Today's post, celebrating the knitting of useless tiny things, is at Toxophily.
Bonus content: I'm dreadfully behind in reading of all kinds (books, blogs, magazines, student work), so I only just now finished a piece by David Owen in the February 11 New Yorker about nicknames -- but it's one of the best things I've read in months. It's not online in its full form, unfortunately, but if you have access to the magazine, check it out. I have half a mind to assign it to my writing students, even though it's not pop culture related. But it's everything I love in writing -- extraordinarily detailed, obsessively focused on minutiae and thoroughness, a kind of accumulation of specifics that is not forced into any point but indicates gently some larger idea.