Anodyne
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
 
I worried for a while about the blown out highlights & apparent disorganization.  But that was what I saw, & Virginia & Pete & Gordon & Lee all said not to worry.
 





Monday, July 24, 2017
 

Rose, Scat & some new friends on the Nanaimo waterfront.
Friday, July 21, 2017
 

Monday, July 17, 2017
 

This whole long beautiful song, but specifically the pianist & bassist's performances.
Saturday, July 15, 2017
 
Obituary: William E. Fredeman

"If he was a hard taskmaster to others, he was even more so to himself. There were those who disliked what they took to be his arrogance, and feared the merciless criticism that he could bestow on work that fell below his own high standards. As a researcher, he was in the first class; no detail was too slight or remote to escape him (his eyes, enlarged behind the spectacles he always wore, were like a searchlight that penetrated the darkest and furthest corners of his work)."

I took Victorian Poetry, for purposes I now can't recall, at 8:30am M, W, F some time in the late 80s.  WEF was my grumpy and only grudgingly positive instructor, from whom I received an eventual A & an admonition not to drink coffee with sugar and cream in it.  "You don't want coffee boy, you want syrup."
 
Handy Craigslist Book Quantity Converter-Translator

“a few books” = two books

“some books” = three books

“books” = “My sister-in-law has the books, she’ll be here around 3.”

“lots of books” = two small boxes of books

“tons of books” = three medium size boxes of books

“books, books, and more books” = one small bookcase of books

“literally thousands of books” = two medium size bookcases of books

(via the Abebooks dealer-only message board)
Friday, July 14, 2017
 

Guess I'd be more concerned if I actually owned a phone.
 

Thrilled to be shortlisted for the 2017 Rrose Katt National Arts Prize!
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
 

Today's photographs courtesy Ma & Pa Brayshaw & Harbour Air.  Coming atcha Pete!  Over Point Atkinson brisk wind down Howe Sound & the whole Otter shakes, rolling, in the air.  Gina's just an overpriced shell of its former self, but Gabriel's adroitly picking up the slack.  Many ex-Culley volumes on display @ Literacy Nanaimo.  & on Newcastle I saw the famous albino raccoon.
 

 

Newcastle, 2017
 


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