Shape-Shifting at the Museum of Natural History: Rough Writers, The Timeliness of Cymbals, and Bad Homophones

Ok, I’m having my usual bit of fun here with disconnected facts. The “Bad Homophones” bit was a teaser, a bait and switch kind of thing…although I’ll bet any non-English-language-speaker misses the bait and still gets hooked by the swerving meanings of ou
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Ideating in Central Park: Fuel Tanks, Flotsam, and Hot Sparks at 141.8 feet

Saul Bellow once said: “People don’t realize how much they are in the grip of ideas. We live among ideas much more than we live in nature.“ I say: Well, yes and no… Few would deny that we spend a great deal of time inside our heads (see Lyle Lovett in&
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Tai chi in the Valley of Dry Bones: Compound Lexemes, Hyphens, and Metal Hinges

Bones play a significant role in The Door-Man. No spoiler there; they show up in the first paragraph of the novel: It was shortly after the peculiar discovery at the Central Park Reservoir that I began dreaming about the men in my family again. About bones. That said, the story g
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Riding the Single Chair: Confessions of The Unsociable

Last week I wrote about Robespierre, The Incorruptible (Ruminations…01.03.12). This week, it’s Me, The Unsociable. Riding the Single Chair…sounds like it could be either a Zen kōan or something from Vātsyāyana’s Kama Sutra, don’t you think? I do. But here
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