Author: theogeo
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I lost my voice today
And my mind. Do Ray Me sans voice from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo.
the family yardlust
‘You decide if they’re pests’
My mom, grandmother, and youngest nephew rolled in to town today just before I had to leave for work (booo work), and unloaded an SUV full of garden tools and bulbs and bits of rooty green things they’d plucked from the Triple T Farms soil. I gave them the grand tour of the house and we made several rounds through the yard, my mom and grandmother rattling off names of plants and trees I would…
poetry
‘My Time’
by Leonard Cohen (from the Book of Longing) My time is running out and still I have not sung the true song the great song I admit that I seem to have lost my courage a glance at the mirror a glimpse into my heart makes me want to shut up forever so why do you lean me here Lord of my life lean me at this table in the middle of the night wondering…
Memphis Zombie Massacre randomosity they're coming zombies
Oh, you know you are
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music musings why am I telling you this?
5:38 a.m.
Can’t sleep. Got a lot on my mind and no real good way to say any of it. But the thoughts keep me awake anyway. They need oxygen so they can burn up and leave me alone. Saw a good show tonight. Young crowd. So many tall people or maybe I am shrinking. So many small and measured movements to the beats, hair stringy with sweat. Harshing my mellow, naturally, was That Guy. You know,…
photography
Need a camera bag?
I’ve got an awesome one for sale. It’s a Crumpler 7 Million Dollar Home. It’s a great bag but just a little too big for my purposes (I want a camera bag I can carry as a purse), so I’ll be stepping down to a more compact Million Dollar Home. Anyway, more details and photos of it after the jump, if you’re interested.
randomosity
Sittin’ for a spell
Right now, before the great sweltering of 2010 sets in, there is nothing finer than sitting out in my back yard with the torches going, just listening to the frogs and the FedEx planes and the trains and the wind — one big quasi-urban symphony pulsing with life at all times. Nothing finer. INSTAMATIC UPDATE! Yes, I need to mow. In the past week, my yard has gone from charmingly unkempt to HONEY, I SHRUNK…
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