Archive for June, 2007

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I have just stumbled onto a highly amusing situation, which is that I have a blind date in about an hour and a half, only I already figured out that the gentleman is actually someone I know from my sign language class, but he doesn’t know yet that he knows me. This should be [...]

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Tonight’s ASL word of the day: the sign for ‘believe’ means literally ‘idea-wed’ or ‘idea-spouse.’

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Thank you Wikipedia, for pointing out that today is indeed a perfect day.

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I’ve been thinking about names, and why humans name things. I was talking with my mother the other day and she said it was in order to know them, but I think it’s actually the opposite. If you give a thing a name, you don’t have to think about what it really is. [...]

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So. Now that I have internet access on a non-company controlled computer, I guess there’s a whole lot of you tube and craigslist to catch up on.

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My procrastination has finally paid off. The observant amoung my readership will notice that it is currently 9:28 PM (Pacific Daylight Savings Time) and yet I am blogging, when previously I have only had internet access during the hours of 8:00 AM to 5:00 PM. Portland’s free wireless network has finally reached my [...]

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I have been a rover
I have walked alone
Hiked a hundred highways
Never found a home
Still in all I’m happy
The reason is, you see
Once in a while along the way
Love’s been good to me

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I heart Australia. (Not that I’m actually against speeding. I’ve only recently discovered that with a good driver, going fast is really fun. The problem, of course, is finding a good driver.)

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More matter for a May morning:
Across the street from the bus stop this morning a motorcycle cop pulled over a Sysco semi. He had to climb up the side of the truck to give the driver a ticket.

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Picturing this summer symphony
I felt deliriously chocolate.
Bitter sleep place,
could blood drive their music?
I never drunk that knife,
I understand these dreams.
Delicate purple goddess,
dress me in storms
& rip out my wanting.
From love to blue rust,
your bare feet tell me to rain.
Your moon is a road for those who can read.
Magnetic poetry is awesome. I may never [...]