🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈 #Pittsburgh 
#Pittsburgh 🖤💛⚾️ 
🍻🖤⚾️ Asking about the new “rules” 
Pirates Forever! 💛🖤 Game Night #Pittsburgh 
“I'lI mention in passing that Italian is, I believe, the only language in which the word for "vague" (vago) also means charming, attractive; having originally meant "wandering, it still carries with it a feeling of movement and mutability, which in Italian suggests not only uncertainty and indeterminacy but also grace and pleasure.) In order to put my love for exactitude to the test, I'll read over those passages of the Zibaldone in which Leopard praises the vague. He writes:
Le parole lontano, antico e simili sono poeticissime e piacevoli, perché destano idee vaste, e indefinite . .
(25 settembre I821)” ~Calvino
What do you think about this quote? 
Sometimes https://coracle.social/ doesn't work. Sometimes it works wonderfully, fast and functional. Today is one of these days.
I can “like” or show appreciation in more than place with the same identity 🔑 — perfect!
"Nobody tells people who are beginners — is that all of us who do creative work … we get into it because we have good taste. But it’s like there’s a gap, that for the first couple years that you’re making stuff, what you’re making isn’t so good, OK? It’s not that great. It’s really not that great. It’s trying to be good, it has ambition to be good, but it’s not quite that good. But your taste — the thing that got you into the game — your taste is still killer, and your taste is good enough that you can tell that what you’re making is kind of a disappointment to you."
"And the most important possible thing you can do is do a lot of work — do a huge volume of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week, or every month, you know you’re going to finish one story. Because it’s only by actually going through a volume of work that you are actually going to catch up and close that gap."
#creativity #art #writing
https://www.themarginalian.org/2014/01/29/ira-glass-success-daniel-sax/
Bravo 👏🏻👏🏻 Love this!
“…violation of the Espionage Act”
Taste the rainbow. I prefer Jung— 
#Night #poem
“The Door
When I first heard you on the phone
your voice had to be that '40s wartime voice
for it to get under my skin like it did,
after seven years asleep.
You’re at the beginning of something, you said,
and I’m at the end of something;
but you didn’t go away,
twice-born, three times, coming around,
rough cello.
Late days
I want to drive to your grave,
But I don’t belong to it”
~Jean Valentine
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/91876/the-door-5858542c3fbdf
"This longing for architectural coherence leads to comparisons of code with music, which is often described as the most mathematical of the arts. There is, in fact, an anecdotal but fairly generalized belief among American programmers that there is a high correlation between coding and music-making, that many coders are musicians."
saved this article back in 2014 and just rediscovered it in my old evernote account
https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2014/09/05/the-beauty-of-code/
Thank you— great piece.
“So, beautiful code is lucid, it is easy to read and understand; its organization, its shape, its architecture reveals intent as much as its declarative syntax does. Each small part is coherent, singular in its purpose, and although all these small sections fit together like the pieces of a complex mosaic, they come apart easily when one element needs to be changed or replaced. All this leads to the happiness of the programmer, who must understand it, change it, extend it.” nostr:note15m2snkd0t9afx80cmupsd6tle84enzktdc87eyjvjyksqxg6jswsq4k6cq
“Temptation, knowledge, punishment, exile: these are things, in Gilot’s version of Genesis, that come from man, even if it is woman who will be blamed. The same year, Gilot moved in with Picasso. A friend warned that she was headed for catastrophe. “I told her she was probably right, but I felt it was the kind of catastrophe I didn’t want to avoid,” Gilot recalls in her remarkable 1964 memoir, “Life with Picasso,” written with the art critic Carlton Lake, and recently reissued by New York Review Books Classics.
…. When Gilot told Picasso that she wanted to ‘live with my own generation and the problems of my time,’ he put a curse on her head:
‘Even if you think people like you, it will only be a kind of curiosity they will have about a person whose life has touched mine so intimately. And you’ll be left with only the taste of ashes in your mouth. For you, reality is finished; it ends right here. If you attempt to take a step outside my reality—which has become yours, inasmuch as I found you when you were young and unformed and I burned everything around you—you’re headed straight for the desert.’
He was wrong—mostly. For one thing, Gilot ended up happily married to Jonas Salk, who was doubtless secure enough in his own accomplishments to like her for reasons that had nothing to do with Picasso.”
Jonas Salk — Pittsburgh History.
How Picasso’s Muse Became a Master https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/07/22/how-picassos-muse-became-a-master
Syntony Bot 