Is this where you thought you would be? When you were in 6th grade did you think your life would look like this?
I don't know. I've been thinking about that a lot as of late; is this where I thought I would be in life? In an odd sense, I never really thought I would be anywhere per se. It's not that I lack or have lacked ambition, or a sense of direction; I just don't so much feel there is a destination. I think one of the most startling things that could happen to me is to feel as if "I have arrived" so to say. I'm much more the journeying type. What about you? I'd be interested to hear your thoughts about this existence thus far. Feel free to email me too if the comments section is too confining for such inspirational introspection.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Your attention please for the following
As I sat before the newly admitted to the prison discussing the finer points of custodial law and how to continue to be a parent from behind bars the following announcement was made (one that admittedly I've been waiting a long time to hear)
"Your attention please for the following announcement:
Western civilization is cancelled. I repeat; western civilization is cancelled."
Finally.
"Your attention please for the following announcement:
Western civilization is cancelled. I repeat; western civilization is cancelled."
Finally.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
De-excursified
We're back from the throes of vacation. Which most of you already know. It was an amazing trip. We moseyed about Las Vegas, Sedona, the Grand Canyon, Arches, Zion, Moab.
Many insights were gained, which at some point I'll expound upon. I think the most notable thing is that E is a badass. She was able to trek a dozen miles across the desert canyon floor. Scramble up steep rocks in search of petroglyphs. Tolerate my antics for two weeks straight, pretty impressive.
Many insights were gained, which at some point I'll expound upon. I think the most notable thing is that E is a badass. She was able to trek a dozen miles across the desert canyon floor. Scramble up steep rocks in search of petroglyphs. Tolerate my antics for two weeks straight, pretty impressive.
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