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If you’ve been reading me for any amount of time you know I’m not a cartoon guy. I’ve watched them, but I’m not the kind of person who is deeply into animation or who thinks the fact that animated movies rarely get nominated for Best Picture is some kind of enormous problem. Actually I kind of think there may be too many cartoons these days; when did family-centered sitcoms stop being live action and start being animated all the time?
[This post contains discussion of suicide and sexual assault.] Of all the Gossip Girl characters, Lily Rhodes has the most consistent style and the least consistent surname. For this piece, I chose to use her maiden name rather than one of the three married names (van der Woodsen, Bass, and Humphrey) that she uses during the series, not only because it was simplest but also because, at her core, Lily is a Rhodes: always in pursuit of the perfect exterior, even when the interior is crumbling.
The table is divided into four main categories: French Red, French White, Italian Red, and Italian White. Within each category, the wines are further organized by their flavor profiles. For example, the French Red category includes wines such as Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, and Pinot Noir, which are all known for their bold fruit flavors and tannins. The French White category includes wines such as Chardonnay, Sauvignon Blanc, and Riesling, which are known for their fresh and fruity flavors.
Giving its topicality, I'm here again, parsing the data, as it appears that no one else does this stuff, and I have the databases (and I have nothing to do in Hell, as the devil roasts my toes and heats his poker). (I'm sick of it, but continue to be shocked every time I delve into something different.) When Mike Dean said that he didn't make an obvious call to spare his 'mate' Anthony Taylor, it merely confirmed many smart people's suspicions about how officials make decisions.
In this episode, Xavier Bonilla has a dialogue with Helena de Bres about the philosophy of twins. They talk about why people are fascinated by twins, binarizing twins, definitions of selfhood, twins and individuality, and the extended mind. They also talk about twins and love, twins and dating, what twins teach people about objectification, and many more topics. Helena de Bres is Professor of Philosophy at Wellesley College. Her main interests are on philosophy of literature, specifically the nature of memoir.
Warning: This story contains graphic photographs. Viewer discretion is advised.You must know Elizabeth “Lee” Miller. If you don’t, you soon will. Often minimized as Edward Steichen’s model or Man Ray’s muse or Picasso’s object of affection — Miller was one of the most important, singular, photographers … ncG1vNJzZmiokam%2Fqq%2FKsKCtrKljwLau0q2YnKNemLyue89oq6GdXaW1sMDOoKmaqJiav7R5yKdkoaGkobKzv4ybmK2gpKqv
A year or two ago, I wrote about a book I had recently purchased, Modern Color by Fred Herzog. I said then that it is a fantastic book and an exemplary representation of his work. Today, I’d like to discuss his work a bit more. First, I need to correct something; I mentioned in that newsletter that Fred was still alive and, at 90, was still t… ncG1vNJzZmiZnqm1sLrYpqarn5Gjwap60q6ZrKyRmLhvr86mZqlnpJ2ybrzHqKuon6KWvanFjKidZp6imrFutMSrsaif
Given my habit of treating Ariel and Castro as one and the same—which is easy enough to do when everywhere you look, there they are, the two of them traipsing around town hip-to-hip as if in a three-legged race at a corporate retreat—I thought it high time to devote more focused attention to the manifestly lesser half of that duo, to Ariel’s mostly (and mercifully) silent partner. This post will serve as the first of two that will examine the incurious curiosity that is Melissa Castro.
My mail box was a bold fire-engine red when I bought it. The sun has faded it now to a sad Pepto Bismol pink.  A metal mailbox on a post is such a hopeful, old-fashioned thing, isn’t it? It implies that we expect to receive something — something worth having a mailbox for. Maybe a letter from an old high school friend, some birthday cards, a couple of discount coupons for early-bird dinners at Denny’s. Maybe a note saying that the results of my annual mammogram were negative or a package with the new socks I ordered.