Friday, September 28, 2012

King Lear - 1.1


KENT:
Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
Upon the foul disease. Revoke thy gift,
Or whilst I can vent clamor from my throat,
I’ll tell thee thou dost evil.

Monday, September 24, 2012

A Perfect Spy

We are born, we get married, we divorce, we die. But somewhere along the way, if we get the chance, we should also stand Liberal Candidate for the ancient fishing and weaving constituency of Gulworth North situated in the remoter fens of East Anglia in the unlit post war years before television replaced the Temperance Hall, and communications were such that a man's character could be born again by removing it a hundred and fifty miles north-east of London.

John LeCarre

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Night Driving

Passing in the night:

trees and buildings;

hearing the lonely howls of engines

and guitars and voices commingling.

Getting high on coffee and South San Gabriel,

and passing peaceful towns with their own problems.

Saturday Work

This is what I do on Saturday mornings.

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Friday, September 21, 2012

Young Man: A Joke

In Acts 10 - when Cornelius sent a servant to find Simon, who was the ruler of the town in which Simon Peter is staying?





Joppa the Hut





Boom!

Unity

There is an undercurrent

of unity in this world.

It runs through the earth

like a seam through a coat.

The handwork is evident.

One craftsman,

making His mark,

made for Him.

Moses

It is accounted, that after he took his shoes off,

in reverence,

that he hedged himself about with excuses

on why he should not go.

Could you have a sparkling

conversation with such a Fire?

Or would It burn all away, and

leave you, too, with nothing but

the bone?

"For the bush that Moses saw

burned and yet was not consumed."

-Aaron Weiss

Pink Snow

Angel

Angel

Old Man: Oscar Wilde and Camp Mocs

It's no secret that I love the nonsense over at Maxminimus. This time, he's raised a stink because he had Rancourt make up some green shell cordovan camp mocs.


Maxminimus



Apparently, some people think it's ridiculous to make six hundred dollar (just a guess here) shoes that were intended to slosh around a campsite.

Granted.

But it reminded me of the preface to The Picture of Dorian Gray.

"We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.
 
All art is quite useless."

So go ahead and look at those babies. Because, while they are useless - and I'm sure ADG's not going anywhere near the woods in those things - they are beautiful.

Conor

Weeds in the Wheat

Spilled Milk

Flower



South Carolina Botanical Gardens

Handrail

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The only excuse for makin...

The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

All art is quite useless.

Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Young Man: New Music

Here are two CD's that I've recently purchased, and can't stop listening to.

Derek Webb: Ctrl

A fascinating conceptual album (Pedro the Lion forever invested a love of concept albums in me). Choirs singing over top of a nylon string guitar? I'm there. Also the album starts out with "and" - a personal favorite of mine in writing. Most probably influenced by Heaney's Beowulf "So. The spear Danes in days gone by..."

Andrew Osenga: Leonard, the Lonely Astronaut

This one is another interesting conceptual album, from another former Caedmon's Call member. I remember hearing of them when I was younger, but I cannot tell you a single song they did. Anyways, this one has lots of great lines in it too, and a more upbeat - if slightly less fulfilling - musical backing. But one of my new favorite lines is in "Firstborn Son"

God, help the man who helps himself:
He needs no other Devil.


Check them out.

Conor

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Old Man: Tied-Up Tigers

The little one has a cold, and I stayed home with her this morning, so no picture. My plaid shorts all torn up from skating and blue Carhartt t-shirt don't really meet my standards for posting, sorry.

And I still haven't gone through the pictures from yesterday at the greatest place on earth, but here are some interesting pictures.


Dabo Sweeny (head coach - forever my favorite coach because once his first season as head coach, made an O-lineman run back on field and run back because he didn't hustle enough the first time)



Taj Boyd (quarterback)


Brent Venables (Defensive Coordinator - this is probably my favorite: classic tie, understated suit)

All the players and coaches wore coats and ties. Welcome to South Carolina.

I think I love Clemson football that much more now.

Have a good week all.

Conor

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Young Man: Death Valley



The girls and I will be headed out to Death Valley this afternoon for the game. I haven't been to a game in a few years. We don't have tickets, since we aren't expecting to stay for too long, but just walking around in front of the stadium is enough of an experience for me (and hopefully for the little one).

I'll have my camera with me, so hopefully I'll have some good shots for you later.

Good luck to all your teams today.

Conor

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Cordies Sale

Hey folks. Long time no see. School is keeping me plenty busy.

This afternoon I got a package from The Cordial Churchman. It was some left over Cordies. They have been amazing in helping me get this small business off the ground, and I owe them a ton of thanks and gratitude.

Since I have a surplus of Cordies around now, I'd like to see them go to someone who will use them more.

If you go to the Cordies store, you'll see that the solid color Cordies are all $10, with free shipping. So if you've been wanting some, but didn't want to drop eighteen and change, here's your chance to pick some up.

Let me know if you have any questions.

And I'll try to stop in here more often.

Conor