Alliaceous halitosis and blue lights.

Generally, I don't eat in the morning. A small percentage of Americans do not[1]. Personally, this change happened slowly - as a child I always sat down and crammed whatever my mother made for me. As an adult (living in my parents house), I wake up, turn on all the lights[2] in my … Continue reading Alliaceous halitosis and blue lights. →

Look at me now, I’m the one posting from Rmarkdown.

Introduction I wrote this as an additional because I had some trouble initially starting up the Rmarkdown to WordPress process. Other people have written great guides on the process and I wanted to add some clarifyers. If you are just getting started on the process, check out other's posts. Previous Better Posts on the subject … Continue reading Look at me now, I’m the one posting from Rmarkdown. →

E.C.C.

| I first read Gordon Finch's Song and Dance[1] in the morning of Standard Time, specifically, later in the morning than Daylight Saving Time [2] because of routine, and not my clock. Prolegomeously [3], the story starts off with what, in a direction that you've long been accustomed to, appears inviting if not … Continue reading E.C.C. →

Written Portrait

Anchored by the weights of elbows, his cross-fade begins to diminish, like political lapels stating their beliefs from “Al Gore 2000” worn into a weathered “Gore 20”. If not but for blood vessels on Theo’s face breathing in and out, I might have mistaken him for a marble statue, a figure still beating … Continue reading Written Portrait →