A Normal Life

re-hash

2010-09-21T17:27:00.003-04:00

some stuff i pasted together for my portfolio class a couple of years ago, hadnt touched photoshop in like 10 years at this point.

2010-09-12T09:46:00.004-04:00

we stand in life at midnight, we are always on the threshold of a new dawn. - Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

All Things Must Pass

2010-09-05T22:50:00.003-04:00

things disintegrate over time. things need time to grow. some more than others.

Townes Van Zandt

2010-01-05T23:14:00.005-05:00

there's a couple of doritos chips in this picture.

Pumpkin Pictures

2009-11-06T11:26:00.001-05:00

Speak Out

2009-10-25T22:18:00.000-04:00

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

Martin Luther King Jr.

Georgia Guidestones

2009-09-16T21:01:00.001-04:00

I Make

2009-09-16T17:49:00.002-04:00

for some reason ive been attracted to lines for about a month now. im pretty sure lines are awesome. probably.

Interstellar Regions

2009-08-31T15:25:00.002-04:00

This is what I do at school. I steal images and put them on top of each other and make posters.

My Home Is Colorado

2009-08-25T20:16:00.002-04:00

Prospect Hummer

2009-08-10T22:15:00.002-04:00

I have delicately moved through your night,
I have silently crept along your gutters,
I have called upon your moons and slept deep under your boughs.
And yet, still I lie in dream upon dream- waking for every
single light.

I am that giant, I AM THAT GIANT.

2009-07-29T17:53:00.001-04:00

Poemetry

2009-06-08T21:17:00.002-04:00

I sing a low tune upon your heavy white heart.

Wisht I Had

2009-06-04T09:22:00.002-04:00

A NOISELESS PATIENT SPIDER

2009-05-31T23:41:00.000-04:00

A NOISELESS, patient spider,
I mark’d, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated;
Mark’d how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
Ever unreeling them—ever tirelessly speeding them.

And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing,—seeking the spheres, to connect them;
Till the bridge you will need, be form’d—till the ductile anchor hold;
Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul. - Walt Whitman

Summation of Jewish holidays and festivals

2009-04-12T10:38:00.000-04:00

"They tried to kill us, we survived, let's eat!"

2009-03-21T23:20:00.000-04:00

Interim Problem Report 119V-0080

2009-03-18T23:39:00.002-04:00

"The bat eventually became 'Interim Problem Report 119V-0080' after the ICE team finished their walkdown," the memo said. "Systems Engineering and Integration performed a debris analysis on him and ultimately a Launch Commit Criteria waiver to ICE-01 was written to accept the stowaway."

This isn't the first time a bat has attempted to travel into space. Another bat was seen clinging to the side of the external tank attached to the shuttle Endeavour on its STS-72 flight in 1996. That one maybe have been a bit more cautious, though: It flew away to safety right before launch.

Coincidentally, an astronaut aboard that flight, Koichi Wakata of Japan, also flew on Discovery this week, making him the first spaceflyer to share two rides with bats.

Quote

2009-03-17T23:05:00.001-04:00

“We cultivate imported shrubs in our front yards for the beauty of their berries, while at last equally beautiful berries grow unregarded by us in the surrounding fields.”

– Henry David Thoreau, Wild Fruits, Chapter 1

2009-02-10T10:12:00.001-05:00

Chance favors a prepared mind, no?

Crossing, J.R. Oppenheimer

2009-01-31T21:16:00.001-05:00

Crossing

It was evening when we came to the river
With a low moon over the desert
That we had lost in the mountains, forgotten,
What with the cold and the sweating
And the ranges barring the sky.
And when we found it again,
In the dry hills down by the river,
Have withered, we had hot winds against us.
There were two palms by the landing;
The yuccas were flowering; there was
A light on the far shore, and tamarisks.
We waited a long time, in silence
Then we heard the oars creaking
And afterwards, I remember,
The boatman called to us.
We did not look back at the mountains.

J.R. Oppenheimer

Dwayne

2008-12-31T16:08:00.000-05:00

sky n' wars

2008-12-25T11:20:00.000-05:00

Facebook Ad

2008-12-23T09:01:00.001-05:00

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Once you roll with it you will never look at shaving the same way again! See advantages.

Give One, Get One.

Beale Street Love

2008-11-10T21:50:00.001-05:00

Langston Hughes

Love
Is a brown man's fist
With hard knuckles
Crushing the lips
Blackening the eyes, --
Hit me again,
Says Clorinda.

Pictures

2008-11-10T16:24:00.001-05:00

2008-09-22T13:23:00.001-04:00

Just because you feel it, doesn't mean it's there.

