Showing posts with label Margaret Atwood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Margaret Atwood. Show all posts

Friday, December 24, 2021

Senses working overtime #346

1 That prince of food - the donut




2 The power of the CD




Tagline - 'If vinyl is for hipsters and streaming is for everyone else, maybe the forgotten format is for you'.


3 RIP Joan Didion

“I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends.”

 

4 Water

Margaret Atwood on being like water:

"Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does."


5 How Christmas has evolved over the centuries




Overtime: More Joan

“…quite simply, I was in love with New York. I do not mean “love” in any colloquial way, I mean that I was in love with the city, the way you love the first person who ever touches you and you never love anyone quite that way again. I remember walking across Sixty-second Street one twilight that first spring, or the second spring, they were all alike for a while. I was late to meet someone but I stopped at Lexington Avenue and bought a peach and stood on the corner eating it and knew that I had come out out of the West and reached the mirage.”

― Joan Didion

Friday, September 14, 2018

Senses working overtime #177

1 Starting to get into the swing of new routines now...
S0 eeking out some time to check the interweb links this week. And that's OK, OK?



Ever wondered where OK comes from?




2 Poetry corner returns and so does Margaret Atwood

3 The return of Seth Godin

Dumber angrier louder

When someone tries to engage you with a pitch that’s simple, visceral and more direct than you’re used to, it may be that their vitriol is hiding the fact that they’re afraid.
We race to the bottom, or we climb forward.
Stereotypes, shortcuts and shallow invective are effective in the short run, but they’re not useful, important or the best we can do.
4 Jim Carrey returns to TV



Samantha works on his new show, Kidding, a bit. It sounds like a great vehicle for young Jim.

5 I hate Spurs, so I love this...

Overtime: Van the man!
A compendium of stellar pieces from Thom Hickey on the great man.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

Senses working overtime #171

1 Delayed gratification
My blog posting schedule is out of whack somewhat as we've moved to an air b'n'b before we leave NZ. Unfortunately there is no internet/ cell phone coverage where we are but it is idyllic! 

So, better late than never - here's my sensual selections for the last week: great lake views from our temporary place, birdsong and some movie catch-ups.

We have a DVD player so we went for Arrival and the second Kingsman movies. Of the two, Arrival was absorbing and worth my time. I can recommend that one (second Kingsman was disappointing).


2 Star Wars Episode IX



Exciting news - cast and crew for Episode IX. Read all about it!

3 Little Richard


He's been on my mind as he was the object of a Mojo piece on David Bowie. Great piece from the Immortal Jukebox.

4 Seth Godin - the truth about logos

Here’s a simple test:
Ask a few people to name a logo they like.
With very few exceptions, people will choose a logo that’s associated with a brand they admire.
That’s because what makes a good logo is a good brand, not the other way around.

5 Poetry Corner

I have to tell you

I have to tell you, 
there are times when 
the sun strikes me 
like a gong, 
and I remember everything, 
even your ears.

Dorothea Grossman (2010)


Overtime - another great poem (which links us back to the lake from number 1 in a nifty way)

from Interlunar

We have come to the edge:
the lake gives off its hush;
in the outer night there is a barred owl 
calling, like a moth
against the ear, from the far shore
which is invisible.
The lake, vast and dimensionless,
doubles everything, the stars,
the boulders, itself, even the darkness 
that you can walk so long in 
it becomes light.

Margaret Atwood (1984)