Tuesday Mar 23, 2004

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[Burns] Never forget Homer . . . there's no muscle stronger . . . than the human heart.

[Homer] What about the wiener? A guy on tv lifted a can of paint with his.

[Burns] Yeessss.
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velocity:
Well, I'm in the middle of the long process of moving to the other side of the world. I take it as the dream just telling me I'm on track.
london:
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Monday Mar 22, 2004

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"Parents should never try to teach us life; for they only teach us their life" (Rilke). It is up to each of us to discover our own life.
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signalnoise:
i think the last thing i need to tell my wife is that my "internet friends" think she is wrong. that's like just asking for an ass whooping wink

nice quotation today - but then it raises the next question: apparently the job of a parent is to help you discover life, but how is that done? it sounds really hard....
tryst:
I have received much wisdom from my parents; however, my life looks nothing like theirs and has taken a very different direction. It's how you use the wisdom that matters, and the ability to seperate actual wisdom from personal opinion.

Saturday Mar 20, 2004

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"Je poursuis un reve, je veux l'impossible . . . " (Monet).

What dream do you pursue, what impossibility do you desire?
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lulasunday:
that seems to be the question on everyone's lips...

goldenturtle:
To dream the impossible dream : for work of all sorts to be finished, for nothing but blissful, mind-numbing sloth. At least for an hour, maybe...

Friday Mar 19, 2004

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Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking: "Dear, dear! How queer everything is today! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think...
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evil:
yes indeed, very queer..... wink

have a great weekend!! kiss
signalnoise:
hey there --

i actually totally see your point about saying the "fat subject" or the "obese body" is somehow ideally democratic (i.e., b/c overindulgence raises questions about democratic maturity, rationality). i found myself in a bit of a corner at first -- but i think your point (and my conclusion) of "does it matter?" is right on. we associate all kinds of moral/personal judgments w/body size. i think that that's pretty much just wrong - appearance is a weird mix of personal choice, environment & genetics. it's way off to assume that one "body type" is "democratic." so really, my paper ends up as a critique of that whole notion.

like the alice quotation too. it's really an interesting question - and politically relevant (especially when dealing w/issues of legal adulthood). but honestly, i'm not sure what the answer is. smile

Thursday Mar 18, 2004

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"For this is the truth about our soul . . . our self, who fish-like inhabits deep seas and plies among obscurities threading her way between the boles of giant weeds, over sun-flickered spaces and on and on into gloom, cold, deep, inscrutable; suddenly she shoots to the surface and sports on the wind-wrinckled waves; that is, has a positive need to brush, scrape, kindle...
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evil:
sure you can make it to the BBQ!!! you can catch a plane, a train, hitch hike, grey hound it..... wink

what? biggrin
tryst:
I definitely agree with Woolf. Socializing as sport can easily make a person feel informed as well as understood; and moments of true understanding are easy to come by when the topic doesn't stray too far from the surface -- laughing at the same thing. Still, we are all alone, and true understanding of character, intention, passion, and fear is seldom understood and often approached by a "friend" with off-center empathy -- misunderstood feelings regarded as mutual. Whatever work. I left a post to your wed entry as well.

Wednesday Mar 17, 2004

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Well, it's the second most festive holiday around, and in honor of all things Irish, I found a couple of limericks to celebrate with:

There was an old lady from Leeds
Who swallowed a packet of seeds.
In less than an hour
Her tits were in flower
And her arse was convered in weeds.

There was a man from Kent
Whose knob was rather bent;...
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velocity:
It's the SG National Honor Society, where the elite go to bask in each other's glory. If you follow the link, it'll take you to our page and give you instructions on how to apply. You'd have to write an eloquent essay to gain admittance, but somehow I don't think that would be a problem for you. wink
tryst:
I love limericks. When I was 9, I found a book of dirty limericks on my father's bookshelf, and I used to sneak in and read them when he wasn't around. I also found the key to his porn drawer 2 years later, which was a joyous occasion and an entirely different story. Cheers. smile

Tuesday Mar 16, 2004

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Do you ever have days when you just need a little Dr. Seuss?

I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
that Bang-ups
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in the Lurch.

You'll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances...
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evil:
*YAY* Dr. Suess!!! And NOT the movie re-makes of the great books!!! Yes, I have some Dr. Suess books at home actually!!! smile
velocity:
I still have the original copy of Yertl the Turtle that my dad stole out of the library with which to teach me to read. I'd bet he's got one hell of a late charge.

Monday Mar 15, 2004

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Between the clarity of life and the simplicity of death, dreams, anxieties, ecstasies, all the semi-impossible values and transcendental or irrational solutions into the equation of knowledge, all these form curious stages, variations, phases that it is beyond words to describe -- for there are no names for those things amongst which one is completely alone (Paul Valery).

But it is the artist's task to...
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evil:
jeezus h. christ!!! eeek where the hell do you come up with this shit??? confused
aelisha:
blush

Friday Mar 12, 2004

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"The world may . . . be lost to the poet but it is not lost to the imagination . . . The world is lost to him [or her] because, for one thing, the great poems of heaven and hell have been written and the great poem of the earth remains to be written" (Wallace Stevens).

Let's make our poetry the poetry of the...
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snaggle_puss:
You have to take the quiz!! *whines* That was not one of the options! Click the link and see which swear word you are. I don't want to know that you are a smelly pervert! wink

Click here to take the quiz!
neko:
i just had a blood orange for the first time ever last weekend. it was kinda creepy, considering i've never sseen one. miao!!

Wednesday Mar 10, 2004

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"We can say of the nomads [that] they do not move. They are nomads by dint of not moving, not migrating, of holding a smooth space that they refuse to leave, that they leave only in order to conquer and die. Voyage in place: that is the name of all intensities . . . To think is to voyage" (Deleuze and Guattari).

Everyone who pushes...
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shiva8:
thanks for not thinking I'm hokey... that makes one of us.

i like your entry. that is something i've never considered... one thing among many. i guess by your definition i am a nomad and i think i have been my whole life. hmmm go figure? i actually learned something today
india:
smile kiss
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