#sometimes

Sometimes you get the gold

I don’t think back on my early years with a computer anywhere near enough. Sam Henri Gold’s excellent article on the MacBook Neo made me need to do just that. My mum got me a Commodore VIC-20 from the local Fine Fare supermarket when I was probably five. We were a Tomorrow’s World household and watched Star Trek repeats over dinner. She knew what was up. Computers were going to eat the world, and her kid was going to be on the right end of the fork. I spent hours on that machine. Days, weeks, months, and years. It came with a manual on how to program stuff in BASIC. We couldn’t afford a tape d

Relative Sanity · EN

Seriously fun things!

Seriously! , sometimes you've just gotta go have some fun!, to re-center yourself, or…just to go have some fun! These things have risen to the top of our list as "quick fixes" in the fun category: Since I didn't hide the brand on the non-motorized one I'll tell you that the motorized one is a BackFire Ranger (direct drive, solid wheels…offroad capable). And these things: They put you in flow. All of them do. We have two of each of the skateboards too, one for each of us. …and while I'm typing this I'm getting Medicare mass emails about "managing chronic conditions"…aw man! Go out and play! See

Second Wind Cycling · EN

Raindrops on a Pool

Sometimes, when people learn I’m a cultural consultant, they ask me why queer people, or people of color, or religious minorities, or disabled people, or any other subaltern population seem so sensitive about trivial things. A lot of the time, it’s this …

James Mendez Hodes · EN

Christopher Harding: Sometimes a man has to jump

Early​ in July 1942, people on Japan’s northernmost main island of Hokkaidō became aware that a man was rifling through their rubbish bins. This would have been peculiar behaviour under any circumstances, but the man was their prime minister. Tōjō Hideki was a little over half a year into an all-out war with the United States and Britain – to add to an older conflict still raging in China – and it was taking its toll.

London Review of Books · EN

Lavinia Greenlaw: Two Poems

Sometimes We Are in the Same CityAfter Rilke/After TsvetaevaHalf a life half my life a half-lifewere/are you?Such immediate/such fittingrecognitionwe floated into place. What next/what...

London Review of Books · EN