Delirious beauty
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 31st, 2004 No Comments »
Lindsey has a little magnetic poetry board in her room.
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 31st, 2004 No Comments »
Lindsey has a little magnetic poetry board in her room.
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 30th, 2004 No Comments »
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 30th, 2004 No Comments »
Dave takes a trip through northern Wisconsin. I used to go on bike tours throughout Wisconsin. They have the county road system for bicycling. Small two lane roads that go everywhere and generally have very little traffic. Mostly little farm roads through the countryside. I remember stopping at a dairy farm out in the middle [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 28th, 2004 No Comments »
It’s 3:00 am and someone is coughing. Time to get up and administer some medications.
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 28th, 2004 No Comments »
This is an interesting description of what the pain feels like.
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 26th, 2004 No Comments »
“Instinctually I am listening for the sound of her breathing or to the sound of her swallowing, and if those noises sound okay then Iím listening to the sounds of the house to make sure monsters donít come out of the walls to hurt her.” I’ve talked about my much less severe version of this [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 25th, 2004 No Comments »
“When you’re alone, who cares for starlit skiesWhen you’re alone, the magic moonlight diesAt break of dawn, there is no sunriseWhen your lover has gone What lonely hours, the evening shadows bringWhat lonely hours, with memories lingeringLike faded flowers, life can’t mean anythingWhen your lover has gone” “WHEN YOUR LOVER HAS GONE” I sometimes listen [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 25th, 2004 No Comments »
“So, we’re all vowed to survive and I think if — you know, if we can just survive one more day that maybe the next day will be a little bit less difficult to survive.” Michael Berg father of Nicholas Berg who was captured and beheaded in Iraq last May.
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 25th, 2004 No Comments »
Is this weblog somehow my threnody for Cindy? I was mentioning to someone last night about how many of the songs that I have liked through the years now seem like they were actually written as a threnody. Many of them are actually love songs, and many are songs of lost loves, but I think that most [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on Aug 24th, 2004 No Comments »
Just finished a nice long story about memories, happiness, “we-ness” and “alone-ness” and it dissappeared. I’m posting this as a test to see if making weblog posts exhibit the same symptoms as when I tried to post a Story.