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Map of Osweo, NY courtesy U.S.G.S. |
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Image from "Perley's Reminiscences of Sixty Years in the National Metropolis" (B. Perley Poore, 1886) |

Fifteen months later, “The Story of the Biggest Little Cheese” (working title) is still in production. No, that’s not exactly right: it’s not called “The Story of the Biggest Little Cheese”. Also, although it’s still in production, that’s a bit misleading, since neither of us have really done too much work on the project since leaving Oswego. But we have plans. Big plans. Taylor’s plans include some mind-blowing animation, and mine include a giant paper maché cheese and a swim in the frosty Charles River.
In the meantime, I’ve come to recognize– if not actually accept– my ability to leave grand works unfinished. And like Taylor, my mind is overcrowded with grand works. Some are imprisoned by my lack of business acumen (the ability to monetize a great idea does not come often with the type of mind that creates great ideas; and let’s recognize that monetization has not turned out to be as great an idea as it’s been touted). Some ideas are of the type that require specialized knowledge to execute; knowledge that I do not possess. Still other great ideas are not great ideas at all, when they come off the page. None of this means that the world should be deprived of these genius ideas. And so, this blog is to bear all manner of half-cooked, fully-cooked and bloody raw ideas unto the internet, so long as two people have agreed they’re “genius”. Any standard good enough for the Times is good enough for me.
By the way, many have asked “well, what if someone, for some reason, thinks these are actually good ideas and wants to execute one?” And I answer, “Creative Commons, baby!”
If you’re interested in making money from one of these ideas, I’m happy with that; just get in contact with me for permission. I may ask for shares of stock when your company goes public, or if it’s a smaller-sized venture, that you throw me a few bucks if my idea’s making you wealthy. If you’re a jerk and just steal my idea, I’ll sick my legion of devoted blog-followers on you, to hound you until you go mad from the poorly-spelled rantings delivered to you from all corners of the globe.
Happy thinking!