posted : Monday, October 13th, 2008

“ Son, always tell the truth. Then you’ll never have to remember what you said the last time.
— Advice My Father Never Gave Me

posted : Friday, August 22nd, 2008

End of Summer Memories

posted : Friday, August 22nd, 2008

Deja Vu

Taking the dog out today for her morning walk, it was a scent that completely surprised me. You know the one, that end of summer scent that just barely hovers on a slightly cool late August morning. Feelings were instantly bittersweet and I was transported back twenty or more years.

Summers during late high school and some of my undergraduate years often entailed life guarding and teaching at lake front summer camps. Places that I had spent my summer with people who became like family, sharing days in the sun wearing nothing but a speedo and a whistle. That experience lends itself rather naturally to  a certain closeness. Late August would always be the time I would first reference that crisp scent. The one that signaled the ending of those relationships as we returned to our collective schools and lives.

Boys of Summer by Don Henley is such a visceral reference of that experience. The words, the images, the gray, bleak sky’s, the looming emptiness that the video invokes, we used to feel all of it. So, as you prepare to return to fall life and leave summer memories behind, enjoy this Friday video selection.

posted : Friday, August 22nd, 2008

“ Certainly it is freedom for those who do it. Certainly it is freedom for those who use it as entertainment, but we are also asked to believe that it is freedom for those to whom it is done to.
— Dworkin on porn.

posted : Thursday, August 21st, 2008

posted : Wednesday, August 20th, 2008

posted : Sunday, August 17th, 2008