Weekend 654.0 (Churro Adjacent)
A bit of radio silence because of work travel, but it’s a rare three-day weekend. Coffee at hand and organizing my desk. What mayhem, shenanigans, and hijinks can I muster Continue Reading →
Category Archives: Weekend
Weekend 653.0 (Frozen Star)
It’s finally raining. A flyer for Space Riders by artist Geroge Opperman. The scan is from the Art of Atari. (1) A carnival of colour: Deborah Sussman’s design policy for Continue Reading →
Weekend 652.0 (Deadline Day)
It’s the end of summer when, try as it may, the heat struggles to rally. We may get one or two more freakishly warm days, but the very early morning Continue Reading →
Weekend 651.0 (Birthday)
LIMESTONEROOF turned 22 on August 21, 2025! (1) Chief Iron Tail (1857-1916) Around 1913 in Washington, D.C., he posed for the famous Indian Head Nickel. Mom left me this beautiful Continue Reading →
Weekend 650.0 (Diablos Del Cielo)
The OMNY cards are boring and could be from any city, and yes, you can “pay fares directly with digital wallets, contactless credit and debit cards” but just like tokens Continue Reading →
Weekend 649.0
“…for he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and maker is God.” (1) Coin (Noble) Showing Henry VI (The Met) (2) Notable on X:
Weekend 648.0 (…things are upside down and in the air.)
(1) Inside Brompton: a pioneering provider of folding bicycles for fifty years (Wallpaper) (2) History has a rhythm and this is eerily relevant. A quote from The Brothers York: An Continue Reading →
Weekend 647.0 (…the pigment that colors the eyes of the lovers that betray you.)
(1) Reading With Jane Austen (The Imaginative Conservative) (2) The Great Bullion Famine: When Europe’s money ran out (Glint) (2a) A quote from The Brothers York by Thomas Penn: “There Continue Reading →
Weekend 646.0 (‘Perdition cometh!’)
“For all its convenience, it [The London Orbital] is a route to nowhere, a road which simply connects to other roads.” “Looking back at the line’s history as I write, Continue Reading →
Weekend 645.0
“When the tempest rages, take refuge in the recesses of the heart of Jesus and be consoled by that hope which his promises constantly bring to full bloom in every Continue Reading →