Archives: August 2003
Sun Aug 31, 2003
Terminally Hopeful
I had a wonderful day yesterday with my wife and kids at the lake. We visited with friends and spent hours on the water. A bit sunburned and a lot tired, we got home last night and I have begun my 'last week' at home. More...
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Thu Aug 28, 2003
painful transition?
i'm in pain today. it isn't the transition, really. i just thought it made for a clever title: painful transition.
today is the goodbye dau here at my soon-to-be-former job. i will
be in the office some tomorrow, packing up office trinkets and such,
but today is the company luncheon at which i will say my goodbyes. it's
all good.
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Tue Aug 26, 2003
flutter-bys
I was mowing the lawn. These moments seem to come so wonderfully often during this simple chore.
Gail, my wife, and I had ridden 13 miles earlier in the day on our
mountain bikes. We had planned on one circuit around the lake, a 7.5
mile trail of dirt and gravel in the shade of trees overhanging the
water. The last few yards of the 'path' were blocked by the overflow of
the lake, through a creek that had swollen to several feet of rushing
water across our path, so we turned and cycled back the way we had
come, doubling the distance we had planned. It was a lovely ride. Good
exercise. Excellent company.
Later, after a light lunch, I had begun the mowing.
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Mon Aug 25, 2003
Blackout and Remembering...
The 2003 BLACKOUT as seen from above?
Wifey sent this to me. If it is legit, it shows the effects of the blackout as seen from a satellite...
We had the yard sale of all yard sales this week end, amid the heat,
chatter of many 'customers' in a variety of languages (Chinese,
Spanish, Southern-English, and baby gibberish) I found myself
distracted by a faint scent, wafting through the air. There are two
lone magnolia blossoms on the tree in my front yard, determined
banners, touting the remaining summer. Their delicate fragrance
reminded me of a post that I wrote last year. Find it below. Have a
great day!
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Fri Aug 22, 2003
a bit of humor
Here's a story that is now so well circulated, it borders on urban legend status. I still grin every time I hear it.
A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak.
After mass he asked the monsignor how he had done.
The monsignor replied, " When I am worried about getting nervous On the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass.
If I start to get nervous, I take a sip."
So next Sunday he took the monsignor's advice.
At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink.
He proceeded to talk up a storm.
Upon his return to his office after the mass, he found the following note on the door:
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Thu Aug 21, 2003
the beginng of the end...
today i begin the process of handing my accounts over to other salespeople. i have spent the last three years opening new accounts and building relationships with the customers that i have. now i have to say goodbye. More...
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Tue Aug 19, 2003
A-Musing
"Write a 250-word description of what Inspiration would look like in human or animal form."
Theo:...how about you? i haven't seen you on for a while.
Muse: i was up until 4 this morning. --yawn--
Theo: what kept you up all night, if i may ask?
Muse: i was waiting for my ex-boyfriend's mother to come and pick up her other son. he helped me move.
Theo: you moved? to where?
Muse: Canada. He's gay, btw.
Theo: the other son?
Muse: yes. just thought you shouls know. nothing goning on.
Theo: Canada. humm. that's pretty far away.
Muse: i know, but you know me. it doesn't really matter where i live.
Theo: i know, but, i wish you were closer. --sigh--
Muse: Theo, don't be silly. close your eyes. what do you see?
Theo: you.
Muse: tell me more.
Theo:
your hair is auburn today, the thick smooth waves like velvet on your
bare shoulders stroke your porcelain skin. i see your shoulders and
your cheeks, are a bit flush. have you been dancing again?
Muse: of course. what else, Theo?
Theo: your smile. i always love your smile, the slight turn of your
lips, full, slightly parted - i love the way one side of your mouth,
your left side, turns up slightly higher when you are pleased. i can
almost feel your breath, floating, sliding in..an aroma of moist
passion.
Muse: yes. anything else?
Theo: always. your eyes. they laugh, and at the same time, they speak
of bitterness, pain, well worn grief and the deepest of tenderness. you
always look deep into my being, touch my soul. today, i will carry you
with me. nothing of this day will take away my joy, my knowledge that
come what may, life is made for beauty, passion and love. my very
stride will be one of dedication to the crystal beam of daylight and
the wisps of this evenings shadows. i will proclaim against the
mundane, that there is lusty, unquenched desire and panting, breathless
satisfaction...
Muse: Theo?
Theo:yes.
Muse: see. i have moved, but i will never leave you, my love. now, go live.
Theo: will you be here tomorrow.
Muse: will you seek me?
Theo: with my entire being.
Muse: then you have already found me, again.
--Muse has signed off--
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Mon Aug 18, 2003
Chapter 13A
The Gift, 13
We stepped onto the concrete island, and closing the iron door behind
me I stood and inhaled deeply. The night was gone, given way to the
twilight of morning. Angela stood beside me. She seemed even smaller to
me now. The moon was gone, the stars no longer visible. I could feel
the heat of daylight beginning to build. I closed my eyes and listened.
The sound was all but deafening. Insects screamed. The breeze swept
through the trees and resounded in my ears like a hurricane wind. My
nostrils burned as I breathed the vapors rising from the waters of the
surrounding pool. I exhaled forcefully, snorted and leapt gingerly
across the pool in moved away from the water. I felt Angela move with
me, silent and as quite as a shadow, she joined me as I walked away
from the pool, past the pool house and into the edge of the woods. I
wanted to run, to get away from the cacophony of sound and the smells.
I snorted again.
“You will have to learn to dampen your new senses, Evan,” Angela spoke
to my thoughts, “Otherwise; you will not be able to function.”
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Fri Aug 15, 2003
Employment Adjustment
In about two hours, I will be meeting with one of the company owners to give my two week notice. I have been offered a job as a sales manager with a national furniture sales/liquidation company. More...
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