“…a spectral cavalry, faces disquietingly wanting in detail, eyes little more than blurred sockets…” (Another Riff on Thomas Pynchon’s Against the Day)


  1. Another riff on/citation from Thomas Pynchon’s Against the Day.
  2. In this episode, our heroes, Chums of Chance Chick Counterfly (chief science officer) and Darby Suckling (chief horndog) have found their way to an off-brand time machine, managed and (shoddily) maintained by Dr. Zoot (whose doctorate seems unlikely). Dr. Zoot sends the boys (ostensibly) to the future for a brief glimpse:

They seemed to be in the midst of some great storm in whose low illumination, presently, they could make out, in unremitting sweep across the field of vision, inclined at the same angle as the rain, if rain it was—some material descent, gray and wind-stressed—undoubted human identities, masses of souls, mounted, pillioned, on foot, ranging along together by the millions over the landscape accompanied by a comparably unmeasurable herd of horses. The multitude extended farther than they could see—a spectral cavalry, faces disquietingly wanting in detail, eyes little more than…

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Standing Ovation, Seated

The first two weeks of July is when cars, trains, and boats carry thousands of  visitors to Montreux, a small and otherwise quiet lake-side town 80 km away from Geneva. Jazz Festival.

There are 4 or 5 stages with good to exceptional performances each day, plus a chance to get on the Salsa/Tango Boat during the day. Unlike those festivals that turn fertile fields badlands for decades after the stage is taken away, Montreux is civilised, even with Switzerland being very liberal about drinking age. Well, yes, and drinking volume, now that you’re asking. In ten years I’ve been coming to the festival, I witnessed one fist-fight among teenagers that attracted so much police attention I thought Justin Bieber must have been one of the teens.

No, Don’t be repulsed. Justin is not coming. B.B.King, Santana, Clapton, Joe Cocker, Prince,  George Thorogood, Lilly Allen, Alice Cooper, Herbie Hancock, Deep Purple with…

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A Hole In The Wall


A Certain Slant of Light Photography

The climb up to the top of the Florence duomo is a moderately long one. Along the way, you’ll come across some windows with a delightful view to the city below. A handy reminder to stop and admire the scenery once in a while.

When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.
– Alexander Graham Bell



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“You Know You`re In Japan When….”

Hey from Japan- or wherever the moving van arrives- Emily Cannell

It`s time for another captivating installment of our continuing series. We switch our attention to practices less commonly discussed in the journalling done on the plane ride home, however, that doesn`t mean it isn`t exciting.

Today`s riveting cultural tidbit?

“You know you`re in Japan when you stare at construction workers.” Perhaps openly goggle might be a better description.

The reasons are obvious. Just like women in the US who walk by a crowded construction site to find themselves the center of attention, these guys too are tired of the catcalls, stares, and overt gestures of affection. But women like me continue anyway in appreciation. So let`s continue.

Obviously, there are few pictures on this subject. TokyoBling introduced me to the value of a “Widowmaker”- a very long lens with a high resolution- of which I do not own. The subjects of this post did not readily agree to having their…

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