Archive for June, 2007

Ancient Oaks Logo

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Life |

Ancient Oaks Logo, originally uploaded by cptcrayon. A logo design I’ve been working on this morning.

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Mother’s Day Rose

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Life |

Mother’s Day Rose, originally uploaded by cptcrayon. Sabrina gave my mother a dozen of these roses for mother’s day.

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Listening Eyes

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Thoughts, Writing |

He stared past my eyes, right through me. I answered his simple question, glancing this way and that. Making little wisecracks. Making little talk. Feeling the weight of his eyes, I turned back. No expression on his sun-weathered face, just two deeply listening eyes. As I spoke, he clung onto each word. Felt their texture. [...]

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A Dangerous Business

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Unwarranted Advice And Words of Wisdom |

“It’s a dangerous business, going out of your door. You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.”—J.R.R. Tolkien Walking is a lost art. Not the exercise driven, new-fashioned treadmills and oval-shaped park tracks kind of walking, but the meandering conversation, [...]

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The Meaning of Web 2.0

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Things I Wasted Time On That Might Actually Be Useful, Thoughts |

You know that confused apprehension you feel when you forget how to eat carrots? Something like, “I really should know how to eat this carrot properly” or “I wish this carrot were a cantaloupe. Because if this carrot were a cantaloupe, I’d know how I ought to devour it.” My reaction? “I wonder if there’s [...]

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On Coming Home

Posted on June 27, 2007. Filed under: Life, Writing |

I’m leaving and never coming back. A few years to live And even more to die, So I’m leaving my rucksack And saying goodbye. You’ll never see me again. Goodbye. And not “’til we meet again.” Goodbye. Goodbye, goodbye.

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