Archive for June, 2013
It’s hot in Las Vegas this weekend! We are here for a short jaunt, and as we find restaurants in which to dine and beat the heat, we’ll share with you, as always, the spectacular food. The last time we were here was for Vegas Uncork’d, and among the many chefs we met during those few days, Chef Mike Minor made a warm impression on us. We saw him again, as well as Mary Sue Milliken and Susan Feniger, at Cooking For Solutions in Monterey, so we figured after running into them enough, it’s about time that we try the restaurant that belongs to all three: Border Grill. Chef Mike is the executive chef, and chefs Mary Sue and Susan are the founders and creative heads. It helps that we personally know one other member of the crew – Zach’s cousin Alex is a server’s assistant here but it…
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This is an original Slobbering edit. It was created using photoshop from a color image is the source. Slobbering’s post can be found here: http://slobberingdarkness.com/post/50938104456/bats
I can’t decide if there is more impact close up or with a wider shot taking in the environment. Isolated images that show the details of the face tend to make a more dramatic portrait style photograph but sometimes the surroundings can add that touch of ‘location’ that anchors the image. The shots below were all taken on the first day of summer. The lost at the bottom of the world and the never likely to be found of New York City.
Where the sidewalk ends and nowhere begins will always be a mystery to me. The first photograph almost hurts, empty eyes lost in some thought, some memory, somewhere that is not here and now, I guess. Holding on?
The second, on the Upper East Side, is someone I see all the time. Always surrounded by trash, like a nest. He is oblivious to the world around him, the…
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ACHRAFAMIRI ILLUSTRASHION | ART DIRECTOR
Achraf Amiri | Creative Director
ILLUSTRASHION / ART DIRECTOR – I am the Hidden Son of The Addams Family – The TRASHion world is not all about being beautiful but showing off your creativity.
Today was a busy, busy day. Right after school, I navigated my way back to Merci (was actually en route to Le Musee Carnavalet, but my tummy was growling and the used bookstore cafe at 111 Beaumarchais was calling to me, so alas I had no option but to stop in for some yogurt with honey and nuts and a big pot of green tea). After my little dejuener pour un, I started out on my way to my original destination, a free museum whose three floors tell the story of Paris’s birth and life up until the 20th century. All in French, but definitely worth the visit! Of course before I was able to locate the actual museum, I found something even more exciting- Le Marais!
The Marais is a beautiful district of Paris comprising gorgeous old buildings and storefronts, the interiors of which now house trendy boutiques and…
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Every day, you blog, you create, and you make things with your WordPress.com site. Meanwhile, behind the scenes, the code that runs WordPress.com gets updated dozens of times a day, as we deploy improvements. While you can’t see the vast majority of those changes, there is one improvement we can’t wait for you to see: a brand-new, redesigned WordPress.com dashboard featuring better contrast and the lovely Open Sans typeface.
Back in April, I shared our goals for the WordPress.com dashboard redesign:
- It should have a simple, uncluttered design; free of excessive decoration and focused on your content.
- It should use webfonts for modern, legible typography that’s consistent in every browser.
- It should have a responsive design that’s tailored to desktop computers, tablets, and smartphones.
- It should do all this while retaining the familiar, user-tested dashboard interface that millions of users already understand.
We’ve redrawn all the icons, opened…
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Hola everyone! This week, I wanted to share one of my favorite photos from summer in Barcelona – this beautiful door I spotted in the posh neighborhood Sarrià.
Sarrià is tucked up higher in the hills of Barcelona, backing right up against the enormous Parc de la Collserola. It used to be a rural village, but today it’s the fanciest neighborhood in the city. There aren’t very many big attractions in the Sarrià-San Gervasi neighborhood so I haven’t spent much time there.
Far away and above the city center, it’s a quiet escape from the bustling traffic that rushes through my neighborhood, the Eixample. It’s full of cute squares and more green spaces and parks than I’ve seen in any other part of Barcelona. I’ve got to get up there more!
This special door was hiding away on a peaceful residential street full of palatial houses. (None of those words…
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In Karaköy, near the entrance to the Tünel train line, there is an extrodinary exhibit of graffiti. I caught it at the very end of its run, as it ends today. It is housed in an abandoned building on Bankar Sokak, across from Saint George Hospital. There is little or no indication from the outside that an exhibit is taking place; it simply looks like a dilapidated old building, the windows shattered, the door wide open. Once you go inside the walls are filled with art, in all directions, almost every surface has been used for something. Many of the pieces interact with their environs in awesome, creative ways.
There were a few other people there when we went, all young and hipstery folk, all sort of doing their own thing off in some corner. There was ambient music coming out of some speakers in one of the rooms, a…
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After being out of commission for the better part of a week due to my stupid back deciding I needed a break; I have found that being out of the loop was quite nice.
So I log into Facebook yesterday for a while and here are the stories I see: An 11 year old kid sings the National Anthem at a basketball game, and because he is Mexican, the racists come out in force. The Republicans are still talking about the “low incidences” of pregnancy from rape. Glen Beck lost his voice – a true blessing for America. The building inspector who was in charge of the building that collapsed in center city killed himself. Lots and lots of gay hate – you know they make commercials now with gays in them! Gah! More people this year have been killed by toddlers with guns than by terrorists. The NSA is…
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I find it interesting that when I looked at my reader this morning I saw at least 3 blog posts about how the last month or two has been a magical washout for many people. I’ve also heard individuals on other forms of social media say the same. I don’t know what it is, but it’s the same for me. The past 2 months has seen only minimal magical work in my temple other than participating in Her Sacred Fires and doing standard offerings. Its been frustrating!
I mentioned in the spring that I was going to do the Headless One Rite to figure out my S.A. (HGA whatever) situation. I did so, and I think adequately proved to myself that I had it all along, but then something popped, some sort of spiritual fuse tripped or something and I felt disconnected and spiritually dry for at least a month…
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Vampires, they’re everywhere in popular culture right now. Thankfully today’s post will deal with vampires more resembling the works of Stoker rather than Meyer. However, I’m not interested in discussing Stoker’s characters – Dracula, Mina Harker, Abraham Van Helsing – we’ll save them for another day. This article will discuss a different vampire hunter by the name of Abraham. Yep, old honest Abe, 16th president of the United States and, if you believe author Seth Grahame-Smith, one of history’s best vampire hunters. I just had the good fortune of reading Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter and recommend it to anything out there looking to read something that manages to be both incredibly intelligent and hilariously stupid at the same time.
I almost didn’t read this book. Not because I heard it was bad, quite the opposite. I heard nothing but glowing praise for Grahame-Smith’s novel. There was only one thing that…
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Trudging nose to butt up the ropes that had been fixed to the steep slope, Panuru and I were wedged between strangers above us and below us. The day before, at Camp III, our team had been part of a small group. But when we woke up this morning, we were stunned to see an endless line of climbers passing near our tents.