Striking down the mundane and dastardly while retaining a certain obscure turn of phrase, denoting something elusive yet concrete.
8/02/2021
The comfort of a familiar studio
Over the past year of producing audio and newsletters, I fell into a productive routine because I had a dedicated place to work. I recently upended this system but now I have it back. It's much easier to get work done if I have a place to do it reliably.
And now the 225th installment of Charlottesville Community Engagement is posted!
8/01/2021
A rundown of things in motion
How did I get here? How am I doing this again?
Is this blog a string of narratives inevitably connected from first post to last post? Or a mosaic with no conceivable form?
I do not know. I keep thinking I should post here. I should capture what has happened to get me to this point. I must document the meandering until the oxbow happens, and all sense of scale is lost forever.
For now, I'll just throw this stone into the mix.
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Thoughts between Orange and Culpeper
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My two and a half year old daughter and I went for a quick two hour trip today. I had to go back to the office to get some things I had left...