Mr. Whethersby |
We just renamed our baby Mr. Whethersby (pronounced Mister Weather’s bee).I would appreciate it if everyone would refer to Haven as Mr. Whethersby and when pronouncing it, please do so with a br...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 17:30:00 GMT |
Update of the life |
So, I am more than aware that I have been Myspace dead for a while--I could name the plethora of good reasons for this absence, so I will. I am taking 17 credits and decided to major in something int...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 10:34:00 GMT |
Her |
Watching her think,
Seeing the trees as the wind courses through
affecting pine, leaves, and branches
as it rushes quickly by.
Hearing her speak,
Warming up by a fire,
when all of the world is full ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 00:08:00 GMT |
Wilika na ka oq kevaka ni kila na vosa va viti! |
Kevaka ko rawa ni wilika na vosa oq, ni rawa ni kila na watiqu sa bukete tiko! Au sa vesumonataki ira tale e sega ni kila na vosa va'viti! Mo commentaki na blog oq (vosa va viti mada).
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Posted by on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 14:54:00 GMT |
SLC punk |
I was convinced by my son/godfather/lover bruce (Ian Hill) to go and see this punk show yesterday at "In the Venue". That doesn't make sense anyway, it does if someone asks: Where was the ...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 14:44:00 GMT |
blue, orange, and magenta |
Coming from tomorrow, it is easy to see today.
When things arn't what they seem to be,
it's hard to see that there is any other way.
Getting caught up in a moment, puts life on a whole different plain...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 14:44:00 GMT |
Dots, lines, planes, ect. |
Life, a schema of punctuated accents and verses What we see in a segment of time is only but a dot on a line,What we see in our life is but a line on a plane,What we think we know thi...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 07:13:00 GMT |
every afternoon |
Every afternoonThe sun,it penetrates treessees newas it's light bendsinto whisps and streams.Every afternoonA breeze fails to knowthe freedom it had oncebefore the earth's hair:buildings and skyscrape...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 17:19:00 GMT |
hmmm... |
Sun rays beat on the snowy ground,UV rays don't have rythmic sound.They just go on, heating up the earth,In just a few years our snow will be dirt.When I try to sit on the grass there is only shitpile...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 17:17:00 GMT |
Shave the hairy man's back |
I was walking on the quad and a fat little squirrel came up to me, I put out my hand to feed it, my hand was empty; it would have none of that. Later I was walking home and that same squirrel ju...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Nov 2006 10:15:00 GMT |
