We've become quiet strangers

Funny, the rucus this damn thing caused.
I always thought it was nice to sing this to you.
At least I was trying to be nice...
For some reason unknown to me it bothered you.
It is a Palauan verse.
As in from Palau.
hopefully this will help it make more sense to you.
And no, I have no idea why I am telling you now.
If you would like more info you could always follow these links...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palau
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ngesang


Ak umibais ra mocha tutau a btuch a obengek.
(I wander close to the early morning, the stars accompany me.)

Ngorakiruu, ea buil a medideruurt el ngara tkul a Ngesang.
(And the full moon is scurrying, to and from, on the outskirts of Ngesang.)

A chelitaki ra irechar amelkio ra renguk.
(The songs of yesterdays are speaking to my soul.)

Ma ikel omeroled a mengitak ‘I ngara medak,
(And the paths we trod are singing in my eyes.)

A finite view of the infinite

Remnant n 63a

You know I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone

Dream: A fairy (yes the little winged kind like tinkerbell) who was apparently mine or attached to me somehow, got lodged in a spiders web and bit. I new I had to help. I took my finger and knocked/flicked it on the butt to get it out from under the web. To prevent it from dying, I sucked the venom out of its back left shoulder. It popped out like some kind of seed. The strange thing is its size just kept adjusting. one moment it is tiny, the next small and later maybe 12 inches. I believe I saved its life but I woke up before I knew for sure.

even my bones have begun to disappear

Even my bones, have begun to disappear

Riding the waves, until the stones of the shore

Illuminated

Neglect the sun, rising in the east

I don't want to be a Robot... with Metal Eyes and a Metal Heart

I am so glad the weekend is finaly here. I need the break. Been burning at both ends for too long. Maybe movies and beer. Maybe a nice bike ride, yoga, tai chi and chi gung. Just feel like I need to breath. Find some space. A quiet open place. perhaps with some chill in the air so I can just sit. I want some fog and rain and the smell of the earth. Tendrils draping the surrounding mountains. Mist thickened night.

finding meaning beyond simple description

Oh the joys of inventory preparation... Sept 29th is the day. Guess I will just have to take Monday off, rest up, gain my strenth... Oh wait, thats what weekends are for. Good thing I will be extending mine. And yes, I am feeling a little thirsty.

A more vulnerable search for truth

Some friends are making a movie.
Watch the trailer?
BLUE BALLOONS

the sheet your children sleep on

The joys of leaky faucets can be fixed typically by new valve seats and stems...
The joys of trying to be like my brother Chris and trying to figure out a way to hide a beer in here is much more complex...

She used to sing in the language of angels

Angels are spirits, but it is not because they are spirits that they are angels. They become angels when they are sent. For the name angel refers to their office, not their nature. You ask the name of this nature, it is spirit; you ask its office, it is that of an Angel, which is a messenger. -- St. Augustine

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The bell waits in silence

Well, it would appear that the hectic weekend is finally over. Been running since wednesday night when I went to Richland, up til 4:30, up again at 9:00. Thurs: Sat in holding pattern organizing/talking about things. then mad rush to Tux, Tan, Laundry, Tie, Haircut, out decorating til 8. Dinner, Beer just one. Friday: Wedding 12-1, Reception 1-3, Back to S-town 4:30-6:30. Clean, Sat: clean, organize second reception. Sun: Clean, Set up back yard, prep food with Mom and Dad. Party 1-4:30. Clean. Sleep on couch. NowI am back at work and I need a break...


Thank You to all for their time, help & support.

A blessing

This is a copy of the blessing I will be giving at the second reception.

God our father,
your breath gives life to the world,

we hear your voice in the wind
and in the quiet of our hearts,

Bless my children
with your strength and wisdom.


Give them eyes to behold the sunset.
And allow them to walk in your beauty.

Grant them wisdom to understand
the lessons you teach us in difficulty and in joy.


Make them always ready to come to you
Not as two separate
But as one life joined


Bless their journey
Sheltered by you.

Youre an angel. I'm gonna cry.

THE BRIDE

THE RINGS

THE KISS

TITLE ON RAYMOND

I LIKE CAKE!

DADDYS GIRL

FATHER OF THE BRIDE

SISTERS

JUST A LITTLE FUN

NEW FAMILY

a fervent procession toward redemption

Well, Raelynns wedding is friday.
I trully hope for the best.
My baby is a woman.
I promise I will try to not go all daddy on her.
Well, I gotta go. I leave town tonight...
Missing the Rocky Votolato show tonight.
Missing Bright Eyes saturday night.
but there is after all only one wedding.
and it holds priority!

Sitis, sold her hair to Satan in exchange for food and money

I do deserve a beer...
I guess the question that should be asked is when and where?

Hell among the yearlings

So, this weekend a friend of mine was in town and we watched movies and drank beer till late on Friday. Weird thing was, at about 3:30am I hear my bedroom door open and the shuffle of feet on the carpet... I am half expecting a practical joke like a sharpie mustache or some other crap. Not being in the mood for foolishness and thinking that maybe, just maybe there is a need for asprin or something and no knowledge of where the hell it is. I figure I will just see what the hell is going on. So I ask "what do you need?" A response comes back, "I dont need anything". I continue with "Then what the hell are you doing?" at which point the sleeper awakes and responds with "I um Well I uh aparently I'm in the wrong place." pretty funny if you think about it. A Damn sleepwalker. Thankfully no one tried to spoon me...

Ballad of the doomed poet with a silly hat

So, I am just sitting here trying to think of something witty or smart or thought provoking to say. Some fascinating tidbit for the coming weekend, but somehow I have nothing. I am sure its not that I don’t have something sinking down into me. It is just that I don’t know what it is. Sort of like “Sinking stones in the sea”. You know they will eventually have some sort of effect you just don’t know the what, when or even the eventual location of whatever is going on. This is the place that I am. Sinking, I am just sinking. I don’t mean that in a bad way. It is not a bad place to be. At least at this point it would seem a bit more neutral. I am left with just the pensive and subtle disquiet of the impending unknown future.

Perhaps it is because of my daughter impending nuptials? Because somehow I feel stuck and need to forcibly make some change just to prove that I can and thereby show that I am still somehow in control of my life in some dramatic fashion? Or possibly the fact that while the world slides by, it would appear that mine just continues to fall apart while everyone else is just coming into their own?

. I did have a dream that I was at a tailor having a beautiful suit made. Odd enough I guess. It would seem at this point that I have just started to ramble so enough already, I will be off.

I hope you think of me, in moments when your happy

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The scarred and the dreaming

“Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafairing soul, if either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.”-Kahlil Gibran


I think it is time for a little solitude...

The Devils thieves have won

It would appear that Nick Cave has done it again...
Grinderman a new favorite.

Baby, won't you sell me just a little grace?

Well it is getting close to wedding time. At this point my hope is that the car will actually make it to the Tri Cities. Fun stuff. Man time flies.