Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Your Mind

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Friday, March 20, 2009

the power in the seeing is believing

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Another not so crazy week for the t-o-e. Fleshed out more details for stories I'm working on.
"The Thing That Happened In The City" and I bought back two chaacters I think about off and on "The Mother and The Father". They basically are characters who create/ give birth to super heroes for worlds that don't have heroes of their own. Anyway, It's fun shit. We'll see what happens.

Things at the job ae going well. Dulcinea is still fucking my head up. Still don't know how resolve that problem. Got a smile the other day so it can't complain too much about that situation.

On The home front, I'm still sick. This cough won't go away but the Mucinex is helping.

That's it for today. Till tomorrow I remain--
'Your Friendly Neighborhood'
--blanktoe

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

End of The Day

loud horn+smile=made my day

Monday, March 16, 2009

Dulcinea

Este mensaje está para usted. You' el ll nunca lo considera. You' el ll nunca sabe que lo escribí. You' el ll probablemente nunca pueda traducirlo. Sé usted es solo y deseo SEPA podría ser el que está para hacer que todo sale. Le miro diario y sé usted sabe que hago. Me mata que no soy bastante valiente decir algo. I' han visto a las porciones de mujeres bonitas en mis recorridos pero usted es el primer para eliminar mi respiración. Pienso alguna vez que usted puede ser la única razón que vengo trabajar. I don' t sabe voy a derrotar esta cosa dentro de eso me estoy guardando de decir estas cosas a usted.

With that said, I leave you with this.

"… her name is Dulcinea, her country El Toboso, a village of La Mancha, her rank must be at least that of a princess, since she is my queen and lady, and her beauty superhuman, since all the impossible and fanciful attributes of beauty which the poets apply to their ladies are verified in her; for her hairs are gold, her forehead Elysian fields, her eyebrows rainbows, her eyes suns, her cheeks roses, her lips coral, her teeth pearls, her neck alabaster, her bosom marble, her hands ivory, her fairness snow, and what modesty conceals from sight such, I think and imagine, as rational reflection can only extol, not compare."