The Dream About People I’ve Not Thought of in Years High School Reunion

Monday, 28 February 2005

I had a dream last night about all the peo­ple I was merely ac­quainted with in high school or the friends I’ve not talked to since high school last night. It is pretty ob­vi­ous what trig­gered this, I went through a bunch of my pic­tures yes­ter­day and put a few up for me to look at. So I saw all of their mugs whilst milling through.
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Chili TVP

I helped my friend Lauren move to Tremont on Saturday and then fixed a batch of chili for every­one to eat af­ter­ward. It turned out pretty good, and though I was a bit leery of us­ing some­thing as strange as TVP, it didn’t roil me gut like tofu tends to do. Actually it was pretty good. Even bet­ter re­heated the next day.
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Friday, 25 February 2005

Now that I’ve opened my eyes and started look­ing around, I’m re­ally amazed at how much there is to be in­volved in around the Greater Cleveland area. It makes it hard to choose. I’ve gone to a cou­ple blog­ger mee­tups and they have been quite eye-open­ing in re­gard to eco­nomic de­vel­op­ment in this area. While I’m still too wet be­hind the ears in re­gard to civic ac­tion and pol­i­tics, their fer­vor is in­fec­tive.
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Haiku/​Poetry Contest Planning

Thursday, 24 February 2005

The 4th Annual Organic Mechanic Haiku con­test is ap­proach­ing. I’m try­ing to de­cide whether or not I should keep it strictly haiku, change it to a dirty lim­er­ick con­test, or make it a po­etry con­test proper. What would you like?
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From A to Z: Some Family Ties

Wednesday, 23 February 2005

Any brother can dream. Ego fra­ter­nity grates his id.
“Just kid­ding!”, laughed my niece, open­ing presents.
Quietly read­ing, sis­ter turned up very well. Xeroxed years zip.


Monday, 21 February 2005

On the way in to work this morn­ing I re­al­ized that the phrase “your name is ‘mud’” ap­plies to me in a a quite real sense. My name is mud. I love puns. But that’s not im­por­tant right now. Entropy. It has been on my mind lately. So many things are on the old nog­gin and lit­tle bits ap­pear in my other ram­blings un­til I re­al­ize there is a filet mignon cut up into all the ham salad of my other posts. Or at least a sir­loin.
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Doctor Roulette

People make a big deal about want­ing to pick their doc­tor as a part of their health plan. I guess so they can get the per­son they want who will provide the care they want. Ostensibly. I’ve not been to a den­tist in at least five years [since be­fore I got my braces], and it has been at least three since I went to an eye doc­tor. So in that time I’ve moved to Cleveland. And I don’t know jack­shit about any docs around here.
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