Cross, 2nd Presbyterian Church, Skinker Blvd, Saint Louis, MO
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Building Detail, Downtown, Saint Louis, MO
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Civil Court House Flag Base, Downtown, Saint Louis, MO
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He Had My Brothers Jaw
Published On: September 7, 2006 14:18
On the subway yesterday, I had to switch trains at Grand. While I was standing on the platform, I looked over and saw this guy who reminded me of Andrew. He had the same jaw and nose. I remember he had a red checkered shirt on, and got off at Union Station.
Gargoyle, Downtown, Saint Louis, MO
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On the subway yesterday, I had to switch trains at Grand. While I was standing on the platform, I looked over and saw this guy who reminded me of Andrew. He had the same jaw and nose. I remember he had a red checkered shirt on, and got off at Union Station.
The Asian Family
Published On: September 8, 2006 14:21
From a trip I took several months ago...
There was this asian family sitting across from me at the airport terminal. The mother was reading the paper in chinese, or looking out the window, lips pulled back in a dissapproving frown so comfortable for her that it is probably habitual. The father was sitting to her right, looking intent and uncomfortable, and the twentysomething daughter to her left was slouched in the seat reading a Dan Brown novel, fine black hair dyed red and cut just a bit longer than her chin. I remember she was twisting her hair with her fingers and bouncing her foot.
There was this asian family sitting across from me at the airport terminal. The mother was reading the paper in chinese, or looking out the window, lips pulled back in a dissapproving frown so comfortable for her that it is probably habitual. The father was sitting to her right, looking intent and uncomfortable, and the twentysomething daughter to her left was slouched in the seat reading a Dan Brown novel, fine black hair dyed red and cut just a bit longer than her chin. I remember she was twisting her hair with her fingers and bouncing her foot.
Southern Gentleman and Twentysomethings
Published On: September 9, 2006 14:23
From a trip I took a few months ago...
I remember a southern gentleman, standing in line with his khaki pants, yellow plaid shirt, and oldish blue blazer and straw hat.
There were two college age girls in the terminal also, trendy, looking almost feline. The one was sitting, the other standing, caught in mid stretch. She looked indolent, sensual and slinky, wearing an "I love guess" t-shirt that was so thin you can see through it to the sports bra she's wearing underneath.
I remember a southern gentleman, standing in line with his khaki pants, yellow plaid shirt, and oldish blue blazer and straw hat.
There were two college age girls in the terminal also, trendy, looking almost feline. The one was sitting, the other standing, caught in mid stretch. She looked indolent, sensual and slinky, wearing an "I love guess" t-shirt that was so thin you can see through it to the sports bra she's wearing underneath.
Petulant Boy and His Mother
Published On: September 10, 2006 14:25
From a trip I took a few months ago...
There was petulant young boy with his mother, who had to be told not to get in the way of the attendant taking care of ticketing. He was whiney and hovered close to his mother when scolded.
There was petulant young boy with his mother, who had to be told not to get in the way of the attendant taking care of ticketing. He was whiney and hovered close to his mother when scolded.
Thirtysomething Couple
Published On: September 11, 2006 14:26
From a trip I took a few months ago...
There was a thirtysomething couple who were slightly drunk, flirting with each other and overly chatty. The woman was talking to me and laughing and leaning in close to look at my ticket.
There was a thirtysomething couple who were slightly drunk, flirting with each other and overly chatty. The woman was talking to me and laughing and leaning in close to look at my ticket.
Welcome Thomas Allen Kesselring!
Published On: September 12, 2006 16:03
He was born on yesterday. Read more about Allen and Megan's new baby here, with photos here and video here. Congratulations!
Senior Ladies Traveling
Published On: September 12, 2006 14:29
He was born on yesterday. Read more about Allen and Megan's new baby here, with photos here and video here. Congratulations!
Thoughts on Walker Percy and the Thanatos Syndrome
Published On: September 13, 2006 14:30
Percy writes in a pace that I can only describe as even. The story doesn't have rhythm like the sea has rhythm, the pace moving slower the faster, instead there is only a steady unfolding, a constant dialog with no pauses or breaks.
