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May 23rd, 2012
December 14th, 2011
06:23 pm - my office smells like burning plastic...
so i'm going to blog.
i don't blog much lately.
i'm far away from the internet most often, except my cell phone. and blogging isn't really condusive on a cell phone. the amazing thing is that blogging is available on a cell phone. maybe blogging is even more amazing. i just can't tell anymore.
i think the fumes may be making my brain funny.
so it smells like burning in my office.
yuck. my client rescheduled their massage. i can't say that i blame them. it smells like burning plastic in here.
i'm in the less smelly room right now. blogging. did i mention i'm blogging because here i am. blogging.
hopefully it won't smell like burning tomorrow.
now i'm going to go work on my work blog.
hugs and kisses,
me
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September 28th, 2011
03:11 pm - hello LJers.
So i'm thinking of creating a new main stream blog. one that might have a bit more focus then just my random thoughts and such. i might even think about spell checking and proof reading this new blog... maybe.
i heart LJ and it will also keep a little spot of my heart warm, but i think i may want to do some other blog server. any suggestions? i'm hearing a lot about blogger which is google and kinda creeps me out... but what ever google is going to know everything about me no matter what i say. the other one is... oh gosh, what was it called...word press.
do any of you have opinions one way or the other?
thanks and hugs and such.
me.
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August 24th, 2011
03:58 pm - maps
http://www.decorative-maps.com/index.html
this is a fancy website with all sorts of helpful and handy tid bits.
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July 4th, 2011
11:38 pm - american indipendence.
Dude, I can't spell. If it offends you, move on.
So a delightful thought from tonight. I am amazing. Just wait and see.
I need to bike. If you live near america I hope you say things blow up in a none threratening but amazing manner. Happy indipendence day.
Current Mood:  oral fixation
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June 23rd, 2011
09:12 pm - dip s!ht
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Much love.
A dip s!ht
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June 19th, 2011
June 15th, 2011
05:02 pm
My computer was acting all wonky so I peddle it over to a buddy that does computer work.
Peddling home in the wet. Two miles from home and the skies opened their faucet. A downpour got me. I had to huddle under a little roof.
It was cold and wet.
Finally it let up enough to continue biking but I got soaked.
Home now but I'm starving and with no food of substance at my house, I have to go back out in it. At least it is walkable and I can bring an umbrella.
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03:05 am - a bike ride
Today I went for a bike ride. Where I live the trees are green and lush. A large body of water is to my east. When you look over it all you can see is water. Out well beyond where you can swim there are factories. There water is turned into water. They look pretty cool, but the idea seems strange. The sun was out today. they say the sun is toxic, what once was a great god is now a hazard. When a youth the sun would kiss me every year and turn me coppery. Now I have to be careful of it. I have to cover my skin otherwise the sun will boil my skin, turning it red and opening up tender sores.
Sun, why are you so toxic? The bike ride was lovely we biked along that great body of water. No one actually swims in it. Those that dare to wade in it have no cuts. If the water was to get into you before getting to the water factory, something unpleasant would grow in your gut.
So we biked. We didn't wade or swim. we just enjoyed the water from a distance. We enjoyed the cool breeze off the lake, They don't say that is toxic, not yet at least.
The path we followed is paved and mostly in well repair. It runs 18 miles along the lake shore. It cuts through a giant green track of land. The grass is so lush and soft it encourages people to lounge. Gaint deciduous trees shade the way, the closer to the lake you get the more gnarled by wind they become. Great impressive trees soaking in that sun. Their chloro filled leaves photosynthesizing energy.
I peddle my bike I feel my body. I am moving, my body is moving, I am moving through this world. Oh to bike on the bike path. My caloric energy getting me to where I must go. And where must I go? Over there. So I peddle. Up the lawn a bit is a much larger path bikers and joggers don't take that path. Cars, autos, mechanical beasts take that path. They chug and whirr and zoom right along. Leaving clouds of petro fumes in their wake. When ever I can I saty away from that path.
