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Today I got coffee, I got Orange Creme soda, from the Vitamin Cottage. and I got some coffee mugs from the good will store, earlier this week I downloaded the new French Kicks album, and I agree with matt, it is very california.

Also Finished a good book this week, The Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac. The book gets me really excited to go camping this year.

Now way earlier this week I got my self my first pair of hiking boots, so those should come in handy.

Thats it.

We spent a couple hours today cleaning out our basement and going through old stuff trying to decide what sort of stuff we should take and what we don’t need. It is hard to get away from my pack rat indulgence and get rid of stuff. I do have some fun looking at the old  memories. As much as my wife wants me to get rid of my boxing gloves, I want to keep them…I don’t know why.

Just watched this movie, thinking how much i enjoy to be myself, not punk, not grunge, not anything extreme, I like to be part hippie, part materialistic, part computer geek, part book nerd. nothing extreme, all poser. Very lazy.

After a killer game of scrabble with my highest word score yet-117 points and my wife being back I am feeling groovy. Nap time, till next time…

Ahh…you smell that? Its the smell of new beginnings. Spring always brings change, always. look back on your life and the lives of others. Spring time is huge for change. I can’t help but think of the lives of me and my wife and some of my close friends who are all going through lots of changes. Some exciting, some hard, and some a little of both. Read the rest of this entry »

Today Recently I have been thinking more and more about change. I know now that life can stay the same for only a short time. “What”, I say “why won’t this liesurely life stay the same, so I can take pictures, read books, eat good food, enjoy vactions and the such for the rest of my life.” “Well” I tell myself…nothing. I have no answer I have got to thank God for giving me a good year with many good memories. But now I have to move on.

“Patriotism is supporting your country all the time, and supporting your government when it deserves it.”

- Mark Twain

I stole this from My friend seans blog, and he stole it from M. Twain

I got this really awsome new book from Rilke a joy to read, and I also feel like an animal is growing in my stomach and eating away the soft warm membrame bit by bit…my recourse is to drink gallons of milk because its seems to be the only thing to work. I already drank 1 1/2 bottles of pepto. I also went to the dentist for the first time in 6 years and only have 1 cavity and am contemplating when to get it taken care of. He want to put a crown in my stupid chipped tooth but I wont give him the pleasure to take away my manliness as I cry when the nurse buts a bib on me.

we broke through the 1,000 visitor mark. I know how hard it was for all of you, lets keep it up and go for 2,000. keep up the good work.

ahh
We are back and we did so much…nothing…I read most of Robinson Cruseo and drank every beach drink I could think of…thats about it.

I really have nothing to exciting to post, just some boring musings…mostly I wanted to just update for the sake of updating…

Sleeping during the day makes me feel like I should belong to some wierd cult or some elite force of vampires. I really hate when people decide to work during the day, next to my window, I should chainsaw at 2am next to their window and see if they like it.

What, ahhh, I…uh man this weather kills me. Last night we were sitting outside drinking rasberry rum delights, this morning snow…what…is was fun though. My favorite quote of the night,
Ali-”It takes 2 weeks to digest steak…”
Anthony-”Yeah thats like 8 PB&J sandwiches.”
raspberry rum
great spead

My cup o joe mug broke and I now when I go to get coffee that $.25 that I get discounted will start coming out of my 401K
cupojoe

 

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Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly pressed me against his heart, I would perish in the embrace of his stronger existence. For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror which we are barely able to endure and are awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us. Each single angel is terrifying. And so I force myself, swallow and hold back the surging call of my dark sobbing. Oh, to whom can we turn for help? Not angels, not humans; and even the knowing animals are aware that we feel little secure and at home in our interpreted world.