Monday, January 26, 2009

well, well. I was disappointed again by Stevil in the Bummer Life Avoidance category, however the Bike Snob shone through for me. The snow was great, but not as great as home rolled sushi with my friend Ali. Great company and glow in the dark hula hoop. I'd say the day was a success. 

Sunday, January 25, 2009

sunday, and the livin's easy. The snow has yet to cease and it's about time. I finished my homework and am enjoying some charles mingus and coffee and popcorn. I like to eat my popcorn by lifting the entire bowl to my mouth and sticking my tongue in to cover it with exploded kernels. I don't share my popcorn. I went for a walk earlier and my polarized sunglasses made all the colors really 'pop' in contrast to the snow. Awesome and surreal. The naked trees were a mottled maroon and seem to shiver the snow out of their branches every now and again. The view outside my window would be a lot better if i rented a bulldozer and took out the neighbors house. that's worth fantasizing about for a minute. I have some sort of spider bite on my stomach. It's red and angry. It seems to have gotten smaller since a couple of days ago, and if i owned a digital camera I'd probably snap a shot and post it here. I'm mostly hoping that I won't give birth to an alien clown thing that crawls out of my abdomen and then eats me while releasing mini spider clowns to take over the earth. although the earth may be better off with alien clown spiders in charge. who really knows? maybe stephen king.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

While driving home from school yesterday evening I involved my self in a personal discussion with my self and was amazed at the outcome. I was thinking about the idea of living contextually, in that we all are born within a certain context and grow up in a context and on and on until we die in our contextual way. And I think that's pretty amazing. It seems being yourself and individual would be rather narrowly circumscribed by a number of factors. Most peoples decisions seem to be made within those parameters. Don't think I'm excepting myself here. All the history of the world has transpired perfectly to deliver you. Speaking of delivery, I've been plotting some kicka$$ bicycle trips. c'mon weather, warm up 3 months premature for me!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

I don't know why I keep cutting wood the way I do. Everytime I do my back gets sore all over again. Damn. I'm not referring to a style of woodcutting it's the fact of woodcutting at all. While at Fran's this morning, cutting wood, OSB, for the stairs I built, I took a moment to breathe. You know, Really Breathe. It could only have been 30 degrees or so, the sun was shining, the forest was still, and the world was perfect, just like it always is. I am boggled at how easy it is to get all wound up in the crazy games of the world and some Breathing nearly always brings things back into perspective. I like to forget that this is my life. right now. not the whatever i'm planning for tomorrow, this summer, or ten years from now. This air and these sounds. This lumber in my gloved hand. The whistling leaves and crunchy snow. The way poetry rides through the trees and weaves around rocks. Awesome.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Whew! I finished reading 'The Blood Meridian, or the evening redness in the west' by Cormac McCarthy and to echo literary folks everywhere the man is a fricking genius. Good Lord. It's butt cold outside (that looks like -2) and my runny nose is slowing in drip frequency. I think I'll take the old ski's up snake creek and enjoy the beautiful day.