It is finally nice enough outside to escape the bonds of home. It being my flex day yesterday — and also in the mid-twenty-cees — I think it would be a fair calculation to say that I spent more of my waking hours yesterday outside than in. Lovely. Claire and I enjoyed the backyard for about an hour and a half after breakfast, she continuing the effort of breaking in her swing set while I made sure that every plant in the backyard was sufficiently soaked. The little girl was absolutely fascinated by (a) the water, trying to help out whenever she could, (b) the flowers, which I’ve finally convinced her not to paw and pluck, and (c) the spiders, who require her protection as [...]
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funkypig: Hey. I’ve missed you. 8r4d: You jest. funkypig: No. Really. It’s been quiet down here without you. I enjoyed it for a while. I enjoyed the solitude. But now I’m just bored. Nothing to do but watch from behind the glass. You should try it sometime — you just might gain a bit more respect for my situation. 8r4d: Yeah? Go on. funkypig: That’s all. Just bored. 8r4d: Uh huh. funkypig: Well… there is… ah, but, I suppose that’s the price of it, right? You give a whole piece of yourself over to the next and then… then it just goes on. And on. And on some more. Somehow you forget the reason for it all. 8r4d: I’ve been making an effort. funkypig: Weakly. [...]
The difficulty of abstract thought is the feed of it. It becomes an addiction, I suppose, and grounding oneself while in the free fall of work and manic self-improvement is more akin to hitting the ground after the chute doesn’t open, than a gleeful slide down a snowcapped mountain. You’ve been there, right? Caffeinated to near-fatal levels, toe-stepping to the ring of the phone, left, right, up down, and sitting down only to type or blur whilst losing oneself in the complexity of good ideas fed into a machine that can actually produce tangible, concrete results spun from the energy of mere discussion and the unquenchable desire of such. Sounds whir, and dreams are flooded with philosophical illusions that leave one questioning the very existence, [...]
IMPORTED FROM OUR TRAVEL BLOG: Brad, Karin (and Ryan) Do Europe ‘06 We’re home. And if you manage to find a 6 AM date-stamp on this post, let me explain that I have actually been up for and hour and a half already. Jet lag will do that to you. We arrived home safely, to a secure house, a happy puppy, and an evening of a 1300 photo slide show for my parents and some dozing in front of the (ENGLISH!) television whilst we struggled to stay awake. Again, Karin arrived at her destination sans suitcase, due to arrive sometime this morning via courier from the airport. Home… and signing off. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
IMPORTED FROM OUR TRAVEL BLOG: Brad, Karin (and Ryan) Do Europe ‘06 Oh….. my…. yikes! We’ve been quiet for a few days due to lack of Internet — and also the fact we’ve been gogogogogogoooooooing steady. We left Berlin on Friday, driving. Karin navigated us onto the Autobahn, and after 6 hours in heavy traffic at about 140 – 160 km/h my knuckles are now permanetly white. Koln was rainy. We visited the cathedral that evening and wandered the town a bit. We ended up “crashing” a bit of a party at a restaurant when (out of other seats) the watier put us at a table with a big german family(?) havign some kind of dinner. Can anyone say awkward? We found ourselves in Amsterdam [...]
