@ esperanza, vieques.
Monday, November 28, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Living on a tropical island is complicated, but definately it has its good times. This friday I leave for Vieques!!! YES! I love the beaches over there and the good peoples. Also Tyson, my wolf dog, loves being able to do as he pleases on the shores over there. I mean, at least when the forest rangers don't show up to tell me to keep him on a leash. Jejee... well, I admit seeing a 90lb wolf dog on a blue tropical beach isn't something you see everyday and might be a bit nerve wrecking.
Getting back to the story here, Puerto Rico is nice. You definately have to be able to adapt and think outside the box, but it gets fun and you develop a routine for yourself. And trust me, thats the key to being happy. You need to find your niche. Otherwise this place will turn you upside down and left and right and then spit you out as a bloody pulp of poop.
I know, not exactly the sort of visual you need to see, but I just wanted to make a point. Alas, three years on this rock, but I must say I've developed for the better. I like me a little better. Well, perhaps more than a little better. And the spanish has really taken hold within me. I can think completely in spanish on certain days. Sweet eh?
*sigh* but the whole love department is wicked. I can't seem to take hold into anyone of the opposite sex here. I mean there's some beautiful women, but here it's more about their personalities since the beautiful part has been taken care of. So I'm tryin to find a friend, a good friend, someone I can count on and help them with their lives a bit. And have fun, good wholesome family fun and even now and then some wickedness. Jeejeee
And there's the pickle. Because friends don't like to date here. People prefer to meet people and be superficially in love. If you know someone for awhile then you're just friends forever and ever I guess. I mean, as long as you're not some studly bronze beach bum. Then you get to have sex with who ever you want.
So unless I wake up one day with a gorgeous body I guess I'm gonna have to start lookin for a casual passerby and set the lure and see if they'll bite. I do hate to do it, but my options are running low. My time here isn't forever, at least not at this point in my life. So I either hurry up or miss out on my turn.
So peace be with me and good luck by my side,arrrgh!! Jajaa... a pirate's life for me! This too will pass, but let's have fun before we get to the end and have to disembark.
Much love to my peeps. WuTang 4ever! Jah love mon!
-b-
Getting back to the story here, Puerto Rico is nice. You definately have to be able to adapt and think outside the box, but it gets fun and you develop a routine for yourself. And trust me, thats the key to being happy. You need to find your niche. Otherwise this place will turn you upside down and left and right and then spit you out as a bloody pulp of poop.
I know, not exactly the sort of visual you need to see, but I just wanted to make a point. Alas, three years on this rock, but I must say I've developed for the better. I like me a little better. Well, perhaps more than a little better. And the spanish has really taken hold within me. I can think completely in spanish on certain days. Sweet eh?
*sigh* but the whole love department is wicked. I can't seem to take hold into anyone of the opposite sex here. I mean there's some beautiful women, but here it's more about their personalities since the beautiful part has been taken care of. So I'm tryin to find a friend, a good friend, someone I can count on and help them with their lives a bit. And have fun, good wholesome family fun and even now and then some wickedness. Jeejeee
And there's the pickle. Because friends don't like to date here. People prefer to meet people and be superficially in love. If you know someone for awhile then you're just friends forever and ever I guess. I mean, as long as you're not some studly bronze beach bum. Then you get to have sex with who ever you want.
So unless I wake up one day with a gorgeous body I guess I'm gonna have to start lookin for a casual passerby and set the lure and see if they'll bite. I do hate to do it, but my options are running low. My time here isn't forever, at least not at this point in my life. So I either hurry up or miss out on my turn.
So peace be with me and good luck by my side,arrrgh!! Jajaa... a pirate's life for me! This too will pass, but let's have fun before we get to the end and have to disembark.
Much love to my peeps. WuTang 4ever! Jah love mon!
-b-
Friday, November 18, 2005
BBC NEWS | Science/Nature | Butterfly wings work like LEDs: "Flourescent patches on the wings of African swallowtail butterflies work in a very similar way to high emission light emitting diodes (LEDs)."
One day our "intelligence" will force us to recognize the beauty and orchestration of all things around us and will be silenced with humility.
One day our "intelligence" will force us to recognize the beauty and orchestration of all things around us and will be silenced with humility.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Wired News: "Rocky Mountain High
The voters of Denver have spoken, voting by a 54-46 percent margin to legalize the possession of an ounce of pot by adults. While marijuana advocates -- who argue that a little grass is far more benign than getting blotto at your local bar -- were happy with the vote, 'the authorities,' predictably, were not. Now the coppers say they'll circumvent the will of the people by enforcing tougher state possession laws instead. H.L. Mencken wasn't describing the nuances of intoxication when he uttered his famous line about Puritanism -- 'the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy' -- but the spirit is the same. Lighten up, man.
-- Tony Long"
The voters of Denver have spoken, voting by a 54-46 percent margin to legalize the possession of an ounce of pot by adults. While marijuana advocates -- who argue that a little grass is far more benign than getting blotto at your local bar -- were happy with the vote, 'the authorities,' predictably, were not. Now the coppers say they'll circumvent the will of the people by enforcing tougher state possession laws instead. H.L. Mencken wasn't describing the nuances of intoxication when he uttered his famous line about Puritanism -- 'the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy' -- but the spirit is the same. Lighten up, man.
-- Tony Long"
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