i do not read newspapers. but every now and then, via friend or mailing list, i am made aware of something that sparks an interest in reply. this piece, by San Franciso Chronicle columnist, Mark Morford, is one of those items. https://www.sfgate.com/entertainment/morford/article/the-hippies-were-right-all-along-we-knew-that-2562366.php interesting piece. shame it is written in such an angry, self-righteous, utterly arrogant style. mr. morford obviously was not a hippie, and if anything, reads like the very someone’s he’s lambasting in his article… which is ironic but most realization is so, isn’t it? here, the ultimate point and enjoyment of the article lies not in anything morford […]
energy and love
i wrote this yesterday to someone. it is not the first time i’ve written it, but it is the first time i thought there might be a need to explain to myself why i do.
i miss you
the nice thing about the generic ‘you’ is that it really can apply to all the ‘you’s’.
random thoughts and quotes
morning blizzard of resumes safely out, time to relax a bit and enjoy some coffee and a few, random thoughts.
Ryder has a guru (just like you and me)
another moment of goofiness, under guise of rancor, but in truth, more humor than anything.
direction, decisions, method, and message
i’ve done three things today that i never thought i would do. i mention it for archival purposes, and give apologies, for i will not be listing them.
The Journal & Journey of Shandala Truesong (Warcraft)
The soft knock upon the door received an equally soft reply, “Come in…” The courier entered with a bow and handed the small, folded vellum to the priestess. Without need of more, he spun upon his heel and strode from the room. The Kal’dorei woman chuckled softly, remembering the man’s arrival as a boy courier and how many times they’d argued over ‘proper etiquette’ and how many bows he needed to give or whether or not it was required or seemly to speak during the course of duty. Still smiling, she walked slowly back to her desk, slipping a slender […]