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Fungi of the Day #2608

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Fungi of the Day #2608

I saw a movie with some coworkers at the Kabuki theater, and when we stepped out we had a long trek back to the Bart station. It was rather late already, but we passed some interesting windows on the way: an unlabeled building full of cars from throughout the last century, all shining like new; a shop full of identical, immaculately polished pianos; a cooking school where the students all sat at the tables, enjoying the meals they’d crafted.

At one moment I glanced back to see these mushrooms growing in the concrete. City life is tough, of course, so this species has evolved a cap composed of iron. It keeps them thriving through storms and crowds – just be careful not to stub your toe.

ff7 fight
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November 12, 2015 at 11:56 pm

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Sign of the Day #2530

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Sign of the Day #2530

There is a world where the signmaker is an unfulfilled artist, given free reign of her domain but disappointed by the scope of her work. Every sign she creates – which is every sign the public needs, lining every road in the country – features these dejected faces. Children At Play, Road Work Ahead, Elderly Crossing, Wet Floor, Watch Your Head: hundreds of thousands of frowning stick figures playing out every facet of our lives, dejected.

The people in this world live out their lives much as we do, traveling to and fro, reasonably happy for the most part; but the tone there is a notch or two more melancholy than here, and the frowning signs have been around for so long that no one remembers it ever being different.

I wonder how much influence things like this can have on us.

dive

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August 26, 2015 at 9:59 pm

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Bounty of the Day #2518

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Bounty of the Day #2518

Laurel are moving the day after tomorrow, and have only begun to pack. We’ve filled the boxes we had already, but this morning we walked by a house that the residents must have just moved in to, and a massive stack of flattened moving boxes was sitting outside at the curb. We packed up what I could carry, and after saying goodbye to Laurel at the station I walked the rest of the way home with the box of boxes, peering around the cardboard as I went.

When I first moved in here, I kept finding items discarded on the sidewalk – the very things I needed, laid out as if they were meant for me. You can call it confirmation bias, and I don’t need to scrounge as much as I used to, but it still feels a little like the universe providing for us. Once we move in, I suppose we will have to leave these out for someone else to discover, and keep the chain going.

I don’t know why

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August 15, 2015 at 12:56 am

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Cave of the Day #2479

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Cave of the Day #2479

The coronary bypass performed on the city a few months ago is just about done, but a few lengths of arterial tubing still rest in the street. Planting them in the earth was a colossal task, as will be carting them away. In the process, it seems, we lost one hapless worker: digested completely, absorbed into the walls, all that remains of him is his lucky helmet.

Because cities are Creatures of the Abstract, digested souls are assimilated into the city, and become a part of the collective consciousness. Don’t feel too bad about this lost worker; he’ll still be here for decades, perhaps centuries, to come, a part of every conversation, a chord in every busker’s song.

anything to help you

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July 6, 2015 at 10:44 pm

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Leaf of the Day #2421

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Leaf of the Day #2421

What a strange thing that the leaves should learn to speak in order to ask for privacy. Finding a message like this, formed with specially adapted pigments, is such a novel discovery that we ignore the message in order to marvel at it.

For its sake I will keep the leaf’s location a secret, but it may well have been stolen away by botanical psychologists after we left it behind.

daydream

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May 9, 2015 at 11:52 pm

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Dragon of the Day #2415

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Dragon of the Day #2415

I walked through a nearby but unfamiliar neighborhood this afternoon, and was so happy to be out – walking in the sun, surrounded by green, the sound of wind chimes and birds and whispering trees filling the air, traffic and airplanes passing in the distance.

This dragon guards one of the homes I passed, flying fierce with his many claws under flowery vines. The gate to the house is painted as well, and the upper point of the house, where the wall meets the two sides of the roof, was adorned with a carved sun and moon. It seemed like a place that was lived in and loved, and felt like a place where friends live.

I want to live in a home with a dragon.

walk the endless path

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May 3, 2015 at 9:30 pm

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Gift of the Day #2388

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Gift of the Day #2388

This is Laurel’s felted sparrow, which she crafted about a year ago; it’s long since become a Zinky toy, and has been slowly dissolving since he first introduced it to claws and teeth. We woke this morning with it sitting at the edge of the bed, perfectly centered between our feet – a cat-granted gift, it seems, though I expect it’s already been reclaimed and tossed about the apartment once again.

Zinky’s an indoor cat, which means his choice of gifts is rather limited – all for the best, I think.

your love is such a swamp

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April 6, 2015 at 10:46 pm

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