Rule no. 1:
Take a pencil to write with on aeroplanes. Pens leak. But if the pencil breaks, you can’t sharpen it on the plane, because you can’t take knives with you. Therefore: take two pencils.The Guardian has further rules from five more writers.
Margaret Atwood’s rules for writers (Guardian)
Is there work from J.D. Salinger to come? His daughter, writing of her father’s house:
Though I’ve visited his house for more than thirty years now, I’ve never seen his closet or his bathroom. His bedroom, bath, and study are in an L off the kitchen. The door is kept locked. I’ve been invited inside maybe two or three times in my life when he wanted to show me something in his study. Once it was some new bookshelves he was thrilled with. Another time to show me a new filing system he had thought up for the material in one of his safes. A red mark meant, if I die before I finish my work, publish this “as is,” blue meant publish but edit first, and so on.
Margaret A. Salinger, Dream Catcher: A Memoir (New York: Washington Square Press, 2000), 307.
Before a concert:
“They’re old lady clothes, and I’m not an old lady yet.”
Elaine and I guessed that the speaker was at least seventy. More power to her.
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I don’t think I’ve ever seen a can of sardines that wasn’t marked Product of Morocco (or Norway or Portugal). But now the American sardine industry is no more:
Sardine cannery closure marks the end of a U.S. industry (WCSH)
Thelonious Monk spent his final years in Weehawken, New Jersey, living in the house of his friend Pannonica de Koenigswarter. He took an occasional walk in the neighborhood and a very occasional trip into the city. But most of the time he was lying in bed like Brian Wilson did:
His daily routine rarely varied. He would wake up, shower, don some of his finest threads only to lie back in bed to nap, stare at the ceiling, or watch TV — he developed a fondness for game shows like The Price Is Right.Kelley’s biography is an exhaustive trek through the itinerary of Monk’s life as a performing musician. At times Monk gets lost in the blur of dates, place names, and changes in personnel. But Kelley offers genuine revelations — about Monk’s family life, his familiarity with the classical piano repertoire, his interest in getting a hit (“Ruby, My Dear” was one such effort), and the craven practices of the record business.
Robin D.G. Kelley, Thelonious Monk: The Life and Times of an American Original (New York: Free Press, 2009), 443.
Joseph Stack, the man who flew a plane into a building in Austin, Texas, today, appears to have been the owner of the website Embedded Art.
[From a “whois” domain-name lookup.]
Embedded Art offered firmware and software development.
[The website has been taken down. Stack’s statement is available at The Smoking Gun.]
[Photograph by Michael Leddy.]
A piece of local signage, with what must be two British spellings. Yipes.
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“Collage”
Debri
“Iceburg Lettuce”
No job too small
One morning last week, I somehow imagined Fred Rogers singing to college students:
The Essay Writing SongThanks, Mister Rogers.
Work hard on your essay, so it will be good.
Work hard on your essay, for it’s understood
That writing in college takes plenty of time.
Work hard on your essay, and things will be fine.
[Johnny Costa plays a half-chorus piano solo while Mister Rogers feeds the fish.]
For writing an essay takes plenty of time.
Work hard on your essay, for your sake and mine.
I got around to watching Apple’s iPad demo yesterday, and it confirmed the thought that had already been running around my brain: the iPad is meant for college students.
Consider the name. For a student who already owns an iPod, the name alone makes the new device sound like a logical next step.
Consider the timing. Coming in late March (Wi-Fi) and April (3G), the iPad looks like a perfect high-school graduation present.
Consider the price. For a family sending a daughter or son to college, the iPad is an attractive alternative to a low-end Windows laptop (and half the price of a MacBook). If the iPad carries an educational discount, it becomes an even more appealing purchase. As e-textbooks become more common, the iPad makes a Kindle superfluous. And an absence of heavy-duty programs poses no problem: a student who needs Excel or Word can always find it (and a printer) in a college computer lab. (Then again, Microsoft could develop an iPad version of Office.)
Consider, finally, posture. As I’ve toyed with the idea of buying an iPad, I’ve been vexed by the question of how I might use the dang thing. I’ve imagined sitting, ankle on knee, with my legs falling asleep. I’ve imagined sitting on tiptoes, so to speak, legs slightly lifted to keep the machine from sliding off my lap. And then it hit me: the iPad is perfect for the posture I see every day in college hallways: sitting on the floor, back to wall, legs extended or pulled up into an inverted V.
And sure enough, the iPad demo shows a sweatshirted, denim-panted male stretched on a sofa, his legs pulled up into an inverted V. He reappears in a chair, his legs pulled up again (propped against a convenient table, I suppose).
The market that the iPad is to conquer: college students. That’s my hunch. (Now let’s see if I’m right.)
One thing that puzzles me: Apple’s demo says that the iPad offers the best browsing, e-mail, movie, and photo experiences. Shouldn’t the iPad function as a gateway drug, leading the user to a (more expensive) Mac? I suspect that anyone who’s charmed by the iPad’s elegance and decides to get a Mac will not be worried by the contradiction. Reality distortion field and all that.
[If you watch the video, look closely at 2:23–2:43. See how little those legs move? The iPad in practice will probably be a shakier proposition.]
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Once upon a time, human beings were of three kinds: male, female, and androgynous. They had four hands, four legs, and two faces on a single head on a single neck. Zeus split each of these human beings in two, and so each half longed for its other. Aristophanes explains it all in Plato’s Symposium:
“This, then, is the source of our desire to love each other. Love is born into every human being: it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature. . . .Happy Valentine’s Day to all.
“[W]e used to be complete wholes in our original nature, and now ‘love’ is the name for our pursuit of wholeness, for our desire to be complete.”
