naked people are everywhere

Yesterday's brief summery preview was a good break in this gloomy late spring business -- though I can't complain about those light warm showers we've been getting. Earth gets thirsty, too, afterall.

Tonight is pub night. This fact secures my ecstasy.

music: Thermal Dyspepsia Rotational Swing, Let's Conjugate!

come on li'l fella you liketa jump rope, doncha?

thank you, Dane. my life is complete.

bob get my shotgun

*sigh*... won't be our "yard" for too much longer...

lost little goldfish

Not posting makes me sad. Sorry.

I just got back from driving Hava down to Seattle, where we met her sister & dad at Harborview where he's having surgery tomorrow. She's staying down south, and I'll be up here working & schooling until saturday night, then another drive down, and, joy of joys, pubcrawling. Tomorrow's her 21st. Aieee! What a world, what a world. (how 'bout a little fire, scarecrow?)

Last wednesday, Jared took H & I sailing (tried to get ahold of B, unsuccessfully). I want a boat so freakin' bad! Also property on Lake Whatcom; something about the surrounding trees. They're a more vibrant green than other places. Maybe something in the local plumbing? (ew.)

Anyway, so what's up for the next few days? Gosh, I don't know. Studying for finals. Reading. Kurosawa. Questionable anime. Maybe a vision quest? We shall see.



music: last.fm. sign up now! do it!

history's great ideas: #64783

if one day i own or operate a homeless shelter or something similar aiding the economically disinclined into housing, i may have trouble coming up with a name but i will beyond a shadow of a doubt use the slogan:

"serving the poor... homestyle."

music: My Bloody Valentine, Loveless

the doctrine of the badass

This is the greatest thing I've ever seen. God bless the internets. I am floating down a bubbling stream of unutterable happiness. Explore!

Also this makes me happy.

"Le père de mon père est mon grand-père."

What an incredibly compressed weekend. I'm just now getting over the effects of the time dilation that apparently results from being so "productive" in so short a time. Saturday morning I worked 9am-1, then H & I drove down to Tacoma to meet Braden and welcome Anna home, have drinks with H's mom & dinner with my mom and eventually, escapades with Hava's radiator. B & I built a fire in the backyard pit while the girls handled that situation masterfully. After the 8-hour dead sleep it was breakfast again with mom, pestering Jerry at work and a literally awe-some phone-call from MH, informing me of the details of the birth of his son. So weird, and so spectacular.

French midterm today, it was awesome. Question: I've been practicing at work by repeating "the brother of my father is my uncle, the mother of my mother is my grand-mother..." and it's driving me batshit crazy how familiar it feels. Was there an anime or something where a character repeated that? Somebody help, please.

music: Paco De Lucia, Al Di Meola, John McLaughlin, The Guitar Trio

Henry Michael Patrick Hrádek

b. 1124h 06 May, 2006.

1,000,000,000 congratulations to the lucky parents! Cutest baby... EVER! Welcome to Earth, little dude.

music: Bob Marley, Rock it Baby

the next Eisenstaedt

Oh yeah, and Tuesday we (4) took a field trip to one of the beaches you can see from our living room window. While there I took the following picture, which I like to call "Good Morning."



music: 50 Foot Wave, "Clara Bow"

Marxadoodle

Hava's father visited a couple days ago, drove up from Seattle and kindly bought us lunch and had us escort him around the town. We took him to the area's best used-book store in the world, ever, Henderson's, followed by Mallard's for some ice cream and then, fulfilling an ancient prophecy, Stampadoodle. In the year and a half we've lived here I don't think I've once been able to drive past it without breaking into laughing fits. Stampadoodle!! Hehehehe. Anyway while we were inside Hava's Da gave me the gift of one of the most valued memories I'll take away from here: a funny little man surrounded by thousands of stamps and craft supplies asking the conservatively dressed (pink polo-shirt type) shopowner if he has a stamp of a hammer & sickle. Glorious!!

More later, must tend to buttermilk'd corn bread.

music: Life of Brian in bkgd

"reality has a well-known liberal bias"

Holy doodle. Massive cojones... the way you'd think of gods as big. WATCH.