joyful, joyful
possibilities, freedom
fecundity
fall is my spring
not meeting expectations
meeting needs
feeling friction freely
but letting it slide
no control
responsibilly
limits unavoidable, a blessing
posted by Christian Crumlish 9/14/2000 2:15:45 PM
Uncle John's Blog
Sheesh, it's been a long time since i posted here. Proportion of too busy versus laying low I'm not sure exactly. Had I think my first bonding experience with an old white guy today, in the Servy's coffee joint in the Spreckel Galleria next door. We both agreed that the labels on the half 'n' half and other milktypes thermoses (thermodes? quick, fetch me a Greek) were written in a typeface too small and hard to read. I lamented the disuse of ALL CAPS. He looked on me as a fellow aging guy. Have a good one, I said. You too, said he.
Have been posting an arbitrary cross section of the flood of Grateful Dead related articles and other URLs at the blog named above. I need to work out how to make it public-contributable without divulging my own passwords for my opublish site (I think it's possible and I just need to RTFM in my "spare time"), and then if I edit/moderate/prune it, it could practically write itself (famous last words). It's not threaded though, not for discussion, just supposed to be a useful recent collection of on cross section of my flux.
Note to self: Send Jennifer birthday card today....
posted by Christian Crumlish 9/1/2000 11:09:16 AM
need something more like a 'klog (bac)klog, that is...
posted by Christian Crumlish 7/13/2000 8:18:35 PM
i grow old, i... (part one)
talking to a colleague the other day, i casually mentioned the wimp-rock band America from the early-mid-late-early-mid-'70s and got a blank stare. She pretended to recognize "Horse with No Name" but man did I feel old. She asked me, guardedly, "How old are you... if you don't mind me asking?" 35, I told her, going on 36. "You don't look it." (Another colleague from this company had guessed my age at 28 -- the average there is 24, so that's probably biasing the guesses.)"I'm going bald as fast as I can!" I protested. She gasped and burst out laughing. Timing, I tell you. Time-ING.
posted by Christian Crumlish 6/27/2000 10:52:05 AM
playin' head-cut-off chicken
insanity reigns. when was the last time i updated still breathing? - i guess i ought to since i have another theft to report! i must be getting sloppy, something to worry about. i'm a bachelor this week and in past years i'd have goofed off from my freelance life, and spent a lot of time on the hammock and looking for rents in the patchwork of my soul. this week i'm spending it insanely writing copy for a website client of a consultancy where i'm what they call a "content strategist," while also helping to finish the recommended strategy for the clients' user experience (i'm learning hell of jargon on a going forward basis), while also trying to get my act together for high sierra and my first kimogical fix in months. i haven't danced with abandon in i don't know how long.i did recently get a bunch of cool snapshots turned into cd photos and i'll post them at my site when i get a breather (ha!).
posted by Christian Crumlish 6/27/2000 9:20:19 AM
if it was a snake it'd'a bit me
ok ok i found the orange publish button. i swear it wasn't there before... this is going to be fun
posted by Christian Crumlish 6/22/2000 4:28:04 PM
blog at last blog at last thank godamighty i'm blogged at last
so... after you do Post but not Post & Publish, how do you Publish what you Posted? ... my first try ran into security problems over at ezone... so now i've moved this all to opublish (like you care)... it's chogablog from here on out!
posted by Christian Crumlish 6/22/2000 4:24:28 PM