December 3, 2007

We are GIKKU.

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November 25, 2007

CNN validates “party” as BOTH verb and noun.

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For years, I’ve really been into the verb form of “to party.”

And now, major news organizations have finally woken up to the potential of this amazing word:

Partiers’ fire may have sparked Malibu blaze

A campfire set by people “partying” in the woods may have started a huge wildfire that destroyed dozens of homes near Malibu, California, on Saturday. The fire, fueled by dry Santa Ana winds and low humidity, forced thousands of people to evacuate

Someday, it won’t have quotations around it.

Because I’m all about partying, not “partying.”

November 22, 2007

Saluting Thanksgiving on Land and Sea.

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We also learned a new BABY IS COMING.


My sister Anne and Richard. The baby’s father. My sister Laura, the future baby birther, is not pictured.

October 25, 2007

Re: Driving to Red Rock

John Keats. 1795–1821

625. Ode on a Grecian Urn

THOU still unravish’d bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape 5
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy? 10

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave 15
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal—yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! 20

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearièd,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love! 25
For ever warm and still to be enjoy’d,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy’d,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. 30

Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead’st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea-shore, 35
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul, to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e’er return. 40

O Attic shape! fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! 45
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.’

October 20, 2007


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October 15, 2007

TRIPLE THREAT! LOL* + Berries n’ Cream + The Great Outdoors = Technoviking Remix

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October 12, 2007

Don’t Mess With TechnoViking

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October 8, 2007

The heat of the moment.

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Somewhere on Chicago’s South Side, I joined my little sister at mile 20 during the Chicago Marathon. It was about 90 degrees. I intended to finish the marathon with her but I got too hot and tired. So I stopped.

She continued.

September 9, 2007

Good Evening, Oakland.

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This is a shout out to Gregory Crewdson.


All I need is a pregnant woman, a ray of light, and an overturned school bus.

September 1, 2007

Settin’ a spell on the banks of the Mighty Whippany River

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Driving back from work to my hotel in Morristown, NJ, I noticed a little park on the side of the road.  I stoppped out of curiosity, and behold: it was the Whippany River.

I walked along the path and found a family of ducks and a lone Canada Goose foraging for food in a lake that feeds the river, Speedwell Lake. 

At first the ducks and goose approached me, but when it was clear that I had no food for them, they quickly lost interest and resumed nibbling on pond scum.

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