blood and flowers

At last a site for those of us with an appetite for data, information, graphs combined with a perverse passion for the goofy.  It’s GraphJam.  You can enjoy the works of others or roll your own.

Some beautiful, creative photographs are here.

The Rider, a poem by Nick Cave from the film, The Proposition.

‘When?’ said the moon to the stars in the sky
‘Soon’ said the wind that followed them all

‘Who?’ said the cloud that started to cry
‘Me’ said the rider as dry as a bone

‘How?’ said the sun that melted the ground
and ‘Why?’ said the river that refused to run

and ‘Where?’ said the thunder without a sound
‘Here’ said the rider and took up his gun

‘No’ said the stars to the moon in the sky
‘No’ said the trees that started to moan

‘No’ said the dust that blunted its eyes
‘Yes’ said the rider as white as a bone

‘No’ said the moon that rose from his sleep
‘No’ said the cry of the dying sun

‘No’ said the planet as it started to weep
‘Yes’ said the rider and laid down his gun

For those of you who haven’t heard, Allison will be moving to a new position next month.  She’ll be a deputy prosecutor in Benton County, Washington.  It’s her first legal job and she’s very excited.  Send her a note of congratulations.

After having been struck down last month by a viral infestation, Blood and Flowers has returned.  Blood and Flowers is a chronicle of the cool, and odd, the perverse, and the sublime.  The recipes of life and all that’s in it, herewith, for the benefit of all mankind.  And womenkind.  At least those who speak English.