Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Thursday, Jun. 17, 2004 - 4:14 a.m.
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Iamawillow and Doggy Trailer is Here!!
Yup, Chaosdaily was doing more quizzes. I did a couple (what color crayon am i, what sort of tree etc) but this is the nicest one... Or at least the one that had something to say:
WILLOW
You are compassionate and independent. You're the
kind of tree who wants to help other trees find
themselves in a crazy world you know all too
well. You love the gentler side of nature and
like things simple and elegant. A night owl,
you like things peaceful all the time and are
often vexed when others invade your solitude.
You love the water as much as the land, feeling
at home in both. Often shy, you always want to
do things right, and crave attention every now
and then. You fear that what you love most may
one day turn on you, but it doesn't stop you
from getting close to others. You are a good
listener and other trees often come to you for
advice or someone to talk to. You admire others
who freely share themselves. When you leave the
world, you want others to remember your example
and follow it.
What's Your Inner Tree?
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Back to coloring in birds. I have one more week to work on the Far North book and I think it is under control. But that of course is when I run out of time. When I think I have gads of it and so don't apply myself in a tizzy. Work expands to fill all available time. yup.
Hey!! The doggy trailer arrived today! It is pretty and poweder blue aluminum or somesuch. But why are there 16 oneinch brass bolts and 16 half inch ones? what is up with that if they are all going through half inch plywood into the same metal? I shall call the mr. man tomorrow. And gotta get plywood. And wheels. I called the closest bike repair place about 20" wheels today. He says "got none" I'm like WHAT!! and he says they are yes, standard BMX wheels, but cuz they are small and rugged, they never break so no one replaces them.
I suppose that is a good endorsement for carrying around a St-Bernard on them but I gotta get me some. Since they are standard, there's gotta be SOME used ones kicking around somewhere. Like when goofoff kids crack their frames and the wheels, being small and rugged, are still good!
The GREAT surprise is that when the postman came to the door with the box, he charged me $45 Canadian for customs and whatnot. I really expected it to be over $100. I did. So i was happy. I am seldom happy to hand over moolah to the postman, but this time I was downright cheerful! yay!!
Well, back to work. All I did today other than get the trailer and call for wheels, is two pages of comics about how straights do everything they accuse gays of doing (flaunting their sexuality... ie tshirts, playboy bunny motif stuff etc, public displays of affection... hell, inviting 300 people to watch them have a minister tell them to kiss!, parading around on wedding day honking etc) yeah.
tah!
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