Listening

During the day I use my hearing
to navigate and inform.
Some of what I hear brings me
pleasure, some becomes a memory
and some is immediately forgotten.
What happens to what I hear
when I am a sleep? So just like I
have a set of awake sounds is
there a whole other set of
sleep sounds stored away?

Post card from Rick and Michelle in Japan

Weird juju at work today. Better slaughter a chicken.

Critter

One of the things that scamper around through
the walls of my apartment has created a hole
in the wall of my bedroom. I haven't seen the animal yet so I am
not sure what it is. I called and reported it to the landlady
and she said she would come and take a look but
she hasn't shown up yet. However that's
not my problem because to quote the great Mitch Hedburg
"I am a renter, I ain't fixing shit!"

Adding casein in a blender.

Speed nob set to about one third
so a whirlpool is formed
start to add the casein and
at the same time slowly increase the speed
otherwise the increased viscosity
will collapse the whirlpool
sending the casein to clump on the
sides at the top of the blender.

My mind is of my body, my body is meant to be in motion.

I want to stop being self deprecating.

This weekend I was invited into the lives of loved ones to share and to bear witness in struggles that I see as the definition of what it is to be human and truly alive.

50 fucking 5 and I just wrote someone in prison for the first time in my life, go figure.

This morning I listened to a RadioLab piece on Alan Turing. A story that showed both startling human brilliance and abysmal human cruelty.

http://www.radiolab.org/blogs/radiolab-blog/2012/mar/19/turing-problem/

I was counting my breaths...1...2...3 and I realized I could be just as well counting down if I knew where that number started. What surprised me was the sense of pleasure at that thought. Counting up from one mystery and counting down to another.

Gots a 2nd hand vacation buzz from dropping travelers off at the airport on their way to Japan.

I have to make sure that I have a 10 second delay on my mouth today as I am chock full of piss and vinegar.

The first day of spring and my god it is full of stars.

Cananda...crap

Bang brothers...crap.

What lions might think - If you make them run some before eating they taste a little salty.

For me change comes as I accept myself for who I am.

Lucky man sitting in the sun late winter.

Michelle with a pole saw and Rick a rake de-cluttering a little section of Flanagan pond.

If software development is similar to making sausage then yesterday was the day we were adding the pig anuses.