Just because you don't feel it, doesn't mean it's not there.

I Own You

2008-09-08T17:56:00.004-04:00

A Good Evening

2008-09-03T17:09:00.002-04:00

You, me, my apartment and Iron & Wine.

2008-08-26T21:47:00.001-04:00

"The morning wind forever blows, the poem of creation is uninterrupted; but few are the ears that hear it. Olympus is but the outside of the earth everywhere."

Now I'm a fat house cat

2008-08-22T06:49:00.001-04:00

Have I found you, Flightless Bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, American Mouth?

2008-08-18T15:38:00.002-04:00

my endless summer has ended

Where I Live

2008-08-14T15:43:00.002-04:00

the Unofficial Elder Scrolls Pages, your source for The Elder Scrolls since 1995.

some poemsssss!

2008-07-13T11:32:00.003-04:00

stone cold cloud
wonder when the rain
storming heavy drops,
consume everything you know.

"And love in the still of the star-flecked night...
Has lifted my heart like the chords of song....

And though I have not understood all this,
Made up of a laugh and a wail,
I think that the God of the world knows all,
And some day will tell the tale." Max Ehrmann

"BEER" by Charles Bukowski
I don't know how many bottles of beer
I have consumed while waiting for things
to get better
I dont know how much wine and whisky
and beer
mostly beer
I have consumed after
splits with women-
waiting for the phone to ring
waiting for the sound of footsteps,
and the phone to ring
waiting for the sounds of footsteps,
and the phone never rings
until much later
and the footsteps never arrive
until much later
when my stomach is coming up
out of my mouth
they arrive as fresh as spring flowers:
"what the hell have you done to yourself?
it will be 3 days before you can fuck me!"

the female is durable
she lives seven and one half years longer
than the male, and she drinks very little beer
because she knows its bad for the figure.

while we are going mad
they are out
dancing and laughing
with horney cowboys.

well, there's beer
sacks and sacks of empty beer bottles
and when you pick one up
the bottle fall through the wet bottom
of the paper sack
rolling
clanking
spilling gray wet ash
and stale beer,
or the sacks fall over at 4 a.m.
in the morning
making the only sound in your life.

beer
rivers and seas of beer
the radio singing love songs
as the phone remains silent
and the walls stand
straight up and down
and beer is all there is.

Baseball

2008-07-12T19:07:00.001-04:00

Sonic Youth

2008-07-06T23:00:00.000-04:00

You Still Playin' Sega?

2008-06-29T13:19:00.002-04:00

The Cool Kids

flex, flip, get wit.

"There's one thing to know about this town, it's five hundred miles under ground but that's ok."

Old Devil Hate

2008-06-27T17:54:00.001-04:00

2008-06-17T19:24:00.001-04:00

"You're going to pass something down no matter what you do or if you do nothing. Even if you let yourself go fallow, the weeds will grow and the brambles. Something will grow."

Summer News

2008-06-12T20:12:00.002-04:00

finished The Slave States by Frederick Law Olmsted.

working on East of Eden by John Steinbeck.

working in a college cafeteria.

"No worry then but how to find a good stone, not round exactly but flattened and water-shaped, to use in a sling pouch cut from a discarded shoe. Where did all the good stones go, and all the simplicity?"

I see people walking around, they look like trees.

"To the stars on the wings of a pig."

2008-05-18T18:27:00.000-04:00

Books

2008-05-16T11:21:00.001-04:00

finished Generation X, now ready to move onto Shampoo Planet.

"Simply delicious!"

Pictures

2008-04-29T16:01:00.009-04:00

A break from Finals for picture posting.

Evil Ipod

2008-04-28T22:49:00.002-04:00

my Ipod decided to delete all my music.

no more Silver Jews on sunsets.

no more SF59 on road trips.

no more American History/Culture/Sasquatch.

no more Bob.

no more American Railroad Songs.

damn. make a brotha get angry.

Bloggerino

2008-04-27T01:03:00.004-04:00

Only the individual who is solitary is like a thing subject to profound law, and if he goes out into the morning that is just beginning, or looks out into the evening that is full of things happening, and if he feels what is going on there, then his whole situation drops from him as from a dead man, although he stands in the very midst of life. -Rilke

slide from history of achitecture class

2008-04-20T20:34:00.000-04:00

2008-04-14T21:58:00.001-04:00

Things Occupying My Mind

2008-04-10T12:49:00.002-04:00

Drawing in Sketchup. 76 Tulip Poplars. 767 Cinnamon Ferns.

Listening to Pandora, getting heavy distortion/reverb 80s pop bands. good stuff.

