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nonsensical text: November 2006
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Thursday, November 30, 2006. Random acts of blogness. The rolling chair of doom. Awhile back, we rearranged our office/den to make it more aesthetically pleasing. At first the venture was successful, but eventually (okay, in less than a month) the general messiness returned. But all is not right with the world. We live in an old house one of those old houses where you can’t find a truly square corner, where shims and creative molding are a common part of daily life. I have always known God has a sense of...
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nonsensical text: December 2006
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Thursday, December 28, 2006. Through the years, our children have regularly received what my husband and I (not so affectionately) refer to as grandparent toys. You know the type. They are either full of stickers and markers which will soon be festively decorating the walls of your home, or they make sounds. The sounds are never gentle; they are just above the level of tolerability. R: (with lip in full pout and big brown eyes misting over) Dad, you killed my bunny! Posted by atypical at 12:53 AM. Like a...
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nonsensical text: May 2007
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007. The retrospective a.k.a. how to put a positive spin on procrastination. Things started out on a traditional path. The abandoned sixteen year old had ridden his razor. A mile and a half to the grocery store where he purchased a single rose (somewhat wilted from the return journey through un-seasonal heat). The girlchild proudly handed over a flower of a different sort. My little leprechaun practically leapt from his eight year old skin as he produced his offering. Wednesday, May 2...
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nonsensical text: July 2006
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Friday, July 28, 2006. Everything Should Be Circular. Beginnings are bad for me. I'm not much better at endings. I could probably have quite a long conversation with myself on which is actually worse. Instead, I think I shall just pretend everything is circular, and join up somewhere in the middle of my thought. Which is why I laughed so hard when the ketchup squirted on my mother's shirt. That will do for now (not an ending). Posted by atypical at 2:31 PM. Introspection taken to a lower level.
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Mai kao jai: raw octopus with a side of puppy
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Means "I don't understand.". Wednesday, December 27, 2006. Raw octopus with a side of puppy. When I was performing in West Side Story. A few months back, I had lunch with several members of the violin section. As I mentioned before, the concertmaster was Japanese, and he was employed by the touring company, while the rest of the section was Thai and was employed just for the run in Bangkok. You're from Japan."),. Fuzzy, friendly, companionable dogs. How could anyone eat a puppy? But I love doggy! Wednesd...
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Mai kao jai: November 2006
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Means "I don't understand.". Monday, November 27, 2006. Hot, hot, hot. Links to this post. Sunday, November 26, 2006. You may recall Aunt Who Bakes Cookies and her thwarted attempt to ensnackify the youth of Thailand. Well, she baked another batch and sent them along with our recent guests. I have been dutifully distributing them to my students; the response seems to be positive. Some reactions:. Repeated requests for seconds. Links to this post. A modern chemical wedding? Postscript: Sometimes typos hav...
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nonsensical text: February 2007
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Wednesday, February 28, 2007. The great flour spill of 2007. Hi, my name is T, and I have a problem. When I slip up, or don’t do something on the schedule I have imposed for myself, I tend to give up without even trying. It is in defiance of this trend that I bake bread. Today on a Wednesday. I will follow through even if I am late in doing so. Makes me feel more alive than anything else ever could. Labels: sleeping with bread. Posted by atypical at 10:44 AM. Sunday, February 25, 2007. 2 Name the book an...
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Mai kao jai: July 2006
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Means "I don't understand.". Saturday, July 29, 2006. So, tell me about thailand. One of the reasons I started this blog is that people, people about whom I care a lot, want to know about my life in Thailand. They ask me, "What's it like? How do you like it? And other variants of those questions. And invariably, my response is, "It's hot.". What is it about that question that makes my brain freeze up? Does this create another problem? But I like it this way- I get to present myself exactly as I choose to...
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Mai kao jai: cut the frabba-jabba
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Means "I don't understand.". Friday, November 03, 2006. After I came back from Country Bordering Thailand, I jumped right into my next project. I played in the pit orchestra with a New York-based touring company of West Side Story. By the time they got to Bangkok they'd been on tour for several months. They had been all over Asia and Europe, and Bangkok was their last stop before going home. This is why I'm not a freelance musician in New York City. That it stuck in my head.). Oh, that's right. None.
