I’ve got his prohibition thing going where I’m only allowed to post youtube videos once a week, but I’ve been dying to show you these two, so here
you go. The first is a music video of the song Sympathy For The Devil. Now, normally, I hate these things but this one is so well done, and I think you’ll like that first diner scene. The second is the same song but a live performance. Watch these guys at full strength and see why it’s so hard for me to cope with the fact that they are still on tour.
Author Archives: michael
Miserable Weather
Adam describes how his parents treated the cysts on his back, and why they scrupulously avoided hospitals in Venezuela.
Duck weather
Logged Out
Impeach Bush
What Lurks Beneath
I laugh every time I watch this and I’ve watched it a lot. If you click on the screen and not the arrow, you’ll see the larger version.
Into The Glare
Bobber
Bobber
On the Columbia River near Vantage.
Washington, we fished for whitefish
in the winter months: my dad, Swede-
Mr. Lindgren – and me. They used belly-reels,
pencil-length sinkers, red, yellow, or brown
flies baited with maggots.
They wanted distance and went clear out there
to the edge of the riffle.
I fished near shore with a quill bobber and a cane pole.
My dad kept his maggots alive and warm
under his lower lip. Mr Lindgren didn’t drink.
I liked him better than my dad for a time.
He let me steer his car, teased me about my name “Junior,” and said
one day I’d grow into a fine man, remember
all this, and fish with my own son.
But my dad was right. I mean
he kept silent and looked into the river,
worked his tongue, like a thought, behind the bait.
Pink Shirts
Hello again parents,
Sorry it has been a while, things are a little hectic at the moment. I have a paper and a test tomorrow and then another test on monday. I am spending a lot of time preparing for them. So I have been in college for over a month now, and I still love it. A few observations or comments however: all the socks I own are now a very nice shade of pink, this includes a few white shirts. The chair that we bought had met its end, although we guessed that it might be due to the cheap price of it originally. I have been eating more in the last month than I think I ever have before. My sleep schedule is more messed up then usual. I tend to not get much sleep at night and end up getting the majority of what I need to survive during the day. Debbie is coming, she will arrive on the 13th of October and then leave the following monday. I am excited to see her, considering she is the first person from home that i will be able to see in over a month which is kind of a weird idea. I do miss all my friends, and am excited for thanksgiving even though we are not that close.
Along with this, I am now the third floor representative for the peabody senate committee. This just means that I go to a meeting once a week and give input as to what kind of programs or activities my floor wants to participate in. No one else on my floor wanted to do it, and Vaughn asked if I would. I figured that I might as well get involved in something so I agreed.
I almost forgot about my eye. A few days ago I was going up the stairs in my dorm and there was a kid who was running down them. He caught me in the face with his elbow and gave me a very large black eye. He felt terrible and I just told him not to worry about it, seeing as that it is not a very big deal. It does look pretty gruesome though, it reminded me of mom falling down the basement stairs.
That is good news about mattel, although i bet now it will shoot to the moon since we decided to sell. Oh, and maybe the money could be used for the following if needed?
On a more somber note…..
Last saturday i was at a party with my roommate and a lot of other people… 220 to be exact. It was a frat which are usually a pretty safe places to go, even if it is over crowded and not that fun always. Everyone in college goes to frat parties, it is just how it works. However on this day, not that long after we got there the police arrived. It turned out that there had been an investigation into that specific frat for reasons that we had no idea beforehand. Although they did not find what they were looking for they did take down the names of all the kids. I did not think that they would ever do anything about it, considering they have broken up frats before and not done anything. But on this occasion they have decided to send us all notices saying that we broke school policy. I have attached the notice to the email as well for you and dad to have a look at. I do not know if I am going to appeal the finding considering they have no proof that anyone was drinking. They are just saying everyone is guilty because we were all there. They did not breathalyze anyone or do anything of the sort. There is a meeting tomorrow that I have to attend on the matter and after that I will figure out what I need to do and whether I should appeal it or not. It is just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I’ve talked to a lot of people about it and this has like never happened before. They believed the frat was into drugs and stuff and me and john had never heard anything about the frat before. It was also our first time there. It just sucks. If you could give me a call later that would be nice, whenever it is a good time for you of course.
Love always,
Matt
Comet SWAN
Michael,
I know you are an insomniac and early-morning riser, so If you have some clear skies in the next few pre-dawn mornings, look up with binocs near the Big Dipper just east of the last star in the handle.
Quoted from APOD:
A newly discovered comet has brightened enough to be visible this week with binoculars. The
ed/rakkity
“I Want Courage”
This year was not as cold as some, even so, it took me forever to get into the water. Later you’ll see Adam hanging out as if he were in a heated pool.
"I Want Courage"
This year was not as cold as some, even so, it took me forever to get into the water. Later you’ll see Adam hanging out as if he were in a heated pool.
Westward, HO!
Hi Mike,
We’ve finally decided how to get our worldly goods west for our big move from Bowie to Boulder. The Mrs looked at the costs of various ways to ship our furniture from MD to CO, and said to me last night,”After looking at the costs of paying movers, I think you’ve got to drive a U-Haul from here to Boulder.” Conveniently, she forgot that I had suggested this mode of transport some months ago (imagining another great road trip), and she had rejected it out of concern for me and my advanced age (late 40s, in case you ask, very late 40s).
But now the load has been put on my shoulders, and I’m looking forward to it. The trip starts on Dec 1 or 2 and ends in Boulder on or before Dec 6. Afterwards, I fly back to MD for 3 or 4 more weeks, before heading west permanantly.
Anyone want to come along? I’m thinking of stopping along the way in Evansville, and looking up my uncle Ed’s homestead, and the Miller homestead. And of course, in Ohio I’ve got to see one of Grohe’s murals with my own eyes.
–rakkity