"From such crooked wood as that which man is made of, nothing straight can be fashioned" - Edward Hand

It's a pathetic, niggly little gripe...but a gripe all the same...technology, after all, is a wonderful thing...but when you find yourself stalking a particular's designer website in the hopes of catching a glimpse of their latest collection...and mumbling to yourself about the amount of time it's taking said designer to post any images...you find yourself wishing that you were a troglodyte.

Of course, as soon as the designer (in this case Heimstone) does post a few pics the angst caused by all that fruitless clicking is quickly replaced by the "how do I get my hands on the wooden bangles that look like they've been tossed around in the ocean and washed up on some distant shore?" variety.

On one on my (inevitable) tangents, I had to point out the embarras de richesse of today's quote...Mr. Hand discussing wood...