"It’s harder to imagine the past that went away than it is to imagine the future. What we were prior to our latest batch of technology is, in a way, unknowable. It would be harder to accurately imagine what New York City was like the day before the advent of broadcast television than to imagine what it will be like after life-size broadcast holography comes online. But actually the New York without the television is more mysterious, because we’ve already been there and nobody paid any attention. That world is gone."
- William Gibson in The Art of Fiction No. 211
Wow.
It may be vacation, but the dudes got work to do. (Taken with instagram)
My grocery list earlier today was AWESOME. (Taken with instagram)
Last second trip to Chesapeake was a good idea. (Taken with instagram)
Thursday night libations.
On May 11, 2011 I developed my group’s idea for a bioactive muscle tissue scaffold. One year later, we have created the scaffold I imagined, and we’ve shown muscle fiber formation within it.
This job is high-stress and high-intensity for sure, but man is it rewarding to see notebook doodles come to life.
Holy heavens I love this song.
Genuine
Day will come
When the wind
Decides to run
And shakes the stairs
That stab the wall
And turns the page
In a future age
Some trees will bend
And some will fall
But then again
So will us all
Lets turn our prayers
Into outrageous dares
And mark our page
In a future age
High above
The sea of cars
And barking dogs
In fenced-in yards
Impulse buy after reading a review of it in The Quarterly Conversation.
Can’t put it down - manic and awesome.
