When Alice upbraided Humpty Dumpty on his misuse of a word he replied scornfully, “Words mean just what I choose them to mean – no more, no less”.
Hidden in the heart of Parma, Ohio is a primordial wilderness.
There is an enduring nexus between these three.
I look out the kitchen window. Mr. Cooper Hawk has landed on the railing of my deck.
The doctrine of the divine right of Kings was accepted as inviolable for nearly a thousand years.
Deadlines are almost always phony.
There is an allure to the far away and unknown. A glamor that attaches to anything shrouded in mystery.
Or, in plainer English - What’s in it for Me?
It’s an everyday event for all of us. In fact, it is an every second event.
It’s an unfamiliar word that refers to something familiar to all of us – dreams
There is a saying much abused - Never explain. Never apologize.
There is a common assumption that religion and science are in conflict
Or P/P - the ratio between what something costs, and how well it performs.
These words are known to most of us as a single line from a truism made famous by Benjamin Franklin in his popular periodical, Poor Richard’s Almanac.
Design
I have worked at Graphic Design for nearly half a century. During that time I have developed some very particular ideas about Design.
I suppose most everyone who has ever used a computer will remember the awkwardness of first contact.
For most of his nearly one hundred-and-one years, my Uncle Roscoe showed little interest in anything artistic.
In the last scene of Tennessee Williams’s play: A Streetcar Named Desire, one of the main characters, Blanche DuBois, is about to be transported to an insane asylum.
In Oct. 1957 the former Soviet Union launched the world’s first satellite.
She’s a southern belle, sweet, gracious, and charming.