it used to be.



“Abtei im Eichwald,” Caspar David Friedrich, circa 1810

“The Abbey in the Oakwood.”  Oil on canvas.

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