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Twelve of us gathered about Luis and Brian's [coffee] table for the Thanksgiving feast.  We spent the day preparing the food together, with endless mimosa's for everyone but me (This [Fool / Repository of Awkward Secrets] was still waiting to sober up from the previous night of integrated social circles, limited edibility, a blush that nobody saw, ( Read more... )

I missed you.

Also, I just gave my dad a call to see if he'd be able to pick me up after midnight at the airport, and he said it didn't matter how far he would have to drive or what hour it was--he just wants me to come home.

Talk about compartmentalization.

Go on.

Do it.

Don't defy me.

Life is a fugue:  Hedonism and Exploration both lead with content .  At night, I can draw upon lessons from Melissa and Nelson.  During sunlight, I bring back the tone of days first spent with Jeremy, Anita, Laurel, and Amber.  Admittedly, the scope of the hedonism and the breadth of my ( Read more... )

Earlier this month, the only concern I had about this year's Halloween costume was how to avoid freezing.  However, microbes had other plans.  This is the first day in nine that I haven't spent the majority in bed.  Let it be known that the flu is a monster this year.  If you can get the inoculation through work, do so.

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• reduce summer to a book list
• evade all personal references and divulgences
• hide the silence in colors so loud that nobody will notice its existence
• coyly invite speculation regarding what's hidden by referencing the silence
• bemoan anthropomorphism

Last night we gathered round some wheels of wine
And varietals of cheese, at which point
Our linguist friend and Pittsburgh boy unleashed
scholastic wrath. The game was Trivial Pursuit,
the place was Ian’s pad. The teams appeared
to be on par, yet appearances deceive,
and almost ere the game began it ran
away from me. With such facility
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Lynn and I arrived at John's houseboat early enough to park [close/illegal]ly, but not so obviously that the car would disappear.  Along with a few dozen others, we spent the entire day on East Lake from noon until well past dusk.  An obligatory Top Gun screening, shirtless beer-drinking while watching baseball on the couch, undercooked ingestible ( Read more... )

Here's my goddaughter Sylvia, born June 26th.  Innumerable congratulations to Anita and Vince!


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Inertia creeps.

I fill the balcony with meat-eaters, toss frisbees at dusk, take a weekend road trip to Portland that results in burdgeoning hope, grow accustomed to a new job as an analyst for an aerospace engineer, soak in the international film festival (even appearing in one of them for an entire twelve seconds (by extension, I must have a three ( Read more... )