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Sara

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About Me

I'm all about . . . Animals, architecture, art, bag pipes (and guys that can play 'em [kilts add to the undoubted splendor]), beads, big band, blue, books, bumper stickers, calendars, Celtic-ness, Clopin Trouillefou, comedy, computers, culture, design, DINOSAURS! ... fo' real, drawing, dreams, enigma, experimentation, feeling, flowers, folklore, food, friendship, geeks, giving gifts for no reason, glasses, Goths, graphic design, green, grunge, happiness, hardware stores, heritage, history, innovation, intrigue, Italy, Japan, joy rides in the summer, joy rides in the winter, juice, karma, kissing, laughing, learning, life, literature, guys with long(ish) hair, love, Luden's 'Cough Drops', markers, mathematics, museums, music, mythology, nerds, notes, NPR, paint, patches, peace, pens, photography, plaid, playing piano, poetry, posters, Post-It notes, pure being, quotes, reading, rockin', romance, sewing, science, science fiction, Scotland, sculpture, sleep, sleeping, slippers, Soul, sunrises, sunsets, sushi, swimming, tattoos!, tea, techno, theater, thistles, thunderstorms, tools, trash, trees, the unconventional, and wire.

My Blog

Why does it always have to be about the destination? Why cant it be about the journey?

A true believer in nothing, except your need to sing, but still too scared to let it out without someone to celebrate your clout. You would rather die than exist, without influence, so quick to turn y...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:38:00 GMT

Bless Your Little Hearts, King Missile ...

I am a sensitive artist.Nobody understands me because I am so deep.In my work I make allusions to books that nobody else has read,Music that nobody else has heard,And art that nobody else has seen.I c...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 14:14:00 GMT

They Say "You Don’t Know What You’ve Got ’Till It’s Gone..."

These last couple months haven't been easy by any means, but I was lucky enough to have delighted in plenty of things to keep my mind off of the negatives. There hasn't been anything better than being...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 21:27:00 GMT

Bonding with a Trucker, and How the Irish Bomb-shells Brought Us Together

The day started out a little slow, as they so often do. I worked in the morning during a huge storm, that resulted in our back room turning into a pond & again. I was certain it was going to be gloomy...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 19:59:00 GMT

Worst Night. One Step Closer to Becoming the Waste I Was Born to Be

I'm on the right track, but somehow I got on the wrong train.Hmm.Imagine this:You've finally find your groove. Things are going swimmingly, and then the voices loom over you. The voices that dictate y...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 20:55:00 GMT

That Feelings so Good ... When You Know Youve Found Something Perfect

Every now and then I get random impulses to do things, such as, last week I drove into the heart of Michigan for the hell of it, and soon, I've got it in my head, that I'm going to fill up my gas tank...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 16:19:00 GMT

What Do YOU Think About When Youre Not Where Youre Supposed to Be on a Friday Night?

It could have been all she needed after such a scary week that ensued. What a mess. Ma niente. Why am I not surprised.It was Friday night and I was tired of sitting around and thinking of something to...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 01:24:00 GMT

Some Chaz Dickens ... Yes, Chaz.

I know it’s a difficult time for you now, but it’s bound to clear up sooner or later. It just takes time and the willingness to give that time. It won’t be the easiest thing in the w...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 09:20:00 GMT

You Know I Don’t Mind. How Can I Live Without You, If It Means I Gotta Get a Job?

My grandfather’s generation, went off in search of America but that journey is long since over and done. They did not find it or found it and lost it before I was even old enough to know somethi...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 06:08:00 GMT

You Know Youve Found a Good Motel When They Charge By the Hour

So I'm home again ... and there's not much left here for me. It's sad to think about, but it's true. "Home," here in Stow isn't much of a home anymore, and "home," back in Bowling Green has never felt...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 19:22:00 GMT