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Friday, March 26, 2010 at 05:37PM Frank Gohlke's Grain Elevators
Maybe it was because of a story long ago told about a family accident involving a grain elevator, I'm not sure, but I've always been fascinated by these behemoths of the American countryside. As Gohlke himself puts it: As I gained my bearings, the grain elevators of the Midway began to draw my attention. Their scale, featureless surfaces, and simple repetitive forms gained a hold on my imagination that I could not fully comprehend. . . .
I'm Here: The Movie
After we watched a screening of the shorts winners at this year's Sundance, I wondered out loud where one goes to see short films these days and none of us could come up with a good answer, apart from "film festivals." But now Spike Jonze's I'm Here, a short I wrote about loving on the Sundance Festival blog, is available online for a limited number of viewings per day. (In other robot news… Robots! Robots! Robots! And did I ever tell you about the time a robot flirted with me?)
The Best 90s on the Internet (Besides Us)
Lately, whether it's in memoriam to the second demise of 97X/WOXY, or down to the feverish approach of High School Nostalgia Season, aka Spring, I've been dressing in my old 90s uniform of Chucks (the actual ones I wore in high school), jeans, a t-shirt, comfy button-down, ponytail, and possibly some eyeliner I forgot to wash off last night. The women at 90sWoman.com (which, at this point should probably be a permanent link around here) are aware that I'm not the only one who has been tempted by the flannel shirts on sale at Uniqlo, the 90s are back, and they have a list of other sites dedicated to the 90s to prove it.
Don't Blame the Dwarf!
I know that many of you who read this site already read Jim's site, but I also know how things can fly by you in your RSS feeder, and did you read this? Did you? Particularly the flier Jim and his friends handed out to passersby. The best thing I read all week.
the universe wobbles and the same is true of my ass
For this line: You spend the first half of your life waiting for your life to begin.
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