The Bloomsbury Group

I just like this piece (because of the hands!), but of course the man is also worth discussing.

Lytton Strachey by Dora Carrington (they were friends)

Watch this Man

Well, he's been around for a while... but I still mention him.

Takashi Murakami.

Is he the Japanese Warhol? Well at least in his business model: http://english.kaikaikiki.co.jp/whatskaikaikiki/

The Few

There are always a few definitive individuals in any given era. 

That is to say, these individuals define the era. 

John Cage is one of them.

They question all authorities (sources of normalcy, institutions) (though not for contemptible reasons) and pursue items that intrigue them for their own intrinsic value... They don't do this for anything but their own personal benefit; however, they are consequently working for general welfare of all people.

Others who do this? Andrew Carnegie; Leonardo DaVinci; etc.

This, I believe, is one key to success. 

Yes, I love Ayn Rand's novels. 

Unrequited Love

The words of one of my favorite friends are echoing in my ears as I write this. A blog? Isn't that just like an online diary?

Ummm yes. well. i suppose. 

Still. The world must know. I've suspected some 'requite' all year and yet here I am stymied and alone. Not rubbing shoulders with anyone. 

The Future; I love human ingenuity and progress

http://www.spaceadventures.com/index.cfm

http://www.virgingalactic.com/ [Flash site preferred]

GO TO THESE SITES AND START DROOLING. I cannot wait for (a. my income to increase sufficiently to buy one of these trips, (b. the companies to systematize and reduce costs. I feel like we're in the historical invention stage of the automobile, about to explode through the interchangeable parts revolution... first the elite and then the masses will enjoy space tourism.

Design 101

So I just realized that I designed this blog opposing every fragment of design instruction that I have ever received (which adds up to a substantial amount). The gaping structure-less white space in the middle is alarmingly wrong. Perhaps one day, after my html fluency increases, I will fix it. But for now please fool your mind into relishing the belly of my page as you would a blissful cloud.  

If you could sing like anyone, who would it be?

Freddy Mercury.