Getting ready for Men's Weekend ( Blue Ridge Georgia, beer, basketball, Big Lebowski )

2008-04-05T08:44:00.001-04:00

irrigation weekend workshop, classes 8-6. sat, sun.

the Toro corporation speaker looks like Alfred Turley.

2008-04-01T21:38:00.002-04:00

i guess the only bad thing about trying to kill a cockroach is if you miss it, it just might fall down on the table right next to your bed. my b, mr cockroach.

2008-03-27T11:41:00.000-04:00

Carhenge.

2008-03-19T20:59:00.001-04:00

The faster he mows it, the faster he grows it. - Dr. Seuss

Burrga Tine

2008-03-10T16:27:00.006-04:00

http://idisk.mac.com/delvyn-Public?view=web

what an awesome name for an album. good job boys.

La Da Dee Dee Da Dah The World's Such a Wonderful Place

2008-03-08T14:28:00.003-05:00

"I could sleep, when I lived alone.

Is there a ghost in my house?"

Recovering from a severly harsh attack of the flu, ready for spring break.

I plan on walking around town a lot, finding forests, sleeping and eating well.

Stealing rare concert posters,
Reading lots of newspapers,
Reading lots of architecture and design books,
Thinking about Shlomo Aronson's Airport Designs,

just straight-up, ghetto-booty, cornbread-eatin, mad-flow havin', bearn-growin' Spring Love.

Boo-Ya

2008-03-02T17:31:00.000-05:00

"Congratulations, you have successfully submitted your registration information to The National Beard Registry!"

Beard Cap

2008-03-01T19:35:00.001-05:00

http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.doobybrain.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/beard-cap.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.doobybrain.com/2007/11/19/want-beard-cap/&h=432&w=576&sz=30&hl=en&start=33&um=1&tbnid=Wcv_Z26qDxPGFM:&tbnh=101&tbnw=134&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbeard%26start%3D18%26ndsp%3D18%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4SUNA_enUS232US235%26sa%3DN

2008-02-25T09:50:00.001-05:00

one day in the middle of studio, im going to jump up, rip off my shirt and yell, "Altered Beast!!!!!"

2008-02-24T11:16:00.001-05:00

"I see in the near future a crisis approaching that unnerves me and causes me to tremble for the safety of my country. . . . corporations have been enthroned and an era of corruption in high places will follow, and the money power of the country will endeavor to prolong its reign by working upon the prejudices of the people until all wealth is aggregated in a few hands and the Republic is destroyed."

-- U.S. President Abraham Lincoln, Nov. 21, 1864
(letter to Col. William F. Elkins)
Ref: The Lincoln Encyclopedia, Archer H. Shaw (Macmillan, 1950, NY)

2008-02-23T18:21:00.002-05:00

beats dats slammin'

2008-02-21T12:05:00.000-05:00

2008-02-20T21:25:00.003-05:00

when you are malleable people love you, because you are forged by their own work at the anvil. when you are no longer malleable, the blacksmiths look at you and detest the thing that stands before them.

but some look at what has been forged, and rejoice, for here is something in and of itself.

Haiku

2008-02-18T10:25:00.000-05:00

Haikus are easy
but sometimes they don't make sense
refridgerator

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford

2008-02-17T15:19:00.001-05:00

I'm the oldest son of a crazy man.

I'm in a cowboy band. - Bob Dylan

2008-02-12T11:53:00.000-05:00

www.menarebetterthanwomen.com

Back in Black

2008-02-11T09:26:00.001-05:00

unbeknownst friend

2008-02-10T15:01:00.000-05:00

wintry fingers slip quietly in beside you.

2008-02-09T08:46:00.001-05:00

no country for old men is good.

there will be blood is good.

2008-02-05T23:17:00.000-05:00

whiskey n coke + beer + 5 dollar buy in Texas Hold 'Em = 30 Dollars richer.

+ $55 on the semester.

Reeve and Jessie Hunter

2008-01-31T10:33:00.000-05:00

They finally got married, he got em' a keeper!

1000

2008-01-28T21:20:00.000-05:00

my ipod decided to give me beautiful music this evening, to help me during my modular pavement model making.

american history/culture experiments

microphones

bob dylan

does it get any better?

doubt it.

2008-01-25T19:18:00.000-05:00

like the hem of an old, old garment- sitting aside from the day- sitting aside from the wasteful day- wasting away like acorns lining the gutters-beginning like the fresh new soil piling up under the washing machine- beginning like new hair singed from the days breath-warmer than the warmest hug-older than the oldest bird- louder than the loudest tree- undercover like the worm in your food- sitting right there, next to you.

