June 25th, 2007 at 6:59pm |
Third in a four-part tandem blogging series between 42 Dreams of Arizona Bay and Without A Map.
I don’t have much to say about a perfect two-hour cruise around the San Francisco Bay at sunset. The light was perfect. The breeze made me grateful I brought a jacket in anctipation of the cool and changeable city [...]
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June 25th, 2007 at 6:46pm |
First in a four-part tandem blogging series between 42 Dreams of Arizona Bay and Without A Map.
… Four pieces of chicken. They slice it up. It’s not on the bone. …
… Justice department. I have to write a report on what I do. And read four books. …
… It’s not like KFC. [...]
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June 24th, 2007 at 10:45pm |
I have so many posts brewing from this weekend, and not sure I can share them all. First of all, you might fall asleep. And second of all … some of them aren’t so clean.
Will share this quick tidbit:
Standing at a parade. Pressed in by people. I can’t help that I’m tall.
I turn around for [...]
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June 21st, 2007 at 12:58pm |
It’s hard to let go. And I’m not letting go yet.
But today, I took Stinky to the vet, and heard what I already knew. Yet I still cried.
Stinky Lessa Sweetness, who will be 17 by my best estimate in another week or so, has been drinking and peeing a lot more. When she first [...]
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June 21st, 2007 at 11:23am |
I did sleep, but it took a while.
I couldn’t lie down straight. I couldn’t get my legs to be comfortable. I could screw them up into my body, but then there was still a pressure. And then there was the question of what to do with my arms. My arms hurt.
I did something stupid.
I decided [...]
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June 19th, 2007 at 11:13am |
Argggh.
I’m dead.
You’re not reading this blog post.
Move along.
Short story: Personal trainer kicked my ass. Kicked my ass while he was hobbling along on a sprained ankle from playing basketball.
He kept me going. Assisted me when I needed it. And told me to focus beyond the pain, to my goals. How I want to look in [...]
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June 18th, 2007 at 12:48pm |
I still intend to write about some of the characters I see at the gym. But not today. I really want to go swim now. Except now there’s some stupid kids in the pool. And the bored housewives look like they’re settling in for the long haul.
Short story though:
I’m at the gym and get cornered [...]
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