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Introducing the Oxford Time Machine
Quite possibly, the most addictive site I’ve visited over the years has been the Atlanta Time Machine. Simple in premise and overall purpose, it provides an endless catalog of “then-and-now” photographs of Atlanta, even going so far as providing the same visual perspective with each photograph. For example, here’s a shot in the heart of Buckhead, capturing the split of Roswell Road from Peachtree, and the triangle in-between. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg, in regards to his collection. I’ve been...
read moreThe Truth and the Faulkner… Part Deux
A sober man’s thoughts are a drunk man’s words…A selection of some of Faulkner’s more profound statements: “A writer must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid.” “An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn’t know why they choose him and he’s usually too busy to wonder why.” “Given a choice between grief and nothing, I’d choose grief.” “Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better...
read moreThe Gallery at Marimekko
I spent Friday evening at a Gallery Opening at marimekko, a great shop just south of the Square on Lamar, enjoying great art with a number of locals (good to see everyone out while the students are summering). Marimekko has an Opening about twice a month, and generally features local and regional artists. If you haven’t taken the time to stop in, you should do so – while you’re there put your name on their email list and you’ll get announcements for each Gallery Opening. The current show features the works of James...
read moreGoogle's Accurate Map of the Square
I can envision someone giving directions to their house based off this Google Map… “Now, you’ll head into town on South Lamar. As you approach the Square, your natural intention will be to turn right. Don’t. Per Google, disregard the Courthouse in front of you, and drive straight ahead. What’s that? Yes, up the courthouse steps. As you break through the back wall of the courthouse on your exit, continue driving north until you see our house on the left...
read moreThe Truth and the Faulkner
William Faulkner’s 1949 Nobel Prize attested to his impact on the world of literature. His statue in Oxford Square is a tribute to the indelible mark he left on our city. And, of course, Jim Beam’s flourishing industry it a testament to his habits. Perhaps he was never sober enough to keep any secrets, so I’ve done a little research and dug up some bones. So, first, the bones: rumor has it that Faulkner’s dog is buried next to him in Oxford Cemetery. The Faulkner cemetery plot contains 4 graves: one for Faulkner, his wife Estelle, and...
read moreGuidance for the Clueless Graduate
I was a clueless graduate, unproudly, way back in ‘95. Now, I wasn’t clueless in regards to job opportunity, but clueless in regards to career path. And, generally, what on earth to do after I got my diploma. Basically – no direction. And no idea. What I could have really used, back then, were tips on where to start. I wasn’t looking for someone to tell me what to do. Essentially, I was looking for someone to educate me on interesting first steps that could help define my overall career path. So I thought I’d share some ideas...
read moreOxford Mini Video Documentary
I stumbled across a pretty cool mini documentary yesterday which highlights, in my own words, ‘all things wonderful = Oxford’.. thought I’d share with everybody. It seems to be produced by a company called TurnHere, and features local Micah Ginn..(great job, Micah) it runs a little over 3...
read morePedestrian
My first experience with the law came when I was about five years old. My mother and I were driving through our neighborhood when the moment came. As we approached a four-way intersection, I noticed a neighborhood resident, who happened to be of Asian descent (relevance in a sec), standing at the corner. My mother stopped at the intersection and allowed the woman to cross the street. The following conversation ensued. Five year-old Me, “why did you let that lady go in front of us?” My mother, “because pedestrians have the...
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