I do think I may keep blogging my spills, breakings and other accidents, preferrably via photo…today’s wouldn’t really come out in a picture: during a meeting, I kept scratching my leg with a retractable pen, which turned out not to be retracted. Fortunately I was wearing dark blue pants, so I’m the only person who noticed the black sketch explosion on my thigh.
Accidents, continued
November 24, 2009 by minorsecondsDropped Iron, Yoghurt Foot
November 23, 2009 by minorsecondsAfter two remarkable accidents today–among the steady hum of spills, stumbles and modest catastrophes that colors my physical ambit–I wondered if there might be some intangible intrinsic value to these mishaps. Every day these things happen, and they frustrate me. Thwarted, cursing–what am I missing? Maybe there is a message in what shatters? I’ll try to pay more attention.
Make a Brick
November 9, 2009 by minorsecondsAll new breathing: after a sludgy weekend, the head-cold breaks, just in time for a return to the workweek. Sniffled & cleaned much of the weekend, to less than hoped result.
At one point I consulted the Oblique Strategies, which stated: “Not building a wall, but making a brick”. I thought, ‘Yeah, exactly”, but now I’m not sure how small the brick is supposed to be. Maybe I need to go back further: “Not making a brick, but finding the mud.”
I Can’t Wait for This Spring
November 6, 2009 by minorsecondsMark of the Least
October 8, 2009 by minorsecondsMinor Seconds blog is at full ebb. Summer seems to be the slow season by far. But then last fall was when things really got cooking around here, following a similar silent phase, so–
I’d concede to feeling pretty uninspired and generally drained for a while – for reasons probably already sufficiently alluded to – but I hope to brighten the creeative corners, and fall is always a favored season for that. Whether or not this translates into swole blogging will remain to be seen…
Shortly, I creep in to 30[s]. Son of Sam Hain, get yourself back!

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Note from Mom
September 4, 2009 by minorsecondsTweren’t
September 3, 2009 by minorsecondsOut of want for an appropriate and efficient modality for quick blags and general micropithyness, and with some inspiration from Minor blogcrush Vander Yacht, I’ve christened my ship in the waters of Twitter:
Oh, eaten words, you taste so good!
Qwik Prediktion
August 28, 2009 by minorsecondsTest Test
August 23, 2009 by minorsecondsSyncing or Sinking?
Gallery Hours
August 23, 2009 by minorsecondsYesterday afternoon I spent the afternoon working in the gallery I used to call job; at the desk of the past. Here’s an interlude against self-pity and stress-stoking, in celebration of slow time.






