welcome to the new format, which will allow this log to be the research tool I want it to be, by enabling side posts and links and topic threads to be tracked along the left column.

An amazing internet-reality check... at the same time that I was doing the reformatting and posting some tests, an email came in from a stranger - moira of underwatergirl wrote to say she liked the format and was wondering how to tweak her own! I stopped my mad cobbling of code for a brief response, and marveled at this instantaneous new world we live in. I would feel all wired and tech-ified, except for the fact that my 10-day old html knowledge is held together by band-aids and duct tape.


testing to see if I can get this figured out. I am trying to set this up so I can have two corresponding dialogues simultaneously (sim. to calamondin). Except I don't know a thing about html and am learning it by viewing other people's page sources and trying to cobble together what is possible on this limited hosting site, with no html software. That's right, I like to do things the hard way.
this would be where I would locate any links
book lists, etc.


a typology of weblogs I have come across
- the personal diary
- the daily and/or ongoing scholarly entry
- the project diary
- the thinking of...link to offerings
- the existential struggle
- the social commentary
- the poetry, the prose

- links
- lists
- travel photos
- essays

I list these because I am sorting out what the purpose is for me in hosting ockham's razor. Is it one of the above? Will I accessorize?

I have realized that this weblog (for me) needs to be focused in some way, or I will ramble through it, with little accretion and even less ambition. My life is filled with random stumblings upon interesting things and provocative half-schemes. My bookshelves are stuffed with oh-haven't-I-been-thinking-so-much-about-everything-notebooks that stare accusingly at me from time to time, angry at having been shelved so capriciously. The major shift in my proverbial paradigm will be for me to focus my attention and follow through.

I have two beliefs in this weblog:
1. it should give something to others
2. it should give something to me

for others:
The primary beauty of weblogs is that they are "human springboards." I discover some new path or idea through the lens of another individual, not just dragged out of the depths of the web. The internet provides the opportunity for taking leaps into new territories provided by the human filters of others.

I would like ockham's razor to contribute to that great multi-faceted lens, so the "thinking of...links" to aspect is important.

for me:
the purpose of ockham's razor must come from its very definition: "entities are not to be multiplied beyond necessity"... To slice through all of the crap and find the essence. The log format provides a great tool for compiling, tracking, and committing to the research I am pursuing, an active file of the development and evolution of the ideas at hand.

Ideally, this could end up being a document of not only the process, but a product in itself, a body of work that could be referenced and cross-referenced, and submitted as an artifact in its own right.

Kant held a unique understanding of what is called the "categorical imperative." This is typically described as the belief that one must "act as you believe one should act universally" (do unto others...) Kant held that there was a corollary to this, stating that one should "act towards a person never as if they were a means, but always as if they are ends."

for this ockham's razor: the means are the end. the process will be the product.


in the dark of the morning a mockingbird was perched in the tree right outside my window, apparently quite taken with the sound coming from my alarm as I snoozed it over and over. The alarm didn't get my attention, but the mockingbird did. I lay there in the darkness and listened to him try to find the exact tone.... tuweee tuweee tuweee tuweee..... tewee ...... tewweee tewweee tewweee tewweee.... t t tu ... t tw tuweee tuweee tuweee tuweee tuweee.....

I would like to wake up to that every morning. Maybe I can strike a deal with him.


...The neighborhood pet food store that she frequents is called the Bark and Purr, and is in a rather nondescript but quaint-looking building sporting shingled mansard roofs and windows with not-so-true divided lites. When she first saw the place she thought it was a little no-tell-motel, The Bark and Purr, with perhaps a disreputable clientele and hourly rates. The young male staff at the Bark and Purr (the pet store) always insist on carrying out the "heavy" bag of Science Diet Feline Senior and the "awkward" jug of Premium Choice Cat Litter with Extra Clumping Action. She feels like a fraud about their insistence on this - she is young and healthy, probably in better shape than the boys working the counter. But they insist, and she goes along, feeling vaguely like an imposter, feeling like this is some sort of illicit game with the implications of the role of housewife that they take her for. It's as if the pet store boy is the present-day grocery boy, a'la Gilbert Grape, and they will have a secret rendezvous when they get to her car, a tryst that will leave her with her hair disheveled and her decolletage in a blush, while he returns to the counter with his young lips bruised, averting his eyes and searching for his issue of Cat Fancy...

an amazing thing:
Translating Translating Apollinaire by bpNichol
and more here

UBUWEB: visual, concrete + sound poetry
concrete poetry is different than visual poetry (surely we all did versions of visual poetry when we were younger, where the poem about the apple was endearingly written in the shape of an apple?) Concrete poetry proposes that the text, and the page it is printed on are catalysts for the content of the poem itself. It was started in the 1950's and 60's by a group of poets in Europe and Brazil.

