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I feel like my autobiographical blog has gotten a bit out of order, with me jumping around from different topics. I'm going to try and bring some sort of organizing logic to it by starting with a more in depth look at the earliest years of my life. Since most of my childhood is remembered in terms of school years, rather than by the calendar, I'll cover up until the beginning of grade 4.

As everyone can imagine, I don't remember too much of my first few years of life. I have a vague ...

I have to say I am left completely baffled, I really do not understand some people and what, if anything is going in their heads. And there is the part of me that wants my curiosity assuaged and to know, just what the heck they are thinking, and there is another part of me that I think is a little frightened to understand how the mind of certain people work.

I have since blocked said individual who has been harassing my blog, but the way that particular blog works, when you block ...

This a poem that I submitted for the "Picture Poetry Contest".

Here' the image:



Here's the poem:

FeO(OH), Fe(OH)3

Rust reduces iron and steel
to a fine brown or red dust.

Water is the villain here.
Fe loves O so much
that he robs her twice over from H.
And the villain is quartered by a ...

Today I had the most awesome birthday ever!!!

At the de Young Museum in San Francisco they currently have a special King Tut exhibition, I am not sure when it first opened there, but it is going to be ending on March 28th, well by the grace of the gods, it just so happened that today Target was sponsoring a special event in which both general admission to the de Young and tickets to the King Tut exhibition were all free. So I got to spend my birthday in a museum.

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A poem I wrote in terza rima for the recent form poetry contest. Feel free to comment.


The Fall

Clamp the weight and curl it up,
The muscle distends before it fails;
The back folds over into a cup,

I lift to become as hard as nails.
Reflected in the silver glass,
The bicep rounds through other veils;

The mind looks inward to surpass
Shoulders, arms, and masculine chest.
Body disputes the ...