tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58681792012-02-16T08:32:33.863-05:00This is this. It aint something else.If I say its safe to surf this beach Captain, then its safe to surf this beach. I mean I'm not afraid to surf this place, I'll surf this whole fucking place.Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1086960108713058172004-06-11T09:21:00.000-04:002004-06-11T09:21:48.713-04:00 YosemiteKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1086640789893075222004-06-07T16:36:00.000-04:002004-06-07T17:59:48.030-04:00I am starting to plan the travel.Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1086474332860353382004-06-05T18:16:00.000-04:002004-06-05T18:25:32.860-04:00Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1086473796205433372004-06-05T18:13:00.000-04:002004-06-05T18:16:36.206-04:00I certainly think that it is better to be impetuous than cautious, for fortune is a woman, and it is necessary...to conquer her by force. - MachiavelliKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1082085969496219932004-04-15T23:26:00.000-04:002004-05-13T13:39:02.963-04:00This is not the final post in this blog. Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1081194447625039222004-04-05T15:47:00.000-04:002004-04-05T15:51:11.750-04:00If you think about it, there is alot of things to do which would be detrimental to alot of things.Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1081193676812283552004-04-05T15:34:00.000-04:002004-04-05T15:38:21.043-04:00So were delayed a day before the beach. In the meantime i've discovered a very important secret. The secret to happiness is to stop thinking. How do you do it? Painfully.Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1081185746585535422004-04-05T13:22:00.000-04:002004-04-05T13:26:10.826-04:00To buy, or not to buy. If Hamlet were written today, this would be the all emcompassing question.Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1081054814574630152004-04-04T00:00:00.000-05:002004-04-04T00:10:31.840-05:00I, for instance, have a great deal of AMOUR PROPRE. I am as suspicious and prone to take offence as a humpback or a dwarf. But upon my word I sometimes have had moments when if I had happened to be slapped in the face I should, perhaps, have been positively glad of it. I say, in earnest, that I should probably have been able to discover even in that a peculiar sort of enjoyment--the enjoyment, ofKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1081054747637370372004-04-03T23:59:00.000-05:002004-04-04T00:04:17.170-05:00I am a sick man. ... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don't consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors. Besides, I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine, anyway (I am well-educated enoughKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1080629213202749422004-03-30T01:46:00.000-05:002004-04-03T23:58:03.186-05:00 LinktoComments('c30') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1080248895883612632004-03-25T16:08:00.000-05:002004-03-25T19:21:02.186-05:00It's a burden for us even to be men- men with real flesh, our own bodies and blood; we're ashamed of it, we consider it a disgrace, and keep trying to be some unprecendented omni-men. We're stillborn, and have long ceased to be born of living fathers, and we like this more and more. We're acquiring a taste for it. Soon we'll contrive to be born somehow from an idea. But enough; I don't want to Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1079910252402639042004-03-21T18:04:00.000-05:002004-03-21T18:23:23.733-05:00 bridge LinktoComments('c27') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1078878022927492142004-03-09T19:20:00.000-05:002004-03-09T19:25:06.500-05:00 LinktoComments('c26') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1078347893066372962004-03-03T16:04:00.000-05:002004-03-03T16:08:21.483-05:00 LinktoComments('c25') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1078169210737727722004-03-01T14:26:00.000-05:002004-03-01T14:31:24.826-05:00 Cayce, SC LinktoComments('c24') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1077916484739375092004-02-27T16:14:00.000-05:002004-04-03T23:58:23.500-05:00Someone has a camera... LinktoComments('c23') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1077908670117652512004-02-27T14:04:00.000-05:002004-02-27T22:55:37.700-05:00I have taken a hostage, but it turns out- he likes me. So now we are co-conspirators. Update: After some conspiring tonight, he posed for this shot: LinktoComments('c22') ">CommentKaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1077600119241774232004-02-24T00:21:00.000-05:002004-02-24T00:51:39.920-05:00 I threw my back out today, im like an old man now. I walked for an hour up the tracks. CSX freight trains...all the doors cclosed...none stopped...I stood so close...train 124 headed north to Asheville which was a minute long, and another shorter towards Charleston, that I did not get the number to. LinktoComments('c20') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1077558712787568692004-02-23T12:51:00.000-05:002004-02-23T18:17:25.873-05:00Damn, sometimes I have such brilliant, perfect ideas I want to kick something. LinktoComments('c19') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1077117004205454342004-02-18T10:10:00.000-05:002004-02-18T10:27:42.810-05:00 takagi masakatsu is really cool. LinktoComments('c17') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076902771404864522004-02-15T22:39:00.000-05:002004-02-15T22:42:32.543-05:00 Theres the very nice-looking backside of my soon to be camera, the Canon Powershot G3... LinktoComments('c16') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076875758819662352004-02-15T15:09:00.000-05:002004-02-24T01:07:08.840-05:00An article on music piracy. LinktoComments('ccc') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076875492612377792004-02-15T15:04:00.000-05:002004-02-24T01:00:01.483-05:00 For three days its been raining and thats a long time for it to be rainy. It's also a good opportunity to think about the dvd release of return of the king. Which is a long time away. Which makes me wonder why its a good time to think about that. I have enough money now to buy my camera, and soon this will be my outlet for photos. Photos and text. LinktoComments('cc') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076699147044741452004-02-13T14:05:00.000-05:002004-02-13T15:40:56.763-05:00 Fiberoptics. Computers are so old. I'd much rather go for a walk then be on a computer. LinktoComments('c13') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076553377491047582004-02-11T21:36:00.000-05:002004-02-11T22:13:57.496-05:00 Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1076378806732129052004-02-09T21:06:00.000-05:002004-03-05T18:22:10.123-05:00I am happy and extremely tired. Tonight I heard that writing is about communication, not about expression. The clearer you communicate, the more effective the writing. It raises the question, wouldn't pop literature be the best writing as opposed to literary? Obviously not. I don't think one genre has the one up on any other, and how well you communicate in that genre- would be how well you Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1075859987692356392004-02-03T20:59:00.000-05:002004-02-13T23:48:12.826-05:00 LinktoComments('c111') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1075398874937286322004-01-29T12:54:00.000-05:002004-01-30T13:59:40.436-05:00 Alright, my amateur attempts at bodywork on my truck paid off. It's finished. In other news, today is just fantastic. Cold and sunny. LinktoComments('c10') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1075398649557443922004-01-29T12:50:00.000-05:002004-01-29T12:59:18.233-05:00 At this point I care very much about the world. And at the point where the pavement ends I care very little. But do you understand, I cry to him, do you understand that along with happiness, in the exact same way and in perfectly equal proportion, man also needs unhappiness! Demons,-- Dostoyevsky LinktoComments('c9') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1075396680269842112004-01-29T12:18:00.000-05:002004-01-29T13:05:18.250-05:00 Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1075139627192322372004-01-26T12:53:00.000-05:002004-03-05T10:58:06.810-05:00 LinktoComments('c3') ">Comment Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868179.post-1074704494745471182004-01-21T12:01:00.000-05:002004-01-27T09:06:30.873-05:00In alot of ways Base 047 is a prima-donna society- depends on who you ask. There are many who are emotional. Mars is not the god of war, Mars is just emotional. We just model our base after her. Lots of enemies want to come to our base.. Base 047, only 60 and still ruddy- there is no reason why...as I step on the edge of my cubicle and view the greenhouse from Section A- and my teacher is Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18277384232924998562noreply@blogger.com0