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Rassles: Blog Party
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It's time for percolatin'. Ask and Ye Shall Recieve. Belong to the world. Blues of a Waxwing. A Certain Lack of Focus. The Cheek of God. Florida Girl in Sydney. The Good Word of Sprout. Jacob's Land of Bliss and Blisters. The Man Who Knew Too Much. The Original Gangster Hair Twirler. A Question of Wanderlust. Tabbie. Like Cabbie, with a T. Yo Soy La Chamuca. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). And I'm all, "I dunno, over there somewhere." Sometimes I skip breakfast and regret it later.
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January 27th, 2012 - Here, There and Everywhere...
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Here, There and Everywhere. Looking in, Looking out while jumping all about. Simplicity, Work and Enjoyment. January 27th, 2012. Im loving every bit of this video of Maia Helles by Julia Warr. Julia met Maia Helles a ballet dancer, whos just turned 95, on a plane on 4 years ago. There is a beautiful cadence to the routine and the ritual: Maia watering her garden, Maia exercising (shes been doing these exercises for over 60 years! Simplicity, Work and Enjoyment. Montys Python and his Holy Grill. Sing me a...
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2012 - Here, There and Everywhere...
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Here, There and Everywhere. Looking in, Looking out while jumping all about. Hes got the blues, bubbles, baubles, pebbles. And his Shamans. Montys Python and his Holy Grill. Flaneur on all things urban and legendary. Hail the King. Er, Mouse. Delectable, Delicate. Of Vanilla beginnings and syrupy twirls. Carrot, Carrot, Carrot! Who wants a Cawwot? Collapse the light into earth: er.art. Sing me a song. Dance me a rhythm. The words are mine, the connections yours. Oh, I usually respond to Joy.
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Emotional Atyachar - Here, There and Everywhere...
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Here, There and Everywhere. Looking in, Looking out while jumping all about. June 15th, 2011. Disclosure: I've been emotionally blackmailed into writing this post. The things I do for friends. Pshaw! A long overdue update:. Because finally, I'm home. Where love, life and laughter co-exist. I also finally understand - I finally get it! What Home is where the Heart is means. Sundays are for Lovers:. If you're reading this, I trust you're doing well. That you're in your happy place:. 2011-06-16 05:42 am (UT...
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Simplicity, Work and Enjoyment - Here, There and Everywhere...
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Here, There and Everywhere. Looking in, Looking out while jumping all about. Simplicity, Work and Enjoyment. January 27th, 2012. Im loving every bit of this video of Maia Helles by Julia Warr. Julia met Maia Helles a ballet dancer, whos just turned 95, on a plane on 4 years ago. There is a beautiful cadence to the routine and the ritual: Maia watering her garden, Maia exercising (shes been doing these exercises for over 60 years! 2012-01-27 05:07 pm (UTC). 2012-01-28 05:11 am (UTC). A toast to that!
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The Wilderness Years: December 2008
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Thursday, December 25, 2008. You never returned that call. Hello internet people, if there's anyone left that is. Sorry - sorry about being incognito, and even though end of the year cheeriness is nudging me to promise regular posts, am not going to and then might end up actually. But I do come in peace and as an added incentive, have a post. (DUH). For example I cannot read, study, write(ha) or watch movies when other people are around - and that is pretty much 90% of my life - eternal paradox yes?
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The Wilderness Years: When you put the radio on and it's mid-song, exactly at the part you love.
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Thursday, June 18, 2009. When you put the radio on and it's mid-song, exactly at the part you love. Ideally I'd love to ride them horses and race through the woods with my dogs till my lungs burst. But we live in apartment blocks so fuck it I'm going to gym instead. June 18, 2009 at 10:46 PM. Aur agar aapke paas radio nahin hai toh? June 19, 2009 at 6:55 PM. Lovely to read yr posts again :). I look forward to longer posts. I like the way you use lyrics from songs for your post titles. If you must know.
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The Wilderness Years: July 2008
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008. It's who we are. I realise now, the value of liking someone. I used to notice the littlest things about him, which maybe had a lot to do with him in particular and not with having a crush in general. But see I never wanted anything more, I love my house, my way of things way too much and I’m constantly haranguing to be left alone by the world, and I never succeed and I’m always glad. Labels: 4pm on some idle tuesday. Out of the blue. Tuesday, July 22, 2008. Before I met You. Remeb...
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The Wilderness Years: Waited For Nothing
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Friday, June 19, 2009. I don't know what has happened to my reading speed. It has slowed down to the pace of a 3 seed file. It now takes me WEEKS to finish a book, even one that I'm really enjoying, even non-difficult, non-literary ones; and since I've read a total of nil books on philosophy I don't even have that problem. It's not like I'm doing much else, true I'm more 'physically active' than I've been in the last seven years combined but that shouldn't make too much of a difference non?
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The Wilderness Years: August 2008
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Saturday, August 30, 2008. Pink carnation and a pickup truck. It was a maybe, and intuition, nothing more. And a couple of months later after they’d seen each other here and there, established a common friend and talked a bit; it was time to exchange numbers she asked him for his and gave him a missed call so that he could store her number. When her name flashed on his old nokia 3210 screen, he made a split second decision and told her. She just smiled and turned away. Labels: 4pm on some idle tuesday.
