(by Pablo Neruda; in translation)I walked around as you do, investigating this endless star I came through my net in the night and woke up naked the only thing still caught - a fish in the noose of the wind
these are some things that have, or have had, my attention:
paul a. selkirk, who gives love a decent name
the plausibly deniable rich devaul
something i love and of which daniel is afraid
dave hull; dragon, magician, force of chaos, and media boy
mason. or not, really.
pubmed, which is how i find out a lot of very interesting things.
the motorcycle safety foundation
some lyrics by a band i like called "rusted root".
so.... what were you doing here? and what do you think now you've been?