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So, Noah tagged me (the punk). Now I must deliver the factual goods. Here they are…

5 Facts About Me (that you might not know even after 3 years of reading my blog)

1. One of the first people I became friends with when I moved to Olathe in 1992 was a guy, my age, who was awaiting trial for robbing the Stanley Bank. He and a friend stuck up the bank and the friend’s girlfriend ratted them out because she got pissed one evening. He was white. He was Mormon (at least he came from a Mormon family). And he was somehow affiliated with the Bloods – I never got the full story on that one. He got sent to Lansing shortly before Senior Prom.

2. In 5th grade, I decided to perform science experiments on mosquito larvae. I don’t recall what the different experiments were, but I did keep detailed notes at the time. Suffice it to say – none of the larvae matured…I don’t know if that was my hypothesis or not. I have a sinking feeling I was trying to create super mosquitoes.

3. I try to shave my head with the cycle of the moon. Like a reverse werewolf.

4. I am still a poet, dammit, even if I never write another poetic syllable in my life. I am still a philosopher, dammit, even if I’d rather now breathe deeply and smile than think deeply and argue.

5. At the age of 22, I was trying hard to learn to lucid dream. At the same time, I was about a year into a very disciplined meditation routine. One evening, I was sitting in my room and trying a mental experiment to will myself into a lucid dream state. The room was pitch black. Over a period of time I noticed a small pinhole of white begin to grow, ever-so-slowly, until the light hung fully over my head – engulfing the entire upper half of my room. I reached up to touch the light and just as my fingers brushed it, it disappeared and I was left breathing fast and short. I didn’t sleep for two full days afterwards, nor was I tired. I don’t recall what I did those two days…nothing truly extraordinary…and a few weeks later, after a lucid dream involving ninjas on jet-skis (no joke) I abandoned that project.

Sweet. I’m done. Now I’mma break the chain! As much as I’d love to pass this on to Dodo or Jen…the facts stop here. And you may feel free to blame me when everyone starts telling stories today, stories about a war between the trees and the sky, stories about vengeful gonads, stories about a girl who grew up to be a dentist…and a ballerina, stories about a story that tells stories to other stories. You can blame me when the facts you expected to hear from your stockbroker and your doctor and your business partner come out sounding a bit like Pynchon. Send the questions my way, the facts stop here.

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Thanks, everyone

who came out and drank all that Flying Monkey beer and ate from the World’s Largest Taco Dip (TM) and listened to The Upright Apes. If you have any photos, please send them to my gmail. I was too busy conversating to take pics.

For those that missed the shindig – you’re weak.

And you missed two important announcements:

1 – I got a fresh new job as an InfoSec Admin – yahoo.

and the big one…

2 – We’ve another little Preu self-assembling him or herself in Sarah’s womb this very moment. She’s about 9 weeks along. YAHOO!

Thanks again to everyone who came last night. Rockin’ good times. I’m old. But I still rule.

Thanks, everyone

Progress as promise

10 months:

I’MMA GET IN THAT THAR GARBAGE DISPOSAL!!! (We’re very concerned about our child’s penchant for dark holes.)

11 months (my youngest brother, Travis’s, wedding):

Ro and Uncle Matt:

Here’re’re’re some other pics from the wedding:

Check how grown-up Breeze is getting:

Well, doesn’t look like we’ll be hitting up derby tonight. Tix are $16 at the door! Much as I love those roller girls…that’s a $40 night out…yikes.

Progress as promise

Things I saw on the street this morning:

1 – a smashed bird…yet immaculately preserved. it looked like a prop.
2 – an old pop-top can of beer. it was well crushed but i did stop to look to see if it was worth taking with.
3 – a very nice bungee cord.
4 – a man sleeping with his bike and a couple of full plastic sacks on east end of the pedestrian bridge across the kansas river.
5 – a rock. a rock i’ve seen in the same spot every day for the past couple of weeks. i don’t know how it manages not to get run over or washed away. impressive, that rock.

this weekend:
genius rob and the effervescent katy are having a housewarming party.
i’mma finish cleaning our garage.
casiotone for the painfully alone playing sun. night at the bottleneck. fingers crossed that we make it out.
hoping to post long overdue photos of ro-dog.

Things I saw on the street this morning: