Frisson: my favorite new word

Part of firefox has an automatic add-on called “Pocket,” which is a series of previously published articles that often have compelling headlines.  They are also articles I usually skip (not enough hours in the day, I know you know what I mean.)  This one, however caught my eye, from Neuropsych’s May 17 issue:  This 715-song…

Music and (Gasp!) Records — Trent’s World (the Blog)

A very thoughtful and insightful look at the state of music production, distribution, and appreciations that starts with a historical perspective and moves “up” to the future. I want to talk about records.  I don’t mean those emails that need to be saved because they are “important records”, nor those receipts you keep in an…

dVerse — MTB — Constanza — recipe

recipe to aim for sleep takes common sense head toss and turn off at the pass when day is but a rosy lass take care, prepare with long defense decide where limits bring fatigue then go beyond; exhaust you seek to guarantee your plan’s success shed worry’s raimant at the door step naked into your…

#FF — While you were gone…

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields This image sings that every picture has a story. Each memento, a rationale. Every cubicle is filled with paper-thin but feeling-rich associations. They are put in their proper places, one by one. They wait patiently until they are chosen in a moment for their keeper’s positive regard. Yet even the…

dVerse — Quadrille 152 — A Contest Rests

A-drowse I muse, who is cuter asleep, baby fauna or Popeye. Sure, tiny heaving feathered, furred, or terried chests attest affection-stirred endearing as they engine-putter guileless nest; yet knowing benevolent, bell-bottoms-exchanged, in a nightshirted Miss Oyl’s Bluto savior’s dreamland bub bub bubs a contest rests. image link Sarah is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday….