Mr Brilliant goes a’bloggin!
My, my, my. It’s a new day. After three years of reading 37days, Mr Brilliant has evidently had enough. Time for him to start his own blog, one connected to his livelihood, focusing on the history of science and math, along with unusual, interesting, oddball ephemera. "I don’t understand it," …
Breakfast at the Victory
I’ve heard it said there’s a window that opens from one mind to another, but if there’s no wall, there’s no need for fitting a window, or the latch. – Jalal Al-Din Rumi I am a big, huge fan of James Carse. His book, Finite and Infinite Games, is groundwork …
Ask for what you want
If you don’t ask, you don’t get. –Mahatma Gandhi Months ago, poet Mary Oliver was giving a reading at a local university. I like Mary Oliver’s work, and in some cases, I even love it. Not like I love the poetry of some other poets—okay, just one, a man who …
Come, let’s ride brightly painted inner tubes, you and I
If you have watched TV commercials for the new teeniny microscopic MacBook Air, perhaps you will recognize this song by Yael Naim. Come, let’s ride brightly painted inner tubes, play cymbals in a field of sunflowers, sing with a gorgeous Israeli-French accent, and realize that there is a whole big …
Catalog your luminous debris
I believe that the ordinary objects and small, private rituals of daily life, sometimes poignant, sometimes so commonplace as to be overlooked, are sacred and elegant. – Anthony Ulinski The Siren song of John Locke, that urgent materialism, the call of wild need, is strong: Replace that perfectly functional if …
Heart unlovable people
Love means to love that which is unlovable, or it is no virtue at all. G.K. Chesterton Ah, Valentine’s Day. In the midst of the hearts and doilies and hand-rolled truffles made from rare Bolivian cocoa nibs with hot hot Argentinian chili powder and Australian wood opal rings from the …
It takes so little…
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons. – T.S. Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" It really takes so very little to amuse me. Yesterday, I got an email from a favorite bookstore in town: "we’d like to name a drink after you." Lest we get …
Life is a Verb, after all: Come, play, find your passion, write your story, join us
Just a quick Mark Your Calendar note – more details to follow. The only 37days retreat in 2008 will be held at the beautiful Bend of Ivy Lodge near Asheville, NC, on September 26-28, 2008. If you’d like to be among the first to receive more information about the retreat …
How does a poem get where it is going?
I got an email from my friend Gay today. Did she know–all the way out there on the left coast–that I was missing Billy? How on earth could she know that? And yet she did, and sent a link to this wonderful video of The Man Himself. And after you’ve …
