My black lightening heart circles again...

It is strange how quickly time moves. Well, I guess 'tis the season all over again. Time to get lit up and strung out. And no, I am not talking about Christmas lights. But, I will be squinting at them while I am persuing the afor mentioned activity... bring on the social lubricant. It is time for Christmas on the rocks.

How about a little mood music?

That was the worst christmas ever
Christmas card from a hooker in Minneapolis
Christmas song
Be my Valentine on Christmas
Christmas eve
Christmas past
I'm on fire

More than this...

I am pretty sure that it is times like last night that convince me that I don't really need anything more than this. I was standing on the back porch sipping a cup of smokey warm tea (Lapsang Souchong to be specific), listening to the quiet of the snow falling while the new Sigur Ros pulsed faintly in the background. It was a beautiful and majestic space of light/dark, warm/cold and quiet/sound that seemed to stretch out in a time out of time. like the world just paused. and as I paused I just drank it in. amazing. quiet. beauty. Is there really any need for more than this?

Sure that I've seen heaven now I hope that I've seen hell

In a funny story about my vacation, one might hear about how I in an unmatched moment of brilliance, poured boiling water over my left hand. Then, to make it even funnier, you might hear how literally seconds later I poured it over the same hand again. which I guess brings me to my point. Why one earth do they put the max fill mark on the outside of the teapot when I am putting the water on the inside and have no possible way of knowing where that tiny line is? See, since teapots rely on air being able to flow into the pot as hot water flows out, if you overfill, when you attempt to pour the water, it completely covers the spout and since it is boiling, forcefully projects itself out of the teapot. This extreme pressure causes the hot water to dramaticly overshoot the intended target, typicaly a cup. or container of some sort and allows it to find purchase on more sensitive tissues. I (much to your humor I am sure) did this not only once, but twice in a row. The amazing thing? While it is true that I did burn myself pretty good, I do not have any blisters are marks at all...? Initially, I treated it like any other burn, with cool water and eventual working to an ice pack. It didn't look to bad at that point, about a 6" diameter bright scarlet mark across the back of my hand. Well, I could feel the top layer of skin getting tight, dry and brittle like it wanted to crack. So off I went to the store to get something to help. I found these analgesic patches that act like a second skin. they trap the skins moisture and fall off when they should. I trully believe these amazing patches saved me alot of pain and suffering. And, my hand has no noticable marks.

A numbers game...

it is really just a numbers game, Mixed, 12.125x16

Funny, it seems like people just stopped posting to the 60ms page. perhaps it is just because of the holidays...

All Night Parties In Cities On Fire

Well, I am taking the next 10 days off. just burning up a little vacation time. The balance will have to roll over to next year most likely. No big plans. Schweitzer doesn't have enough snow to go skiing or snowboarding. Can't snowshoe yet. Maybe I will go to the lake and have a fire. If I am silent don't worry to much... I will try to keep posting to 60ms as much as I can. Oh yeah, I'm in the money in the pool.

I never asked for 10,000 stones

Funny, I am feeling a certain amount of frustration right now.
I broke the print head in the printer last night.
My neighbor was ringing my doorbell at 7am hoping I would go to the store and buy him a halfrack and pay for it. Since I was headed out the door to got to work, I grabbed a 6 out of my fridge and handed it to him. I think I lost out on that one.
At lunch today it took 20 minutes for the deli to make a Reuben.
The dryer in unit C upstairs has gone out.

There is no way of knowing...
Can you make me understand...
In your stone cottage by the sea...
Time can't tell you apart.

Sorry...

I have been a little distracted by Pandora lately. I hope to express myself again soon.

Dying and I quote

"and oh sister now that we're grieving our fingers will falter our lungs will be leaking all over each other and without even speaking we'll know that it's over and smile and go greeting whatever comes next".

would it change you if you knew I was?

You know it is funny, right now, I really just want to find and buy a "Smoking Monkey". I realize that probably makes no sense to anyone but it does to me I guess. Sort of like reliving the diamond days in the bottomland. You know I missed the sweater girl last night. Too bad. Oh well, still looking to find a corner for me.

Wash the wine out - my coffee cup

Funny how things seem to just glide along at no response to my nudging/shoving. Damn I am starting to get impatient.
But then again, maybe I will just make up another excuse.

How did you hear? I was honey.

Man, I think I may still be full. Some of the highlights from the show were pleasant company, some excellent moroccan chicken, a incredible foccocia toped with artichoke hearts, capers and red peppers. But by far the most amazing thing to glide over my tastebuds was "Truffle Tremor"a ripened goat cheese with truffles from Cypress Grove Chevre. Man the stuff was addictive and it helped that those cheeses were off with the micro brews. They also had a pungent blue cheese that I would gladly have anyday of the week. I probably spent a little too much time in there...

Lazily tossing back the last of a jar

Well, I am cutting out of work early to go to the Food Service of America 2007 food show. This should be interesting. I have never been in the new convention center. I think it looks like a boat. Well anyway, I am out of here. Chow.

rope burn slippin thru my fingers

So Friday I had the pleasure of driving the forklift off the loading dock... Yeah I know sounds serious but in reality it was more just frustrating. See, for some reason when I pulled back on the handle to make the forklift go backwards, it went forward. Nice huh? so it took me about 3-4 hours to get reverse to work (cleaning contacts etc.), the lift back onto the dock Involving using an electric pallet jack and multiple pallets to lift the front end of the lift level with the dock (it was high centered), and finally drive it back into the building so I could lock up for the night and leave. The highlight and joy of my weekend right?

the sound of the dispossesed

Well, the week is almost over. Monday I had a temp come. Tuesday I had a different one. Yesterday he was 20 minutes late and today no temp even showed. So I called the personel office and told them to not bother sending one for friday. I wonder what would be the point. He probably wouldn't show any way. I hate it when people say they want the work but then don't do anything to get it or even bother with a phone call if the won't be showing up. And then for some reason they wonder why they can't keep a job.

Your touch is winter

So, my family (most of them anyway) and I have been working on this ongoing art project. I do have to say that I am consistenly impressed with all the things that everyone is posting. Some people are participating more than others and I truely hope that eventually everyone will post something or have something posted for them. I do have to say that I am absolutely enjoying this. Perhaps I am just greedy, but I want more. On the otherside, my friends of 60ms seem to be slacking. only 5 posts so far and one was mine. I suppose I should crack the whip...