"I’m not afraid of anything!" |
I got Lucy a little mp3 boombox for Christmas. I'm really stoked about it, because she needs that kind of freedom in her hands. The freedom to geek out/bliss out/rock out to tunes of her choosing. She...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Dec 2008 22:36:00 GMT |
Processing: What I Did with my Summer Vacation |
Seven years ago I had the amazing opportunity to spend a month in India. The trip cost me almost nothing, and sufficiently fueled my spirit to the point that I knew it was only a matter of time before...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 19:40:00 GMT |
PDF top ten mind-blowing experiences |
In no particular order, the top ten (that come to mind at this moment): * Ter'i Buttafl'i - the reason I was there. We met at the Fairy Festival less than a month prior, sang Vincent Black Lightning 1...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 18:39:00 GMT |
Lucid Moments in a Trailer at Sunrise |
It was the hour of morning when the sun burns straight across the field, and that little filter-line of trees allows just enough glow through to turn my bedroom the color of the inside of a volcano at...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 16:05:00 GMT |
i love my dad |
gotta share a story.went to trader joe's after work today - lucy was a handful. not the sort to make a scene, but the sortthat required supreme hyper-vigilance on my part. while there, my mom called. ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 20:42:00 GMT |
in a word |
not so subtle the difference a word can makelike if i had heard onei wouldn't be writing thisor if i hadn't heard a few othersnone of it would matterand the word that comes to mind is:OVERbecause ther...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 23:36:00 GMT |
ah, the impending doom |
Early evening midsummer sun in a hammock built for one, suspended in some unnatural position like a fly finding comfort in the web.Under canopy of mimosa tree in buzz of insect industrysoldiers worked...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 17:48:00 GMT |
83 North from Shrewsbury, full moon |
Tuesdays are the longest, and the least time together with Lucy. During the last 25-mile stretch before home, we talked, inquired about each other's days. It was after 10 o'clock, and for her, coher...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 18:51:00 GMT |
Rumi says |
In Complete Control, - Pretending Control. With dignified authority, We are charlatans... Or maybe just a goat's-hair brush in a painter's hand....
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 18:41:00 GMT |
For the love of Bob |
Robert Anton Wilson died January 11, 2007, at the age of 74. If you know how to read and don't mind having your neural connections tugged at, tweaked, and turned upside down, read one of his books an...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 10:04:00 GMT |