Todays bike ride was adventurous. We crossed under that path twice. The first crossing was just a small tunnel large enough for people or bikes, perhaps small autos. When we got to the west side of he auto path there is no trace of lake. Here there are buildings taller then the sky. There is still green nature here, the grass is still soft, the trees are still tall, but the buildings are much taller.
This side path has more feet walkers, they use nothing but shoes and muscles to get over there and usually back again. Me and my companion found a series of differnt stations for training your body to become strong and agile. We disd several activities. We really just played. There were apporatisus to demonstrate upper body prowess, core strength, and leg flexibility. It was great fun, we did about ten different activities.
Afterwards we decided to miander more through the woods away from the lake but not quite to the city. We had to cross a road, but nothing as frightful as the big auto path near the lake. Once over my reward for sporty activity and was a metal man, I used my communication device to snap an image of it.
We biked again. Along the park we went under one more road in a tiny underpass way it waws most likely cobble when originally done. We were right next to the animal habitat. Enprisoned animals being kept safe from the hazards of the wild and displayed for the public. They can no longer keep elephants there. All theirs died because their outdoor space was too small. We didn't stop there but just north of another metal man, a metal benjamin we took a break to look ast the nesting habitat of rare dark crowned night herons. They migrate to the same patch of woods every year to nest. What a sight to see these giant birds up in trees. The biggest tree birf I'm used to seeing around here is a raven or a hawk. These are about the size of a malerd.
We listened to their babies prattle on for a bit then turned to bike north. The sun was setting and the earth is still cool so it was time to get home before the evening snow. The next two times we went under roads we were right next to the water. One waterway is a thouroughfare for caloric powered boats the other for auto petro based boats. The caloric pass is easy to miss but a comfortable way. The petro pass is obvious and the way clear, but the actual pass is narrow and can be hazardous with on coming traffic.
We biked along the main path for sometime, when close to home we branched out taking paths much closer to the lake. We rode up nore hills. Man made hills. There aren't too many hills in this area. Dune lines from the lake but no hills. So all hills are man made. What secrets lay under them only time will tell. we biked past team activities and the common public out enjoying what we were enjoying we got home and feasted!
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June 11th, 2011
11:28 pm
I have maintained a clean sink. And scooped the cat boxes.
This morning I worked on the newsletter. I think I have the words and images all done. I need to put together a draft of both together. Then I need to have some lay person read it to make sure it makes sense. My words love to make no sense at all.
I wanted to do more work on it this evening but I did not. I ordered food with money that needed to go somewhere else... but it was cash tip money and I haven't spent money on something silly since last Thursday. 15 bucks a week on "fun" is okay. Especially since in the summer in chicago everywhere you look there is something free. Earlier in the week I biked to grant park and listened to iron and wine for free. They were on the stage. But I cvamped out stage left just to have some space.
Well anyway I went crazy tonight and spent some dollars on food. I put a silly movie in and played on my phone all evening. Kind of a waste of an evening. But at the same time it feels goodish. I really did want to get more done today. Oh well it was Saturday it can be lazy.
I think I am going to do zendo tomorrow. I just have to be sure to be back for work by noon. Oh man I just got a creepy feeling from leaving my schedule for tomorrow on livejournal. I wonder if that is rersidual from the break in. Ugh. That jerk. Breaking into my house and alienating me. Terrorizing me. I don't think I asked for that. Maybe I did. Maybe I asked for it in my last life.
Hmmmh. Thinking of past lives and such gets me thinking of pictures I had in my youth of the developing soul. It was prically (sp?) Like a sea urchin. All the lives you lead before your present life whispered a life secret into it. The more secrets the soul received the smoother it got till it looked like the human it was going to inhabit.
Pretty weird idea. What life secret would I whisper into my souls ear? What secrets were I told?
Oh the thoughts I have and have had. I wonder what they will bring. I'm going to go... ... then I will do a pinch of work before going to bed. I think I want to zendo tomorrow.
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