And I swear, the next round of pots are NOT going to be for ice cream! In fact I’ve already made a large bowl for fruit and a huge cup. (Applause.) Some from this week, including my Clover Bowl in honor of St. Paddy:
March, 2009 Monthly archive
Hugh posted this via Facebook, which I thought was great — a little primer for you all about why my ma’s house foreclosed and why the presidential candidates kept going on about Main Street/Wall Street. I can’t say I understand everything after watching it once, but it helped. (Ignore the offensive part about the sub-prime family characterized by overweight, smoking vector-people with an abundance of crying babies. Not an accurate depiction! Geeze!)
Until I dig myself out of the Hole of Unending Work that I’ve been sucked into these past few weeks, there won’t be much interesting stuff on this blog, so you might as well get your edumacation on while you wait for me to become interesting again:
The Crisis of Credit Visualized from Jonathan Jarvis on Vimeo.
Thanks to the interweb, I now have proof that all people in Pennsylvania talk like me — expect the results for “Florida”, which I pronounce Flarr-i-dah.
(View the dialect survey results in your state).
J. and I walked to the Buddhist Cultural Center for lunch, and I made her pose near the beautiful and well-lit graffiti…
