the general if mild exhaustion of this month feels pretty normal by now. but it is Thanksgiving week at last. there shall be time for sleepi...

Field Notes sends me emails every so often (it's okay, I invited them to), almost always on Wednesdays, announcing the random Wednesda...

this week has brought the first cold rains of the season. half of October stayed quite warm and muggy, but autumn is properly settling in n...

no courses to describe this time around. just teaching some of same old things, working on learning how to be a real academic. this is t...

the very oldest old draft in my blogger file of draft blogposts was last edited sometime in 2011. only that is no longer true-- I am editing...

I finished reading Station Eleven thismorning. the end wound me around itself like a spring and then at the end I bounced away, eager to re...

this is the nine hundred and fortieth post, if blogger's internal number-tickers are to be trusted. I'm writing it from the chair ...

fuel coffeeshop. a few Fridays ago. not pictured:  Divining a Digital Future: Mess and Mythology in Ubiquitous Computing , with accompany...

traveling is a thing I very much love, and I've been pretty lucky to find a million excuses for indulging in it, so I am not surprised t...

there are folders and notebooks and stacks of my old schoolwork practically decomposing in boxes in closets in my parents' basement. tom...

I bought my meager bits of furniture from some of the nicest people. they delivered all of it to my house. they were friendly and sent good...

I've mentioned before that I get a bit obsessed with notebooks. most of the blank ones I mentioned way back when are still empty , accom...

fieldnotes , one of the sponsors for the tournament of books, decided they would send out a few prizes to some lucky people who happened to ...

I guess I should tell you, I am notebooking things in tumblr now. Ira Glass on Storytelling . the latest addition over there is this ve...

everyone and their yapping newborn puppy has been posting screenshots of google+ over the past few days. it's not that I feel left out, ...

earlier this week, as a break between quizzing myself on analogies and quantitative comparisons , I dipped myself into Walt Whitman's Le...

today is St. Patrick's Day, and fittingly, I have spent most of it with Flogging Molly in my head. it's their song "If I Ever L...

I have been writing. reading also, in short unfocused moments, but mostly writing. stumbling after the siren calls of all those notebooks ...

a while back I finally broke down and ordered me some of those astonishingly popular little notebooks . a set of the grey winter-colored one...

I made a piñata for halloween. all you need: one large balloon about six layers of torn up newsprint some flour some water two whole bowlful...