Lake County's Geysers provides electricity, jobs — and tours
Around the clock, seven days a week, its 15 plants hum quietly and efficiently, cranking out 6 million megawatts of natural, clean energy a year, enough to supply 39 percent of the United States' geothermal generation, and 18 percent of California's ...
April 10, 2015
Bits and Pieces
"Off the Wall - Invitation to the Arts": 6-10 p.m. March 21. Reception honoring AHA! and Peter DeWalt as Bring a set and a chess clock if you have one. Informal, no memberships and no fees. Free lessons Sponsored by Analog Devices and Boston ...
March 12, 2015
The Shape of Things to Come
That day, a hundred assembly lines in Zhengzhou, China, were turning out still secret new iPhones at a reported rate of seventy-five hundred an hour, and rumors about new Apple products, including a watch, were being posted online at nearly the same ...
February 16, 2015
Lois Tilton Reviews Short Fiction, late January
of stag leaps and wolf spins and peacock poses to the tinkling of a grand piano, when I had been the stag and the wolf and the peacock and the grand piano, had been them at the bottom of the sea and in midden heaps and in rivers of cheese and when ...
January 29, 2015
The Art World's Patron Satan
On arrival, I was greeted by Simchowitz's partner in both life and business, Rosi Riedl, a tall, silver-haired former model — one prominent curator dismissed her as “a Bond girl” — with a strong will and a buoyant disposition. Riedl was born .. He ...
December 30, 2014
RadioShack Begins Wave of Liquidation Sales
This weekend will see the start of a final round of sales at 1,700 RadioShack stores, the first wave slated for liquidation as the consumer-electronics retailer tries to cut down its chain in Chapter 11 bankruptcy. Judge Brendan Shannon authorized the ...
February 7, 2015
Bringing Music Back Home
If you've got a reverberant wall, we can put up acoustic paneling and make it look like an artwork,'” he says. The current movement in If you're bored you might notice the clock ticking, whereas music can give you the impression that time is flying ...
December 18, 2014
For some reason I felt compelled to post it…. “It was just a rock. It sounded so different in her head, rehearsed a thousand times since she took a seat next to Officer Todd who sat unaffected. She wondered if it fell on deaf ears. The ripped seat pad, held together with silver duct tape, looked like it had been mended with a poor man’s bandaid. ” Officer Todd didn’t look up. He continued to fill out his paperwork as if her admission were nothing important. She could tell by the dark circles under his eyes and the way that he rubbed them every few minutes that he was not used to being here at this late hour. He didn’t bother to ask her to repeat herself. “It was just a rock. Her filthy hands were covered in grime, dirt and blood blended together to make a sort of paste that dried into a crude brown. They’d told her not to, but she couldn’t help it. Just like she couldn’t help repeating herself a third, and then fourth and fifth time. “It was just a rock. It was just a rock. “-Just a rock. Ya, I got it. ” His pen fell to the desk as he let out an exhausted sigh. He glanced at the old analog clock on the wall before speaking again. You can tell him all about the rock when he gets here.
Beads of rain ran down the window casting flickering shadows across the bedroom and a rumble of thunder would shake the glass every so often. A series of drawers were set into the wall along with a closet, only thin lines outlined where the compartments were. A small red light pulsed slowly on the wall next to the bed, below a black thirteen inch screen. Jack Aric O’Callahan sat propped up against the cool glass, his muscular chest rising and falling rhythmically. A silver chain with a single dog tag hung against his chest, a momentum to his past. In his left hand, a cigarette was balanced between his fingers, and his right arm, a series of wires, servos, and circuits was incased in a flesh-colored carbon fiber-kevlar blend casing, was wrapped around the shoulders of a naked woman, laying... Jack knew that she did more than take her clothes off an strut around naked for rich snobs in three-piece suits. Cordell had choppy, heavily layered purple hair. Protruding from the top of her head where triangular ears, similar to that of a cat’s, that twitched occasionally, and folded back against her hair when he ran his hand across the top of her head. Protruding from her lower back was a fluffy purple and black stripped tail, that flicked happily over the edge of the bed. Jack inhaled through his cigarette causing the ember to glow bright for a moment.
If you’ve been reading Uni Watch for the past couple months, you’ve (hopefully) noticed a new Saturday feature this year: “Classic Scoreboards,” which are the brainchild of Gary Chanko. When Gary approached me about doing this series over the summer, I was ecstatic, because aside from uniforms, there are two things I really enjoy about sports: old scoreboards and ballparks. So I was very psyched for Gary to bring these to us. I had hoped to “properly” introduce the series with a lede, but with college football and the WFL design contest, I never really had the chance. Rather than do a “Q & A” with Gary (as I normally do when I feature an artist or designer), I asked Gary a few questions about his project and then to just put it into his own words. So, today, I want to reintroduce you to Gary and have him describe this undertaking, and then he’ll kick us into the next phase of the project: old football scoreboards. Classic Football Scoreboards – First in a Series. This week begins a new series of scoreboards covering classic college and pro football venues. But before moving to the first classic football scoreboard, I want to share a brief overview of how this series began and the process for creating the art work.