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Letter/stamps

I got Kelly's letter <--- multimedia letter that is!
And It is great!
I wish I could mail myself to you.

But i don't have that many stamps, or a large box.........

Segway polo

I Love this!

Is this berber?

somewhere the sun
such a distant and bright
star that burns for your kiss
is shining on your perfect blue lips
I'm sorry I couldn't be there
right there to watch your face light up
when it touches the sky
its all in your mind
the distance
the time and space
stay awake and here with me
stay forever in this scene

were both looking at the same star
captured by its light
were behind a door in a field knocking and listening
waiting for fall to arrive
when the sun captures the trees and ignites the landscape
wanting to fall in love
were crossing the same river on stepping stones
mindful of the water
careful not to dip our toes in the cool stream
and were waiting for winter
waiting for the earth to pull up its blankets
and lay us a carpet
to each other's insides

Kelly

What makes you so perfect?

I've been caught looking, staring at your picture
how many days will it take
to see you again
and why can I not bring you here to Michigan
rest your head on mine
run your fingers down the back of my neck
I miss the way you look at me
the way you smile when you see me
I miss you

Conductor

If I drive any more tonight I just may drown
I think I may finally see some water
its just what I need
to cool me down and calm my senses
I have nothing left to give to you
and nothings keeping me here
the song on the radio is slow and depressing
to calm my nerves
that were plucked by you and your band
all through the night
all through the concert
and your the giver
I'm the orchestra
here on the shore tonight
the stars have never seemed so frail
there all about to fall
or I'm about to rise until my toes touch the moon
wouldn't that be great
to follow the great chariot to the heavens
and relax
its all I can do to calm my nerves
if anything...
to let them settle from the wake
to stop the waves crashing to my guts
cascading down the flats
your almighty fleet and vessels
tearing down the beach
your the giver
but you've taken all my peace
and pulled the rug
from under my feet
I could go back the way I came
and end up in the same place
bothered by another night
another place in time
when all I want to do
is follow chariot to the moon
settle down my nerves
and sleep away the stars

A.Reynolds

I went to a hardcore show.
And this is what i saw.

I love this pic of dan

Blind faith, Straight science

Excerpt:

Most people are raised to believe in something, whether it be blind faith or straight science.
And science is good faith.... And faith is just as good......
Although what do you do when you are given neither? Neither faith or science no reality or fake or right or wrong.

Not a very good thing to teach your child.

To question science.
To question the only thing that disproves faith.
I can only hope.
.............................................................................................................
I worked on my book a bit tonight. I forget sometimes how awesome that I really am, but I think that we all do. Nobody gives anybody enough credit these days. Everybody is taken for granted.

Mowing the lawn

While sitting on top of a seventeen-horsepower, gasoline-powered, blade-spinning, fourth gear-grinding, smoke-spitting, lawn-killing machine i had a few thoughts.

Lawn mowers Really need some sortof gyroscopic vibration-dampening cupholders. My hand was really getting tired.... and my beer was really getting flat.

I had to stop every time i wanted to take a drink.
I had to hold my beer lightly, with two fingers.
I had to put my thumb over the top when the dust was flying.

Just too much work for one person!

So..... God, if you are out there. Hear my plea.....please contact somebody in the lawnmower engineering and design department and give them that idea while they sleep. Ahmen

Sitting here with beer

I wonder what will this be
I wonder where I can take this
is this a work of art
or just a work of confusion?

I never know whether to add punctuation to my poems or not....
I never know whether to capitalize my poems or not....

I just cant seem to figure out why spellcheck doesnt automatically add apostrophes for me

Thank you to Kelly.

You completely rock my world!

That Ray Scott is soo Dreamy

Kelly says...........
I can't wait for you to start writing. I'm wondering what kind of project this will be. Like, will you write as Allister Reynolds, like an alter ego, or will you write as Ray? Yeah yeah. I'm excited about this.