Apr 262012
 

Dear T, U and V,

I must apologize for missing your days. You all are perfectly wonderful letters and I do not want to sell you short. Sadly, I’m afraid I must.

Each day that I fall another letter behind, the pressure to catch up increases. Then I do what I often do. I imagine how much time it will take to write so many posts, I become overwhelmed, and I freeze because I haven’t even decided which of your aspects I want to write about.

So, I’m sorry that you three in particular must suffer because of my shortcomings. All I can do is hope you see it in your hearts to forgive me.

For what it’s worth, I intend to honor each of you in time. Please know you are all special letters who deserve so much more than what follows. I trust that you will remain strong through this difficult time.

Love,

Random

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Brooklyn Museum Letter T, James TissotT is for The

The. It’s a tremendously useful word, yet so easy to take for granted.

Sometimes ‘the’ is small, as when designating a specific one of a group. “Man is strange.” “The man is strange.” “Bill went hunting deer.” “Bill went hunting the deer.”

Then there’s the big ‘The’ as in The Hulk. That has much more oomph than just Hulk, which sounds like an odd first name. “Hi, my name is Hulk. Hulk Johnson.” It even outdoes a Hulk because The says that this Hulk is not just one of a kind. He’s the one and only.

(T is also for Time, which I’m running out of.)

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Brooklyn Museum Letter U, James TissotU is for Un-

Un is a a fun prefix. Sometimes it means not, as in unfaithful. Other times it means to reverse, as in undo. Still other times it can be confusing.

What’s the difference between uninterested and disinterested* as in, “Have you ever read a post you were more uninterested/disinterested in?”

(U is also for Urgent, which this post is rapidly becoming.)

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Brooklyn Museum Letter V, James TissotV is for Vague

I’m sure I could write lots of stuff about this useful word, but I have some things to get to so maybe I’ll have to get back to it sometime later.

(V is also for Vivace, used in music to indicate a fast and lively tempo, which I need to get caught up, which I nearly am, and which has led me to this vile violation of a sentence that I’ll put out of our misery right now.)

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* If you have a copy of Garner’s Modern American Usage, I encourage you to read about this under the “disinterested; uninterested” entry. The gist is that common usage has blurred the distinction between the two words so that many use them interchangeably.

But Garner says, “…the distinction is still best recognized and followed because disinterested captures a nuance that no other word quite does.”

My take on his point is that ‘disinterested’ speaks less to an attitude (as in lack of interest) and more to being unaffected by. As Garner says, “A disinterested observer is not merely ‘impartial,’ but has nothing to gain from taking a stand on the issue in question.”

This may be one of those times when I feel sad that our use of language appears to be making ‘disinterested’ at best obsolete and at worst, redundant.


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Apr 182012
 

Ba dum chhh.

Do you know how tempting it was to just have this be a blank post? You know, that I’d put off finishing until later… Right.

So many P-words I could write about. So many I am nearly Paralyzed trying to Pick the Perfect one. Pah! I’ll keep it simple.

Patterns

This may not fit the most precise definition of the word, but here is a photo I took along the Bellingham waterfront that to me exhibits a lot of patterns in the sense of repeated motifs. They’re in the boardwalk, the waves, the rocks, the remnants of of the supports, and even the driftwood. Of course, patterns are everywhere if you look for them. How many can you count in this picture?

Bellingham Bay patterns

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Poetry

Since it’s National Poetry Month, and I’ve already tainted the artform a couple times this month, I may as well continue the trend here with a sort of anti-ode to poetry itself.

Poetry
such a waste
of paper
ink words

When was
the last time
a poem
saved a life
or a love

And what of
that poet
making
purple
word messes
all to
say the obvious
in a
clever (stilted) way

Better to
stay with
the tried and true
noun verb
adjective
in clear order

Leave that
fluffy stuff
to the clouds

 

Or, possibly one more, just to leave a positive taste in your mouth.

 

Drowning

Coloring book sailboats
By a lucky bob I surface
and grab the post gracious
and safe
I scream


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Aug 262011
 

For crying out loud, I don’t know why I chose pen as the perfect thing. Now I have to take a picture of my pen. Just a sec. Okay, thanks for waiting.

Fountain pen tip
Years ago, I wrote by hand. I liked the portability and ease of a journal and pen. But I was frustrated by the tools — especially the pen. I finally realized it was a texture thing. After buying many different pens, I found that a fountain pen was the most satisfying.

