Hey Baby,
Another day done. You are eight hours closer to our return than I am. That is a strange thought.
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I dunno. I am feeling low tonight. I don't how much I feel like writing. I will try anyway.
I slept in this morning after being up so late last night. I went out to the track at two. My mom had three horses in. She ran two third places and one second. This weekend she ran two thirds, two seconds and one win. That's pretty good. She was disappointed today. She thought she could win a couple of the races today. Horse racing is cruel that way. My mom is doing well it seems. 32 horses is a lot of responsibility, but I have always known she is capable of such a task. It is hard for me to be unbiased, but I have always thought of her as the best trainer. I can say without fear of impartial judgement that she really cares for all of her horses. After the races we sat at the barn for a while waiting for Perry. In that time I acquainted myself with my mom's cats. Emmy and Fat Cat. They are good cats. Fat Cat is a cool dude and Emmy is real sweet. I also played with the horses a bit. Horses are so smart. Their eyes are so telling of their character. When Perry showed up we went and ate dinner again.
I don't have to tell you it was another corporate restaurant. I am thankful for the meals, regardless. I had a veggie burger. My mom had a chicken pot pie and Perry had prime rib that looked raw. After dinner I dropped them off and came home. I fed the dogs and uploaded the pictures I had taken. When they finished we went for a walk. The sky would light the path with lightening. There was only the flash of light without thunder. The storm looked like it was over Aurora. After wandering around we came home.
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I love you my wife.
Your husband.
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| Classy Dude |
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| Fat Cat |
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auspice - auspice - a term that may interest you.
ReplyDeleteI want to get some of this guy's books. I'm super interested in his writing on the threshold. The in between spaces. A different way to organize our realities. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mikhail_Bakhtin
How is the Rhizome thing going? You Should look into paralaxis. involves sight, the convergance of two images into one. http://www.websters-dictionary-online.org/Hungarian/paralaxis
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parallax
Have you heard of Ball Lightening?
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ioN-3UWYrY
http://environment.nationalgeographic.com/environment/natural-disasters/lightning-profile/
Derrida - "o begin with, I would like to entrust myself to words that, were it pos- sible, would be naked.
ReplyDeleteNaked in the first place-but this is in order to announce already
that I plan to speak endlessly of nudity and of the nude in philosophy. Starting from Genesis. I would like to choose words that are, to begin
with, naked, quite simply, words from the heart. And to utter these words without repeating myself, without begin-
ning again what I have already said here, more than once. It is said that one must avoid repeating oneself, in order not to give the appearance of training [dressage],already, of a habit or a convention that would in the
long term program the very act of thanking." The human as thinking animal. <3
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
ReplyDeleteThou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Derrida is boring.
ReplyDeleteThat sonnet was in the second post ♢♢♥☺♥♢♢
ReplyDeleteDerrida isn't boring, I am just not the mood to read it. I can find anything boring if I am not in the mood. ▼▲♡✌♡▲▼
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