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A little evening update

I was playing around a bit today and finally got around to installing some font packs I’d had lying around for a bit. Several were rather charming, although maybe not that common. Given my propensity for pre-digital typeface I’ve decided to use a couple of the freeware HP Lovecraft one’s in BoL’s construction. You can find a link to the download page here off of Cthulhlulives. I’m sure the full pack has a great deal even more goodies. That said, even if you’re not fond of our little project, I still recommend checking out at least the limited run. You’re sure to find some gems that’ll fit just that particular wee hours mood.

BoL recommends…

La Vielle Ferme

La Vielle Ferme

Of late this has been the tipple of choice around the BoL environs. Not too sweet, not too tart. But with a hint of both and a very slight fruitiness. Plus we’re poor, so a refreshingly priced $8 bottle warms the very cockles of our atrophied hearts. Now, if they can only keep it in stock within shambling distance…

Ideal for: light beef preparations, stir fry, zombie apocalypse, Sunday picnics, random mutations, and casual entertaining.

In keeping with the premise…

Okay, so I was a bit inspired by what G came upon and remembered I had something in my back pocket that I found a while ago.  I figured it was time to share it!

The Night of the Living Dead Pixels

Perfect Day

R.I.P David Foster Wallace

DFW by Gary Hannabarger

DFW by Gary Hannabarger

David Foster Wallace (1962-2008) renown author, teacher, and lecturer was found dead in his home the past weekend; having taken his own life. Though best known for his acclaimed novel Infinite Jest , he was also the author of several editions of essays and nonfiction works (including my personal favorite A Supposedly Fun thing I’ll never Do Again).He was a man known for his insight and sheer magic with the English language. His prose and observations, while sauced in a deep sense of surreality and garnished with biting humor, never lost their inherent empathy and identification with the frailty of the human condition. He was the sort of author whose work inspired one to find their own speech and put pen to paper. The loss of his voice and talent surely diminish the world.

Link to the LA Times Article