this is kind of ‘amusing’ in its own sick little way (the ‘back and forth’ between myself and
i’m not even sure where it came from… but an interesting piece of ‘lj life’ regardless.
i’m off to hang out with
Monthly Archive for May, 2003
so many lives. so many faces. places unseen. in memory. life is good. the hard times come and go. ebb and flow. a metaphor for living. the polygraph of life.
i am a ‘moment’ collector. prospector. fit snuggly in the palm of my hand. they glow. you can see it. it’s in the eyes. the glint. the gleam. in the face of a dying parent. the reassurance of a good life. of moments well spent. a tear shed. to cotton. tail rabbit. hole. how deep it goes. you can see it in the eyes of a child. hood memory. a snapshot. a past. to love.
aparently, my brother left the cable to my digital camera in Taiwan… so he’s having it mailed back here. soooo… that means no pictures of things for a bit (don’t feel like trying to shoot shameless self portrait things with my 35mm).
i just took some pictures of my doggy though… so soon.. EVERYONE can see what a cute little fucker he is!!
right now… there are a lot of people dreaming.
may they bring you a moment of peace. and a smile to your face when you wake.
goodnight.
my brother just got back from Taiwan. it’s nice to have him home again. he brought some neat things back with him. he also brought back some smaller guage plugs for his/my ears. i THINK i just went up two sizes?! haha.. i don’t even know. he had a taper and he had two plugs that i really liked. i took a warm shower… massaged my ears for a bit and went to town with the taper. i got it about halfway through before it started to hurt. i’ve always been good with pain though. i pushed it slowly through, massaging the pain with my mind/body. for me, i can slowly turn it from pain into a warm ‘blanket’ that wraps my body. so it wasn’t bad. i got them both through. but i think the taper was actually THREE sizes larger than what i had.. so i stretched it three sizes larger.. than stuck in plugs that were two sizes larger. either way… i like them.
but yeah. s’good to have my brother back. i think he’s really going to miss Taiwan though. and i’ll feel bad.
p.s. back with him… came my digital camera (that i let him borrow).. so be expecting some shamefully obvious narcissism in the next few days. it’s been a while since i’ve seen what i look like in front of the lens (which SOUNDS strange).. but looking in the mirror, i often wonder if it’s really ‘me’ that i’m looking at. if i can capture a ‘moment in time’ on film or some other medium, i tend to believe it more.
it’s like when you ask a parent how old they feel. and they tell you that they feel like they’re still 18yrs old. but when they look at photographs of ‘then’ and ‘now’… it’s obvious that things have changed.
i’ve got longer hair now. no eyebrow piercing. larger ear plugs. facial hair. i’m changing. getting older. sometimes i feel it. other times i’m not so sure i believe it.
i wish *you had been there.
i took Bailey (my dog) to the beach this afternoon. we played ‘fetch’ for a while. throwing his tennis ball out into the water so he could jump/swim out and get it. i sat on a picnic table and poured fresh water into my hand from a water bottle so he wouldn’t be drinking ONLY salt water (hehe). i lay in the grass on the top of a hill, overlooking the Bay, watching the clouds float by in the liquid blue sky. Bailey slept next to me in the grass. rolling over his tennis ball every so often, making little grunting noises. i saw a large group of mating horseshoe crabs on the shore. Bailey sniffed a few, lost interest and tossed his tennis ball back in the water for me to go get and throw.
he (Bailey) hasn’t been my dog for very long. he was my sisters dog. i took care of him all of the time when she was working or in St. Pete with her boyfriend (which was 4 days out of the week). she’s now in Basic Training (Air Force).. she gave Bailey to me. her job isn’t going to allow her to settle down with a dog (she’s going to be crew on a ’spy plane’… AWAC)
since i can’t find anyone to have children with me (yet)… Bailey will be my child. and i hope that i’m a good doggie daddy.
*anyone
home
my most favorite home. 45acres of land. horses. character. it was beautiful, even in its ‘ghetto’ glory.
