August 2010
16 posts
Aug 25th
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“I can write a hit play. Why can’t I have a little drink to unwind myself?”
– Max Fischer, Rushmore
Aug 22nd
My Favorite Childhood Memory
Early Saturday mornings, before any plans were made or anything had to be done, I remember jumping into bed with my parents and just talking. I don’t remember all we talked about, only the sleep in all of our eyes, and that we laughed. No one’s family is perfect, and mine is no exception, but those mornings spent with them, before the stress of the day crept in, and before our minds...
Aug 20th
Aug 19th
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Aug 18th
“Nothing is written”
– Lawrence of Arabia
Aug 16th
Aug 15th
“Consciousness is the substance of the Universe”
Aug 12th
Thinking Cap
In case you were wondering, this is how I get all my good ideas.     blackandwtf: via Nationaal Archief.
Aug 11th
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“Sometimes words are so useless”
– CP
Aug 9th
Guess That Thing!
    a. Alien-cat hairballs b. Bowl o’ koosh c. Delicious fruit     C: Delicious Fruit! Widely known as Rambutan, here in Costa Rica these fuzzy fruits are called Mamónes Chinos (loosely pronounced: Mom on Cheeno). Me? I prefer the translation Chinese Booby Sucklers. That may be offensive to some, but whether or not you have your grandma filter turned on, don’t let anything...
Aug 8th
“If you are one of the people who uses the word “irregardless,” I am...”
– anonymous replies welcome.
Aug 5th
WatchWatch
JUNIOR (The Capuchin) We rescued Junior a couple months ago out here on the farm. His mother had been killed by some douchebag who left him in an abandoned shack, starving and, literally, minutes away from death. We brought him home, gave him cows milk and fruit, and nursed him back to health. These days Junior is full of energy, lives happily at the farm and is always stoked to see us. Pretty...
Aug 4th
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Aug 3rd
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“Use your powers for good”
Aug 2nd
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WatchWatch
MEETING THE WHALES The best days are never planned and yesterday was a prime example. What began as a late-starting fishing trip turned into one of the most magical days I’ve had down here in the Osa. At 8am, Becca, D and I swam to the boat from Backwash and proceeded to head out in search of fish. The water was glassy and the ride was smooth. After I caught a Snapper and a Jack, and D caught...
Aug 1st
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