How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
“Eloisa to Abelard” by Alexander Pope
Anyone else seen the movie “Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind”? If so, post a comment on what you thought. I just watched it tonight.
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If you like to explore new artists, give this one a try.
I tried to take some pictures of the morning sky before sunrise today, but the fates were against me. For one thing, as I walked up capitol hill this morning, I realized that the resolution on the camera was set to its lowest setting. For another thing, when I got into work and actually opened the pictures, they were blurry because the camera apparently slowed its shutter speed to get enough light to take the picture, and that being the case, the picture was blurry. Actually, all three pictures I took were blurry, so into the trash they went. I'll know better next time. To console myself, I scanned in this picture of Mary-Louise Parker from this weekend's edition of LIFE magazine.
So what's so damned hard about using all the letters on your fecking keyboard? I mean really?
“forgiveme11 see you are against it because you were “TAUGHT” to be against it..i mean u said it yourself you think two guys making out are hot but u are against it because u are a christian and its a sin…..see u have been taught to think that way instead of thinking your OWN WAY!!!!!……and see u never know if you are gay or not…if you have NEVER been with the same sex before then how do you know your straight???….u dont know who u really are until you experience it and see for yourself”
I am tolerant of those who have an occasional misspelling as I am guilty of that from time to time, but where my patience is running thin is for the dafties who don't even make an effort to (consistently or otherwise) use all the letters in a word. But in an exercise of civility, I choose to vent here rather than publicly flogging the offender and revealing the true ass that I am.
Not 60 seconds after I get on the bus to go to work this morning, I get a “911” page from home. These are rarely good, and I brace myself for the worst. Thankfully, it was just a report from Heather that Tyler (my 5 year old) had inserted a key (old, discarded house keys we gave the boys to play with) into an electrical socket and had tripped a circuit breaker. There was no obvious (external) trauma to Tyler, the circuit was able to be turned back on at the breaker box, and they keys were thrown into the trash. All is well that ends well.
So I fooked around with my layout. I was going to go down the road of setting up a blog on my own web server, but then I did here what I was going to do there, so I thought to my self, “self, why go to all the trouble?”, and so I'm not.
My goal is to write more. More about what interests me. More that might offend, provoke, or inspire – if not you, then me. Let us begin…
Let Me Walk In Beauty
Native American Prayer
Oh, Great Spirit
Whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world.
Hear me.
I am a man before you, one of your many children – I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made, my ears sharp to hear your voice. Make me wise, so that I may know the things you have taught my people – the lesson you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength not to be superior to my brothers, but to be able to fight my greatest enemy – myself. Make me ever ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes, so when life fades as a fading sunset my spirit may come to you without shame.
– Native American Prayer
Translated by Chief Yellow Lark in 1887
Native American Missionary and Medicine Man
Lakota Tribe
Sometimes, when I go to bed at night (like last night), I have grandiose thoughts about plans and ifs and whens, but when I awake in the morning, most (if not all) have vanished like the forgetting of a memory.
“A father's chief duty is not to instruct or to discipline. A father's chief duty is to be present.” ~Tim O'Brien, A Letter To My Son, LIFE (October 15, 2004)
If you have kids or are contemplating having kids, you should try to read the article from which I pulled this quote.
My Locked Thread Of Shame: http://www.evboard.com/showthread.php?p=564645#post564645
http://www.evboard.com/showthread.php?goto=lastpost&t=1746
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Oct 15 08:37:09 ToB lol Wade
Oct 15 08:37:12 ToB Dhamma
Oct 15 08:37:13 ToB hahaha
Oct 15 08:37:20 Dhamma what?
Oct 15 08:37:27 * Dhamma looks innocent
Oct 15 08:37:31 EmmaTehGoat lol
Oct 15 08:37:33 ToB posting on your IY thread a year after you joined
Oct 15 08:37:52 ToB dr0k
Oct 15 08:37:59 Dhamma can you see deleted posts ToB ?
Oct 15 08:38:30 ToB duh
Oct 15 08:38:32 ToB were you baiting codger?
Oct 15 08:38:50 Dhamma I was baiting whoever wanted to bite first – it just happened to be Codger
Oct 15 08:38:58 ToB lol
Oct 15 08:38:59 ToB idiot
Oct 15 08:39:02 ToB not you
Oct 15 08:39:02 Dhamma what gets me is the two that posted AFTER Jason
Oct 15 08:39:02 ToB him
Oct 15 08:39:09 ToB rofl no shit
Oct 15 08:39:09 Dhamma no no, I'm an idiot too
Oct 15 08:39:12 ToB hilarious
Oct 15 08:39:22 ToB ok ok
Oct 15 08:39:25 ToB you are an idiot, codger is a complete idiot
Oct 15 08:39:29 Dhamma ay
Oct 15 08:39:30 EmmaTehGoat lol
