This and other lovely photos of Tahoe are now up on the images page. Also some photos of crazy people messing up the scenery. And so my snow desire is satisfied for the winter.
Archive for February, 2004
I was in the process of purging my laptop the other night of old memories, and I found, among other things, a bunch of hockey photos that I never posted of CMU playing Allegheny, a Flash movie that Droo made for me one morning at 4 a.m. and turned in as a homework assignment, and [...]
We walked to the bubble tea cafe on an oddly crowded evening in downtown Mountain View. “I think people have just been led to believe that being sad is a prerequisite to being an artist,” A said. “I’m not saying there isn’t a stereotype,” I answered, striding briskly beside him. “I’m just saying that to [...]
Photos from my February 15 shoot with dmk26 are now up on the images page. Dmk26 has a much larger collection at his site, if you are really trying to avoid work and want to see more. He has a great eye; I simply wish I could have been a little less tragic that day. [...]
I’m standing on a bridge
I’m waiting in the dark
I thought that you’d be here by now
There’s nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I’m listening but there’s no sound
I’m looking for a place
Searching for a face
Is anybody here I know?
‘Cause nothing’s going right
And everything’s a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn’t anyone trying [...]
J-man sent me this photo he took several weeks ago after my women’s league game at Ice Oasis. We’re in the “lounge” overlooking the rink. I posted it because people said the blog was getting too sad and needed some smiles. I have none to give at the moment, but at least I can dig [...]
Goodbye Superstar. And so he requests that the story end now, he is done reading, without so much an acknowledgement that it was a good book, or that he liked it at all. I guess it’s one of those stories you don’t recommend to others or read for pleasure on lonely winter nights. It’s the [...]
It kills me to write it like I did, but I don’t know what else to do. In desperation, in my everyday perception of the world through the blurry outline of a rim of tears, I wanted a response, any answer, knowing full well it would not be what I wanted to hear.
Happy Friday the 13th. I signed my title documents today, closing on the 19th of this month. Home ownership found me reading a copy of Martha Stewart’s Living in the title company lobby. How very sad. Still no date for Valentine’s, although one person did send me an e-card with a picture of some pretty [...]
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