Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Sunday Afternoon
We spent the afternoon playing the guitar (Pete) and learning to play a three chord song on the guitar (Carrie). Since we miss having Christina in our home on Sunday afternoons we resorted to bribing Joey with dinner in order to get some extra family love. He ended up cancelling (I guess he likes his girlfriend a little more than us) so we invited our neighbors over instead. We'll feast on homemade pizza, garlic twists, and salad. In the meantime, feast on Pete's model shot.
Serge's Dogs
I'm going to try to turn my hotdog eating experience here into a poem to make it blog-worthy. I don't have much time though, so please don't judge me, eventhough you all probably will anyways.
Serge's Dogs
I say, "tudo"
He goes:
Fresh hot
big bun
out of the metal steam box
open
prime sides with
spatuala of mayonnaise
both sides-
sprinkle on
tiny cabbage snow
sticks to sides
quick mustard squeeze
open new door
hot sausages wrestling
in juices
of tomato and onion
two dogs chosen
stuffed intertwining
into big bun, now full
spoon on
onions and tomatoes
from dogs
So full this bun!!
Spoon on
peas (savory can kind)
corn
tota florea
bun almost at
180 degree angle
Shoestring fried potato sticks
Fasten in all -
Spatula mayonnaise
like mortar in mosaic
quick squeeze cetchup
quick squeeze mustard
Throw on
huge pile, thick blanket
of mini angel wings
fresh white
curdy
cheeze
Keeps it all together
Made in 30 seconds
Costs 3 reais
Gone in 3 minutes
Refresh with coca
Wash hands
Wash face
Equally stained
white
with mayonnaise
Rub greasy belly
--Christina
I had more before - but better short like this -
Serge's Dogs
I say, "tudo"
He goes:
Fresh hot
big bun
out of the metal steam box
open
prime sides with
spatuala of mayonnaise
both sides-
sprinkle on
tiny cabbage snow
sticks to sides
quick mustard squeeze
open new door
hot sausages wrestling
in juices
of tomato and onion
two dogs chosen
stuffed intertwining
into big bun, now full
spoon on
onions and tomatoes
from dogs
So full this bun!!
Spoon on
peas (savory can kind)
corn
tota florea
bun almost at
180 degree angle
Shoestring fried potato sticks
Fasten in all -
Spatula mayonnaise
like mortar in mosaic
quick squeeze cetchup
quick squeeze mustard
Throw on
huge pile, thick blanket
of mini angel wings
fresh white
curdy
cheeze
Keeps it all together
Made in 30 seconds
Costs 3 reais
Gone in 3 minutes
Refresh with coca
Wash hands
Wash face
Equally stained
white
with mayonnaise
Rub greasy belly
--Christina
I had more before - but better short like this -
Friday, February 15, 2008
Brotherly love
However brief they were, I just had a very enjoyable pair of hours spent catching up with my brother. Though we live only blocks away, we have been reduced to only hours of shared time a week. It is a sign among many of misplaced priorities.
But that's not the point of this entry, which can be phrased as a question? Is there a term for friendship between siblings and if so, what is it?
But that's not the point of this entry, which can be phrased as a question? Is there a term for friendship between siblings and if so, what is it?
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Some weather
it's snowing in NYC!!!!! and I'm going to walk in it~~~16 blocks. don't forget your coat, ma?
http://www.weather.com/weather/hourbyhour/10027?from=36hr_topnav_undeclared
http://www.weather.com/weather/hourbyhour/10027?from=36hr_topnav_undeclared
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Samaritan Heart (in progress)
Church cancelled b/c of weather. 2 degrees with 30 mph wind. Looking for ways to keep the Sabbath (comments welcome, encouraged):
Samaritan Heart (see Luke 10:25-37)
Beside the road
Lying,
Bruised,
Beaten,
Bleeding,
Left for Dead,
A traveler
Helpless,
Delirious,
With visions of loved ones,
Out of reach,
Unaware,
Life, death, and everything between.
