Entries by Christopher

On Memorial Day

I will not share in the jingoism and nationalism exhibited by others on days like today. I will sing no patriotic songs today. I will share no banal images celebrating our military. I will not cover my home in flags.

“To Live, Not To Exist”

I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not […]

N&W 611, Finally Fired Up

Yesterday I made my way up to the North Carolina Transportation Museum in Spencer, NC for their Sendoff Celebration for the Virginia Museum of Transportation’s N&W Class J 611. Since May 2014, the 611 has been at Spencer, undergoing its much anticipated restoration after twenty long years in hibernation. For someone like me who grew up enamored […]

A Marathon in Westeros

I don’t read series very often, so I consider it quite the feat for over half of my very first 9,000-page year to be technically the same story.

A Banner Year for Reading

It looks like 2014 is to set a solid personal record for the number of pages I have read. Chalk it up to reading all seven books of J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter series and (so far) the first four books of George R.R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series this year. I’m now on A Song of Ice […]

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Reflections on DC

It’s been roughly half a decade since my last tour with a choir, and this year my return to the grand adventure was set in the area of our nation’s capital. Over the course of two days, we spent about six hours roaming the city on free time. I was very happy to finally mark […]

“The Sign of the Mushroom”

In honor of the 65th anniversary of the nuclear bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, below is an excerpt from Robert Leckie’s memoir, Helmet for My Pillow: I lay in the hospital ward and the Sign of the Mushroom rose over the world. I lay in a hospital for the tenth time since I had chosen to […]