The Wormlips Scrapbook

I forgot to post this last night. It’s a little video I compiled of a sight I encountered on my walk home. I was enchanted by the contrast between setting and action. Note the volcano in the background at the beginning. [Click three times to start.] Get the Flash Player to see this content.

Every year my Irish dance friends have a New Year’s party, but since my memory reaches back only a minute or two, I’d forgotten about that when I registered for the New Year’s Eve happening at Spirit Rock. As I think I’ve written here before, I’m very weird about New Year’s Eve. I always imbue [...]

Today I drove the hour-and-a-half into the big valley to Lulu’s dorm to pick up the cacti and dirty laundry that are coming home for Christmas break. When I arrived, the building was spitting out a stream of young people as alarms blared and corridor lights flashed. The exiting kids looked at me funny as [...]