I was only late for class today - I didn't sleep through the whole thing! Huzzah!

Here is a quote: "Photography implies that we know about the world if we accept it as the camera records it. But this is the opposite of understanding, which starts from not accepting the world as it looks. All possibility of understanding is rooted in the ability to say no. Strictly speaking, one never understands anything from a photograph" (Susan Sontag, On Photography).

And here is a picture from last year, which has nothing to do with the above quote:

I don't have a picture for today, because I do not want to turn on my hard drive. To do so I would have to reach All The Way Across The Desk, and I have better things to do.

A question: Who wants to write essays? NOT ME. I dislike them terribly. Right now I am writing about privilege issues in mid-nineteenth-century Russian literature.
Admittedly, it is a self-imposed topic . . . but I suppose that I regret imposing it.

Speaking of self-imposed! Ummmm nevermind. I was going to bring up a topic, but realized that I actually don't want to talk about it. So . . . puppies? That one seems to be holding something in its mouth.

GOD. FINE, I'll go back to writing.

First, a quote: "It was intercepted just before he was leaning town. It was about to get into the stagecoach and leave for Riga. And the funny thing is that at first I was myself inclined to take him for a gentleman. But luckily I was wearing my glasses at the time and I saw at once that it was a nose. You see, sir, I am shortsighted, and if you were to stand in front of me I would just see that you have a face, but would not be able to make out either your nose or your beard or anything else for that matter." That's Gogol for you.

i wonder what the difference is between
the gray and the red cables.

this is my whole summer in one picture. i'd tell you more
but it would be incriminating.

Я вчера видел тучи.

if anything redeems campus housing it is that no two
windows are ever the same color.

her name is tiara, and i got her at a decemberists concert that i went to before
they released their crappy new album.

thanks to the national park service for this one.

this is abstract! and nautical.
sort of?

this is a snake, who is enjoying the heat of a wood stove. or perhaps just
looking pretty in the light of the . . . wait! where are the lights?

it must be a pain to wear glasses - always catching all that light.
in elevators. i've talked to people, it's a real problem!

i don't think this picture is focused correctly. but who cares, right?
i, for one, have no particular attachment to correct focus.
and besides, those snowflakes are so pretty, how could anyone pass up focusing on them?