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~ from the Hunsrück to the Triangle in 25 years

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March 2011

Sunday morning, quietly listening to Sinead rip out her heart…

funny how this: got me to buy an album sound unheard, review unread, and how much it really worked for a 19 year old kid living in a foreign land. Getting to see here perform lo these decades later –… Continue Reading →

10pm it is, then …

a Thursday night, post nibbles and shopping with amigos. Boo might even have a case for her nook that she likes – skullies if I recall correctly. How’s your life been going?Mine, as typical, is filled with great things I… Continue Reading →

Hey Travel Monkey – tell me about glamping…

Glamping is fabulous and wonderful and all sorts of fun!! All sorts of things happen in the great outdoors that happen right inside your house every day. You’ll sleep, get up to go to the bathroom, have a delicious breakfast… Continue Reading →

Inside every train wreck …

is a lovely chandelier! I have no idea what boo meant by that, but in the discussion there was expression of thankfulness and gratitude for how the assassin weavers have read the loom of fate. Certainly much gratitude.

oh durham town…

I’ve been pushing my livejournal posts to my blogger account, and just last night got to the point where boo & I bought hobbithouse, and me and the pups had landed. I’m certainly sure that I’m happy to be a… Continue Reading →

it’s strange that she should be offended …

the same orders were given by her” … “it’s the home of police that hit black boys on mopeds” a voice from too many lifetimes ago, singing truths that I fear have sadly turned out to be fact. Sinead from… Continue Reading →

and so the weekend starts …

just finished a mid morning snack of milk and cookies … well, milk in my coffee – does that I count? I’ve spent too much time this morning looking for widgets to tell me the time and weather on my… Continue Reading →

really really hot cookie sheet – 1, scott’s oh so tender left hand webbing – 0

###BREAKING NEWS### ###BREAKING NEWS###In an attempt to capitalize on the enjoyment found in the typical colonial village kitchen, scott commenced with a 2nd round of oatmeal choco chip cookies (from a mix – don’t be too impressed) this evening, what… Continue Reading →

why hello march – how the hell are you?

rabbits of whiterabbits of nightrabbits in twos & threesrabbits hiding up in the treeswhy do I care so much about rabbits?why do I care so much about them – don’t I know where I’m goingI can get there without them?… Continue Reading →

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