No Talking Tuesday Year End Wrap Up End of Year Two
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December 23, 2009
I finished my second year of no talking a few weeks back. And thought to summarize my impressions as I did the previous year….
I finished my second year of no talking a few weeks back. And thought to summarize my impressions as I did the previous year….
My plane finally lands
into her arms again.
The confusion of dodged kisses
and limp caresses, are passed with little notice….
Greetings From Greece! I’ve arrived in Oia, a small cliff-side town on the island of Santorini in Greece. I’m staying at a bookstore owned by friends of friends, and in exchange for my boarding and food stipend, I help run the store with a few others who come and go between travels….
As usual the tracks of music that got stuck in my head in the last six months, in order.
This sticky list is a bit more lyrically focused than usual.
* Click image to download a .rar of the compilation:…
This Tuesday found me doing two equally unlikely things.The first was participating in a snowball fight in Oakland,and the second was watching a screening of a film that I’ve been working on for the last two years called Tales of the Maya Skies.
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These are the tracks of music that got stuck in my head in the course of the last six months. (In order)…
The last couple weeks I’ve been working until the early morning hours. What little free time I’ve had I’ve used to get myself into romantic drama, the less I speak of the better. My point is that these two things combined have given my recent staccato thoughts a shade of melancholy and anxiousness….
At work my brain tends to wander then fixate in a weird meditative loop on certain things. I suspect they are things that have elusive psychological currents running beneath that my mind works to untangle. …
I recently spent two weeks in Berlin. I went through some big changes while there, which made the trip significant for me. …
Iwent to my cousins wedding in Montana. Which sounds ordinary enough until you factor in thirty prissy Persian doctors trying to walk over cow pies in Armani suites and chiffon dresses and stiletto heals. Next to the brides family in mud-caked work boots and denim. The two groups got along well enough though, and I could barely take my eyes off the expansive skies and beautiful vistas of Glacier National Park. …