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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

  • Round Two....

     

    Alright!   So it is officially the next picture in my little game: name that pic!

     

    Any guesses as to what this is??  No One guessed the last one....and thus no prize....so here is round two!!

     

     

    Picture 712

     

Friday, February 15, 2008

  • Gather Ye rosebuds while ye may...

    11 years ago.....

     i was sitting in front of my computer screen, talking to friends, my stomach tied into knots, swimming with butterflies.....all that stuff...because I was about to meet THE guy.....the one I had been waiting for my whole life....I can still remember so many small details from that night., the way the light fell on his hair, the nervous gum smacking, the glow from my CD  player, the way he smelled, the cold walk to his car in the darkness....the feeling of his hand in mine for the first time....

    stereoglow cd1 radio

     

     

    Now, today, we are married, and have finally after all the years of long-distance made it to the same town, at the same time and are living out the dreams we once talked about  long ago on that twin mattress in my dorm as we lay listening to Counting Crows, Bush, Bethoveen....

     

     

     

    His hand in mine still gives me tingles.

     

     

     

     

Thursday, February 07, 2008

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About Me

  • I can sing Puccini like a goddess, quote "Spaceballs" and "The Big Lebowski", articulate on abstract theology, read your cards, and tell you about black holes and Hawking's musings, and write pretentious free form poetry (like everyone else you know). But I cannot tell a joke to save my life. I believe I am a tangent queen....those of you who don't know what that means, be glad.

Pulse

  • If honesty is the best policy, then why do we lie to keep people from getting hurt? I think the policy makers are as in the dark as we are.
  • How can something I have read to excess still make me feel that firstexplosion of truth and understanding?