Unhelped by a priest,
Unhelped by a Levite,
Then,
Unexpectedly,
Unsought--
How many times
Before this calamity
Would the victim have avoided him?--
But now,
An arm reaches out
And under
To raise up.
Oil to cleanse
Wine to revive.
A stranger,
Familiar enough to be despised,
Yet a neighbor.
"Which now of these three was a neighbor to him that fell among the thieves?"
"He that showed mercy on him," replied the lawyer,
No longer testing
But in his heart tried
And convicted.
"Go, and do thou likewise."
Samaritan Heart (see Luke 10:25-37)
Beside the road
Lying,
Bruised,
Beaten,
Bleeding,
Left for Dead,
A traveler
Helpless,
Delirious,
With visions of loved ones,
Out of reach,
Unaware,
Life, death, and everything between.
Unhelped by a priest,
Unhelped by a Levite,
Then,
Unexpectedly,
Unsought--
How many times
Before this calamity
Would the victim have avoided him?--
But now,
An arm reaches out
And under
To raise up.
Oil to cleanse
Wine to revive.
A stranger,
Familiar enough to be despised,
Yet a neighbor.
"Which now of these three was a neighbor to him that fell among the thieves?"
"He that showed mercy on him," replied the lawyer,
No longer testing
But in his heart tried
And convicted.
"Go, and do thou likewise."
Friday, February 8, 2008
Is this what this is about?
I think I believe this:
In a sense, the internet is the most public place in the world, because anyone can access it, and if they know they are looking for you, they can find you. That said, people publish things on it it all the time--private things--that they may or may not say directly to their intimates.
Part of this is because the written word is more controlled, less gestural. It is no surprise to me that folks who don't say much but have rich internal discourses would, for example, keep diaries. Or at the very least take a particular pleasure in reading. But that said, it wouldn't explain why someone would want to publish their diary on the internet. Yet people do precisely that.
The answer, or at least what I believe is in "large part" the answer, is that when you express something to no one in particular, it feels like expressing something to no one at all. Hence, publishing something on the internet is like writing in a journal, in the sense that it is not directly intended for any audience in particular.
So that's the internet.
But what happens when you know everyone on the blog? Does the family blog harness the quasi-anonymity of the internet? Does it branch off in an entirely different direction?
In a sense, the internet is the most public place in the world, because anyone can access it, and if they know they are looking for you, they can find you. That said, people publish things on it it all the time--private things--that they may or may not say directly to their intimates.
Part of this is because the written word is more controlled, less gestural. It is no surprise to me that folks who don't say much but have rich internal discourses would, for example, keep diaries. Or at the very least take a particular pleasure in reading. But that said, it wouldn't explain why someone would want to publish their diary on the internet. Yet people do precisely that.
The answer, or at least what I believe is in "large part" the answer, is that when you express something to no one in particular, it feels like expressing something to no one at all. Hence, publishing something on the internet is like writing in a journal, in the sense that it is not directly intended for any audience in particular.
So that's the internet.
But what happens when you know everyone on the blog? Does the family blog harness the quasi-anonymity of the internet? Does it branch off in an entirely different direction?
isn't life unfair?
so my days are choppy.
carved into 2 hour bits.
the amount of time my daughter's able to stay awake without getting cranky.
and then she sleeps.
and i try to do something for me.
but it always ends up being surf the web or clean something. never do the pilates on the dvd that will make your core-trunk stronger.
we were visited by a physical therapist this week and the files of paper on her body got fatter.
she had diarrhea after eating tofu this week and the garbage cans filled with her diapers got fuller.
she had diarrhea this week and the laundry baskets filled with my jeans that were inadvertently crapped on through a seemingly absorbent pamper got taller.
i didn't want to go to bed before midnight until thursday and my eyes got droopier.
and so my wits end got closer.
and my patience grew thinner.
but i started doing skype b/c xina warrior princessed me into it and buying a camera and i am excited for what my future of free video calling will hold.
i feel like i am a bladerunner.
mom?
rudy?
pp?
xo
l
carved into 2 hour bits.
the amount of time my daughter's able to stay awake without getting cranky.
