…and Muir Woods shifts the inner clock like nothing else.
Got to visit with the many fine people at Creative Growth in Oakland yesterday. A life-giving salve to headlines of all kinds.
Taught my last class of the semester today! Tradeoff for a jam-packed year with only a short winter break built in. I’ll take it. Let long-summer commence.
My husband’s Peabody nominations grow: “From filmmakers Martin Smith, Marcela Gaviria and Brian Funck, China, the U.S. & the Rise of Xi Jinping investigates China’s emergence as one of the world’s wealthiest — and most repressive — countries, and the role of its longtime president, Xi Jinping…
This report on how a couple revived “stoop coffee” and sparked a whole series of neighborhood events is the best thing I’ve read all month.
I’m excited to follow along with Boston College’s Department of Formative Education programs.
Tickets go on sale tomorrow (Apr 9) for the Independent Film Festival Boston! Simple Machine screens on Saturday Apr 26 at 8 pm, Somerville Theater, and again on Tuesday Apr 29, also at 8 pm at Somerville Theater. Brian and I will be there for both; we’d love to see you. More festivals to come.
I met a student today doing more human-scale tech: Matte Lim’s Tobe, a YouTube interface where the only feed is your subscriptions.
Can’t decide if the further enshittification of Substack by means of video is a bad or good thing. On one hand: I’ve enjoyed it for aggregated Complete Thoughts. On the other: maybe just as well — shunts more hours toward offline life.