Reuben Margolin

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Bob Ross is the Bruce Lee of Landscapes

Every day of high school used to end the same way. The bell would ring. I'd jump out the window and slide down the back of a dinosaur right into my car. Then, I'd race home like a maniac to catch some Bob Ross with my wife Wilma and neighbor Barney.

And it's all true too. Except, I didn't have a wife and my neighbor's name was Mike Noe but the point is that Bob Ross an the Joy of Painting was like crack for my developing brain. Somehow, every episode kept me riveted to the edge of my seat eating popcorn. Mike and I watched Bob Ross paint like we were dogs watching someone juggling ham bones.

Now I find out that there's going to be a Joy of Painting video game. How the hell will they pull that one off?

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Like a Hole in the Head

I've been reading about the practice of trepanation in the hills of Algeria and I came across this cool tidbit. Apparently, some practitioners considered the cranial sutures to be the calligraphy of Allah who uses writes destiny of each person on their skulls. Cranial sutures do kind of look like a loose script of some kind. And, Islamic calligraphy is some of the most amazing art in the world so I could see the connection.

(Calligraphic fire via Islamic Arabic Caligraphy and the book on native Algerian Medicine is Hilton-Simpson's Arab Medicine and Surgery. A Study of the Healing Art in Algeria)