happy birthday mom!

amy is always right. always.

instructions:

watch this,
the mountain

but mute it and listen to this:
like spinning plates

dedicated to pm, who reminds me regularly that i am stardust.

being forever/in the pre-trembling of a house that falls.

last night beth and i attended a poetry reading.

this was my favorite:

Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight, by Galway Kinnell

souvenir

i'm wearing the socks i wore at Actun Tunuchil Muknal.

i like that my best souvenir from our trip to belize is a dirty pair of socks.

the revolution will not be live-blogged.

started the day with a wedding, a family, a lovely girl in a lovely dress.

continued the day with yoga, yerba mate and a new bombilla.

ended the day with desert plans.

yes, i took this quiz.

and yes, the results are correct.


Omar Little... As one of Baltimore's most notorious stick-up artists, Omar Little brings another element to the game: the hunt. With his long duster, battle armor and the sweep of his shotgun, he adds an additional element of risk for Baltimore's dealers. Uncomfortable with profanity and careful to rob only dealers and others in the game who can have no complaint to police, Omar shows particular pride when taking off the stronger organizations.

remember this.

i am so happy.

swans

my!

beautiful (mostly bird) fotos from around the state of utah.

brother.

happy birthday jason!

we all have our pet ideas:

zim: second law of thermodynamics
dickie: string theory
andrea: occam's razor

i love working at the museum!!

we are all nerds.

a short joke from the bus

as told by a couple of fourteen-year-old boys:

q: what's worse than finding a worm in your apple?

a: finding an apple in your worm.

ponder that.

Of the 1%, by the 1%, for the 1%

 wealth distribution and america's weird priorities:

article here

(thanks for the heads up, jordan)

featherful

white pelican
red-winged blackbird
yellow-headed blackbird
western meadowlark
mallard
canvasback
northern shoveler
american coot
great blue heron (with babies!)
pied-billed grebe
canada goose
nothern harrier
american avocet
black-necked stilt
bufflehead
killdeer
cinnamon teal
california gull
american robin
american kestrel

a hairy woodpecker and a turkey vulture at the garden,

and a mourning dove sits outside my window cooing.

such a great morning with the birds.

the eyes

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes, in seeing the universe with the eyes of another, of hundreds of others, in seeing the hundreds of universes that each of them sees.

Marcel Proust
Remembrance of Things Past

sleepstate

i've been working on the old laptop the whole afternoon (hence the blog overactivity).

zim is here by my side, sleeping.

he twitches and growls in his dreams.

facebook miracles.

now i know.

and now it all makes perfect sense.

sugar and salt. salt and sugar.



enjoy!

imperfect.

i only played one april fool's prank this year.

bon hiver.

i love this kind of crap.

http://www.sembeo.com/media/Matrix.swf

today in nirvana

warm homemade granola and greek yogurt.

The Tallest Man On Earth - Where Do My Bluebird Fly (Live on KEXP)