and then she sleeps.
and i try to do something for me.
but it always ends up being surf the web or clean something. never do the pilates on the dvd that will make your core-trunk stronger.
we were visited by a physical therapist this week and the files of paper on her body got fatter.
she had diarrhea after eating tofu this week and the garbage cans filled with her diapers got fuller.
she had diarrhea this week and the laundry baskets filled with my jeans that were inadvertently crapped on through a seemingly absorbent pamper got taller.
i didn't want to go to bed before midnight until thursday and my eyes got droopier.
and so my wits end got closer.
and my patience grew thinner.
but i started doing skype b/c xina warrior princessed me into it and buying a camera and i am excited for what my future of free video calling will hold.
i feel like i am a bladerunner.
mom?
rudy?
pp?
xo
l
Thursday, February 7, 2008
New Topic - Film unfair?
I see film and netflix as a little unfair for those who don't get to do a lot of either - at least for the next year. I say hodge podge poutpourri OR food OR anything that is a little more universal - you know??
Fotos coming soon....
Can I do video too? How? I was thinking Youtube - is blog better?
Also - is this writing too informal? Is a blog supposed to be more polished than this email style??
Fotos coming soon....
Can I do video too? How? I was thinking Youtube - is blog better?
Also - is this writing too informal? Is a blog supposed to be more polished than this email style??
someone's gotta roll the ball
we need a topic for this blog other than whatever, i think, so people will check in and add shtuff. i'm thinking it should be film oriented, perhaps? since it's what we all do best.
if that is the topic, i'll start with a favorable review for my new favorite show "The Wire" I'm working through seasons 2 and 4 simultaneously. 2 comes through netflix and 4 is on sunday or monday nights on HbO.
http://www.hbo.com/thewire/
i'll post more on it later, but only if this is the topic of choice. other ideas?
lizzz
if that is the topic, i'll start with a favorable review for my new favorite show "The Wire" I'm working through seasons 2 and 4 simultaneously. 2 comes through netflix and 4 is on sunday or monday nights on HbO.
http://www.hbo.com/thewire/
i'll post more on it later, but only if this is the topic of choice. other ideas?
lizzz
Into the Great, Wide Family Blogosphere
With family members scattering--the nations/johnson diaspora is only one of many--and emails increasing, with headers filled with multiple family addressees, it seemed like a good idea to see if there might be some use for a family blog. Any takers? "Been there, done that, came back to group emails?" Whatever your thoughts, please share. You can even post them, if you prefer.
Frankly, I'm greedy, greedy for more stories and pictures about the people I care most about. (I get plenty from others.) In the wisdom of TV commercials: "Life comes at you fast." Whenever I get around to talking on the phone with you, I'm wondering how your lives have changed so much since the last time we talked. (Of course, this isn't your mother's problem, who is regularly in contact with you by phone.) The blog is no replacement for the phone conversation. But it will help me be better briefed for those conversations.
This mode of sharing strikes me as having possibilities, of the multi-generic and multi-media sort. Stories, short stories, short short stories, product endorsements, satire, novellas, as well as pics and video. Only limit is your imagination, and a soupçon of propriety.
Well, think about it. Or don't think, and just submit something. Or think AND submit. No points taken off for spelling, punctuation, or grammar.
xo,
d
Frankly, I'm greedy, greedy for more stories and pictures about the people I care most about. (I get plenty from others.) In the wisdom of TV commercials: "Life comes at you fast." Whenever I get around to talking on the phone with you, I'm wondering how your lives have changed so much since the last time we talked. (Of course, this isn't your mother's problem, who is regularly in contact with you by phone.) The blog is no replacement for the phone conversation. But it will help me be better briefed for those conversations.
This mode of sharing strikes me as having possibilities, of the multi-generic and multi-media sort. Stories, short stories, short short stories, product endorsements, satire, novellas, as well as pics and video. Only limit is your imagination, and a soupçon of propriety.
Well, think about it. Or don't think, and just submit something. Or think AND submit. No points taken off for spelling, punctuation, or grammar.
xo,
d
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