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Entries from November 2008

IN FLUX 2

January 26th, 2007 · 1 Comment

A MULTI-PART EXPLORATION ON WHETHER PEOPLE CHANGE, THROUGH THE COMPLETELY UN-SYSTEMATIC ANALYSIS OF PERSONAL ITEMS FOUND IN SHANNON DEJONG’S “SPECIAL BOX” AND ASSORTED CHILDHOOD MEMORABILIA*[1]

Part II

Speaking of whether people change…

I’m about to sit down at my computer and write a post about change in perspective.

I am about to write about how I may have been […]

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Tags: Existential crap · Sonoma County Splendor

IN FLUX

January 20th, 2007 · 2 Comments

A MULTI-PART EXPLORATION ON WHETHER PEOPLE CHANGE, THROUGH THE COMPLETELY UN-SYSTEMATIC ANALYSIS OF PERSONAL ITEMS FOUND IN SHANNON DEJONG’S “SPECIAL BOX” AND ASSORTED CHILDHOOD MEMORABILIA*[1]
Part I
I know I’ve been doing all this talking about the joys of “detaching,” purging, and finding oneself as materially empty as Buddha’s wallet — but I’m doubling back to […]

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Tags: Existential crap

The Roles People Play

January 18th, 2007 · No Comments

I’m taking a conversational French class with my mother at the local junior college *[1]
We met last night for the first class, and as part of the “immersion” approach, we were all asked to “use our imaginations” as we were going to have to “pick someone to be.”
The teacher wrote on the board in front […]

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Tags: This Modern Life

Found

January 12th, 2007 · No Comments

Living at home with my folks has afforded me a newfound appreciation of them.
Today, while getting a ride to the bus stop to catch an express bus into the city for a meeting with my boss, I discovered that my dad is not only devoted father, adored teacher, loving husband, and has so much […]

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Welcome to 2007! (A Sonoma County scene)

January 8th, 2007 · No Comments

[Scene: A country house that sits in an idyllic setting. Shannon, a woman in her mid-twenties, rises from her slumbers. She stretches with smile upon her cherub face, Edvard Grieg’s “Morning” playing in her head. She places her palms against the windowsill and gazes at the redwood trees beyond. There are small birds perched […]

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Tags: Narrative · Sonoma County Splendor