Bet you didn’t know all those chairs had secret lives, huh? . . . → Read More: The Peregrinations of the White Plastic Chair
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Presenting a tutorial on how to know when you are looking at REAL Official Beefcake. With illustrations. Of chickens. . . . → Read More: It’s Official Beefcake! It’s my blog, and I shall blow my own horn a little. Made it on the weekly statistical rollup at Renderosity as #30 favorite artist for July 20-26. When I have a good week, picture-wise, this can happen. . . . → Read More: Art Charts, Again Don’t feel left out of the flat-panel TV revolution (does that mean they spin?). I only own a modest one and the Tivo upstairs, along with a Sony DVD player gotten on massive sale. Meh. The Honorable GF is the true Tech Ho’ in our house. We squabble over how I could possibly be cyberpunk enough for . . . → Read More: Proper Technology I have these grand mythical places in the mists of my beginning—probably quite mundane, in reality, small and fragile against the tides of time—and the Houston house is one of them, R.F. Isbell’s now historically-designated home on 639 Heights Boulevard. Mayor Isbell was my great-grandfather on my mother’s side. I’m glad someone saw fit to add . . . → Read More: The Houston House |
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