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Book of the week: Queen of the Damned, by Anne Rice

Fall has always been my favorite time of year for many reasons. I was one of the few kids who actually looked forward to going back to school. I also loved the changing colors where I grew up in the mountains of Northern California, and the change in the air as warm summer days cooled off into crisp autumn afternoons. Then my birthday and Halloween ( Read more... )

So begins another semester. I'm 30 and completely addicted to school. A geek? Naw. It's stuff that's good for my head and fun to do. This semester it's just one class--Digital Photography II. I'm on a break from class now and am actually excited about this teacher. My Digital Photography I teacher was a total wanker. But this guy is terriffic so ( Read more... )

What's wrong with me? I have so much to do (and so much I actually WANT to do), but for the past few weekends, all I do is sleep, and then feel guilty about it. Some people say, "Well, your body must have needed the rest." But I don't fall into that category. I have a regular sleep schedule and I'm rarely ever sleep deprived. That's one of the ( Read more... )

Have you met one of these before? Actually, I can't begin that way, because you can't tell a human tornado by just looking, or notice from one chance encounter. Much in the way that one will never understand the true impact of a tornado by watching the weather channel or the 10 o'clock news. They will never understand the fear that courses through ( Read more... )

Admittedly, I'm not a fan of the local music scene. However, I will make an exception for Obadiah Parker, a Phoenix/Scottsdale band.

Check out their acoustic cover of "Hey Ya" by Outkast at MySpace or DIE.
www.myspace.com/obadiahparker

I could fill volumes of text on the work-related crap that I'm subjected to each day. And I'm not talking about your typical "Office Space" annoyances. I'm talking about stuff I lose sleep over, or that makes me so livid, I can hardly concentrate on my projects ( Read more... )

Everyone dreams. Some people swear they don't, but they do. They just don't have dream recall. Some people remember dreams occasionally. Others remember them every morning. And then there are the freaks (myself included), who not only remember dreams just about every morning, but have such vivid dreams, the details of which are often confused with ( Read more... )

So last Wednesday, I'm minding my own business, driving to work. I'm in a turning lane and the turning arrow is green, so I proceed through the intersection. All of a sudden, there's an explosion of cars and glass flies all over my windshield. I didn't feel any bump or crash, but I sure as hell saw one. But if my car is covered with glass, why didn ( Read more... )

So... I really suck at keeping daily journals, but I often crave a place to vent my opinions on the events of the day, be they microscopic or magnanimous. Plus, the idea of typing things that I wouldn't normally say aloud is rather appealing.

Book of the week: Angela's Ashes