journey into the labyrinth

Today is World Labyrinth Day! In order to celebrate, tomorrow’s theme will circle around this intricate puzzle. The first labyrinth was that which was ordered by Minos, dictatorial king of Crete, to imprison the Minotaur, a humanoid being with a bull’s head — the result of Minos’ wife, Pasiphae, hiding in a wooden cow (constructedContinue reading “journey into the labyrinth”

Freud’s Moravia (allegedly) or infiltration of my own subconscious

Tomorrow is Sigmund Freud’s birthday… his 155th. Rather than being cliché and focusing tomorrow’s theme on Freud (when, in fact, our modern world is probably over-saturated with his influence), I thought it might be interesting to consider Freud’s birthplace… Moravia, Austria. Freud was born in Freidberg, Moravia. Now part of the Czech Republic, Freidberg (and Moravia) wereContinue reading “Freud’s Moravia (allegedly) or infiltration of my own subconscious”

lost in translation, mired in misunderstanding

“Director: [in Japanese] Mr. Bob-san, you are relaxing in your study. On the table is a bottle of Suntory whiskey. Got it? Look slowly, with feeling, at the camera, and say it gently — say it as if you were speaking to an old friend. Just like Bogie in Casablanca, ‘Here’s looking at you, kid!’Continue reading “lost in translation, mired in misunderstanding”

survey the illusions in the rear-view mirror

ESPN’s David Newton took it upon himself to imagine what a NASCAR draft would look like. Topping off the list was the moderately-talented, but supremely attractive Danica Patrick, of whom Newton commented: “Like Cam Newton on the NFL side, she may not be the most talented, but when you combine talent with marketability she’d be hardContinue reading “survey the illusions in the rear-view mirror”

find your way home again

A traveler moves across an unknown wilderness. His day has been long and its endlessness still stretches before him like the unfolding day-and-night landscape. He carries the weight of essential possessions and threadbare isolation on his back. He is alone, unknown, sketching his trail silently in a remote land where he finds himself far fromContinue reading “find your way home again”

mangez la gâteau! mangi la torta! coma el pastel! eat cake!

The guests at the royal wedding ended up eating fruit cake. Not most people’s first choice, but certainly historically significant and appropriate. Our Neolithic ancestors ground up grains, added water, and cooked these ‘oatcakes’ on a hot stone. The ancient Egyptians, followed by the Greeks, also made cakes…which basically were fruit cakes: dense, bready creationsContinue reading “mangez la gâteau! mangi la torta! coma el pastel! eat cake!”

can you smell what’s cookin’ beneath the people’s eyebrow?

Well, apparently you have been hiding under a rock… “The Rock” perhaps… and he’s giving you the people’s eyebrow. The aforementioned self-proclaimed “People’s Champ” is thereby not only our defender, our hope, our warrior king… but also possesses an unusual skill with his upper orbital eye hair fringes (a.k.a. his eyebrows.) Is he a heroContinue reading “can you smell what’s cookin’ beneath the people’s eyebrow?”