I love watching the trees dance in the wind.
walking in the woods today, checking to see if any dancing trees fell over in last night's big gusts, I came upon a favorite flower's first appearance for the season ...fairy slippers are tiny purple orchids that have a transcendent and delicate scent. It is said that the first peoples of this area would give them...
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wow ...didn't think I'd be doing this again. It's a long story which I chalk up to my own stupidity and the patience n' benevolence of another.
I also have to pitch kudos to those who sought me out when I disappeared from SG-land ...your love came at a much-needed, soul-wrenching time.
...that's all for now. I'm off to watch a movie. I watched Grave...
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I also have to pitch kudos to those who sought me out when I disappeared from SG-land ...your love came at a much-needed, soul-wrenching time.
...that's all for now. I'm off to watch a movie. I watched Grave...
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voltaire:
Yay!!!!! you're back!!!!!!!
now I can tell you my richard brautigan story.... couldn't before 'cause suddenly you were gone, and I had never gotten your email add.
welcome back!
[Edited on Mar 12, 2003]
now I can tell you my richard brautigan story.... couldn't before 'cause suddenly you were gone, and I had never gotten your email add.
welcome back!
[Edited on Mar 12, 2003]
voltaire:
Your fantasy is my tradgedy...........
loud/crazy/drunk/poet/neighbor/tenant guy has returned from the mountains, declaring that he no longer needs to drink like he has in the past ...I'm happy with this news, but wondering if this means that the sober poet won't make good on the promise made by the drunk poet to pay off all my debts if his book should be a success.
bummer of a day today ...a...
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rowan_would:
I read your entry this morning and my mind kept drifting back to it during the day. As a parent, my heart goes out to them. As a friend, my heart goes out to you.
Peace.
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Peace.
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dang, glad y'all like the pic
i must be getting old ...when watching Stranger Than Paradise last night, it actually seemed to move along ...not like last time I watched it and it seemed to move like molasses ...it's still a great one. I especially liked the scene of Eva sleeping in the backseat, the cadence of passing streetlamps shining through the window.
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i must be getting old ...when watching Stranger Than Paradise last night, it actually seemed to move along ...not like last time I watched it and it seemed to move like molasses ...it's still a great one. I especially liked the scene of Eva sleeping in the backseat, the cadence of passing streetlamps shining through the window.
OK i'll...
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rowan_would:
hmmm...but what I really want to know is......do I resemble lara croft in your adventure??
ugh i am too old skool in the photo realm. my pentax k1000 kicks ass ...this poloroid digisux 320 is no real friend of mine ...well that and my inability to master resizing my photo properly (along with my inherent laziness to figure it out) have made for a more than somewhat distorted image of myself. No matter. Now you all may see my nose,...
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quinn:
score on the tapes!!!!! I have about 2000+ hours of dead on tape in my basement....its all cd's now but i can't bear to part with the tapes...i'm a sentimental junkie and doubt i'll part with them....I had disgruntled deadhead syndrome for awhile after jerry passed therefore snubbed the whole phish thing...but they've definitely got that wierd jam band x factor...so i'm a full fledged freak about em now...
cheers...
cheers...
rowan_would:
Never underestimate the power of distortion. The photo's marvelous...very intense, could almost imagine it on an album cover.
I missed writing this week. Meant to several times but life seemed to get in the way.
BTW...I don't mind eating my own words...as long as they're meaningful.
Awaiting the next chapter......(hint, hint)
I missed writing this week. Meant to several times but life seemed to get in the way.
BTW...I don't mind eating my own words...as long as they're meaningful.
Awaiting the next chapter......(hint, hint)
more fun with power tools today.
my neighbor tells me he will make my debt disappear with the proceeds of his book he is nearly finished with ...also boasts he is better than TS Elliot, James Joyce.
I'm off to watch "what to do in case of fire" and drink some ginger tea.
my neighbor tells me he will make my debt disappear with the proceeds of his book he is nearly finished with ...also boasts he is better than TS Elliot, James Joyce.
I'm off to watch "what to do in case of fire" and drink some ginger tea.
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dollface:
wild wild wild youth
yeah. billy idol used to rock out.
yeah. billy idol used to rock out.
rowan_would:
what about those under 30 with kids? *sniff*
being a doctor is something weird. It's nothing I really aspired to. It is something I simply let myself become. but it is a title I am often embarrassed to declare. It carries with it so much shit. When I speak and call people patients, I am insulted, like I just stole away their humanity. Why can't we all just be people? Why can't I...
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tigersaint:
i am a she.
there are other venues.
i am surprised by the voyeurs.
thank you.
there are other venues.
i am surprised by the voyeurs.
thank you.
grooverider:
Turn right.
Tommy did as the man said. They were driving along a narrow gravel road, leading to what seemed to be an abandoned farm. Few people lived in these parts nowadays.
Stop the car
The three men got out. As the back door opened- the man who was silent until now let out a groan and fell to the ground. Reflexively, Tommy rushed to help, only to be shoved back by his original kidnapper- Move back! he barked.
Holding his ground for a second- Tommy looked into the mans eyes- they were those of a hunted animal, facing its own approaching demise.
Turn around and start walking!
keeping his gaze fixed for as long as he could, Tommy spun around and started walking.
The path led them through a neglected lawn, and into a crumbling porch.
