by Tim Girvin | Mar 7, 2006 | Diary
I’m looking for the real thing; but then again, what’s to say that the real thing isn’t merely a “shade” of some other, perhaps more wonderful… similarity. simulacrum \sim-yuh-LAY-kruhm; -LAK-ruhm\, noun; plural simulacra...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 27, 2006 | Diary
We win Canyon Ranch Living in Miami; while the winning is grand, the vibe of Miami is curious. It’s moneyed, but cultural — to the arts — vacant. The sensing is all about the transport of snowbird capital, from the north, to the south, from the far...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 23, 2006 | Diary
After long, stormwashed and cast along, the Wanderer stone was found, buried under tons of washed pilings and logs, hidden, the gyrovague — a stony meandering. Never lost, merely unseen… gyrovague (JYE-ro-vayg) noun A monk who travels from one place to...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 22, 2006 | Diary
A long day, but… Paying attention, working at intention, avoiding contention, hardly detention…
by Tim Girvin | Feb 20, 2006 | Diary
Hello and good morning… I find this, seeing this, an odd mnemonic to the day — of Presidents, no less. I suppose that we associate eagles with the presidency, do we not? Not sure, entirely, what we are celebrating there…but it’s today. To...
