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0 comments | Wednesday, January 31, 2007


click on strip, then you can see it without getting all squinty

jw

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love you, jay-dub
you...are the wind beneath my wings. the WIND, yo

oh yes, you are. yes, you are!

1 comments | Tuesday, January 30, 2007

my kite was stolen by the wind

dammit! it was my favourite too... bah!

a smattering of words from my man, Hawksley...

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there's a natural order to things. harmony is the only option.

did aristotle say the birds flew under the ice in winter? i'm incredibly

positive these days. i see possibilities. i see hope.

reach for what's positive... cherish love and peace...

seek it in heart and mind...

0 comments | Monday, January 29, 2007



nuff said

0 comments | Sunday, January 28, 2007

oh goodness...
i either open my mouth or i run
it's true: I am a social retard
i am gullible with the wrong things and incredulous for all the rest
a happy-medium when in synch
i try too hard and then give too much
showing weakness
(damn vulnerabilities)
i want to share me, why is that so horrible
maybe i get too animated, like when a dog piddles from sheer excitement..that's me
a peeing dog
then as soon as that spark poofs, I babble
i get wrapped up in rare moments
and lose everything...i make it go away
just by trying to capture a little bit more
then i feel like an idiot
entire conversations, i'll only remember pinpoints

so, i am going out to fly my kite

busted!

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hahahahhaa

singing (and hand dancing) in my car
like SING-ing!
*feeling a stare*
man. smiling at me

(pause)

who was that?!

(pause)


hahahaha...neighbour Allan

totally busted

back to the smile thing

0 comments | Saturday, January 27, 2007

being given the gift of an absolutely incredible Italian cooking class today

a little girl in a stroller that squealed with delight when she saw Coco the Wonder Dog walk up beside her

a gentleman pulling my chair out for me

my friend who shared her secret with someone else

(my new camera)

a most brilliant idea for my friend's shower, that she just loved!

*pics on flickr site

travelshootsmileshootdanceshootactionshoot

0 comments | Friday, January 26, 2007

who has a new camera?
whoooooooooooooooooo?

in a world smothered with violence, hatred and apathy...i like things that make me smile

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in the rearview mirror this morning i spotted a couple laughing - they were...jiggling...(in unison) to a beat I could not hear, but they made me smile

moments later, i passed two workers in their truck heading out for the day, also laughing, but what made me smile about seeing them was they both had missing teeth in their smiles


...so far today

2 comments | Wednesday, January 24, 2007

welcome to the world, little mister josef christopher

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i'll see you around
- just crazy about you

0 comments | Sunday, January 21, 2007

mu

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"...you could stick him in a room full of bubbles and he'd keep them entertained."

ignatius my noble steed

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i bid you a fond farewell

2 comments | Friday, January 19, 2007

Last night I dreamed I was in the Middle East (what I imagine it would be like anyway).

I was in an outdoor market and this one shop I was in had no roof, but sort of thatching and bits of corrugated metal at random angles balancing at the top of the mud walls to provide shade. It was busy, people-wise, but not ~crowded~. People were milling about, taking their time, mostly it was locals, a few of us foreigners peppered around buying fruit and hats and such.

So, this shop, as I said was roofless, it also only had three walls, the front, being exposed and open to the market 'street'. It wasn't large by any means, the average size of a local convenience store here, basically. I was near the back in one of the two corners, perusing said fruit.

Out of the blue, a crowd started to form around the front (the exposed bit) and a man yelled something I couldn't understand and lobbed a flaming bottle with liquid in it towards the other corner in the shop, at a one of the men in there? two? Not sure who was with whom.

Then things were in slow motion for a few seconds. Here's what I saw/remember: four more men approached the area and they too started yelling and throwing flaming bottles too; some of the glass was green, most of the flasks were clear...all a la flamee.

Some of my compatriots stuck in the shop with me began climbing up on teetering tables and struggling to get a foothold on the walls, grappling at the niches and hollows naturally carved into the facade over years of market-wear. They reached down for the rest of us to follow. The fiery flasks just kept on coming...

Then...everything sped up again and I was terrified. Some of the younger kids that made it to the roof were jumping off the back end of the shop and bolting away. I saw three people go up in flames, one in almost the same spot I was standing only seconds ago. I had no idea what anyone was saying, but I know we all had the same look upon our faces. We kept trying to help more people up, as one got up, another jumped off the back. There just wasn't much room.

There were moments in the chaos that I should been deaf by the noise, but things would slow down again and seem almost tranquil in the imposed silence within myself.

I woke up. I was horrified...I think I scared myself awake.

have lemons...

0 comments | Tuesday, January 16, 2007

psychology of food disappears on the cleanse around day eight
so, here's what i've been up to.




0 comments | Monday, January 15, 2007

*unfurling the scrolled up list...*

I think I have never used the word unfurl before, but out it came and in correct form too.

I (heart) words.

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