"Well, okay, you're not privy to all the new shit, so uh, you know,
but that's what you pay me for."

2008-01-16T17:04:00.000-05:00

doing some spring cleaning in january.

reading "slave states" by Frederick Law Olmsted, renouned landscape architect ( see Central Park).

i would say that sums it up.

2008-01-11T17:35:00.000-05:00

taint blorgged in a while.

saw Heima.

want to move to europe.

want garden.

want wind to blow.

ATaliens

2007-12-26T17:23:00.000-05:00

Totally Awesome

2007-12-19T21:52:00.001-05:00

I sold my old pair of Totally Thrashed shoes on Ebay for $20.

The lengths that Chuck fans will go to.

On a different note, I found out Reeve is in a new band. What a sneaky fellow, thinks he can play music without us knowing.

They caught him on Youtube, he is playing guitar and singing, you'll notice him right away. Click the link for the video on Reeve's website.

Good stuff Reeve.

2007-12-17T21:18:00.000-05:00

Powerthirsty.

time to read some Doogie, and i dont mean Houser.

2007-12-17T11:25:00.000-05:00

2007-12-15T00:39:00.001-05:00

I'm not a ghost, I'm covered in flour.

the final days

2007-12-13T12:33:00.000-05:00

everyday around lunchtime, outside the Ecology school, three professors play bluegrass tunes.

you can simply sit on granite walls, basking under Riverbirch, near reflecting ponds filled with fish and aquatic plantings, and listen to the sounds that maybe once inhabited the area, before the school's foundation, before the cotton boom across piedmont georgia, after the removal of the inhabitants of the land, during the drought of 2007, during the wars of the 90s and 2000s.

whispering among the reeds of the river oats, passing with every cloud, wanting with the dry soil,

begging like the quiet buildings full of books, begging for someone to come, read, list, learn. act.

utterly enjoyable.

2007-12-12T14:11:00.000-05:00

im sitting in a cafe.

the cafe reeks of cleaning products.

the cafe shares a room with some kind of church.

everything is clean.

the coffee is horrible.

noone seems to notice the VOCs that we are breathing.

there is shitty music playing on a shitty radio.

it seems as if everyone here is expecting a clean god, a white god.

a white god who loves synthetic chemicals.

God in three persons, mysterious

2007-12-11T23:04:00.000-05:00

Electioneering

2007-12-08T23:19:00.000-05:00

What lengths do we go to, to sell?

The Apostle Paul said I came not with convincing words, but by the power of the Holy Spirit.

Did we lose something?

Do we fear that there is no power in the Holy Spirit?

Do we think His power is something that we associate with power?

Blessed are the poor in spirit. The meek shall inherit the kingdom.

That prophet sat on the mountain, seeking the Lord.

He came with a still small voice. He was not in the thunder, He was not in the earthquake, He was not in the powerful wind.

A still, small,

voice.

Less Miserables?

2007-12-05T08:49:00.001-05:00

Update

2007-12-01T23:02:00.000-05:00

Lots of John Steinbeck.
The God of Small Things - Arundhati Roy.
Till We Have Faces - Clive Staples Lewis.
Slave States - Fredrick Law Olmsted.
Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee - Dee Brown.

Also, I bought a shitload of Douglas Coupland, and I'm not being let down at all.

Am I ever going to read a crappy book?

Doubt it.

Trumpeteering

2007-11-29T18:57:00.001-05:00

i am the proud owner of a $50 trumpet. im gonna oil it, im gonna play it.

your words do not go unnoticed

2007-11-24T13:05:00.001-05:00

ive heard there is someone who likes to read this on occasion, but that maybe the increase in my cussing is a hinderance. well, with all foul words aside, i write to you, dear friend, these hopefully free words:

Upon the Elysian fields and slow waves of a shore

Behind the meadow where hearts adore

Below the streams of winter's speed

Beside the wind, cradled in night-

There you will find me

Wondering in a fair skyes words

Whispering to all who would hear goodnight.

Throw not thy pearls to swine

Behind a veiled, winter glass.

Touching the new growth, out of dead.

The air in the valley.

Planting.

What is the most powerful form of communication?

Breathe but an hour.

thats for you, fair friend.

The Ghost of Carl

2007-11-17T14:48:00.000-05:00

2007-11-12T13:09:00.001-05:00

Wish List updated.

buy me something cheap.

2007-11-08T19:03:00.000-05:00

25% of our homeless people in america are military veterans.

I feel like a stranger.

2007-11-05T17:35:00.000-05:00

Grow unto me.

