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Been spending the past few nights and days going through whitehouse.gov news pages. Looking at speech after speech of President Bush. It was a strange and hard thing to do, his oft repeated phrase of "ushering in an era of personal responsibility" hit a chord with me... How exactly is he ushering it in? By not owning up to any mistakes? Reading about his religion and faith, and how he applies is to his job (in New York Times magazine) gives me the creeps.

Here's the results of the work anyway.

I also did this as a CSS expirement

First Rain

We had a big rainstorm sweeping across us all this morning. It was delicious. Ever since I was young I have loved the sound of rain if nothing else. In a book I created in kindergarden I had wrote that one of my favorite sounds was "rainwater going down the street drains."

I even like biking in the rain, all my gear on the sounds and smells of splashing water. Puts a smile on my face just thinking about it.

I like to ride in the rain
my bike tires sending up their own shower
a muddy streak on my back
glasses fogged
drips down my cheek
as i ride into the rain
the smell of ozone on the pavement
my torso warm
and dry

A poem I wrote to win a gortex jacket recently (I'm not sure anyone else submitted anything).

The picture is from inside Ramblas one of my favorite dinner AND brunch places of late.

morning light

Woke up this morning to a beautiful but somewhat unnatural orange glow diffusing through the house. I cursed I found out my camera batteries were near dead, and the light had pretty much faded to grey by the time they had enough juice. The clouds were still pretty though as the above picture can attest.

Saw Paul Hawken speak as part of Stewart Brand's Long Now Foundation monthly lecture series... It was a good speech, as others have attested. It also began a serendipitous evening: dinner with a friend I haven't hung out with in a while; meeting my long time acquaintance mike; bumping into some coworkers who unexpectedly took me up on my invite; drinks with them; drinks with some old coworkers; and then bumping into an even older coworker -- who just happened to know my upstairs neighors who were also there.

Which led to the next night, a dance performance which was pretty fabulous, where I ran into a friend of my little sister, and possibly a TA (or close enough) from my days at UM.

Sunday was not nearly so exciting. I did do this (3Mb QT), but it ain't quite done.

Meanwhile 'Deep is knocking on doors in Florida. Go 'deep!