Friday, September 14, 2012

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Sunday, September 09, 2012

It was a restful summer

I took a course---a "fun" one---went home and didn't have any deadlines for five weeks. I met people, read books, revised stuff I'd forgotten, bumped my head against the wall of connectivity once.
That might be the longest genuine break you'll have in a long, long looong while ... so much for remaining In Praise of Idleness.

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Эй, ухнем!

"And I wish I could make you understand that there is no happiness for us, that there should not and cannot be. … We must only work and work, and happiness is only for our distant posterity. If not for me, then for the descendants of my descendants."
Vershinin, from Chekhov's Three Sisters (trans. Julius West)

Then again it's not all doom and gloom.

Monday, September 03, 2012

Che bella cosa è na jurnata ’e sole

n’aria serena doppo na tempesta! Pe’ ll’aria fresca para già na festa... Che bella cosa na jurnata ’e sole.