words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Monday, September 30, 2002
I used the most fantastic bike stand/locking mechanism I've ever seen before. I rode my bike down to Union Station (old train station converted into a tacky tourist mall here in downtown St Louis [don't get me wrong, it's still a beautiful building and I'm so glad they renovated it, but I wish the mall were more a viable shopping opportunity]) hoping the photo shop was still open. I am trying to get a few pictures developed for my boyfriend's birthday before he returns from Europe on Wednesday. The bike stand had a spot to put your bike and a metal contraption to enclose it as if it were metal teeth--picture a hunter's trap with metal teeth on it to catch a fox. There were only three teeth though, and they went between your spokes. The middle tooth had a bar that inserted into a metal cage where you could put your lock on the other side and lock the bike. It even had easy to follow directions for those of us who have never used it before. Totally cool! I didnt' even have to pull out my chain. Unfortunately, the photo shop no longer exists and now I have to drive to Clayton tomorrow morning and hope I can get the pictures developed. Yes, I should have done this earlier, but believe me, with the CO stuff I talked about below, I've had a bit on my mind. The trip wasn't a total waste because of those cool bike locks. They were made in Danville, CA, too, which is a tiny bay area town where my best friend Richard's parents live. crazy world.
I'm so proud of myself! I figured out last night how to put a few links on the side. Now you can go see some of my pictures at a free Yahoo site. It's not a direct link because I haven't figured that out yet, but it will get you there. I still have yet to figure out how to link within this post. There's even a button for it on this screen, but it doesn't do much. Maybe the program can't distinguish between regular typing and HTML code. what do I know?
5:24 PM
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