Thursday Feb 08, 2007

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I can't sleep. Like, ever. I'm tempted to think I have insomnia, but I do sleep, it's just at all the wrong times of the day. Like, I'll fall asleep at seven in the morning. Problematic when I have class at 9:30.

So, I've been at law school for a semester, and I'm finally starting to meet my classmates. This is a good thing. I'm not shy, or anti-social, but for some reason it always takes me about six months to adjust to a new environment to the point where I want to actually expend the energy to get to know the people around me. It's nice, though, because now I have people to buy drinks and kvetch about class with.

Also, I'm carpooling with the Grand-nephew of Alan Lomax and the great-grandson of John Lomax. This may not sound like much to you, but to a folk geek like myself it's like sharing my car with royalty. Alan and John Lomax between them helped launch the careers of Woody Guthrie, Leadbelly, Pete Seeger, Mississippi John Hurt, Muddy Waters, Sonny Terry and Brownie MacGee, and God knows how many other traditional musicians. Wicked cool.

Finally, for your reading pleasure, one of my favorite poems. Robert Frost's "Once by the Pacific":

SPOILERS! (Click to view)

The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last 'Put out the Light' was spoken.

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saraphine:
HA! That's amazing biggrin
dems:
Wait, you mean those Lomax boys are related? Boy.

Cripes. I wonder how many people even know who they are these days.

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