We’re not quite twee enough to actually own a bearded dragon, but more than twee enough to send our kids to the kind of school that would ask us to foster one for the summer. With the kids, I lean really hard on the idea that the lizard is a guest and not a toy.… Continue reading Questionable animal husbandry
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Grasshopper, but make it steampunk.
Eastern Lubber grasshopper, Brookgreen Gardens, Murrells Inlet, SC. I had no idea what it was when I first saw it, but I showed my 8-year-old son a picture and he identified it immediately. I assumed he had mistaken something else for the word “lubber” but no, as usual when it comes to R. and animals,… Continue reading Grasshopper, but make it steampunk.
“Witness increases the cost of ignorance.
It increases the cost of sabotage and blamelessness, which might bring people to your side who would enter awareness if the cost had not been made so high, and which raises the ideological overhead of blameless people whose main goal is avoiding the lower costs of repair so they can profit from the higher cost… Continue reading “Witness increases the cost of ignorance.
Accountabilipost
I put myself on a regimen after Labor Day: 60,000 new words of Heatstroke Heartbeat by the end of the year. (Heatstroke Heartbeat is the third installment in a quartet about the illegal underground dragon-racing scene in the city of Yemareir; the first two books, Brimstone Slipstream and Windburn Whiplash are awaiting cover art before… Continue reading Accountabilipost
Strawberry Blonde
Tonight’s writing fuel. Part of a mixed-four pack procured from Capitol Cider House at the DC Farmers’ Market on our way back from Myrtle Beach. It’s hard to find actual dry cider in New Jersey; this is it, and it’s good. “Strawberry Blonde.”
New exoskeleton who dis
Spotted at the Nash County Rest Area in Dortches, North Carolina, USA. I’ve never actually seen a just-emerged cicada before, and the lightness of its coloration makes it hard to tell what kind it is. But the Internet says there’s a thing called a “dog day cicada” that lives in North Carolina, and I’m a… Continue reading New exoskeleton who dis
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
For reasons, I’ve been driving a car without my usual presets or a Bluetooth link, which I guess is a good way to discover radio? I ran into WDVR‘s Wednesday morning show, “Loose Threads,” which I stuck with long enough to hear a vaguely Fleetwood Mac song I don’t remember, a cover of “Girl from… Continue reading Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
We now return to
It’s the day after Labor Day, when kid cameos are on everyone’s Instagram feed. Because I fundamentally believe the human condition is that of a word-soaked meat sponge plus incidentals, I’ll share my son’s homework assignment instead. I cannot get over this kid. The first day of school was soaked with rain, but three kids… Continue reading We now return to
A pause
Clouds over the parking lot, Richard J. Hughes Justice Complex, Trenton. (Not shown: The parking lot. You should thank me.) I’m on vacation until Labor Day. I know this thing hasn’t been around long enough to become appointment reading for anybody, but I’ll declare a pause if only as an implicit declaration of intent to… Continue reading A pause
Pearl
Pearl, by Brian Michael Bendis & Michael Gaydos. I ended up choosing an image that highlights the art rather than the writing — in an alternate universe, this post has a two-page spread where the Endo twins go back and forth about Rumor Endo’s idée fixe of a “porn mall.” If your library system offers… Continue reading Pearl