ENTRY # 38 Theres a pile of short works, begun interestingly enough, some interesting development in the middle, that floundered and fizzled. Erik, the formidable, gave me this advice. “Decide the end, then work up to it.” Makes unbelievable sense. They live happily ever after. The bad guy gets his comeuppance. (Hey! Can I do this in real life?) If the end is in sight, you, the omnipotent one of …
ENTRY # 34 There was professor at RIT named Erik Timmerman. No one – no one – was ambivalent about him. Either adored or despised, he was opinionated, and in your face. We had good conversations. I told him that he was formidable, he told me I intimidated him. (6 foot plus rotund giant that he was. Me, a chihuahua barking at a great Dane). He made it clear whether …
ENTRY # 33 “ping” has such nice mental overtones of tossing pebbles at windows, doesnt it? –Liz comments Liz, ell@mail.rit.edu, http://www.it.rit.edu/~ell/mamamusings/, , 24.93.24.53, 1057248520, 2004-05-16 20:41:17, 🙂 Hey, I didn’t know you were going to *quote* me! Elouise, ero@it.rit.edu, 24.24.41.238, 1057249094, 2004-05-16 20:41:17, Figured it was safe…but if you think it may offend any powers that be (good grief! Liz talks metaphor! So not credible, we must take away her …
ENTRY # 32 comments Cfivecats, fivecat@nc.rr.com, http://www.livejournal.com/users/fivecats, , 157.98.71.16, 1057244917, 2004-05-16 20:41:17, Great series of pictures.  Three pictures to say thats a well-loved kiddo and youre a well loved mom.  🙂  …
ENTRY # 30 404 File Not Found I ate your Web page. Forgive me. It was juicy And tart on my tongue. Translation: The URL you requested could not be found on this server. (Couldnt find it again if I tried. Happy that William Carlos Williams lives in the oddest places.)
ENTRY # 29 Its relative- how good you got it, how much in love you are, whether or not you want to embrace someone or spit on them. So one base line is – “I love my children.” That doesnt stop me from wanting to smack them on occassion, nor feeling the other extreme that seems beyond such a limited expression. The awe at the creation of their being alive …
ENTRY # 28 Following the previous post, Tona, called to make sure I was okay. (I am.) She’s good people. Knew it the moment I met her. Funny. To the point. And a straight shooter to boot. I’d count her among the id-keepers. She can ask me direct questions, and will call me on it when she thinks (rightly so), Im answering with the nice thing instead of the true …
ENTRY # 27 At the core are the things we dont even know we have – regrets, desires and fears that move us when the grown up isnt paying attention. Whose got the key to the id? One person, maybe two, maybe you…if circumstances are right, tumblers align, and the trust is great enough. (Not me. Who knows their Self?) But my idkeeper says, “Tell me…” And in a moment, …
ENTRY # 26 From the moment we entered Pennsylvania, on through Maryland and onto Virginia… FIREWORKS!*@#$! We’re in Virginia for the weekend. I got a carload of little testosterone units, and its legal! “Dad, you mind pulling over into one of those?” Dad does. Connor and Aidan hop out and immediately start grabbing rockets. 7 years old, and Aidan is already grabbing crackers bigger than his torso with the understanding …
ENTRY # 25 A long time ago, I interpreted “A Midsummer Nights Dream” with another sign language interpreter – male. We attended the show to begin our translations. “We must starve our eyes of loves food til morrow deep midnight” He blinked, “Damn, a guy could get laid with a line like that!” Okay, broken down to its most base level, but, yeah, a guy could. Words are powerful that …
