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Monthly Archives: May 2012


I am a lone moderate in a family obsessed with pinnacles. if there is a mountain they feel compelled to reach the top for reasons that elude me. the view is often nicer further down the slope, and conceptually it hurts to reach the top. where to from there? if I can’t eat the proverbial [...]

southern tasmania

in southern Tasmania the leaves of the gumtrees are blue. everything is blue here except the orange ship waiting for Antarctica.


I find myself eye-rolling reading the deep bog of blogs about bikes saving our cities. the empty vacuum of directionlessness and regret (how we wish we hadn’t built that freeway there) is conveniently filled by bikes. it seems such a flimsy way to fill a void, using bikes to try to disguise fifty years of [...]