Monday, June 11, 2007
Small things. |12:33 AM| Here's the thing about blogging right now, there's not so much new material that I really want to express for the whole world to read. That is, it's minutiae, time line entries really. The sort of thing I usually glance over on other people's blogs.
God this layout is pretty ugly. I keep playing around meaning to fix it but then I get distracted and never upload the new pages.
This past Friday was the Naked Empire logo party. I had futzed around with some ideas but most of them looked like hell, so I skipped out on bringing them. Played some pool volleyball, got a woman's number.
As far as current activities go, I'm prepping for the trip to Bonnaroo. I'm looking for a job for extra cash, and I got a couple calls from recruiters giving me insulting offers.
Saturday night Erin(Maybe326) A. showed up into town. A nice lady.
My mouth hurts. A lot. As of Thursday I hadn't slept properly in a week. I mention this to you, the public, now that it's not an issue anymore. My left tooth of issue quit hurting the other day, which is welcome, but speaks of much, much worse issues.
Anyhow, speaking of bonnaroo, I've been busy with little arts and crafts projects. My favorite right now is the flag pole, which is currently being tested in the front yard. Tested? I took a 2 foot section of re bar, and hammered that into Mother Earth. I then put a 2 foot chunk of metal pipe over that, and hammered that into the ground (though not as far) over that went PVC pipe with the flag and the beacon light I'm using. The beacon light claims to be "Visible from 3 miles away" but I'm sure they mean "Absolute darkness". This thing is going to be a beacon so that our camp can be found from great distance, as it's going to be a tent city up in Tennessee, or so I am told.
There's a "knitting" club I attend on Sundays most weeks. Got cancelled this week, last week was very weird. It's not like there was a lot of fallout from last week or that any fingers were bitten. This is just a timeline entry, doesn't mean much to the rest of the world. A reminder of recent actions that might fade from memory, like visits to Academy that blend together, or big maps of small towns with bad lighting and overly large cave structures.
Worked on a deck some more with Uncle James.
Small things. |12:33 AM| Here's the thing about blogging right now, there's not so much new material that I really want to express for the whole world to read. That is, it's minutiae, time line entries really. The sort of thing I usually glance over on other people's blogs.
God this layout is pretty ugly. I keep playing around meaning to fix it but then I get distracted and never upload the new pages.
This past Friday was the Naked Empire logo party. I had futzed around with some ideas but most of them looked like hell, so I skipped out on bringing them. Played some pool volleyball, got a woman's number.
As far as current activities go, I'm prepping for the trip to Bonnaroo. I'm looking for a job for extra cash, and I got a couple calls from recruiters giving me insulting offers.
Saturday night Erin(Maybe326) A. showed up into town. A nice lady.
My mouth hurts. A lot. As of Thursday I hadn't slept properly in a week. I mention this to you, the public, now that it's not an issue anymore. My left tooth of issue quit hurting the other day, which is welcome, but speaks of much, much worse issues.
Anyhow, speaking of bonnaroo, I've been busy with little arts and crafts projects. My favorite right now is the flag pole, which is currently being tested in the front yard. Tested? I took a 2 foot section of re bar, and hammered that into Mother Earth. I then put a 2 foot chunk of metal pipe over that, and hammered that into the ground (though not as far) over that went PVC pipe with the flag and the beacon light I'm using. The beacon light claims to be "Visible from 3 miles away" but I'm sure they mean "Absolute darkness". This thing is going to be a beacon so that our camp can be found from great distance, as it's going to be a tent city up in Tennessee, or so I am told.
There's a "knitting" club I attend on Sundays most weeks. Got cancelled this week, last week was very weird. It's not like there was a lot of fallout from last week or that any fingers were bitten. This is just a timeline entry, doesn't mean much to the rest of the world. A reminder of recent actions that might fade from memory, like visits to Academy that blend together, or big maps of small towns with bad lighting and overly large cave structures.
Worked on a deck some more with Uncle James.
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