Sunday, July 13, 2008
merci ...
.. 2 whomeva
sent me da nice
bastille day block
party vm - was
out surfin w/ my
cel off so i don't
kno who u r, mon
che
sent me da nice
bastille day block
party vm - was
out surfin w/ my
cel off so i don't
kno who u r, mon
che
Thursday, July 10, 2008
i've started my own personal summer reading program ... i grab whatever strikes my fancy off the shelf of the library at work and tear through it cover to cover. after taking all year to read 'prague,' so far this summer i've given in to my inner 13-year-old fantasy geek and read 'eragon,' then imagined captain cook's first contact with hawai'i in 'the return of lono,' now i'm getting inspired to garden and cook again with 'under the tuscan sun' ... fun!
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Friday, July 04, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
at my new place
at my new place, in my room, white plumeria and red hibiscus bloom outside my window and cardinals sing when i play music. the neighbors keep rabbits whose hutches i can see through my bathroom window. there is one rabbit, apparently escaped from these hutches, who continues to live in our yards, occasionally causing a stir when it comes back to visit its captive family, to commune with them through the mesh. this rabbit seems to have become quite comfortable with its assessment that i do not intend to recapture it, as it doesn't run away from me when i pass through the yard, under the mango tree, and say hello on my way to or from the bus, even when i pass quite close.
[written on 6/12/08 ... as there is no wireless at my new place it has taken me this long to post it. in the meantime i have learned that there are actually (at least) TWO escaped rabbits.]
[written on 6/12/08 ... as there is no wireless at my new place it has taken me this long to post it. in the meantime i have learned that there are actually (at least) TWO escaped rabbits.]
Sunday, June 15, 2008
las nite's dream:
back n mpls, tryin
2 find my way
home on
halloween.
always by
longfellow ave,
ended up @ saint
anthony falls ...
2 find my way
home on
halloween.
always by
longfellow ave,
ended up @ saint
anthony falls ...
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
From: kung >
O got written up
in pioneer press
today. Good
blurb except she
misspelled my
name. I am Tung.
Worse than Hung
i guess
in pioneer press
today. Good
blurb except she
misspelled my
name. I am Tung.
Worse than Hung
i guess
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I was tagged by Michael on this literary meme.
Here are the rules:
The meme:
Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
Open the book TO page 123.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the next three sentences.
Tag five people.
Michael collated the results, and I added mine at the end ...
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Osbert Sitwell was well acquainted with the story. He says that the deserters included French, Italians, Germans, Austrians, Australians, Englishmen, and Canadians; they lived
--at least they lived--in caves and grottoes under certain parts of the front line...They would issue forth, it was said, from their secret lairs, after each of the interminable checkmate battles, to rob the dying of their few possessions...
(Chas - The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell)
It looks just as unappetizing as before, only greasier. I sigh and place it, along with overcooked rice, on a tray.
I’m making the banana squash at the request of my father.
(Anne - Queen of Dreams, Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni)
…We turned off the highway on to the slip road, and then off it, past a jhopadpatti, into darkness. Our beams conjured up a dusty road, trees sliding into existence and out again, it was like falling into a tunnel. I went eagerly into it.
(Macha - Sacred Games, Vikram Chandra)
Pumaia keeps back one favorite pig which he has vowed shall die a natural death. Kuali'i sends messengers to demand this last hog, but Pumaia kills each messenger until none are left. Finally, Kuali'i catches, binds, and kills Pumaia and throws his bones into the pit with others.
(Kevin - Hawaiian Mythology, Martha Beckwith)
They were all filthy, and they all wore hats with broken bells. One of them kicked David in the shin.
"Ow!" said David.
(MC - The Book of Lost Things, John Connolly)
They played precisely one show before sullivan went off to college, then drafted singer Nathan Strejcek after Garfield turned down the gig and renamed themselves the Teen Idles.
The Teen Idles, MacKaye said, were "trying to get away from a really corupted music, you know, basically your heavy metal bands that were into heroin, cocaine, just a lot of drinking. We just drank a lot of Coke and ate a lot of twinkies."
(tom-A-hawk - Our Band Could Be Your Life, Michael Azerrad)
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i'm tagging darcy, kasey, kevin, patrick; and, just to see if he has any idea what a book is (or does), sven.
Here are the rules:
The meme:
Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
Open the book TO page 123.
Find the fifth sentence.
Post the next three sentences.
Tag five people.
Michael collated the results, and I added mine at the end ...
-+-+-+-+-+-
Osbert Sitwell was well acquainted with the story. He says that the deserters included French, Italians, Germans, Austrians, Australians, Englishmen, and Canadians; they lived
--at least they lived--in caves and grottoes under certain parts of the front line...They would issue forth, it was said, from their secret lairs, after each of the interminable checkmate battles, to rob the dying of their few possessions...
(Chas - The Great War and Modern Memory, Paul Fussell)
It looks just as unappetizing as before, only greasier. I sigh and place it, along with overcooked rice, on a tray.
I’m making the banana squash at the request of my father.
(Anne - Queen of Dreams, Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni)
…We turned off the highway on to the slip road, and then off it, past a jhopadpatti, into darkness. Our beams conjured up a dusty road, trees sliding into existence and out again, it was like falling into a tunnel. I went eagerly into it.
(Macha - Sacred Games, Vikram Chandra)
Pumaia keeps back one favorite pig which he has vowed shall die a natural death. Kuali'i sends messengers to demand this last hog, but Pumaia kills each messenger until none are left. Finally, Kuali'i catches, binds, and kills Pumaia and throws his bones into the pit with others.
(Kevin - Hawaiian Mythology, Martha Beckwith)
They were all filthy, and they all wore hats with broken bells. One of them kicked David in the shin.
"Ow!" said David.
(MC - The Book of Lost Things, John Connolly)
They played precisely one show before sullivan went off to college, then drafted singer Nathan Strejcek after Garfield turned down the gig and renamed themselves the Teen Idles.
The Teen Idles, MacKaye said, were "trying to get away from a really corupted music, you know, basically your heavy metal bands that were into heroin, cocaine, just a lot of drinking. We just drank a lot of Coke and ate a lot of twinkies."
(tom-A-hawk - Our Band Could Be Your Life, Michael Azerrad)
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i'm tagging darcy, kasey, kevin, patrick; and, just to see if he has any idea what a book is (or does), sven.
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