Memories
(Originally posted June 2, 2005) The roads we’ve driven All the stories we could tell If it all blows up and goes to hell I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel And listen to the stories we could tell -Jimmy Buffet He glanced at the sleeping child in the passenger [...]
(Originally posted on April 4, 2007) You think You think to yourself, this sucks. And it does. You think to yourself, this isn’t fair. And it isn’t. You think to yourself that this man next to you is getting, as Neil wrote, what everyone gets. A lifetime. How much longer is it going to be? [...]
From a technical standpoint, there were other photos I took this week that were prettier; but you know I had to go with this one. You can see the rest of my daily photos here.
(Originally posted on May 21, 2007) Transcend this Here’s a Bill story that I couldn’t tell at his memorial service. When I was in the 11th grade, I went to P.K. Yonge Laboratory School. (I think they’ve since replaced “Laboratory” with “Developmental Research”; makes the kids feel less like lab rats.) My English teacher was [...]
(Originally posted on April 20, 2008) My daddy tells me I’m Queen of the Beaver Mags! Now that I finally have time to sit down and right this up, it’s probably not as funny as it is in my head. Sorry to Matt who’s been waiting for this story for like… two years? This is [...]
(Originally uploaded April 23, 2004; looks like I should do this one again, only from then to now…) Looking backwards April, the last few years April 2004 – today is my last day of being full-time/working for Joe, and I’m about to embark on a new pathway for my life; a new pathway for mine [...]
(Originally published on March 7, 2008) Zen and the Art of the only book I’ve not been able to finish reading, twice There are so many places I could have gone with this title. Zen and the Art of Being a Pretentions AssNubbin Zen and the Art of Stabbing Out My Own Eyes Zen and [...]
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Tim is either the picture of Zen calmness, or he’s putting on a good front for me. BUT THAT’S OK BECAUSE I’M FREAKING OUT ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US. Visions of storing my hardcover signed first editions at the shop, while Tim and I live on the street, sleeping on my yarn stash, and [...]
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Originally posted on June 16, 2005. No moss on this rolling stone Lately, I’ve been thinking about a family friend who has helped me move on numerous occasions. That got me thinking… exactly how many times have I moved? Not counting all the times I’ve helped friends move… My first move was when I was [...]
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