Year: 2015
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: who invited them? :
All right, who’s the wise guy? Who ordered the snowflakes? Was it you? Well, they’re here and by the megaton. Morning has long since turned to afternoon and still it snows. It salts out of the sky in nasty, hideous flakes of freezing. Forcing myself to go out into that hateful, unwelcoming wasteland will require…
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: coming soon :
Hang on to your hats, ladies and gentlemen, a new theme is in the planning stage. Against my better judgment and through no fault of my own — heh, imagine that — an overhaul of publikworks has become necessary. Unfortunately, the latest Firefox update brought a bug, a glitch, something squirrelly to the theme. Now when…
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: what a buzzkill looks like :
Do not be fooled. Long pants look harmless, but they suck the life out of everything. Biking, for example, devolves from exhilarating to desultory in trousers. Everything does. Wearing shorts, on the other hand, brings freedom and reckless abandon. We’re more carefree in short pants. Seriously. Shorts reduce stress. Clothing often has that affect; what we wear influences…
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: a happy ending :
Getting out of bed in the morning is a part-time job. My knees ache, my neck is stiff, my back hurts, I’m snappish and lethargic and useless. Um, is that news? Only to me; I’m not decrepit. I ride a bike, walk, choose stairs over elevators, heck, I tote that barge and lift that bale.…
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: true junk culture :
What do you know? Life still has a few surprises up its sleeve. Shopping carts, for example. In the right hands, those rolling, shimmying stainless steel contraptions become absolutely stunning works of art. Bright, shiny, functional furniture. Minimalist showpieces. The right hands, in this case, belong to Dutch designer Etienne Reijnders. He describes himself as…
the whirly girl 