Archive for November of 2009
November 24, 2009
Sarah and the Buckeye Blockheads
I wish I could say I'm amazed, but I can't. The fact is that I've known a lot of people like this from back home, and I frankly don't know what can be done to get them to come to their senses. I'm immensely proud to be a Buckeye, especially last Saturday, but it's things like this that leave me embarrassed and close to despair.
(From NewLeftMedia, h/t Matt Yglesias via Ramou)
November 20, 2009
One night he was telling me about his last visit with N., showing me pictures on his mobile that were getting increasingly racy. "You won't believe what she was doing," he gushed, "listen to this ...", and I started to recognize which way this was going. He was gathering momentum, pretty soon nothing be able to stop him.
"Whoa, whoa," I broke in, "wait a minute, don't tell me everything you're doing with your girlfriend!"
He looked back at me skeptically. "Why? We know we can trust each other. Why does there have to be something we can't talk about? Does there have to be something sacred?"
November 17, 2009
WIE GEHT DAS MIT DER LEIDENSCHAFT?
WAS BRAUCHT MAN FÜR EINE POSITIVE LEBENSEINSTELLUNG?
WIE ENTSTEHT MUT?
WELCHE FARBE HAT ANGST UND WIE KANN ICH SIE UNSICHTBAR MACHEN?
WOHER KOMMT DER MENSCH UND WOHIN GEHT ER AM ENDE?
WIE FÜHLT SICH PERSÖNLICHER ERFOLG AN?
WANN WAR EIN LEBEN LEBENSWERT?
WO FINDE ICH, WAS ICH SUCHE?
ICH BIN BEREIT, NACHMITTAG.
WENN DU ANTWORTEN FÜR MICH HAST, GIB MIR BITTE EIN ZEICHEN.
ICH BIN DORT, WO ICH IMMER BIN.
IM GEIST. IM BAUCH.
IM MOMENT ZUHAUSE.
November 02, 2009
On This Special Occasion ...
My birthday present back to everyone else