where is all the good cinema?I’m in a movie going rut. Everything I’ve seen on the big screen lately has been just short of mediocre. Last night I saw the Robin Williams sleeper One Hour Photo. I could barely stay awake. What banality of story and production! Also, recently I have seen Sweet Home Alabama …

afrobeat theologyI had one of those days yesterday, after many smiler days, where it seemed like I lived a week within a day. Meetings and projects accomplished in the morning felt ages old by noon and afternoon meetings, etc. where ancient history by supper. And just when things should have been winding down I got …

wired againIt’s a good day for web designers (are there any left?) everywhere. Wired magazine has given themselves a minor facelift and a slick code redux that brings them in line with the web standards project promoted by the World Wide Web Consortium. The more large (visible) companies embrace the standards project and change their …

irascible words for an incindiary time.I think I may be a little late in catching the language bandwagon on this one but what the hell…I am in love with the word Snarky! After receiving an email that described David Sedaris as “Snarky”, I have become totally enamored with the word and have found myself repeating …

cold mornings and new web sitesSakes alive it’s getting nippy outside. 45 degrees this morning. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up the biking if this weather continues. The air is thin. Breathing becomes really hard. Not hard as in difficult but hard as in deeply painful in the back of the …

Days and nights at IKEA. Back from the long road to Chi-town. I am filled with fire and might. Spent Sunday afternoon held up in a Radisson, biting my nails to the quick, as I watched one of the more agonizing baseball games of my life. But in the end…a victory – a sweet sweet …

<br This is the scene outside my kitchen window this morning at 9AM. It’s my new neighbors once a year all weekend garage sale blowout (neighbors get 10% off). It sounds like a carnival from where I sit. Knowing that this mad parade of desperate junk junkies would drive us to take extreme measures this …

eyes smoldering beneath the ashes of the night beforeIt’s a somber and wretched morning. Day two of a horrible sickness that has left me neutralized with a double barrel nose drainer and an impossible heavy head that wants to detach from my shoulders and fall to the nearest pillow. I feel like my mellon is …

Morning bike commute: reflections of a transplant. Here is another photo taken in the narcissistic reflection series. I like this one because It makes me look like a Giant looming over the tree tops getting ready to squash a tiny village under my feet. This guy took some surreal, really creepy photos of what it …