May 2010
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I ♥ Legos in Space
A Word On Creative Collaboration: Ugly Prom is a community house party my friends put on each year. I wanted to setup a website in a night to help with promotions. —Hey listen, if you live in Nashville come kick it with us at Ugly Prom on June 5. So nothing had been designed at this point, and I didn’t have time to design from scratch, so I turned to flickr for inspiration. I...
May 17th
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Secondhand Smoke
We finally escaped the madness for a time, at a restaurant that taught you Italian words in the bathroom. Over bread we resolved to keep each other strong; We wouldn’t turn to smoking like those few months in college. Over pasta we realized how foolish it was to think we could stand by our neighbors in need, without taking care of each other. We walked out the side door where the...
May 11th
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Room in The Inn after Flooding in Nashville
I teach a class on Fridays at Room In the Inn. Today no one showed up for class. After major flooding in Nashville, things aren’t back to normal for Nashville’s homeless—whatever that means. I was hoping to ask folks to share stories about how the flood has impacted them so their viewpoints aren’t lost in the shuffle. We may have to wait on that. All I have is one:...
May 7th
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Nashville, breathe
Nashville is hurting from flooding. It’s time to act, but remember it’s going to take weeks and months of work for things to get back to normal. Pace yourself. Remember to Breathe. We need to act quickly. But don’t forget the calm word. We need to calmly act quickly. We need calming influences to stay sane. Breathe deeply and others will follow; This is our long-term...
May 4th
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The Water Tower
Bringing visitors was a sacred act. He led her to where the first fence ended by a young sampling tree. On the path he held two things: her hand, and a swiss army knife tucked in his pocket. Rolling it, he was always conscious of when the blade touched his fingers or thumb. The tree hanging funny had a face. Its branches creaked like a door. They could smell the river. It turned through...
May 3rd
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Tragedy and Jokes: A Nashville flooding roundup
May 1, 2010 was an emotional day in Nashville. In some moments I cried—not from allergies this time, but from hearing a firsthand account of loss. In other moments I laughed after someone perfectly captured the ridiculousness of it all. In an attempt to process all this, I put the tragedy and jokes juxtaposed in two columns. Their proximity is cruel, but somehow healing. Tragedy “A...
May 2nd
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