Archive for October, 2004
Friday, October 22nd, 2004
October's moth: Lesser Spotted Desk Moth.
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Thursday, October 21st, 2004
Teresa Heinz Kerry apologized to Mrs. Bush for her coments on Tuesday: "I had forgotten that Mrs. Bush had worked as a schoolteacher and librarian, and there couldn't be a more important job than teaching our children." Good enough. Or is it?
Mrs. Heinz Kerry hasn't quite completely pulled ...
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
Pablo Martinez Monsivais, AP: You'd be different from Laura Bush?
Teh-rey-zah Heinz-Kerry: Well, you know, I don't know Laura Bush. But she seems to be calm, and she has a sparkle in her eye, which is good. But I don't know that she's ever had a real job — I mean, ...
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
The grist of labor turns;
Love's hope burns
An arc around the mill.
Some wheat may spill
From time to time
And tragic rhyme
Is dusted on the floor.
Pay no heed, for at the door
Are workmen and a wagon.
They pause to drink the harvest flagon.
They laugh, and stack their wain with flour
And pay us in an ...
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
This is just a single stage in a production process which literally took years.
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Saturday, October 16th, 2004
Two fevers,
two minutes,
two helix' hopes,
two choices,
too many promises
too quickly broken,
two tragic heroes
too many (et
tu Brute?)
to taste my own bitter tongue,
to trust you
to begin again.
Two years later,
two saner heads with
two more strands of gray hair are
too sad to speak, with
two point two billion seconds
to spare.
© 2002, Joel Helbling. All rights ...
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Tuesday, October 12th, 2004
I was on the phone, waiting for my sister to finish her sentence so I could pause the conversation and tell my guest there was some grub on the stove. It was simple fare: whole wheat spaghetti with some concoction by Paul Newman for sauce.
"Hang on, sis, I got ...
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Saturday, October 9th, 2004
I recorded and mixed a rendition of k-sra's Wichita, performed by John of Belfry, The. The recording seemed to go ok, but I think when I mixed it I stirred it the wrong way.
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Thursday, October 7th, 2004
That Sinking Feeling
I look back, down my outstretched arm, at the pale, cold and delicate hand of The Girl, and feel an ache inside. She clutches closed her black wool overcoat with her other hand, haphazardly concealing the satin nightgown underneath. Her winter boots beat their own otherworldly ...
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