On the trees around them, Tommy could feel the presence of three guards. Not badly camouflaged, he thought.
The door seemed to open by itself.
Inside he heard the now familiar growl.
As he stepped inside, Tommy could feel many eyes staring at him in the dark. He gradually tensed his muscles, ready for an oncoming attack, when a female voice was heard:Relax- we wont harm you. Keef- close the door and flick the lights on.
Tommy was not very surprised at what he saw. A group of 14 men and women- all armed, and all- to various degrees- wounded.
Do you know who we are Doctor? the female asked. She was slim and had long dark hair and glasses. Her delicate features were misleading, Tommy noted. His years in the military had taught him how to detect a fellow warrior.
Youre Rebels. He replied- fixing his gaze on her.
Not bad Doctor Sativa. Now tell me this- Do you know why youre here?
You seem to know my name, but I dont know yours. Miss
One of the man snapped at him- It is not your place to ask questions!
Its ok Niji. She watched him- a somewhat amused expression crossed her face for a split second. Tommy could almost detect a smile.
Rowan will do for now.
Turn right.
Tommy did as the man said. They were driving along a narrow gravel road, leading to what seemed to be an abandoned farm. Few people lived in these parts nowadays.
Stop the car
The three men got out. As the back door opened- the man who was silent until now let out a groan and fell to the ground. Reflexively, Tommy rushed to help, only to be shoved back by his original kidnapper- Move back! he barked.
Holding his ground for a second- Tommy looked into the mans eyes- they were those of a hunted animal, facing its own approaching demise.
Turn around and start walking!
keeping his gaze fixed for as long as he could, Tommy spun around and started walking.
The path led them through a neglected lawn, and into a crumbling porch.
On the trees around them, Tommy could feel the presence of three guards. Not badly camouflaged, he thought.
The door seemed to open by itself.
Inside he heard the now familiar growl.
As he stepped inside, Tommy could feel many eyes staring at him in the dark. He gradually tensed his muscles, ready for an oncoming attack, when a female voice was heard:Relax- we wont harm you. Keef- close the door and flick the lights on.
Tommy was not very surprised at what he saw. A group of 14 men and women- all armed, and all- to various degrees- wounded.
Do you know who we are Doctor? the female asked. She was slim and had long dark hair and glasses. Her delicate features were misleading, Tommy noted. His years in the military had taught him how to detect a fellow warrior.
Youre Rebels. He replied- fixing his gaze on her.
Not bad Doctor Sativa. Now tell me this- Do you know why youre here?
You seem to know my name, but I dont know yours. Miss
One of the man snapped at him- It is not your place to ask questions!
Its ok Niji. She watched him- a somewhat amused expression crossed her face for a split second. Tommy could almost detect a smile.
Rowan will do for now.
wow ...i actually generated a response with that little bit on
stinko and frank. If we were in person, I could entertain
you further with my little bunny foo foo rap or my prowess
as a mouth trumpet virtuoso. Alas....
been playing with powertools lately ...talk about fun. I keep
getting flashbacks to my adventure last summer when I
put my thumb through a table...
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voltaire:
I'm originaly from berkeley, and I grew up there. I know lots of doctors that go to work in hemp sweaters... a good thing to support. I believe hemp could save the world....you can do so much with it.........
rowan_would:
I used to have a woodstove. I lived in a small cabin outside of my hometown with the first boy I ever 'shacked' up with about 10 years ago. The cabin was 20'x25' more or less one large room with the exception of a minuscule bathroom and bedroom. The woodstove was our only source of heat and I recall despising it. Our pipes froze many a morning if that damn fire diminished overnight. Long story short...I will never go back. Kudos to you for being so brave
there once was a 
named frank. He was friends with a 
named Sally, who had a rather untimely 
at the hands of 
. Frank was 
, but he made a new friend with a 
named Stinko. Now Frank was . Stinko and Frank decide to teach a lesson. They went to his house and 
on his doorstep. opened his door and was 
. Stinko and...
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named frank. He was friends with a named Sally, who had a rather untimely at the hands of . Frank was , but he made a new friend with a named Stinko. Now Frank was . Stinko and Frank decide to teach a lesson. They went to his house and on his doorstep. opened his door and was . Stinko and... Read More
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rowan_would:
hmmm...scrumptious. I *love* *that* word. But your well wishes reminded me of just how much I miss seeing the dawn after a night of listfull conversation, music, touch. I love that languid feeling, watching the sunrise, fighting every urge to fall asleep. *sigh*
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On a completely unrelated topic...
My cat has not three eyes. Zeke (a.k.a. the oinker in our householed) only resembles a kitty/pig hybrid....not unlike the possible procreation disaster in your story. Umm...ya.
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On a completely unrelated topic...
My cat has not three eyes. Zeke (a.k.a. the oinker in our householed) only resembles a kitty/pig hybrid....not unlike the possible procreation disaster in your story. Umm...ya.
HA!
I'm my own best friend didya all know you could add yourself to your friend's list?
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rowan_would:
and you're now, officially, my new, favorite optimist
fred:
So I'm not the only geezer around here... heh.
So I'm not the only geezer around here... heh.
arent fairy slippers and lady slippers the same thing? just curious, and too lazy to look it up...
are you ever going to update this?