by Megan Durham | Apr 20, 2011
There is a perennial item on bucket lists throughout the multiverse; a thing that all peoples great and small aspire to, if only because it is potentially dangerous, very scary, and sounds really cool. (And perhaps because no one spends more than fifteen minutes...
by Megan Durham | Apr 12, 2011
I’ve missed the last couple updates for my blogs, mostly because it’s been a hell of a couple of weeks. Between the family coming to visit and some relationship drama I’ve been on a bit of a emotional roller coaster. But we’re back...
by Megan Durham | Mar 30, 2011
I am incredibly excited because sometime tomorrow my brother and my father will be inhabiting the same metropolitan area as me!* So not only will I get to see my family (I really am a homebody at heart and the only bad thing about Seattle is just how far away I...
by Megan Durham | Mar 28, 2011
Apologies that I’m a tad behind on updates this week, but here’s a wonderful article on whether the color magenta even exists over at Null Hypothesis to tide you...
by Megan Durham | Mar 23, 2011
Personality is such a big part of our lives that it’s probably not that unusual that the psychological community redefines it every couple of years. Although sometimes the “new” personality definitions (complete with tests, quizzes, and classes ready...
by Megan Durham | Mar 20, 2011
One of the great joys of the modern world is the ease with which we can explore other cultures. It’s not unusual to spend the morning reading Rumi or Neruda, the afternoon enjoying Miyazaki or Morel. Or whatever this isBut this practice has also...
by Megan Durham | Mar 16, 2011
One of these days I’m going to break down and buy a smart phone. It’s not that I don’t want one, every time I’m out with friends and one of them pulls up Where’s Your Bus or Open Table or- deus avertat- Angry Birds I look longingly at those smooth rectangles of...
by Megan Durham | Mar 14, 2011
The human brain is a strange organ. Simultaneously the seat of all those intangible things that make us human as well as a very physical organ, mankind has been hard at working trying to decode it since we first learned of its importance. But the more that we research...
by Megan Durham | Mar 10, 2011
Okay, so I didn’t do anything Tuesday night for Mardi Gras and didn’t mind at all, at least not until I saw all of the pictures of carnival on MSNBC’s photo website. Check out the slide show by clicking the image or here. Seriously, these parties are...
by Megan Durham | Mar 9, 2011
Here’s the last batch of images I have from an outing a couple of weeks ago, some of which are more in the line of “Street Art” than graffiti. It’s a palindrome person! I think this might be a band sticker, but the unicorns impressed me...
by Megan Durham | Mar 8, 2011
There was a time when I was able to take pride in the fact that I had never had the need to pay for anti-virus software. I thought that good old safe internet practices, such as not downloading strange files or browsing questionable websites, would keep me safe...
by Megan Durham | Mar 7, 2011
Occasionally history seems to echo Men In Black. Edwards: Why the big secret? People are smart. Kay: A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it. Of course, we tend to think that craziness is something that only far-off or...
by Megan Durham | Mar 1, 2011
I like to think that the bottom sticker applies directly to me. Flying cow wearing a sombrero? Or is it a pig with cow spots? This one’s stylish. This one not so much. I’m sure this is supposed to be someone...
by Megan Durham | Feb 28, 2011
In 1518, outside of Strasbourg, a married woman steps out of her house and begins to dance. She dances until she falls to the ground from exhaustion, only to get up and continue, her feet bruised and bloody. Soon other dancers join the streets, eventually...
by Megan Durham | Feb 23, 2011
And it’s time for another session of Seattle street stickers and randomness. Brought to you care of my cell phone camera, straight from Capitol Hill to your computer. I wonder if this is supposed to be a commentary on milk and bones. I love the...
