Where Dreams Come True
So, images. Strictly speaking, images are the coherence of light stimulus as presented to your mind. I am neither interested nor equipped to lecture anyone about optics and image recognition. I barely know the difference between a refractory index and a refractory period (a little science humor: badoomcha). No, I am chiefly concerned with images… Continue reading Image and Identity
On my way to work I discovered that I was not commuting alone. I had a tiny passenger with me; one who I had noticed stowed himself away several days prior. It was stinkbug. The Brown Marmorated Stink Bug, or as I like to call it, a Petebug. Truth be told, I have always had… Continue reading In Memoriam: James the Petebug
(Hey gang, make sure you read Part 1 first! - Ed.) It is at this point in the series that a logical break can be made. There is a deliberate shift from the more episodic early exploits into one great, contiguous adventure. I get the sense that by the 3rd-4th book, Rowling realized that she… Continue reading Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived (Part 2)