Em, Lily, Danielle
04 girls represent! Emily, Lily, Danielle, Katie
JohnDavid, Emily, Lily, Danielle, Katie, Bryce
We don't pose for very long... 
Sunday, October 15, 2006
in the garden...
Em, Lily, Danielle 04 girls represent! Emily, Lily, Danielle, Katie JohnDavid, Emily, Lily, Danielle, Katie, Bryce We don't pose for very long...
adventures in ikea...
The trick of Ikea is that they are impossible to leave...You have to walk through the entire store in order to get to the exit...It is difficult, but not quite impossible, to get out of the store without making a purchase. On the way, take lots of pictures!
Oh yes, we are! [dani, rach, lily, em]
All I want for Christmas...[rach, lily, em, dani]
Share the love [billy and em]
They have these great measuring tapes everywhere. Does Bryce fit? [bryce and johndavid]
Oh yes, we are! [dani, rach, lily, em]
All I want for Christmas...[rach, lily, em, dani]
Share the love [billy and em]
They have these great measuring tapes everywhere. Does Bryce fit? [bryce and johndavid]
fall break, in progress...
In Atlanta with some of the most amazing girls ever...
Rachel and Lily
Danielle and Emily
Darling, Beautiful, Lovely, and Hottie in downtown.
Rachel and Lily
Danielle and Emily
Darling, Beautiful, Lovely, and Hottie in downtown.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
on the brink...
One essay stands between me and Fall Break.
I am poised on the edge, so close to achieving that higher plane of transcendental knowledge about my topic. It is that moment where your mind is so filled with facts and directions and ideas and quotes, but none of it quite makes sense. I am waiting for that moment of coherence, of knowing, of understanding the story and being able to write about my revelations. The world is spinning faster and faster, but the saturnalia isn't quite here.
My research keeps building, the tension is mounting, I keep climbing.
My coffee's getting cold.
I am poised on the edge, so close to achieving that higher plane of transcendental knowledge about my topic. It is that moment where your mind is so filled with facts and directions and ideas and quotes, but none of it quite makes sense. I am waiting for that moment of coherence, of knowing, of understanding the story and being able to write about my revelations. The world is spinning faster and faster, but the saturnalia isn't quite here.
My research keeps building, the tension is mounting, I keep climbing.
My coffee's getting cold.
Monday, October 09, 2006
googly eyed fun...
Billsy's slippers have been asking for it since the beginning of the semester, and last weekend I finally got my chance. Aren't they cute? And whatever should I do with fifty more googly eyes?
i have talent...
Oh yeah? Well, look what I can do. Take that, college!
Yes, I have a donut balanced on my nose. Do I win a prize?
Yes, I have a donut balanced on my nose. Do I win a prize?
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
communication extraordinare...
I remember when I was very young and one of the highlights of the month were our issues of God's World News. I remember a story about some Asian country [they get all the cool stuff] and the latest rage: video phones. A camera and a tv screen were added to the regular old chunky desk phone, and if the other person had one, you could "see" and talk to each other at the same time. Unfortunately, they cost about a billion dollars.
Of course, being age eleven or so, I wanted one to be able to talk to my friends. I thought that was pretty crazy, but so cool. I mean, wow, talk about amazing.
Do you think people even knew what was going on when they sent the first telegram? Imagine how excited they were. You can't even send them anymore. The pony express? That was the coolest thing ever. If I was a teenager in 1860, I totally would have been in love with a Pony Express rider. Those guys braved weather, exhaustion, and wilderness, just to bring a letter. Complain if you want, but it's ridiculously cool that it only costs thirty-nine cents to send a letter all the way across the country [to michigan, in fact. ahem. that would be a hint, kids]. And now, an entire new level of communication has been opened up...
I bought myself a webcam. On Skype [get it], you can have a live video feed in order to "see" someone while you talk to them. You can see me roll my eyes at your dumb jokes, or how often I'm playing with my hair, or how wide my mouth opens when I'm laughing. I finally have my video telephone!
I am living in the future! I'm pretty sure teleporting is next.
Of course, being age eleven or so, I wanted one to be able to talk to my friends. I thought that was pretty crazy, but so cool. I mean, wow, talk about amazing.
Do you think people even knew what was going on when they sent the first telegram? Imagine how excited they were. You can't even send them anymore. The pony express? That was the coolest thing ever. If I was a teenager in 1860, I totally would have been in love with a Pony Express rider. Those guys braved weather, exhaustion, and wilderness, just to bring a letter. Complain if you want, but it's ridiculously cool that it only costs thirty-nine cents to send a letter all the way across the country [to michigan, in fact. ahem. that would be a hint, kids]. And now, an entire new level of communication has been opened up...
I bought myself a webcam. On Skype [get it], you can have a live video feed in order to "see" someone while you talk to them. You can see me roll my eyes at your dumb jokes, or how often I'm playing with my hair, or how wide my mouth opens when I'm laughing. I finally have my video telephone!
I am living in the future! I'm pretty sure teleporting is next.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
worthy...
Then Came the Rain [day ten]
After sunny beginnings
then came the rain -
outrageous, terrifying downpour
glorious as a tidal wave.
Laughing - dancing - washing clean
the flooded sidewalks and the soul.
Inviting any excuse to run
hard - far enough to hurt - not caring
but caring about everything.
Soaking - up to the knees,
ruining shoes, but mending hearts.
Each lightning bolt tearing apart
the kaleidoscope of colored clouds,
every thunder crash trumpeting
the arrival of a future earth and sky.
The brave few fought the elements,
but the rarer breed pressed in - smiling
as the wind pushed back.
Intensity that could not sustain
lasted just long enough to renew
and remind one of the power -
beauty - passion of the thunderstorm.
After sunny beginnings
then came the rain -
outrageous, terrifying downpour
glorious as a tidal wave.
Laughing - dancing - washing clean
the flooded sidewalks and the soul.
Inviting any excuse to run
hard - far enough to hurt - not caring
but caring about everything.
Soaking - up to the knees,
ruining shoes, but mending hearts.
Each lightning bolt tearing apart
the kaleidoscope of colored clouds,
every thunder crash trumpeting
the arrival of a future earth and sky.
The brave few fought the elements,
but the rarer breed pressed in - smiling
as the wind pushed back.
Intensity that could not sustain
lasted just long enough to renew
and remind one of the power -
beauty - passion of the thunderstorm.
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