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emma's tail while she's busy with a bone.
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December 29, 2005
December 23, 2005
6 million dollars or one referral from Aetna?
"Steve Austin, astronaut, a man barely alive. Gentlemen, we can rebuild him, we have the technology. We have the capability to make the worlds first Bionic man. Steve Austin will be that man. Better than he was before. Better. Stronger. Faster."
December 18, 2005
snoqualmie pass
spent a fabulous day at snoqualmie pass with my pallies. a bit of an akward end, but i'll be back soon.
December 17, 2005
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December 11, 2005
warning sign :: coldplay
... and i'm tired,
i should not have let you down ...
a warning sign,
i missed the good part then i realized,
i started looking and the bubble burst.
i started looking for excuses.
come on in,
i've gotta tell you what a state i'm in,
i've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,
that i started looking for a warning sign.
when the truth is,
i miss you.
yeah the truth is,
that i miss you so.
a warning sign,
it came back to haunt me and i realized,
that you were an island and i passed you by,
and you were an island to discover.
come on in,
i've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,
i've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,
that i started looking for a warning sign.
when the truth is,
i miss you.
yeah the truth is,
that i miss you so.
and i'm tired,
i should not have let you down.
so i crawl back into your open arms.
yes i crawl back into your open arms.
and i crawl back into your open arms.
yes I crawl back into your open arms....
dinner tonight
beef tenderloin (oregon country beef) with pan sauce
mashed potatoes (tipping my hat to heathcliff and running them through a sieve)
roasted carrots
02 mas de chimeres (coteaux du languedoc)
December 08, 2005
tree in fremont
December 07, 2005
two cities, one day
pallie from chicago saw ice on the river on wednesday morning.
i took the 7:05 boat in and saw a beautiful sunrise.
red sky at night, sailor's delight
red sky at morning, sailor's take warning
that proverb reminds me of my grandmother. and shakespeare.
the appleseed gang
congratulations on your new bambino brian!
December 06, 2005
the way you look tonight
... that laugh that wrinkles your nose ...
some day, when i'm awfully low,
when the world is cold,
i will feel a glow just thinking of you...
and the way you look tonight.
yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
and your cheeks so soft,
there is nothing for me but to love you,
and the way you look tonight.
with each word your tenderness grows,
tearing my fear apart...
and that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
it touches my foolish heart.
lovely ... never, ever change.
keep that breathless charm.
won't you please arrange it ?
'cause i love you ... just the way you look tonight.
just the way you look to-night.
December 05, 2005
1 babs, 2 pugs
December 04, 2005
the w world
random city snapshot with a caroler. odd.
never too late for coffee.
another random city snapshot.
babs and the bugs on 5th.
two pugs, one babs with the second greyhound.
thinking: does anything he says matter? will it matter tomorrow. answer: no.
the most expensive bone this pug ever chewed. and she is on the bed. yikes!
fabulous babs.
December 03, 2005
tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
you were right about the stars
each one is a setting sun
jesus, don't cry
you can rely on me, honey
you can combine anything you want
i'll be around
you were right about the stars
each one is a setting sun
tall buildings shake
voices escape singing sad sad songs
tuned to chords
strung down your cheeks
bitter melodies turning your orbit around
don't cry
you can rely on me honey
you can come by any time you want
i'll be around
you were right about the stars
each one is a setting sun
tall buildings shake
voices escape singing sad sad songs
tuned to chords
strung down your cheeks
bitter melodies turning your orbit around
voices whine
skyscrapers are scraping together
your voice is smoking
last cigarettes are all you can get
turning your orbit around
December 02, 2005
for all that ails you
December 01, 2005
leonard cohen
...let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone...
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
show me slowly what I only know the limits of
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
we're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the children who are asking to be born
dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
dance me to the end of love
dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love
dance me to the end of love