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checken counter: April 2013
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Serving hot-off-the-grill and deep-fried musings. Bite at your own risk. Sunday, April 14, 2013. Must-watch movies - part 1. I would like to make an unsolicited endorsement just the same. Recommendations are welcome. And loads of porcorn, too. While movie-makers will continue to make good films, I'll be adding to this list from time to time. Just saying.). Legends of the Fall. A depiction of JM Barrie’s inspiration for creating the classic Peter Pan tale. Johnny Depp is a well-liked actor too. A charming...
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checken counter: entrées
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Serving hot-off-the-grill and deep-fried musings. Bite at your own risk. Random list of previous servings. A semi-love letter for no one. What made happy today - 1. Parable of a trapped bird. Homage to the lamp. Seven trike drivers you'll meet in your life. What makes me happy. Haaay, utang na loob. But why do you care that i am still single? Quo vadis, cocinero? Must-watch movies - part 1. Letter to my 16-year old self. The father's day club. Like a bottle of wine. Scenes on a bus. Parable of two fishes.
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Grains of Thoughts: October 2011
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: February 2011
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: May 2011
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: June 2011
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: January 2012
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: August 2012
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: February 2012
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.
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Grains of Thoughts: December 2010
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As we wander around, thoughts come into mind unhindered, only on the stillness, the loneliness, the pains and the quiet moments are they able to come to life again, they are grains of our thoughts. As I listen and ponder, a self discovery unveils. The intricacies of every grain have been thought about. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this:" Pablo Neruda. My Song of Years.