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Sunday, August 26, 2007 - Candy Irony of the Year: 2007
Guofan has Chinese Hawthorn flavored candies (he's got several actually, some are cubes, some are flakes... all are delicious in the best of carcinogenic senses. The irony comes when you read the label of the "Happiness Brand" Haw Flakes, which advises us to "keep flakes away from sunshine." Heh heh heh... Monday, August 13, 2007 - The Move
We're done moving! Huzzah! Our new place is very nice, only four or five blocks from Langdon but far enough to not get drunk-buzzed every Halloween. There's a lot more room, we have a Real dining room table and the kitchen is great. We're still unpacking all the fricken boxes, and deciding what to give away and get rid of. Work's going well, Donald also moved and we had a housewarming barbeque last Friday. I brought Rodey's recipe of marinated zucchini and squash from the garden. The season has been good so far; we've had a very large and productive zucch that we bought as a seedling, (which just died, some little worms were living in all the stems) and our tomatoes, peas and beans have been very good. Our strawberries have been fighting the weeds all year (time to remulch), the potatoes got a little dry but they're still happy, and the sunflowers are about 8 feet high. I just put in another planting of peas last weekend, and it's time for more lettuce, kale and some cooler crops again. Plus, I'm going to rock the garlic. Where do I get bulbs...? Labels: garden Tuesday, July 31, 2007 - July: Cuetzala EWB
 July was an Engineers Without Borders trip to central Mexico. We got good work done, had amazing food and a great time. I'll write a little more about it later, but I wanted to put the link up first to a few of the pictures. Click on to get to the Picasa web gallery.  Saturday, June 30, 2007 - June
Really, what I remember about June is that we made it to the city pool pretty much every weekend. I finished a bunch of Mary's Sherlock Holmes stories and ran around calling everything "elementary" until mid-July. Wednesday, May 30, 2007 - May
May was the start of the eagle heights garden, got our first lettuce! Also, I think there were a few other posts hosted on my Dell computer which I turned into a Linux box (mythdora, for the bedroom) but had to reformat and lost. C'est la vie... Monday, April 30, 2007 - Samuel Johnson & James Bond
Saw the new[est] Bond 007 movie on Friday night. I really have nothing to add besides Mary's take on it: "This movie was a perfect example of what happens when you ignore the Aristotelian unities of time, space, and plot. I have no idea how to react to this." The movie was good, I think, but I have no idea what happened in those 2 1/2 hours. Thursday, April 26, 2007 - The further I get from school the more I see how it held me.
- Zen Nostalgia
How ironic. Every year for christmas I get a this Page-a-Day Zen calendar, where every new day has a few short sentences on enlightenment, or a nice idyllic poem or haiku. It's a tradition for my mom to get them for my dad and me since, well before I went away to college. It's also been a tradition for me to save the ones that really make an impact, taping them top to bottom to form immensely long paper rolls of quotes. It struck me today, after reading one of the quotes, how non-zen and materialistic this practice is. For the past couple of weeks I've been realizing just how tied to nostalgia, and specifically nostaligic things, I am. When Hannah came up to visit everyone came over and we played Hitler has Bad Gas, which, for lack of a better term, is a party game amounting to pictorial "Telephone." I'm sure that if I searched hard enough (and it probably wouldn't be too hard, knowing how specific I can be about storing things in their right places) I could find the scrolls from the last time she came to visit right after we first moved into the place. On the one hand, I really like the collection of thoughts. They're interesting and powerful, maybe even mildly sublime, compiled like that. But on the other hand, their collection and bottling seems silly at best and hypocritical at worst. Most of what they say and mean leads to a continued rediscovery, not a single discovery, tape it to the wall, and never think about it again because it's always there. If I really understood them, I wouldn't keep them all neatly organized, in sight but out of mind. I mostly throw them away now after their day is done, but I still keep a few. |
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