"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Monday, July 03, 2006
Galaxy!
Having way too much fun with this in a half-empty office the day before a holiday.
2 comments:
dude. i love it.
So much for getting work done. That site is great.
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