Green fountain pen
A fountain pen added a tactile component to writing that I really liked. It even gave me some control over the flow of the ink.After a year or two, I barely used pen and paper at all because I was writing on the computer.

The thing is, this isn’t about the pen. I could have just as easily written The perfect organizer or The perfect journal or The perfect software. You get the picture.I’ve searched for all of these, and in each case, that perfect tool was going to be the key to some kind of success. In the past, I’ve always come close to finding something “perfect” but, in most cases, once I obtained it, I just thought of something else that I needed.

My most recent quest was for a small notebook and pen to carry around with me. The notebook and pen idea comes from advice given to writers:  Always be ready to jot down an idea; you never know when a great idea will come to you. This advice seems especially relevant because, with this blog, I’m writing more often and can really use those random ideas that pop into my head when I’m far from home.

So, without further ado, here is the perfect notebook and pen system:

Flip Notes pad and pen
It may not be obvious, but the case is made of metal. Also, this is roughly the size of a deck of playing cards.

The pen acts like a “pin” that holds the notebook’s cover closed. Once removed, the cover flips open as shown in the next picture.

Flip Notes open notepad

Whether this is the perfect tool or not, I still think it’s cool. (By the way, it’s called Flip Notes. Or would it be Flip Note?)

Whatever. The clever sneaky thing about the quest for the perfect tool is that it kinda sorta resembles actually working on something useful. It’s easy to miss how these quests might just be a creative waste of time.

Except, this time it’s different. Really.


Coming soon: the Hargadine Cemetery

I explored a new cemetery yesterday. It was one of the most interesting cemeteries I’ve even seen. Of course I took a bunch of pictures and will be posting them soon.

Aug 082011
 

I read that the first post in a blog usually sucks, so I decided to get it over with.

Call me Random. For some reason, I’ve always liked the idea of the word ‘random’ used for a name – ever since I first read Nine Princes in Amber by Roger Zelazny. (You can read more about me on the About Random page.)

But enough about me. Let’s talk about this first post thing. It’s been lurking in my head (and on my hard drive) for over a week, yet only now am I getting it posted.

You see, I’m a procrastinator, so the process of getting this post to this point went something like this:

[Random has a conversation with himself…]

Random1:  Hey, if the first post usually sucks anyway, I’ll just put some quick thing up and get it out of the way.

Random2:  Right. Except… don’t you want us to make a good first impression?

Random1:  Well, that’s true, I suppose. But no, I like the idea of the first post sucking! It’s really very freeing!

Random2:  Uh-huh. So, do you mean we should make it really suck? Like over the top, go for it kind of thing?

Random1:  Ha ha, that’d be fun!

Random2:  But, do we want to set that kind of precedent?

[Grows distracted by cats. Stops writing for the day. Word count: 0]

Fluffy white demon cat lying on floor
Distracting demon cat being all distracting. Plus, fuzzy.

[Several days pass. I’m busy unpacking and setting up our new house. Tuesday arrives.]

Random1:  Finally! I have my computer hooked up. We have internet. I’ve got time to take a break and get that first post cranked out.

Random2:  Good idea! Where were we? Oh yeah, sucky first post.

Random1:  You know, we’re in the middle of this move to a new city in a new state. Why don’t I write about that?

Random2:  True, lots of stuff to write about there. Oh! We can post photos of Ashland! Hm, too bad we haven’t had time to take any yet.

Random1:  Well, next time I take a break, I’ll grab the camera.

[A couple days pass. During that time I often think of the first post. I remember I need to take some pictures. I make a mental note. Then I think, first I should synchronize the photos between my two computers. More days pass. Word count: 0]

Random1:  This is ridiculous! It’s Sunday night and I want to get going by tomorrow. Start on a Monday. It’s a good starting day. It can be the first “Story Start Monday!”

Random2:  Oh, good point, yeah! Let’s read what we have so far. [reads through what had been written] Oh, this is no good.

Random1:  Fine, then I’ll just write something random!

Random2:  Great! But, will you do both a first post and a Story Start?

Random1:  (sighs)

[Begins typing this sucky first post…]

Random2:  Maybe add a photo?

Random1:  A photo of what? Nothing goes with… Fine, here you go:

Bike trail sign

Who knows what direction this blog will go?