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 - Earth From Above comes to NYC - The Big Picture - Boston.com
 Oct 6, 7:50pm  (105 reviews) environment, photography http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2008/10...- "Earth From Above" gives you a whole new perspective on our planet. Terrific photos.
- YouTube - Hud - Huds First Pass
- Sep 30, 2:25pm
 (1 review) movies, video, flirting, paul-newman, patricia-neal http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqKXUCc78... 
Film clip of Paul Newman & Patricia Neal flirting in Hud. See his killer smile at 2min50sec to 3min20sec.
- Iceberg Radio homepage
- Sep 30, 12:57pm (2 reviews) music, internet-radio http://new.icebergradio.com/
- worth checking out: free + commercial-free internet radio with plenty of good stations
- Wundurful Wurld: Gas prices skyrocket as real estate plummets; Idaho man...
- Sep 30, 8:39am (1 review) humor, satire, gas-prices, economy, housing http://www.wundurfulwurld.com/2008/07/ga...
- Humorous satire article about the economy going belly up as housing prices plummet.
- Sep 29, 7:45pm
- Architecture is said to be frozen music. I think it's beginning to melt...
- DeLillo on Writing
- Sep 29, 1:38pm (1 review) american-literature, writing, don-delillo http://perival.com/delillo/ddwriting.htm...
- Underworld was published over a decade ago. It pre-dated the attack on the Twin Towers by several years. With that in mind, take a close look at its cover. The cross stands ready as danger approaches from the right...
Snippets of wisdom from writer Don DeLillo.
Here's one sample from many:
A letter from DeLillo to Jonathan Safran Foer appears in Foer's article 'Emptiness' (about Foer's collection of blank pages of writing paper from authors). The article appeared in Playboy, January 2004 issue, pages 148-151. The letter's text is as follows:
Dear Jonathan,
A hundred years ago I used yellow paper every day in my job writing advertising copy, and when I quit the job to become a grown-up first and then a writer, I took (I guess) a fairly large quantity of this copy paper with me. The first draft of my first novel was typed on this paper, and through the years I have used it again, sparingly and then more sparingly, and now there are only five sheets left.
Back in those days I was the Kid, and the friends I made on the job are either older than I am or dead (two days ago I wrote and delivered a eulogy for one of them) and so this yellow paper carries a certain weight of friendship and memory. That's why I thought I'd entrust a sheet to your collection.
Best,
Don DeLillo
- Sep 27, 6:51pm
- How many people do you trust enough to stand here with them?
- http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/140007780X/ref=sib_dp_pt
- Sep 23, 8:04pm (1 review) philosophy, books, einstein, imagination http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/14000778...
Don't let the 'Einstein' scare you away from picking up this book: It's not science, it's not mathematics, it's not dry, it's not hard to read. Tiny perfect whimsical stories, bite sized. Captivating, imaginative, beautiful exploration of the world as imagined by Einstein. Einstein's Dreams was an international bestseller and has been translated into thirty languages.
- Powells Books - The Sea: A Novel by John Banville
- Sep 21, 8:21pm (1 review) books, novel, the-sea, booker-prize, john-banville http://www.powells.com/biblio?show=HARDC...
The Sea is a Booker Prize winning novel by John Banville. Its prose is staggeringly beautiful. I recommend it highly to lovers of the English language.
FROM THE NOVEL:
They departed, the gods, on the day of the strange tide. All morning under a milky sky the waters in the bay had swelled and swelled, rising to unheard-of heights, the small waves creeping over parched sand that for years had known no wetting save for rain and lapping the very bases of the dunes. The rusted hulk of the freighter that had run aground at the far end of the bay longer ago than any of us could remember must have thought it was being granted a relaunch. I would not swim again, after that day. The seabirds mewled and swooped, unnerved, it seemed, by the spectacle of that vast bowl of water bulging like a blister, lead-blue and malignantly agleam. They looked unnaturally white, that day, those birds. The waves were depositing a fringe of soiled yellow foam along the waterline. No sail marred the high horizon. I would not swim, no, not ever again.
Someone has just walked over my grave. Someone.
- OliviaBs profile - StumbleUpon
- Sep 19, 8:44pm (530 reviews) stumblers http://oliviab.stumbleupon.com/
- thought-provoking, intellectually stimulating, a treat on every page
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