Hi. I've been here in the northeast for almost a week now. I'll post pictures of Maine and Montague later. It is nice not working, of course. The new picture phone is fun. When I get back I'll have to figure out how I'll get my studies started again and how I'm going to test out of math. I don't want to get the equivalent of Sonya's sweatervest guy. Like I wrote a while ago, no more being lazy. It will be nice to get back to the bike too. Later...

I had a big entry typed up but before I could post it my computer froze up. Work was terrible last week so if there is anyone out there who knows of a job which would match me then I'd be eternally grateful. I typed out my long story that ended with me getting a new phone. It's an Audiovox 8900. I can take pictures with it and it holds a myriad of other functions. After today there are three more days until Massachusetts. Y'all have a great one.

I like this woman's site. She's a cook. "god speed your soul, you black emperor."

Well, the class is over. I don't want to make a guess so I'll find out how I did when Jeff mails me back the scantron.

On the work front, I now have more properties with even less time to get them done. Pain in the ass doesn't approach what it is like. I'll be home for a week so maybe then they'll get an earfull of just what an impossible task my routes have become. Friday's isn't bad but I end up heading back to neglected properties then. Aaaargh.

How is it that I can go for a run three days in a row, for about 17 or 18 miles all together and still be heavier today, Monday, than I was on Friday after work? That's just not right.

"Nigritude Ultramarine"

"Worried White House aides paint a portrait of a man on the edge, increasingly wary of those who disagree with him and paranoid of a public that no longer trusts his policies in Iraq or at home."

"The walls haven't collapsed around George W. Bush, but the pillars are buckling, the floorboards are rattling, the inspectors are probing, and it doesn't look good."

I went back to this blog to a year ago and read this timely quote from Jane Roberts and Seth:

"The great emotion of love has been thus far poorly used, yet it represents even the biological impetus of your being. Your religions in a large measure have taught you to hate yourselves and physical existence. They have told you to love God, but rarely taught you to experience the gods in yourselves."

I wish I had more time to read this sort of stuff.

As soon as I get a chance, I'm going to redesign this blog template and upgrade my account to a paid one so that I can post my own pictures. I'll just have to learn the code better now. I want to put some northwest trees and hills as a top border, change the font and increase the font size. With a change to a northwest motif I wonder whether I should leave mattampash to the northeast, along with the river rocks at the top of this page? I picked this blog template because it sort of correlated with the Pocumtuck and Norwottuck name for the area I grew up in. We lived about 100 yards from the Sawmill River. The mouth of the Sawmill empties into the Connecticut River near Mattampash Island, though no one calls it by that name. I can't use the name Sammamish even though it sounds similar. I don't have anything to do with that town. What to do, what to do?

My theme lately is: n-o-t e-n-o-u-g-h t-i-m-e. Why is this happening now? I don't get it.

I'm sort of all set to go home on the 18th. "sort of" because I got the time off and I have e-tickets. I still have the last test next Thursday and then I'll feel like I'm getting there, or anywhere. I haven't set an itinerary yet, but I'd like to go to Maine to see Ron and Jess at the Resort, and then there is the whole Deerfield Massacre shindig. Abby would like to go to Monica and Jane's new restaurant in Newport. There is always the option of doing little and drinking beer...hmm...beer. What to do? One thing I can get done will be to mow the cemetery where I already have a spot for myself. Creepy or not?

Read this from This Modern World:

"Meanwhile, the Red Cross gave the Army a detailed catalog of sexual and physical abuse at Abu Gharib -- last November 6th.

As far as I can tell, you had to read both the NY Times and the LA Times to get both stories and see the dates line up. But now we know: six months before the world recoiled in horror, the Pentagon absolutely knew what was going on. All of it. And nothing changed."