It’s jazz hour at Club Upstairs. Not only that, but it’s audience participation night. There’s nothing quite like wacky jazz with random xylophone accompaniment.
Day: May 28, 2007
Mah Motherboard
I pulled the dead motherboard out of my old computer, thinking it might be useful for an art project. At the very least, it’s kind of fun to photograph.
That little thing in the center of the photo, that looks like a miniature paper cutter, is where the processor sits. The itty bitty arm holds it in place. The cooling fan sits in the black plastic cage surrounding it.
After I’d pulled out the motherboard, I realized that it looks a bit like the model in at the beginning of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood. If I had a better camera, I’d be able to capture the streets-and-buildings feeling. It’s really kind of cool.
Mr. Worm
It’s still raining, or at least, it’s drizzling and misting, which is probably just as irritating to the folks who are trying to engage in traditional Memorial Day activities.
This little guy was wriggling around on my patio this morning. I couldn’t get a properly focused photo of him, because he wouldn’t hold still for me. Not to be gross, but somehow worms and remembering dead people seem to go together.
red paper boat 