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Photo of the Day #1989

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Photo of the Day #1989

Pearce and I were both home tonight – the first time in a week, it seems – and Brittany, Paul and Laurel all made their way in as well. While Laurel and I wrestled with lines of code, everyone else dabbled in song.

It’s nice to have everyone together like this, but the fact that it’s such a rare occurrence says something about how busy we are. I keep thinking that I need to learn to use my time better, to cull the unnecessary things that eat up my hours, and I feel a little crushed that I haven’t figured that out yet.

Everything is lovely, of course, but I need to choose the things I can be ecstatic about.

you wanted to eat up my sadness
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March 4, 2014 at 1:11 am

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Jam of the Day #1907

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I’m living with a musician again, and tonight Pearce, ever thoughtful, asked our neighbors for permission to jam. With blessings from the apartment above and next door, he and Brittany invited Paul over and the three continued working on their musical quilt.

It’s always lovely to be an audience to this, so just enjoy this little snapshot of their voices and tunes, and have a warm night.

give me one more chance

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December 12, 2013 at 12:50 am

Housewarming of the Day #1904

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Housewarming of the Day #1904

Two months in and we’ve finally had a housewarming party of sorts, bringing in a flurry of friends for food and games. Winter has just struck, sharp and brittle, but Dylan and Paul managed to coax our pilot light to life and soon our tiny apartment was more toasty than I’d ever dreamed it could be.

Brittany arrived just before the soup vanished, followed by Mitch and Leyla, and last Alina’s beau (named Bob, I think). Soup and potatoes, cookies and cider and games – this place is properly homey now.

main plaza

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December 9, 2013 at 1:52 am

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Line of the Day #1889

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Line of the Day #1889

Sunlight has been scarce, but we had a chance to take Pearce’s slackline out for a while today in the conflicted autumn weather. Wind rattled the line while we took careful steps across, and we were alternately chilled by the breeze and toasted by the sun.

Eventually Paul joined us as well, bearing J.D. Salinger’s Nine Stories in hand, and we talked briefly about the tragedy of having murderers credit their motivation to your own work. A dark notion, to be sure, but it gave a counterweight to the morning – something to balance against the nimble steps we had to take on the line.

Winter’s approach robs us of afternoons like this, but we can still grab them in the morning if we’re quick.

while I stare at you

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November 24, 2013 at 1:17 am

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Pall of the Day #1415

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After trying to calibrate the Bulb’s most dangerous teeter-totter, I noticed a plume of smoke across the bay that I’d never seen before. Thick and white, it seemed like some industrial byproduct, the breath of a factory that had somehow previously avoided my attention. A short time later, I neared the end of the grass labyrinth (whose prize shrine had apparently burned to the ground), we saw that the smoke had turned black, grown vaguely into the shape of a dragon, and was spreading its wings over Richmond. Desperate sirens, more like air-raid cries than fire alarms, came sailing across the bay, and soon we could see flickering flames at the base of the smoke.

The fire was at a Chevron diesel refinery. Perhaps some stubborn diplodocus soul refused to relinquish the dregs of its life, and set the fuel ablaze in protest.

Eventually the smoke formed a vast, foreboding cloud that wreathed the city in shadow. We are fortunate, perhaps, that the wind scared away our natural clouds, as rainfall with such toxic skies might have been disastrous.

It seems that no one at the refinery was badly hurt, so we can be thankful for that.

Despite the distant inferno, we had a pleasant visit to the bulb. There are more hovels than before, some elaborately made; one had several bicycled affixed to its roof, and another was equipped with punching bag and speed bag. One wonders if the resident of that home has had an aggressive life.

It was good to see Brittany, Pearce and Paul again. The flames and smoke gave us no bother from so far away, and there are always plenty of rocks to skip across the water.

raindancer

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August 7, 2012 at 1:13 am

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Descent of the Day #1362

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The hardest part of climbing onto the roof is the descent. Dangling yourself off the ledge summons a certain sort of doubt you don’t feel often, and it can be very difficult to shake.

The view from atop our house is quite nice, though, and gives a perspective of the neighborhood we don’t get otherwise. Our neighbors’ homes are filled with life – pigeon coops and chalk games and puzzled puppies – and on the ground we never pay any attention to them.

The roof tiles are all pleasantly warm, and when you lie down to absorb the heat you can see the tiny colored grains of gravel that give the tiles their texture. It would be a lovely place for a nap, if it weren’t so dangerous.

carrion suite

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June 15, 2012 at 12:23 am

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River of the Day #1356

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I’ve missed so many of my friends’ performances this year, by I finally managed to see one more before the end – the gospel choir concert, voiced in part by Peace and Paul. This is music meant to pull people in, to raise spirits and draw out smiles, and by the end of the show everyone was all grins.

Paul actually lead one of the songs, singing to us of the River of Joy that runs through heaven, and he performed brilliantly. Inspiration is contagious; I love to see when people share their excitement, and it flows easily to everyone around them.

oh, sinners, let’s go down

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June 9, 2012 at 1:29 am

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