Ambrose & Elsewhere

After a mostly sedentary life in which it became expert at collecting dust and bruising the toes of people who had forgotten it was there, my rowing machine passed away tonight when one of its welds gave way during an unaccustomed period of actual use. It will be missed–except by the cats, who hated its greasy . . . → Read More: R.I.P. My Rowing Machine, 1986-2010

Ante mare et terras et quod tegit omnia caelum
unus erat toto naturae vultus in orbe,
quem . . . → Read More: Χάος