If ever I had any doubt about whether switching schools this year was the right move for my kid, I no longer do ( Read more... )

Poll narciscissors

I sent boxes and boxes of my dad's photos off to be scanned. They're still working on them, but sakes alive do I have a lot to wade through.

Still, ( a few selections )

You know what? I'm a pretty happy person. I have my struggles, sure, and they're real, but at my core, I'm actually just playful and perky. I hop onto curbs, I walk barefoot, I look at trees, I make dumb jokes, I smile a lot. And as I've been getting more exercise and sleep recently, I've been slipping back into this pattern, which I loveThis is ( Read more... )

I haven't been posting a lot, recently. As usual, I have a thousand N-related posts in my head and a dozen about photography -- I think I could make the world a lot better by giving it a one-page tutorial on how and why to use the curves and levels tools in Photoshop/Gimp. But it's winter, and I'm feeling quiet, and somehow I just never quite get ( Read more... )

So, I saw people linking to this essay on Single Dad Laughing about bullying, Memoirs of a Bullied Kid. Which led me to You just broke your child. Congratulations., which in turn led me to this post, which is the point of MY post: The Disease Called "Perfection"His basic idea is that when nobody is willing to talk about the things that are hard in ( Read more... )

Two more photos. Here I will show off a choice I regret, a bit, with ( the high priestess )

I'm going to post a series on stuff I do to edit photos, partly because I'd like to write it all down and partly because my technique changes more rapidly when I look at it directly ( Read more... )

Always go to the funeral. Give it a listen: four minutes well spent. Read it, if you can't listen.

I couldn't agree with it more.

Difficult isn't bad or good. It's just difficult.