is nothing that might be against them: no yesterday, no morrow; for
time is shattered. And they flower from its ruins." -Rainer Maria
This is my old bathroom in Washington, DC, there are pictures on the
wall that are wrinkled from repeated shower-steam exposure.
Sampson from the Weakerthans
writes really fantastic lyrics that mix the personal, poetic, and political,
and I think this web log is (or maybe more so, I am) looking for a similar
now, I'm twenty-three years old, and have just moved to Portland, Oregon
(as of September, 2001). I'm working on starting
my own business, and figuring out my life. Charlene's well on her
way to becoming a doctor. I'm excited
about doing things my own way, and making my own choices without having
to answer to anyone.
want to take great photographs, design some great web sites, and keep
my worries to important things only.
I don't think I'll ever stop listening to the Minutemen's History Lesson