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Just a little picture of one of the bruises from my ski trip.
sliding down a pass called the rock garden – on your face, back, side and face in repeating sequence is not as painful as it sounds. i wouldn’t recommend going down that way…but whatever gets you to the bottom. this weekend i went skiing. more importantly, this weekend i went skiing on an active volcanoe. […]
another day of bombings in lebanon and isreal, another day of foiled terrorist plots in the uk, another day of atrocities that will never make the news. and i marvel…marvel at the world and all its beauty and all the ways we seek to destroy that beauty. it makes me sad. no great revalation there […]
so this morning there was a little confusion on my part…was i speaking or wasn’t i speaking at a rotary club for breakfast. turns out i was…and since i was awake and alert it all went well as far as i could tell. that is what waking up at 5:45 will do for you. up […]
Last night I dreamed george bush was a monster. Not in the figurative sense that I don’t agree with his politics or approach to international affairs, I mean literally a monster. Something scary to look at and terrifying to dream about. His wasn’t the first nightmare of the night. Lucky me I woke up […]
i have a confession. i used to rant about fox news with only a little bit of proof. i’d seen a story or two before and didn’t like the spin and called them swill and felt happily liberal doing so. and that’s wrong as a thinking person, journalist, and now researcher – i know better. these […]
i move a lot…have moved a lot. folks joke around with me and call me nomad and claim that i don’t sit still, but if you trace it back it comes from my family. we were military. i say we were because it is a lifestyle and you can’t really divorce the job from the […]
getting food is a pain of course…especially since i am foot and bus bound…but ahh…when it is in my apartment unassembled…just a barrage of parts full of potential…i love food then. bare. naked. but i love it more prepared and cooked. tonight i was starving and lazy. the only help in my state was that i […]
there is an art shop on a major street in auckland that displays paintings and photos outside on the sidewalk to showcase work. one such photo is a black and white of a woman about to feed her child. most prominent is the child’s face but also visible is the woman’s breast. i stop […]
my dad jokingly called me dr. the other day. it is his own personal nudging to think about school beyond school…classes beyond where i am. sometimes i joke back with him, playing with the idea out loud instead of just in my head. but yesterday i corrected him quickly. classes are starting to wear on […]
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