From Perihelion
Eugene Gomringer...defined concrete poetry as writing that "begins by being aware of graphic space as a structural agent," so that words or letters can be juxtaposed, not only in relation to each other but also to the page area as a whole... The visual and semantic elements constituting the form as well as the content of a poem define its structure so that the poem can be a "reality in itself and not a poem about something or other."

I am very taken by this idea - here's one I wrote:



needed to figure out how to post images, so I threw this up here - I may try to tell you more about it later, if it works

a favorite thing that I can't get out of my head

I'm going to be doing a bit of odd posting for awhile as I teach myself html and blogger stuff... not sure if any of this will work.

thanks to Chris Taylor for unknowingly sending me down this path. He devised a workshop where the design students constructed a collaborative "visual renga"

from Learning Renga at Random
Renga means 'linked verse' in Japanese and began in 15th century Japan as a sort of subversive activity between young poets who had been summoned to The Palace to participate in formal poetry readings. While they waited their turn to recite strict formal verse as prescribed by the governor, they would gather at the sidelines and pass each other notes with verses that were, for the time, doggerel and provocative. One poet would write three lines, the next poet would "respond" to those three lines with two lines of his own, the next poet wrote three lines in response to the two lines, and so on. Every "link" in the collaborative effort is subversively connected the prior link - in the way that a lightning bolt is connected to the thunder,yet both are perceived as singular events.

Matsuo Basho, a Zen monk, later formalized renga by making a few literary rules: that certain seasonal words must appear in certain stanzas of the renga. However, for the most part, renga's popularity grew among the common people of Japan due to its collaborative nature. Some renga of that period ended up being hundreds of stanzas long with as many contributors. In the 16th century, poets began publishing their singular "links" of a renga as something called hokku. Eventually these singular published verses came to be called haiku. And so, haiku was originally the first part of a renga. In these forms the haiku (or hokku - "starting verse") was the first three-line unit which established the mood or suggestion that could be further developed in the subsequent links of a renga.

Renga left the limelight for a long time (because it took so long to complete one - often years - and poets moved around and so lost contact with each other) until the mid-20th century when the form was rediscovered by Western poets of the avant-garde.

This Will Make Her Soft
by T.L. Kelly
with William Witherup

For once she believes
this will make her soft
seamless pantyhose

asking salesgirls
for something shiny, black

She watches his hands
knead the satin, white knuckles
gripping the love seat - tlk

Mover jams his fingers
under the cushion

Discovers a pair
of mauve leotards,
holds them to his face

Fern of dark sweat
fans up his back

He raises his workshirt
wipes chest with a Travel Wipe,
drops it in an abalone shell - ww

Packing the frozen corsage
she blushes

(He reminds her of someone)
she dives deep
into empty boxes

Reserved for special handling -
she begs his pardon - tlk

While she folds undergarments
he covers a table
to protect it from the snow

The van is ghostly now,
the ramp slick, dangerous

He loans her his packing tape -
tape reeling out
makes the sound of tearing cloth - ww

The harder she grips
the faster she pulls

She remembers dancing
punk rock, packed tight
between moving men

One mover asks another
for a hand in the bedroom

Clinging to her damp belly
the black camisole
behind her, he whispers - tlk

Soft slap of waves
at Salt Point beach

Bottle of cold white wine
and cream cheese sandwiches
in the picnic basket

He eats peach slices
from between her breasts - ww

Pulling wild iris
out at the roots
she grips the meadow

he reminds her of a shadow
who stalked her in a wet dream

Before they fill it
she wants a moment alone
in the moving van

She plugs her finger in the places
where the light bleeds through - tlk
blogspot hosting = good program + free service + non-tech author.

I read plenty of other people's thoughts and was urged by one (Mitsu) to post mine. So, for what it's worth, a new log is born.... more soon
ockham's razor (ockam's, occam's)
aka: the principle of simplicity, the principle of economy

entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem:
"entities are not to be multiplied beyond necessity"
"the number of entities used to explain phenomena should not be increased unnecessarily"

This principle implies:
1. of two or more possible explanations for phenomena choose the one that (a)explains what is to be explained with the fewest assumptions and explanatory principles; and (b) explains all, or most, of the facts that need explaining as satisfactorily as any other theory
2. the simplest explanation is the one most likely to be true.