by Tim Girvin | Dec 15, 2006 | Diary
Hi and good morning… We couldn’t fly out on last night’s flight due to the storm in Seattle. The airport was, to our insightful analysis, quaking in the storm. The pilot told us he didn’t think the situation was improving…but worsening...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 14, 2006 | Diary
Seen by me, and the owl, see’in me. I was walking to a meeting, just off the strip, in Vegas. And wandering down a leafy corridor, saw this reference, to another world, another seeing. That re-minding sight. And it reminded me, of being somewhere else. But most...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 12, 2006 | Diary
Keep looking. When I first heard of this concept, MOSS | The store, I literally thought — wet creative. Marshes. Bogs. Gardening. Things like that. That was a long time ago. Well, ten years ago. And just before I’d learned about Murray Moss. Since his...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 11, 2006 | Diary
I was playing this game that used to be called bones. It was called that because it used them. Bones with little markings on them. Then it became dominos, something about dominance. Now this same game is called Mexican Train. What’s with that, anyway?...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 7, 2006 | Diary
I keep looking. Been here? This is one of those store concepts that makes sense, to the notions of mass and air and light > extravagances in scale of offerings. It’s big, open and has a sense of humor, but the underlying details are not surprising, per se....
