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The goddess of clarity is a Web editor in Rochester, NY. Favorite sport: baseball |
August 11, 2004 — 15:31 EDT :: permalink
This is my first blog entry.
Hello.
I've created this blog for myself really, as a way of making some sense of the jumble of thoughts that passes as my brain. I may already be overreaching.
The "goddess of clarity" moniker stems from my days as an editor and technical writer, when I garnered a reputation for taking the mumbo-jumbo of technical specifications and training manuals and condensing it into simple—some might even say elegant—prose.
But as a result of so much time spent editing and clarifying other people's ideas, I never had to bother much about expressing any of my own. That's where this blog comes in.
Rather than tearing down the hard work of others, it's time to put myself on the line for a change. To create rather than destroy. To use my powers for good, never for evil. With great power comes great responsibility!
Like I said, I may be overreaching.
—lori.
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Renaissance Faire
Snowshoeing in the Adirondacks
'Lost' photos from Baby Brownie camera
The World Without Us by Alan Weisman
What would happen if human beings disappeared from the planet tomorrow? That's the thought experiment behind this facsinating book. Did you know that the New York City subways would flood within three months, and your house would start to fall apart--starting around the roof and gutters--after about ten years?
Dead Certain by Robert Draper
This was an illuminating political biography of President George W. Bush. The central thesis of Draper's account is found in the title: that it is Bush's unwavering certainty that is his biggest asset and his ultimate downfall. My favorite anecdote involved the final days before the New Hampshire primary. Bush's staff see a group of school kids sledding on a hill and think this will be a great photo op. The governor enthusiastically joins in, beating all the little kids, and then insisting on a second run, as his cringing handlers instantly regret their decision.
Beowulf translation by Seamus Heaney
I read this in high school of course, but I wanted to read it again to see just how much the movie would veer away from the original text. The answer: a lot. Beowulf and Grendl's mother are the parents of the dragon? Whatever you say, Neil Gaiman.
Local college radio station WBER posts its top songs of the year. These are currently in my most-played iPod playist:
Grace Kelly by MIKA
9 Crimes by Damien Rice
Hang Me Up to Dry by Cold War Kids
Wolf Like Meby TV on the Radio
No Cars Go by Arcade Fire
Snails by The Format
North American Scum by LCD Soundsystem
Phatom Limb by The Shins
O, Valencia! by The Decembrists
Icky Thump by The White Stripes