Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the face.

Mike Tyson, Joe Louis, or possibly no one in particular. Anyway, of the many versions I’ve seen (e.g., “…until they get hit,” or “…until they get punched in the mouth.”), I like this one best.

steel stacks.

Operated by ArtsQuest in Bethlehem, Pa., this retired steel mill is now a campus centered on supporting arts and culture in the Lehigh Valley. The stacks are massive and impressive, and the pictures don’t do them justice. I went this weekend to see Shawn, who was on the campus for a World Cup festival.

It’s both sad and inspiring: arts and culture survive amid the bones of a once-thriving industrial complex. Growth from decay. A playground surrounded by rust and crumbling brick.

As an added bonus, at night, the campus lights up in colors. It’s reminiscent of Joker’s lair in Arkham City, for you gamers and comic fans out there.


Glimmers: A Short Story

The second day of rain in the early summer. Through the apartment windows, Christian hears diesel engine downshifts. Car tire puddle splashes. Squeaky brakes coming to a slow stop. The sounds as the world shuttles itself through a gray, rainy dawn. Read More

(Photo by Gregory Bastien on Flickr)

[A new short story. Hopefully a fitting short read for a rainy day. I hope you enjoy it! -gj]