Archive for September 2008

This Bird Has Flown

away from convention
into the unknown.
Hoping to live up to expectations
especially my own.
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Hooped

Yesterday my subtle, elegant, gold curly-cue stud jumped out of my nose and, presumably, down the drain and off to the great sewage beyond.
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RLPG Friday #8

Lesson #8: HAPPY-RICH AND DOLLAR-POOR
This week’s lesson has to do with a different kind of “rich”.  I’m talking quality rather than quantity.
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The Mouths of Babes…

should be washed out with soap.  Here’s a conversation heard on the Expo Line this afternoon between a father and his five year old son:
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It Was Twenty Years Ago Today…

I just arrived home from having a two-hour, crash-visit with a fellow bealart grad that I haven’t seen in 20 years.  We re-connected through Facebook (but of course).  He’s on the west coast visiting family this week. We arranged to meet in Metrotown, of all places.
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Show & Tell #17

Operation Studio Reorganization is almost complete.  While culling through my [s]crap bin I found this…
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A Date With Elvis

Today Elvis received a social call.  From a lady.
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Expand Your Vocabubarely

conedom (n): the annoying “hygienic” paper sleeve wrapped snugly around the base of a McDonald’s “ice cream” cone, often partially glued to the cone itself.

In addition to acting as a barrier against disease transmitted by touch, the conedom provides yet another surface for shameless self-promotion.

[…blink…blink…blink…]

Damn blinky-cursor-indicator-thing-y.  When your inspiration level is at barrel-bottom, the cursor is like an impatient foot, tap-tap-tapping.
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Personal Hang Ups

My ex and I are in the process of purging items – trying to clear away residual clutter.  Steve posted my old, two-tiered, chrome commercial clothing rack on craigslist – free to the first person that would come and take it off our hands.  One person responded and came by today to pick it up.  I am still trying to digest what we received in return.
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September Mourn

I know I’m obsessing about this, but, yikes! summer really is over now, isn’t it?
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