Where Dreams Come True
I read Harry Potter. The boy, the narrative, the myth, all seven books (It was seven, right?). It took me several weeks of setting aside time to sit down with the students of Hogwarts – but my task is done. I absolutely refuse to do any research to verify the claim I am about to… Continue reading Harry Potter: The Boy Who Lived (Part 1)
So I had the good fortune to pay a visit to the Brooklyn bazaar a couple days ago. It Is a fascinating place, full of sundry wears and exotic peoples. There were hipsters in their natural habitats, song, dance, good food, and all was merry. As in many things, there was a considerable amount of… Continue reading A Traveler’s Guide to Misanthropy
There comes a time in every man’s life when he needs a lamp. It is simply too dark a world for someone to thrive upon his inner light alone. Now, the choice of lamp is not one to be taken lightly. It should provide soft light, not too bright, preferably dimmable. The wavelength of the… Continue reading IKEA: There and Back Again