Because there is no such think as taking too many breaks!
Rheumatoid Arthritis Guy is the fourth of five children. For our first Christmas, my mother would make each one of us a stocking with our name and felt cut-out designs. When we would woke up on Christmas morning, there was never any confusion about which stocking belonged to who.
My stocking got many years of actual use…but around two years ago – when I was nearing my 35 years – it started showing some wear and tear (just like me…and come to think of it, the worst of the wear was right about the heel and the toes!). It was time to protect it for many years to come, so I got it mounted in an archival frame. Each December, I continue to hang it on my wall with pride.
I am getting ready to re-read The Eyes of the Skin: Architecture and the Senses. I have always been interested in examining the role of all of the senses and how they relate to the architectural experiences. Some of my clearest remembrances of built space invoke not only visual memories, but also auditory and olfactory memories.
I also really like it when the sense of touch is present. If you live in the Dallas/Fort Worth area, next time you visit Louis Kahn’s Kimball Art Museum be sure to to enter from the park in the back and not the parking garage in the front, and you will know what I mean. (You will also be approaching the museum in the way that the architect had intended for people to enter.)
All six volumes of Stephen King’s The Dark Tower are headed my way. I am also thinking of purchasing a copy of Under the Dome: A Novel (which is discounted 59% at Amazon!). Has anyone read this latest book yet?
A week from today next Sunday morning, my parents will be starting their long journey to South America for the holidays…and won’t arrive until Monday morning. I can’t wait. There is still a lot that we have to do this coming week, including renting a portable oxygen tank for my father!
(Have I ever shared that I live 3,640 m/11,942 ft about sea level? Water takes absolutely forever to boil…and even then, it only reaches about 90ºC, as compared to the 100ºC at sea level. Don’t even get me started on baking. And the local airport is the highest commercial airport in the world, with an extra long runway that is needed for planes to land and take-off in the thin air.)
Stay tuned…for the next adventure of Rheumatoid Arthritis Guy!