Geesh.

This week can't be over quick enough. If I ever have kids their summers will be so jam packed with awesome activities that I won't have a chance to regret making them. Ughhhhh.

WTHF

And then a weekend of loveliness. Whooop.

A Man Named Pearl

Today I went to the Morton Arboretum. Gosh I love trees. In addition to miles and miles of trees, plants, and lakeage they have an awesome library that has books over 500 years old! Anyway they have an exhibit right now called Flora! Illuminated (I know, terrible name) buuut, I'm a sucker for old plant and vegetable prints. So, I went to the website to check out some of the prints and discovered this lovely gem:

I know. I am a cheese for overcoming adversity stories. I won't lie, I have a crush on Pearl and his story makes me feel really warm inside. Especially this quotation:

“Gardening books will tell you that some of these things in my garden can’t be done, but I had never read them when I got started. Not knowing ahead of time that something is supposed to be impossible often makes it possible to achieve. I didn’t have any limitations because I really didn’t know anything about horticulture. I just figured I could do whatever I wanted with any plant I had.”

I'm glad people like this exist in the world.

Neo New Wave

Paul Mitchel is the brilliant mind behind Patron. Hair and tequila, ew. Actually, I want to go to Beauty Bar sometime ha ha. School doesn't start (for the boys) for another two weeks. I'm not sure I'm going to make it. Today I hauled another piece of wood from the side of the road. It's big. I really am slowly populating an apartment I may never inhabit. How can the month of August be moving so fast and so slow? I guess it doesn't matter. I think I've been watching too much television lately. My. Brain. Feels. Weird.

Anglo Saxon Disease! Get Vaccinated!

This is one of the smartest ways I've ever seen sharpies used in my entire life.

Xposted from Social Design Notes. The others are great too! Watch them here.

I also have a desk now, so I'd like to think that my output will be far greater than in the past months. I mean I'm writing now aren't I? Speaking of writing, a few call to words:

Constraint: 100 words about sex that don't include words about sex!

Also, my old friend Edwin is putting out a Journal of short prose poems called Drupe Fruits. Email me for extended details, but this is the jist, open to all creative souls:

"This is a call for short prose poems of no more than 175 words to appear in a journal entitled “drupe fruits”. feel free to play around within the paragraph medium, indent or don’t, break paragraphs conventionally or unconventionally, you know... do your thing.

The appeal to the form comes from its narrative possibility coupled with its poetic thrift and attention, its acknowledgement of the paragraph as self-fullfilling and innately distilled, and for an acknowledgment of the natural cadence and musicality of language without line breaks, and blank space common of poetic work.

Please send 1-5 pieces to plumperries@gmail.com, along with a very short and lively bio of no more than two sentences. submissions due by sept. 15th, 2010 for issue #1."

Do it, you won't?

KSJ, doesn't my new template remind you of My Life Without Me? That's why I chose it. <3

Why do you pray on your knees?

Learning the difference between ego and egotistical, selfish and self interest. Wading through the summer with an eye for error. Argh.

In other news, I'm free from the shackles of Microbiology!!!! Got out alive and with a B to boot! Something should happen now right?