New Orleans is a mess. Joey from Google, Chris fromserver central, and myslef are going there to establish emergency wireless communications with voice over IP to get refugees in contact with thier families. I am sorry to those whom which I had previous engagements with on this weekend but I feel this is important and I want to help where I can ( Read more... )

I hold increasingly high respect for those brave souls who venture into the unknown. ...wind in thier backs, watching all sight of land disappear as they leave it all behind to chase dreams of fantastic wealth ( Read more... )

So I occures to me that those people who have found themselves in my life are like lights on my life. You all shine down on me for reasons that are not at first obvious to me. I would think your light would be better shone on something with artistic merit, on something full of rich colors and thought and expression. Then it occures to me that what ( Read more... )

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1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

In the book series that is my life, the final sentances of the last chapter of this installment has finally been written. Who knows what new adventures, what great new perils and what intriguing new charactes our protagonist will encounter on his journies. Who knows, there could even be some old characters making new appearances in chapters of ( Read more... )

I had a fabulous weekend of snuggling dendraphile followed by a "post rave, drum circle brass band with fire dancing" party in an old chocolate factory. Followed by sailing with the boss ( Read more... )

This is such a marvelous double-entendre.

So familiar and overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now.
Embracing you, this reality here,
This one, this form I hold now, so
Wide eyed and hopeful.
Wide eyed and hopefully wild.

I still haven't gotten over the genius that is Tool

Funny how old expectations can shape how you react in the present. We hold on to ideas of what something is based on, what something was and deny the truth of it. We create boxes and stick things and people in them. We create maps and often mistake the map for the territory. It may be best to remind ourselves to not be mad at the territory for not ( Read more... )

A groan of tedium escapes me ( Read more... )