I feel like a stranger.

the acorns are huddled in the gutter.

Morning Hymns

2007-11-02T10:02:00.000-04:00

MY FRIENDS WHY SHOULD WE LIVE

My friends, why should we live?
Life is an idle war, a toilsome peace;
Today I would not give
One small consent for its securest ease.

Shall we out-wear the year
In our pavilions on its dusty plain
And yet no signal hear
To strike our tents and take the road again?

Or else drag up the slope
The heavy ordinance of nature's train?
Useless but in the hope,
Some far remote and heavenward hill to gain.

NATURE

O nature I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy quire,
To be a meteor in the sky
Or comet that may range on high,
Only a zephyr that may blow
Among the reeds by the river low.
Give me thy most privy place
Where to run my airy race.
In some withdrawn unpublic mead
Let me sigh upon a reeed,
Or in the woods with leafy din
Whisper the still evening in,
For I had rather be thy child
And pupil in the forest wild
Than be the king of men elsewhere
And most sovereign slave of care
To have one moment of thy dawn
Than share the city's year forlorn.
Some still work give me to do
Only be it near you.

Henry David Thoreau

home for the weekend

2007-10-29T11:43:00.000-04:00

a mustache blog.

2007-10-24T20:01:00.000-04:00

We are waiting for the leaves to fall.
We are waiting.

Jesus F**king Christ

2007-10-18T11:54:00.000-04:00

Neely Comics has made another hilarious video. The Professor Brothers bring us:

Jesus F**king Christ

My Wishlist

2007-10-10T18:54:00.000-04:00

I just pumped up My Wish List, so if you want to buy me something now, or for Christmas, then go right ahead!

Also, if your name is Reeve Hunter, then just mail me my fucking book!

2007-10-08T19:26:00.001-04:00

I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
Methinks,
For milder weather.
A bunch of violets without their roots,
And sorrel intermixed,
Encircled by a wisp of straw
Once coiled about their shoots,
The law
By which I'm fixed.
A nosegay which Time clutched from out
Those fair Elysian fields,
With weeds and broken stems, in haste,
Doth make the rabble rout
That waste
The day he yields.
And here I bloom for a short hour unseen,
Drinking my juices up,
With no root in the land
To keep my branches green,
But stand
In a bare cup.
Some tender buds were left upon my stem
In mimicry of life,
But ah! the children will not know,
Till time has withered them,
The woe
With which they're rife.
But now I see I was not plucked for naught,
And after in life's vase
Of glass set while I might survive,
But by a kind hand brought
Alive
To a strange place.
That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours,
And by another year,
Such as God knows, with freer air,
More fruits and fairer flowers
Will bear,
While I droop here. - Henry David Thoreau

2007-10-01T10:27:00.000-04:00

If you are offering someone something for free, you are assuming atleast one of two things:

1. That what you are offering, they don't have.
2. That what you are offering is better than what they already have.

This can offend many people.

Achieving Men

2007-09-27T20:28:00.000-04:00

im growing Rosemary and Lemon Balm.

i wonder what Henry David Thoreau would have to say about http://www.myspace.com

?

im finding so much fucking inspiration.

so much inspiration from so many places.

places you wouldnt guess, places you wouldnt normally see.

places people forgot.

some people.

Remembering a day

2007-09-21T12:36:00.000-04:00

This is an excerpt from a previous post:

"Just like Brandon and I did at the coveworks, I have now portioned the day off into albums. A full eight hour day is approxamately 10 good albums.
My Playlist For The Day
1. All of Death Cab For Cutie (except their newest one)
2. All of Anathallo (except for their new one)
3. Dirt A War To Restore ( I don't know if they have a new one)

After meeting and exceeding my box quota by 1/4 of a box, I retired to a vacant row of shelves, found a new chair to recline in, and tested my color blindness against color coordinated files.

Yep, I'm still pretty damn color blind.

Then my coworker who is a Hard Brotha named Pierre, came and found me. Then we talked about how dumb our boss is, then we talked about the Betsy Smith Strut ( It's basically Freaknik for Chattanooge), and we talked about how Sista's ALWAYS like a tall skinny white boy.

I need to go this year and get some play, cause "I got moves like Mr. Miyagi had.."

Then I drove home and found out that my Death Cab For Cutie black hoodie and sky blue shirt had arrived.
Hoodie: fits well, keeping.
Shirt: too tight, exchanging.

I plan on walking 3 miles in my new hoodie this evening, then settling down to some BADASS fried chicken."

JAMC

2007-09-13T19:37:00.001-04:00

" Do you remember the J.A.M.C.? " - Death Cab For Cutie