electronic impulses from brain to fingers; directed? sometimes. random? always.
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Chinkie for life.
NorCal for life.
Bruin for life.
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Friday, August 03, 2001
churning
burning
shrinking
blinking
tossing
flossing
bossing
needs ta get my grub on.
doobin @ 12:38 PM
New favorite sound: jazz.
Jazz, scat, swing, bossanova... how did I not notice them before? Lucky for me I have a mid-20-something co-worker who grew up with jazz. Now I have the likes of Gershwin, Armstrong, Bennett, Getz in my collection. Wonderful
"girl from I-pa-nima was calling....."
doobin @ 12:12 PM
I've finally established a purpose for this infernal thing. THESE infernal things.
blogger shall be the brick road that my thoughts and ramblings may traverse on its way to the Oz of expression.
LiveJournal shall be the private path, that secret trail that my thoughts take en route to closure, to resolution, to answers, to questions; to liberation.
um....
blog for personal; LJ for private. yays.
doobin @ 11:24 AM
My brain moves at the speed of an 18 wheeler
honking, blaring
at stillness.
Doppler, Fader
horns channel jumping like surround sound.
I've got Dolby in my lobes.
(Fire Alarm just went off in my office.)
doobin @ 11:14 AM
Monday, July 30, 2001
New template. Thank god, it took me a little while to finally figure it out.
doobin @ 11:43 AM
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