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All that you touch, and all that you see, all that you taste, all you feel.
And all that you love, and all that you hate, all you distrust, all that you save.
And all that you give, and all that you deal, and all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal.
And all you create, and all you destroy, and all that you do, and all that you say.
All that you eat, and everyone you meet, and all that you slight, and everyone you fight.
And all that is now, and all that is gone, and all that's to come,
and everything under the Sun is in tune
but the Sun is eclipsed by the Moon.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Dude, Run!

For any writer, the TV is a big time sink. With my schedule I barely get to see more than the rerun of the Daily Show while I’m shoveling my dinner down as quick as I can. There was a little show that caught my attention last year called Ghost Hunters. I’d catch pieces of it while doing other things, the TV being on for background noise. It’s only the second “reality show” I’ve really watched a whole episode before attempting to save my intelligence by switching the channel (the other show was a cowboy dude ranch thing). Anyway, March 29 starts a new season of Ghost Hunters on the SciFi Channel. “Dude. Run!” Ah, fun times.

Saturday, March 4, 2006

Story Bone - Cell Phones

The phone looked ridiculously small in his hand. He seemed to be yelling into a child’s toy, pinched between thumb and index finger, held gingerly away from his ear like a particularly disgusting piece of lint.