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It crowed. That was the beginning. Lucky D. Clucky was supposed to be a she. Soft-spoken. Egg-laying. Hen-like in all the traditional ways.

I just finished this one. Really fascinating story well written.

# “To understand recursion, you must understand recursion.”

This: and this: based on this:

The latest image from my generative art series was a nice surprise. It started as this: for (i in 1:500) { x = x*((0.98)^i)*cos(i) y = y*((0.98)^i)*sin(i) } which is simple R code that generates 500 x, y points that spiral. That code gave me this:

I have a friend that likes to bring me coffee from various places in Latin America that he visits. Took me about a week to drink this one up. Tasted like a medium-dark roast, slightly bitter. Good, not great to my palette. Thoroughly enjoyed it however.

I consider myself a fledgling geometer. That is, someone who is inspired by the beauty in numbers and wants to make stuff in that realm. Geometric images and like that. Some call it Sacred Geometry. I prefer to call it Inspired Geometry. So, I’m an Inspired Geometer? Okay. I can go with that.

Michael Finkel, Author “It’s the ending, I believe, that Knight planned. He wasn’t going to leave behind a single recorded thought, not a photo, not an idea. No person would know of his experience. Nothing would ever be written about him. He would simply vanish, and no one on this teeming planet would notice. His end wouldn’t create so much as a ripple on North Pond. It would have been an existence, a life, of utter perfection.”

Hanging out at Midtown Coffee in Quincy, Ca. Rainy day. Reading, drawing, and this: Coffee: Ethiopian dark Grub: Cherry turnover

Found a can of this at C.A.N.: It’s delicious, smoky, and hot, man! I’ve been adding it to spice up my fixin’s and I’ve learned to moderate it.