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wine for truth: March 2009
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Friday, March 20, 2009. And on that note i will sign off for now, hopefully to hear back from my early job prospects and more frequent blog updates. Monday, March 2, 2009. Home again, home again, du dee du dee duh. I am however at this moment suffering from blog fatigue, so i'll just have to finish up with sin city and the last leg of our trip some other time. take care you faceless readers, and please do drop a line some time. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Well i suppose weve been here in oregon for about.
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wine for truth: Home again, home again, du dee du dee duh.
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Monday, March 2, 2009. Home again, home again, du dee du dee duh. I am however at this moment suffering from blog fatigue, so i'll just have to finish up with sin city and the last leg of our trip some other time. take care you faceless readers, and please do drop a line some time. March 4, 2009 at 8:58 PM. WHAT ABOUT THE SOCKS? March 9, 2009 at 8:05 PM. Just discovered your blog via facebook and so glad to read about your adventures! Take care out there :). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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wine for truth: flagstaff for life
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Monday, February 23, 2009. Tune in next time for trut' or cosequences, silver city, t'e gila national forest, and t'e grand canyone. da da dummmmmmmmm. February 24, 2009 at 2:17 PM. I never knew "H" was such a popular letter.thank you for awakening me to it's incredible significance to our world. February 24, 2009 at 9:08 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Uhmstill on the road. The purpose of this blog is to keep myself entertained in quiet moments, and hopefully others as well.
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Third Story: July 2006
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Sunday, July 30, 2006. To breathe the salty air. And read lots of books. Posted by Emily at 9:15 AM. Wednesday, July 26, 2006. Poetry Thursday: The Art of Eating (While Renovating a House). Cafe Mocha chicken salad sandwiches. Take out Indian food from the buffet. Loaded into styrofoam containers. And eaten over days. The shriveled green peppers. These nights I dream. A thin line of green beans. A curly vine arching. Of a single tomato. As if every good desire. Posted by Emily at 11:15 PM. Or a stray sock.
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wine for truth: February 2009
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Tuesday, February 24, 2009. We left the cliff dwellings proper and wandered around the surrounding countryide, taking in a mostly dry river, more ancient pictographs, and mountain roads galore. by the time we reached silver city we realized it would be near impossible to move on any further that day, so we camped out again in a motel in silver city, making our own dinner for once, and preparing for more outdoor exploration in the morning. Monday, February 23, 2009. Thursday, February 19, 2009. So after t...
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Third Story: March 2006
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Monday, March 27, 2006. All the Good Intentions. Tonight my friend C. dragged me. To a fundraiser for a worthy. Who does not, unfortunately, represent my district). But there were many school system people there-. The important ones who work in the. That eats up 59% of the per pupil spending. I spoke with a guy who works for School Stat. They try to hold the system accountable). This was my guy! This guy can explain to me where the. Well, there's a lot of waste,. Poor management, and Special Ed.". To mak...
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Third Story: April 2006
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Thursday, April 27, 2006. Learning to Love Jazz. Are playing in the living room. They are rehearsing a new composition. By my husband T. He's a jazz musician. I'm not much into jazz. It's sometimes hard to find a melody. The solos can go on forever. The notes rub against. Each other like a squeaky wheel. But loving someone who loves jazz. Means it starts to creep up on you a bit. You begin to wonder at how a horn player. Scoops those notes off a page. And improvises a new strain. While you watch a movie.
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Third Story: May 2006
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Monday, May 29, 2006. It has been another weekend. Of painting and the welcome of. Some of our recent accomplishments. The end of many days. Posted by Emily at 7:22 PM. Sunday, May 28, 2006. Horses in the Streets. One of the things I love. Just the other day. After washing out our paint brushes. We watched three kids. Meander down the block. And as I left school earlier in the week. Two horses were trotting past the door. This is THE CITY. And to see some horses. Poke their heads between. Back in the day,.
