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Monday, 02 February 2009

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    The American Pageant: A History of the Republic (Volume II)
    By David M. Kennedy, Lizabeth Cohen, Thomas A. Bailey
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    An Obituary.

    Life started out like the lives of so many others.  People came to see what he was like, if he looked nice, behaved well, and was generally the way they expected and wanted him to be.  He grew quickly, and as he grew his popularity grew as well, until more than a million people knew his name.  He was still so young.  Life was exciting, and he was adored by his parents and fans alike.  He learned new things, catered to the whims of his fans, and brought them what new and exciting things they wanted to see.   But as with all good things, popularity wanes.  Unfortunately for him, his survival seemed to depend on his popularity.  Oh, he'd go on living, but he would never be the same.  Those who had deserted him remained to stark a reminder for him to ever be the same again.  Unless, unless they came back.  But would they ever? 
    Xanga was born only ten years ago.  It was a fad of the high schooler, the retired teacher, the college engineering student; it spanned continents, languagues, philosophies.  But all good things come to an end.  Xanga began ridiculous propaganda, introducing several spinoff sites such as "Lovelyish, Datingish, " etc, where a person could go to feed their need for gossip type stories.  Hordes of purpose seekers hungrily devoured these sites, encouraging them and forcing out the rare intelligent posts.  The people who once were such avid bloggers began to desert xanga, until there were only a few stragglers left... and so they remain. 
    Xanga is survived by his lesser heir, the wealthy but rather irritating Facebook. 

     

    current mood... bored.

Saturday, 17 January 2009

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    Timeless Tribute: Arrangements for the Early Advanced Pianist
    By Marilynn Ham
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    Earl

    In Sitka, because they are fond of them,
    People have named the seals. Every seal
    is named Earl because they are killed one
    after another by the orca, the killer
    whale; seal bodies tossed left and right
    into the air. "At least he didn't get
    Earl," someone says. And sure enough,
    after a time, that same friendly,
    bewhiskered face bobs to the surface.
    It's Earl again. Well, how else are you
    to live except by denial, by some
    palatable fiction, some little song to
    sing while the inevitable, the black and
    white blindsiding fact, comes hurtling
    toward you out of the deep?

    -Louis Jenkins

Friday, 16 January 2009

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Friday, 02 January 2009

  • 2009... here it comes.  I suppose people often have the chance to say "This will be/was the craziest year of my life".  Of course I've said it before.  But saying it again isn't quite so definite.  Oh, I probably will.  But this year holds alot in store for me.  For us.  That's right, I'm a "we" now.  ^_^

    May 01Commissioning- becoming an 2nd Lt in the United States Air Force
     
    May 02 Graduation- Attaining a Bachelor of Science in Chemistry
      
    May 10 Wedding!
     
    TBD - Head off to the Air and Space Basic Course at Maxwell AFB, Alabama

    TBD - Move into my apartment in Ohio

    TBD - Start my job as a Research and Development Chemist at Wright Patterson AFB
     
    TBD - Husband deploys to [most likely] Afghanistan
     
    It's a good thing...He is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask, or even think; according to His power that works in us.  With Him guiding our steps, things will never be as bad or crazy as we might think!  ^_^