Sunday, December 25, 2016

New

Lichen Symbiosis Science 2016 magazine

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Old Friends

I just finished visiting my old friend Lia, and I'm in a state of elation. I loved talking with her.

 It's wonderful to reconnect with old friends and old roots.



Monday, December 19, 2016

Flawed Love

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Exercise for the New Year

My parent's shower is horrible, and one way  I cope with it is I take showers at gyms. Today,  I went to Truve and took a Volt Dance class. Geeze, I'm out of shape! I'm so embarrassed by my physique.

Anyways, I need to start training for a Scrambling class that is going to start in February. The class will be safer if I get in better physical shape.

Below is some gyms and suggestions for the New ear.

Bike to class
Hike difficult mountains.

Parkour Visions!!-- they are in an accessible place!!

Seattle Bouldering Project
Cappy's Boxing Gym
CrossFit CD

FuerteFitness
Alpine Accidents International--??

Rainer Fitness
South pArk Commnuity Center
Swim Center - take swimming classes
Bellevue Stone Gardens - Ladies night
Salsa nights

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Sunday, December 18, 2016

While My Guitar Gently Weeps





"While My Guitar Gently Weeps"

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps.
I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps.
I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted
No one alerted you.


Read more: Beatles - While My Guitar Gently Weeps Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

Filled with Love

Being at my parent's house is like camping at a disorganized bookstore. The shower has no pressure, the toilet is subject to breakage, the refrigerator is a time-capsule, the heater heats mostly the dining table, and books cover every surface of the house.

Being at my parent's house is an academic experience. Every night my parent's watch the PBS Newshour, read, take a walk, and then watch a documentary (or independent film).

Generally after the documentary, my mom becomes sleepy and goes to bed. My dad stays up and composes his organ Music,

In the morning, my mom wakes up early and takes a walk to procure nourishment from Whole Foods. My dad wakes up and unfreezes his Safeway Select waffles. He eats them with berries on top. My parent's leisurely read, while waking up to the morning sun.

I love my parent's house. I love my parents. I soak up the atmosphere like a sponge. I feel like I have been waiting all my life to just sleep in a field of books with my parents. My heart is filled with love, and my head is overwhelmed with knowledge.

(A note-- so I don't forget-- Years ago, people called my dad 'the berry man' at the flea market buy a huge box of berries and then bike away)

Saturday, December 10, 2016

Japanese Interment History

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Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Dull Things

The Big Birthday & The Small Heart

Today is Sam's big 30 Birthday, and instead of partying, I'm sitting at home.

I'm so sad. I tried to going out, but then I broke down crying. I'm staying home as a result, listening to music and waiting.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Name Change

Changing the Title to Much Ado Aboat Nothing.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Building An Ark

Due to my pending enrollment in a Marine Technology program, I'm renaming this blog to Building an Ark.

The name is a little too biblical for my taste, but the story of Noah is ancient and permeates throughout many cultures.....So, if it is that important to so many people, I should try to exercise a little open-mindedness about it.