Doin’ that Rag
Wade in the water You’ll never get wet If you keep on doing that rag. –Robert Hunter

Circular Time
In which I digress (much) further about the not-coming apocalypse. This is long. Sorry. I tried to break it into two parts, but it just wasn’t happening. Thanks in advance for your kind attention. The Popol Vuh is the Mayan creation myth. The version available to us today was written in secret between the years 1554 and 1558 by three anonymous philosopher-priests of the Maya religio

Angry Cernunnos
Happy Hallowe’en!

No Parking
Is what this sign used to say, before I messed with it, when I found it in the woods full of bullet holes and being eaten by this tree: Not sure what I’m going to do with it now. Already got a perfectly good, conveniently scalable mossy skull for graphic purposes. Probably not going to change it, if ever I get around to designing ye blog theme v.3. So. Anybody got a noble cause for which they might require a picture of some words, any words at all, on a bullet-riddled street sign getting eaten by a tree?

No Apocalypse
I love the Mayans. That ought to be obvious to anybody who’s even looked at my WordPress theme. And I guess that makes me biased. Look back through the film category of this blog and there’s a lot of needley criticism of a lot of movies with Mayan themes. For a movie that’s blatant about it the way 2012 is blatant about it, I go into the thing harboring at the same time a sense of dread and a set of unattainable expectations. Which is, of course, not anything like the state of mind that causes people ti make movies with Mayan themes. They do it because human sacrifice and murky prophecies penned by anc