The results of Creative Jam #2 are in, and for me they are less than stellar. However, keeping in tradition of myfellowposters, I shall share with you a poem, born of the topic 'opaque'.
The closer I get to describing
the way the light lingers
in so many layers of blue at the place
where the ocean touches the sky,
the farther I get from knowing
what is truly up or down or right or wrong,
and even the gulls with their screeching song
have become pinpoints of white
in a sky too dark with twilight,
and as the dark settles around
the only thing I've found
I can see right through
but still not clearly see
is me.
October 8, 2005
Three things - no more, no less
Very soon we will be commencing with Creative Jam #2... 'we' being myself and three of my goodfriends. I'm anticipating another fun night of poetry, dectective stories and watercolor painting.
Ever since I ran a marathon last year, I've decided that a good goal for myself would be to maintain the ability to run ten miles at any given point in time. This summer I was barely running once or twice a week, so I never did more than three miles or so. But I've been clawing my way back into the realm of relative resting-heart-rate-of-48-bpm fitness, and today I did nine miles. They were all on a treadmill, so maybe that's cheating a little (no natural hills and less wind resistance), but they still numbered nine. So I'm almost there.
I have an alpaca and her cria (baby) right now as my patients in the hospital. The baby is a teddy-bear-fluffball of soft, silky, wheat colored curls. The mother alpaca makes noises like a velociraptor and spit at my head today. Brilliant.
October 2, 2005
Somtimes, the world is too much with us
Postings here have been scarce (obviously) due to an exhaustive rotation at school. I did really, really like the rotation, but due to the nature of (bad luck during) the on call shifts required, I've been rather sleep deprived. I'm actually still on call tonight, until 8am tomorrow morning, so I'm just waiting for that pager to ring. Oh, how I do hate the pager.
I have little to offer you tonight in the way of Creative Things, though there are new photos in the gallery of my cousin's wedding and of a camping trip to upstate New York that I took with friends. I'd ask you to leave comments (in the gallery), but no one ever does.
I'd also like to give a shout out to my friend Liam, who is a rocker and rocks out with his band, Copper Tree.
I leave you with a tidbit.
When you went
you took your laughter
Things weren't
the same much after.
August 29, 2005
Cowabunga dude
One of the highlights of my last week: the comment made by a good looking male intern, upon seeing my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles track jacket: "Now that is just about the coolest thing I've ever seen. Where did you get that?" And then added to that, later on: "It's been a long time since I've done a double take."
Hehe.
August 25, 2005
In which we discuss life, the universe and several other items of no particular significance
I've been exceptionally lazy lately in terms of Getting Things Done, and it's not really because my life is all that busy right now. My days have been 8-5 and my weekends relatively open. Maybe I do better when my life is chock full of things to do and tasks to complete and places to be, because then I know that I have to stay busy to get them all done in time. But when I have a lot of time to get things done, I keep putting them off. Weird.
I'm currently watching the sun set in Massachusetts and favoring the entire right side of my body, which I fell onto this afternoon while biking down a trail through a field. There was a rut and a slope and a thorny branch involved, and we won't go into further detail other than to say I had a mouthful of dirt postfall. And now I've got a painful elbow, a skinned leg, and an oddly symmetrical series of cuts on my upper arm, which I can only assume resulted from some part of my bike landing on me. Strange.
The destination of this bike ride is a story in itself. I was out riding during my lunch hour the other day and noticed a very tall hill in the distance, covered by trees but clear and populated with houses at the top. When I got home I located the place I had been standing (when I saw the hill) using Google Earth, and from there I adjusted my angle until I was viewing the virtual terrain at a near horizontal level, so that I could see hills. And low abd behold, there was a hill in the 'distance', so I zoommed in to that hill and was able to locate it and thereby bike to it today. Pretty nifty, huh?
I was taking the trash out last night, and on my way back to the house I couldn't help but notice what a beautiful evening it was. I had one of those moments - when you realize that you have a certain power, more than you think, over the decisions in your life. And for a while, the trapped feeling I had been experiencing lately melted away. All things considered, I want to be where I am now. I really could pick up and leave if I wanted to. I really could take a ship to Greenland, or catch a train to Mexico with just a backpack, or decide to run a hot chocolate tienda in Puerto Rico. But I choose to be here and I have time, time to appreciate plump white clouds floating across a gorgeous blue sky.
August 15, 2005
And of the family
August 13, 2005
Images from Iowa
August 3, 2005
Feeling generally frappey
A List of Things That Either Make Me Happy or Sad or Both
(H) My bobble-headed pig, Henry, who nods to the music in my car. ("That IS cute!" he said.)
(S) The fact that my car broke this morning.
(H) These lyrics: 2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song //
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer //
Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to //
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd //
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud //
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to //
(S) That you'll use them, however you want to.
(H) I can still run at least six miles in a row.
(S) It's now so very difficult to run six miles in a row.
(H) That I am losing weight again.
(S) That I had to go back to losing weight again.
(H) The peace and calm and safety that the Midwest inspires in me, the blue above and the green below for as far as the eye can see.
(S) That the scenery and safety isn't enough to hold me to the Midwest.
(H) Memories of you.
(S) Memories of you.
(H) Books that comes in series so that you can keep reading and reading and reading.
(S) Devouring books so fast that you don't remember the details.
(H) This photo that I took while in Puerto Rico:
Words to live by:
This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before being thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
-George Bernard Shaw
