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thought experiments: April 2009
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Sunday, April 12, 2009. So, I promised a garden sequel. Let's revisit the house:. Originally, there was simply lawn choking the iris and rose bushes, as well as a chain link fence. We have no photo records of the fence, as we prefer to erase its memory completely. Now we have the new flowerbed and two large raised beds for veggies. At some point, there may erupt another one or two beds on the other side of the (BLINDING! White door. Not to mention maybe a new paint job for the house itself. Essays on med...
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thought experiments: More gardens is good
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Sunday, June 14, 2009. More gardens is good. See the garden grow! No uppity roses here. Look at all those greens! Peas And beans. And tomatoes. Oh my. My first poppy. And the first dahlia, which was supposed to be a late summer bloomer? Far be it for me to discourage you, dahlia, but it is June. Overachiever? Don't worry, me too. That's your garden update. No deep thoughts. Just dirt. Mmmm. Dirt. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Pirate Name is Mad Jenny Vane. ARRRR! Avast ye scurvy dogs!
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thought experiments: A Poem Falls into the Silence
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Saturday, February 13, 2010. A Poem Falls into the Silence. As my husband is currently finishing up his Master's degree in Education, I found this appropriate. Did I Miss Anything? Question frequently asked by. Students after missing a class. Nothing. When we realized you weren't here. We sat with our hands folded on our desks. In silence, for the full two hours. Everything. I gave an exam worth. 40 per cent of the grade for this term. And assigned some reading due today. Worth 50 per cent. My Pirate Nam...
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thought experiments: March 2008
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Friday, March 21, 2008. Funny way to start a blog post after almost a year, I guess. But this week has been dramatic, making me wonder if there's something about the end of March that I should hide from next year (considering my March of 2007. Or just sort of pushing me back into needing to say something about life by shouting it into the electronic soup. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Pirate Name is Mad Jenny Vane. ARRRR! Avast ye scurvy dogs! View my complete profile.
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thought experiments: February 2010
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Saturday, February 13, 2010. A Poem Falls into the Silence. As my husband is currently finishing up his Master's degree in Education, I found this appropriate. Did I Miss Anything? Question frequently asked by. Students after missing a class. Nothing. When we realized you weren't here. We sat with our hands folded on our desks. In silence, for the full two hours. Everything. I gave an exam worth. 40 per cent of the grade for this term. And assigned some reading due today. Worth 50 per cent. Avast ye scur...
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thought experiments: THE GARDEN SAGA
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Sunday, April 12, 2009. So, I promised a garden sequel. Let's revisit the house:. Originally, there was simply lawn choking the iris and rose bushes, as well as a chain link fence. We have no photo records of the fence, as we prefer to erase its memory completely. Now we have the new flowerbed and two large raised beds for veggies. At some point, there may erupt another one or two beds on the other side of the (BLINDING! White door. Not to mention maybe a new paint job for the house itself. My fortune co...
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thought experiments: March 2007
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Wednesday, March 21, 2007. Looking at this makes me happy. The snail, however, has a certain symbolic thrust. I'm not bitter. And I'm NOT EVEN DONE. Maybe if that lottery money comes through. There's been a lot of exhausting emotional work going on over behind the slowed to a crawl blog entries, much of which I shall keep to myself. Believe me, when this sh#t is over, I am taking a big old vacation. And there will be NO emergency anythings allowed. Tuesday, March 13, 2007. There it is; the light across t...
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thought experiments: May 2007
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007. I was sitting in my car, on the way to lunch after doing some volunteer neuters at the county animal shelter (Note to self: kittens are way. Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator. And an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor. Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster. Throw the cracked bowl out and don't patch the cup. Don't patch anything. Don't mend. Buy safety pins. Don't even sew on a button. Let the wind have its way, then the earth. The in...
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thought experiments: May 2006
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Thursday, May 11, 2006. If there are priests for dog owners,. Then please, I must confess. I'm not even Catholic, not even remotely. But hey, it's a culture of confession- just watch a talk show. My main problem is that I need some absolution here, not just a listening ear. So let's get it right. Forgive me Father (? Do you suppose that would be the proper form of address? She has improved greatly, but her basic desire is to push. If Fluffy could talk, we would have these kinds of conversations:. So We h...