Author: dtpennington

  • The Ghost of The Living

    The Ghost of The Living

    • The Ghost of The Living

      The Ghost of The Living

      “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger…

    • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn…

    • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

    • Riffs on Paper

      Riffs on Paper

      It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings…

    • July inside of July

      July inside of July

      It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is…

    • Riffs on Grammar

      Thoughts on grammar. Why a preposition can end things. And other collected notes.

    “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger Going through Naomi Klein’s Doppelganger, something I snagged from the library purely because of the subtitle “A Trip into the Mirror World,” I was opened…

  • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

    The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

    • The Ghost of The Living

      The Ghost of The Living

      “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger…

    • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn…

    • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

    • Riffs on Paper

      Riffs on Paper

      It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings…

    • July inside of July

      July inside of July

      It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is…

    • Riffs on Grammar

      Thoughts on grammar. Why a preposition can end things. And other collected notes.

    Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn to code” days – a phrase shot off in mean spirit by anti-intellectuals to journalists and academics who were loosing their jobs by the thousands…

  • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

    The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

    • The Ghost of The Living

      The Ghost of The Living

      “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger…

    • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn…

    • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

    • Riffs on Paper

      Riffs on Paper

      It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings…

    • July inside of July

      July inside of July

      It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is…

    • Riffs on Grammar

      Thoughts on grammar. Why a preposition can end things. And other collected notes.

    Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

  • Riffs on Paper

    Riffs on Paper

    • The Ghost of The Living

      The Ghost of The Living

      “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger…

    • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn…

    • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

    • Riffs on Paper

      Riffs on Paper

      It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings…

    • July inside of July

      July inside of July

      It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is…

    • Riffs on Grammar

      Thoughts on grammar. Why a preposition can end things. And other collected notes.

    It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings I’ll stock up however I can.

  • July inside of July

    July inside of July

    • The Ghost of The Living

      The Ghost of The Living

      “They say when you meet someone who looks just like you, you die.” p.Wish, The Doppleganger “No one makes themselves; we all make and unmake one another.” Naomi Klein, Doppelganger…

    • The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      The Age of Information, The Aging of Information.

      Some thoughts on James Gleick’s The Information. “The alphabet is like a contagion – both the virus and the vector of transmission in and of itself.” Back in the “learn…

    • The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      The Explosion and a Persistent Challenge of Discovery and Appreciation.

      Artists tend to not stop making things, even if the thing you remember them making isn’t around anymore.

    • Riffs on Paper

      Riffs on Paper

      It’s like when you buy clothes: if you find something you like that fits well, buy it in every color. But here, if I find a paper that really sings…

    • July inside of July

      July inside of July

      It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is…

    • Riffs on Grammar

      Thoughts on grammar. Why a preposition can end things. And other collected notes.

    It’s been muggy as hell this year. It feels unreal. Still, folks are out trying to make the best of it. “My life, I realize suddenly, is July. Childhood is June, and old age is August, but here it is, July, and my life, this year, is July inside of July.” Rick Bass