Monthly Archives: March 2008

Best Last Line Ever So Far

Phil Kloer is soldiering on. Though they’ve taken away his book-specific blog, he’s still making mostly regular posts about book-related topics in the AJC’s far more general ATLarts group blog. Today’s post is particularly good, all about American Book Review‘s listing of their top 100 last lines from novels — the list is a PDF,

Twenty Years Ago Today

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Haunting Virtual Libraries

We love books. Too much. This is probably no secret, particularly if you’ve seen our office. And our spare bedroom. And the living room. And the foyer. But trust me when I say that the current volume of books is a major improvement over the even greater number we had when we moved into the

Geek Rock

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Another Caturday

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My Minister Is Not Myself

I shouldn’t be so surprised to see so many who wish to graft the opinions of Rev Wright onto most famous member of his congregation. After all, there has been so little opportunity for scandal throughout the Obama campaign. But the accusations of associative racism (or worse, sedition) are manifestly ignorant, not to mention more

Considerata Dentata Addenda

As I rounded out my lunch, I pulled an apple from my bag. I turned it over in my hand until I found the inevitable sticker. Even organic fruit gets stickers. This one proclaimed an origin of Yakima, Washington. Cameo apples aren’t my favorite, but then, my favorite local apples have been curtailed by drought

Play This Or Play That

Cerberus Just Needed More Playtime Sunday afternoon, Nikki and I hopped in the car and headed to Ikea. Storage needs, let us show you them? Along the way, I needed two things: gas for the car and an ice cold Coke Zero* for me. So I stopped at the corner BP, one of about twenty

A Little History In A Handful Of Tickets

.flickr-photo { border: none 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Berry College Theatre Company Tickets, originally uploaded by grabbingsand. I found tickets for most of the shows I did while at Berry College. So naturally, I scanned them and put them

On Dungeons, Dragons, Imagination, Religion and Me

Gary Gygax is dead. He created Dungeons & Dragons in 1974. I never met him. But I owe him a debt of gratitude that requires some explanation. When I was a teenager, I was into Christian Rock up to my elbows. The genre seemed a reasonable compromise between the music I wanted to hear and