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David

About Me

What about me? Gee, I think I'll just sum up my entire life in this space. Plus, what if I change, then I have to come back here all the time and re-write this.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

People. Maybe ones that like ideas, and are empathetic. Maybe even ones that smile. Maybe ones that like to laugh and appreciate humor. Maybe sentient human beings. Ones that will read my blog and comment on it, no matter how they feel about it. Shit, maybe just breathing folks.

My Blog

The Found Diary (XLIII)

On April 6, she wrote:     Did you ever wish you could Tivo your life? Do you have moments where if only you could freeze time, you'd be capable of deftly navigating any circumstance? I reme...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Feb 2006 07:07:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XLII)

On April 2, she wrote:     Nedra asked why I am always "scribbling in that blue book" amid the electronic diary project. "At least use a laptop to facilitate the downloading of your entries....
Posted by on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 07:03:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XLI)

On April 1, she wrote:     It is April Fools Day, and I wonder if it will be a day of mischief. My father was insufferable on this day, his favorite holiday. We would have long debates ab...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 05:33:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XL)

On March 30, she wrote:     Last night I was on a steep slope in a forest. I was lying on my belly, with my arms circling the base of a pine tree and my face pressed against it, hugging the ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Feb 2006 09:57:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXIX)

On March 28, she wrote:     I was planted at Starbucks this morning, minding my own business, sipping latte and jotting down some thoughts for discussion points with The Sentient Diary, when...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 12:19:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXVIII)

On March 26, she wrote:     Ian cornered me in the computer lab this evening, in one his piques about the incompetence of Nedra, of the obtuse world, of anything and anybody that cannot foll...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 06:48:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXVII)

On March 25, she wrote:     I walked the streets of Boston today, through Beacon Hill, the Back Bay and down to the waterfront. Its a city of bricks. The streets have no discernable pattern...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 10:09:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXV)

On March 23, she wrote:     There was actually a hint of spring in the air today. In the South, the seasons blend in a much more muted way, each giving way subtly to the next. Here, the seas...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 09:53:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXIV)

On March 21, she wrote:     More beta testing today. I feel like Im in a fraternity. Beta, Testa, Tonighta. There are several members of this fraternity now, yet I still reign as User 1. Ia...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 06:37:00 GMT

The Found Diary (XXXIII)

On March 18, she wrote:     I visited the computer lab last evening for more fine-tuning of The Sentient Diary. As I rounded the corridor, Nedra raced passed me in obvious distress. She was ...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jan 2006 07:35:00 GMT