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Sifted

Sifted

Mud and sand is sifted through
My careful open hands.
Another plane revealed.
A layer of onion skin I peeled.
Where the sun was my contendor
Beating down upon my brow.
On the horizon you sat waiting
Engulfed in red and orange.
Desolate, I held you close.
Parched, I drank you in.

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Orphean Blues

The Orphean Blues

She was gone in but a whisper
No trace, no sign, no leads.
And all of a sudden she was taken ‘way from me.

No, he didn’t look back. No, he didn’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
I was left in constant searchin’. No, he didn’t look baa-aaaa-aaack.

I traveled round and round
Searched a nook or two,
A lock of her hair was on the stairs to darkened doom.

No, I didn’t look back. No, I didn’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
On a lonely trip to Hades, No, I didn’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

I found her spectre standing
With some ugly lookin’ dude.
Starin’ me in the eye he said, I propose this to you,

No, you can’t have her back. No, you can’t have her baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
Unless you play your magnum opus, No, you can’t have her baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

With fury and with purpose
I played a couple licks.
Before I even finished he told me I could quit.

No, I’ll give her back now. No, I’ll give her baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
Your music really moved me. No, I’ll give her baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

I was almost out the door
Her cold, dead hands in mine
frigidly he murmurred, She must follow right behind.

No, you can’t look back. No, you can’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
Before you leave the gates of Hades. No, you can’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

Silently I grumbled
As I walked along the path.
I tried to keep my nerves, but I looked and caught the wrath.

No, I looked back. No, I looked baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
I lost my love completely. No, I looked baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

They hated my whines and moanin’
As I poured my heart for her.
They grabbed their closest weapon while I sang I would endure.

No, you better step back. No, you better step baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
I’ll charm your sticks and stones. No, you better step baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

They set aside projectiles
And grabbed me in their hands
Tore my head from my neck and threw me where I am.

No, I can’t look back. No, I can’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.
My head is floating down the river. No, I can’t look baaaa-aaa-aaaack.

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Count Me Converted…

Converted

…converted to Facebook. The Web 2.0 interface has won my heart and mind. It certainly makes MySpace look sluggish and inept as a social networking site. Although MySpace offers more of the ability to modify its look and feel, Facebook rocks its world bar-none.

I like the modular aspect of Facebook. It contains several useful applications which are developed by many individuals from around the globe. For instance I added the application, zuPort: Flickr to my Facebook profile and pointed it to my Flickr feed. Now, it displays all my Flickr photos in a nice, manageable box. Another thing thing that I really dig is the ability to subscribe to your blog feeds. This posting itself will appear in my Facebook profile. MySpace, on the other hand, forces you to use their stupid blogging system instead of giving you any choice as to where you want your blog content to come from. A qualm that I have always had with MySpace is that their advertising is somewhat intrusive and very annoying. On my MySpace profile, as a joke, I put up the results of an on-line questionaire where it proclaimed that I was in fact a lesbian. The next thing I know all the advertising on my profile is for gay and lesbian sites. Facebook just has one little ad on the left side that I barely even notice.

I know Facebook has been along for a while, and I may sound like I discovered the wonders of this web site before anyone else, but I’m just that geeked about it. I don’t know why I overlooked it for so long.

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TAG!

Via this posting, Cara requested my immediate aid in talking about myself. Since I’m an expert in such subject matter, I’ve decided to share with you a few personal nuggets.

Rules:
1) Post the rules, then list 8 things about yourself.
2) At the end of the post, tag and link to 8 other people
3) Leave a comment at those sites, letting them know they’ve been tagged, and asking them to come read the post so they know what to do.

  1. I despise Harry Potter. Although I’m a Christian, and there is the practice of magic and witchcraft, that’s not why I dislike the books. I grew up on fantasy novels like Piers Anthony, C.S. Lewis, Tolkien, David Eddings, Raymond Feist, Margaret Weis and Tracey Hickman, Robert Jordan, Ursula K. Le Guin, etc. None of the books of the above mentioned authors have received as much hype as Harry Potter. I believe that any of the authors of these books would have reached the same amount of readers if they had been marketed like Harry Potter. Yes, it’s good that it gets children reading, but there are a lot books out there that have that ability.
  2. I’m addicted to Gatorade, Powerade, or other such drinks. Every night I go to the local gas station to buy any sort of sports drink. It frees me from the restraints of my apartment or gives me a break from coding for my business.
  3. I’m of the sinister persuasion (I’m left-handed). I’d say that I probably favor my left hand for most activities. I write, eat, throw, scratch myself, brush my teeth (not directly after scratching myself), bowl, punch, yo-yo, and do other activities left-handed. Even though I use my left hand for most activities, my right hand is not entirely useless. I use a mouse, bat, play the mandolin, and golf right-handed.
  4. I grew up in East Grand Rapids, Michigan, which is the setting that American Pie is based on. Adam Herz, the script writer, was an alumnus of my high school. Instead of East Grand Rapids, he used the name East Great Falls. There are other references to rival schools and in American Pie II their beach house was located in Grand Harbor, which in probably modeled after Grand Haven, Michigan. Although I’m not entirely thrilled that such a quality piece of American cinema has its roots in my hometown, there’s a part of me that thinks its kind of cool to understand the references. And no, band camp wasn’t entirely like that, but maybe I was a bit naive too.
  5. If there was a nuclear holocaust, the world ended and I was left with just one band to listen to, it would be Cake. They’re the only band in existence that I can stand hearing over and over again without getting bored. Also, they’re the only group out there that I own their entire musical repertoire of.
  6. I love music. I’m proficient in the euphonium, didgeridoo, juice harp, mandolin, ukulele, and guitar. At church I sing, participate in the bell choir and jam out in the praise band. Music invigorates me, refreshing my spirit. Without it, I don’t know what I would do with myself.
  7. My Dad still cuts my hair. The stylists that I’ve been to suck at cutting hair. If I want it really short, they cut it short enough to make it look short, but keep it long enough so that I’ll be coming back to their salon in another week. He’s cheap (free) and does a good job. Unfortunately, I haven’t been home in a while, so I look a bit shaggy. I may have to break and go to a stupid stylist again. Maybe a barber will do what I want them to do…
  8. I shake. I can remember in Kindergarten when one of my classmates asked me why I shake. I didn’t even notice that until it was pointed out to me. The doctor told me that I have a “benign tremor”, which I don’t totally believe. Just recently a psychiatrist said that it stemmed from social anxiety disorder, which I don’t totally believe either. When I’m nervous the tremors do get more intense, but my body is always in constant movement even when I’m not nervous.

There’s me in a nutshell. Anyway, I call on the powers of Andrew, Will, Ellen, Folio, Amanda, Danielle, Gill and Becky to talk about themselves in great detail, so that I might glean gross amounts of knowledge about them. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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Heroes Are Universal

Frontline on PBS had a special tonight that focused on events and issues around the world. One of the news items that I found of interest was the Arabic comic book The 99. Each of the characters are based upon the 99 traits of Allah. Currently, in the Muslim world this comic book is outselling the X-Men and other American titles. When interviewed, the creator of the comic book said that Muslim youth need new heroes.

As a comic book lover I think it’s great to see it’s world-wide acceptance as a genre. It’s also really interesting to see what other nations are doing with it. Cool concept. Although, I’m not Muslim, I might just have to find a copy.

That had some other interesting item, like in Africa they are using rats to detect land mines. I love Frontline!

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