Time for Spring time to plat.
I think I will make a garden and grow some stuff.
What the hell is pine needle tea?
I would really like to buy this Trek bicycle, but not sure if I can afford it.
What else is there to say about the Ides of Marchs?
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Frank wrote a letter to the river
An update an update the joys of an update!
sing me softly to sleep old bird and I'll feed you in the morning.
How vast is the world of the blog and of the blogs little babies. Why might I not remember the times when we left the old ways and began the new ways. Show and fly and dance and cry ; we must life.
what if what if ?
words are like the pebbles and the sand. Pick up the words and toss them in the sand. Keep what hits you in the eyes.
We may live to see another update.
sing me softly to sleep old bird and I'll feed you in the morning.
How vast is the world of the blog and of the blogs little babies. Why might I not remember the times when we left the old ways and began the new ways. Show and fly and dance and cry ; we must life.
what if what if ?
words are like the pebbles and the sand. Pick up the words and toss them in the sand. Keep what hits you in the eyes.
We may live to see another update.
Monday, November 17, 2008
When a blog is not a blog , when the internet is not the internet
November 2008 ! The news is good , the news is bad. If ever was a place or time , this would be it. The most important thing is not to miss the first one.
I want to take the time to write what I want to write.
This is not the first time a blog has started and ended. The life of a blog can be like the life of a moth. I'm reborn, I do not eat, I mate and die. That is a blog.
When true men do true things, we remember.
The publish button is orange and the save now button is blue. Which pill will you take? If you are reading this, then you know I chose the orange.
I want to take the time to write what I want to write.
This is not the first time a blog has started and ended. The life of a blog can be like the life of a moth. I'm reborn, I do not eat, I mate and die. That is a blog.
When true men do true things, we remember.
The publish button is orange and the save now button is blue. Which pill will you take? If you are reading this, then you know I chose the orange.
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