January 2010
13 posts
Ten Years Gone
OK, I’ll bite. I don’t share much here so this might seem like a lot.
2000: Got engaged, bought house, got dog, got married. Small company I worked for was acquired by evil Wall St. behemoth.
2001-2002: Mostly a blur since I was working on projects based in London, Frankfurt, and Milan. I was either up all night or in London.
2003: 2 miscarriages. One was exactly one day after we...
December 2009
21 posts
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No, I don't think you understand. I made a god... →
bananacasts:
Please reblog this to members of your family, friends, neighbors, colleagues, clients, personal physicians, physical therapists, rabbis, priests, imams, reverends, lawyers on retainer, assistants, that guy downtown who plays buckets like drums, aldermen, the 1987 Dallas Mavericks, trainers, airline staff, Emily in Accounting, jazz musicians, hobos, former Senator Bob Dole, nurses,...
Christmas Letter
I know there was a thing here a few days ago about Christmas letters. There were pro- and con- arguments. I generally land on the pro- side. I mean, the kind of person who writes the over-the-top Christmas letter is that same kind of person the other 364 days of the year, and you knew what you were getting into when you chose them for a friend or were stuck with them as a relative. It’s...
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Tumbling Recliners
We’ve moved one of my bands’ websites to tumblr. It’s kind of an experimental thing…I don’t think a lot of bands are using tumblr as a primary website. Who knows if it will work, but it’s been fun to hack up a template and try some things with tags. Off the bat, I can see that some things didn’t quite render right in the dashboard, but that’s OK...
On a more serious note, though...
morrowplanet:
royaltygt:
Juliet or Kate?
Kate.
Juliet.
Yes.
Sun.
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And yeah, I know the point was to write about my Wednesday. That is my Wednesday.
Gratuitous Wednesday Paragraph
The Kübler-Ross stages of grieving are usually associated with our mortality, or that of a loved one, or sometimes an important personal relationship. I believe, though, the fear of loss and the coping mechanisms we’ve evolved can also be applied fairly to the death of an idea or dream. We trudge through some subset of the state diagram, possibly all of it, hopefully on our eventual way to...
Butt-Hurticane
Wow, it looks like a giant storm blew through today.
Sometimes it’s good to be out here on the fringe, a leaf node.
Hope everyone’s all right…it’s just a few trillion electrons floating around.
I'm a formspring sheep, too. →
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