Wednesday, February 23, 2005


Warts and Wonder

My daughter is plagued with warts. When we first moved here, we had to do battle with several on her present, we are battling 3 warts on her fingers, with a fourth we're trying to nip that one early. This means that every morning and every evening, she must soak her hands in warm water for five minutes, scrub her fingers with soapy water, at which point I apply Compound W to the warts, then cover them with band-aids. This morning, as I was applying the wart medicine, my daughter said a sentence in German, containing the word "sichtbar", repeated, and the word "weider". I understood most of what the sentence said, though I cannot reproduce the sentence, and was stuck on the word "sichtbar".


She repeated it for me, and again I felt very close to comprehension, but couldn't quite break through. "I don't understand it in German, would you say it in English?"

She thought for a moment, then said, "Art does not make the visible again, but it makes visible. It's Paul Klee's motto."

Sometimes, there's really nothing to feel but wonder.

Monday, February 21, 2005


Adios, Dr. Gonzo

I owe you deeply for many of my words. I am saddened to see you go.

America lost one of its best yesterday--whether it knows that yet or not.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005


Should be working...

...but wanted to share this time waster, which I was first alerted to over at Katey Nicosia's blog.

Go on, Get Your Nietzsche Out.

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