I heard another Eric Whitacre piece on the radio one day and was surprised to find he was a contemporary choral composer, not however many decades or centuries old. “Sleep” is not particularly complicated musically, but his sense of harmony is stunning.

A Sunny Day In Glasgow – 5:15 Train

Excellent and otherworldly electro-dreampop. Not sure how else to describe it.

The weekend on the island (not over yet) has been flickr’d. Check out some Orcas-y pictures.

1709, a year in which all Europe nearly froze to death

Thought this was a very interesting little article. Apparently there was an unbelievably cold Winter in 1709 throughout Europe, resulting in the death of almost every crop and herb, not to mention huge amounts of animals and people. Nobody really knows why.

We’re playing Oregon Trail up here on Orcas and in the old-school hunting simulation, I made this amazing shot. From just above where my guy is, I nailed that deer between the two trees there. If that doesn’t impress you, then you haven’t tried it. Those suckers are about as fast as the bullets.

I made it by the way, but Scottie drowned in 3.5ft of water and then our wagon overturned on the Snake River (?) and Jim went under as well. Sara and Piper survived until the end, despite constant measles on Piper’s part.

Remember: don’t waste your money on food, it’s there for the taking. And grueling is the only pace.

Heraldic as all hell.

An Oyster of the old school, whom nobody can open.

Dickens again

The plaintive–so Mrs. Piper insists on calling the deceased–was reported to have sold himself. Thinks it was the plaintive’s air in which that report originatinin. See the plaintive often and considered as his air was feariocious and not to be allowed to go about some children being timid (and if doubted hoping Mrs. Perkins may be brought forard for she is here and will do credit to her husband and herself and family). Has seen the plaintive wexed and worrited by the children (for children they will ever be and you cannot expect them specially if of playful dispositions to be Methoozellers which you was not yourself).

Dickens, Bleak House

Pistachios. Shells back in the bag? Is that as bad as double dipping? Or is it natural? You don’t lick the shells, after all. Well, I do sometimes but not always. This is a serious etiquette question.

Well. Riker/Riker slashfic fanvids were… unexpected.

Here are the rest.

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