Posts filed under 'Simple Pleasures'
I’m Sensations (New Years Eve)
Happy 2008. I’m still on my Tommy kick, although the title is not so obvious this time. Alexandra says: 2008 is great. It even rhymes. Our toast last night was for 2008 to be better than 2007, no matter how good 2007 was. I decided to have a sensual New Year’s Eve; here are some of my experiences: […]
Continue Reading 1 comment January 1, 2008
See me. Hear me. Touch me. Heal me.
I’ve turned various powders into something tangible, something that feels good, sustenance you can hold in your hand. I wish I had an excuse to bake more often. I need that practice, if I am ever going to open my own bakery. Sadly, dear reader, my bread is not something I can readily share with you. (Unless […]
Continue Reading 3 comments December 27, 2007
Photos of Three Simple Pleasures
A few days ago, I found myself with a disposable camera and a few pictures left to take. I snapped these on my way to the camera store where I had it developed: […]
Continue Reading Add comment November 12, 2007
Photos from my Home
This post has pictures of my home. This one is misleading, because today is not a sunny day. One should take pictures on sunny days, but this is the Northwest. C’est la vie. So here is a sunflower. [...]
Continue Reading 3 comments September 4, 2007
Transenthusiast
Couldn’t find a seat so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back
It was smelling like a locker room
There was junk all over the floor
We’re already packed in like sardines
—Weird Al Yankovic, “Another One Rides the Bus” [...]
Continue Reading Add comment August 30, 2007
Flight of Fancy
I’ve been coming to here a lot. The building itself makes me happy, especially the decor. Right now, for example, I am in a well-lit room with 25-foot ceilings, pink walls, and chartreuse [...]
Continue Reading Add comment August 2, 2007
Why Schopenhauer?
I like Schopenhauer in part because he is a foil that reaffirms my own optimism. Schopenhauer, no doubt, would call such optimism folly or naïveté, but I do not think it is my choice any more than he consciously decided to be a pessimist – and it seems obvious to me that his pessimism came first, his writing – as justification for his disposition – followed. My optimism is, of course, an act of faith and [...]
Continue Reading 2 comments July 16, 2007