Percy wrote, in the Thanatos Syndome, that Tom said, "small disconnected facts, if you take note of them, have a way of becoming connected." I remember thinking that this is true, but often the connections are worthless or unsubstantiated. You should be careful about drawing connections between things with little to go on.
The Thanatos Syndrome is written in the present tense. Even when Percy is retelling something that occured earlier, he tells it in the present tense as his character remembers it. This ties to my previous observation about the way Percy doesn't waver his pace.
Percy wrote, in the Thanatos Syndome, that Tom said, "small disconnected facts, if you take note of them, have a way of becoming connected." I remember thinking that this is true, but often the connections are worthless or unsubstantiated. You should be careful about drawing connections between things with little to go on.
The Thanatos Syndrome is written in the present tense. Even when Percy is retelling something that occured earlier, he tells it in the present tense as his character remembers it. This ties to my previous observation about the way Percy doesn't waver his pace.
Lanky
Published On: September 14, 2006 09:28
I saw a man on the train platform yesterday at Forest Park Station. He was wearing a white t-shirt, and I remember noticing him because his neck jutted out from his shoulders. He was tall and had red hair and a beard.
Dr. Guimon in Hotel
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Taken on my second trip, at a hotel where we had breakfast, in Kampala. Dr. Guimon took some time to relax briefly while we toured the place.
Dr. Guimon at Mukula's Home
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Black Woman in a Light Blue Dress
Published On: September 20, 2006 15:35
She was probably 5’4" and was over weight, but what drew your attention was the blue dress. It was the kind you expected to see in a ballet, somewhat gauzey. It had straps, and came down to her knees. She was dark, and the light almost sky blue color of the dress contrasted with her skin. I remember she had some sort of chaulky substance on her cheeks, and it reminded me of natives from africa or south america.
Guards at Gas Station
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She was probably 5’4" and was over weight, but what drew your attention was the blue dress. It was the kind you expected to see in a ballet, somewhat gauzey. It had straps, and came down to her knees. She was dark, and the light almost sky blue color of the dress contrasted with her skin. I remember she had some sort of chaulky substance on her cheeks, and it reminded me of natives from africa or south america.
Wreck on Highway
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Roads and driving in Uganda is decently safe, but there is a bit of danger. We passed this overturned truck on our way to Soroti.
Dr. Guimon at Cafe Amigo 3, Uganda
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Dr. Guimon at Cafe Amigo 2, Uganda
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Dr. Guimon at Cafe Amigo, Uganda
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Dr. Guimon with Orphans
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Ugandan Cooking, Uganda
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A view of the kitchen at the wedding.
Dr. Guimon, Uganda
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A view of the kitchen at the wedding.
I've been inundated with comment spam
Published On: September 26, 2006 09:02
Last few days have seen hundreds that didn't get caught by the blacklist. So I implimented akismet. We'll see if it works. If you encounter trouble commenting though, please drop me an email and I'll look into it.
Update:
I believe it is working now.
Thanks,
Update:
I believe it is working now.
Thanks,
People Gathering for a Wedding
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Last few days have seen hundreds that didn't get caught by the blacklist. So I implimented akismet. We'll see if it works. If you encounter trouble commenting though, please drop me an email and I'll look into it.
Update:
I believe it is working now.
Thanks,
Update:
I believe it is working now.
Thanks,
Ugandan Children, Uganda, Africa
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What do Tv and Av Mean on your Camera and How does Ev Figure Into It All?
Published On: September 27, 2006 15:09
Love Suffers Love, and Endless Hoping
Published On: September 29, 2006 13:43,
filed in Verse
day suffers day, and emptiness
a pervasive feeling in the back of the soul
and frustration, crying out, but not completely,
to proud to let go of ruined things familiar
self suffers self, and resignation
a comfortable pain that is perversely loved
defying logic to pour energy into an object long dead
to vain to give up hopes of a selfish triumph
love suffers love, and endless hoping
a faithful prompting in the depths of the heart
telling you to let go of sins long held private
to kind to cease from calling you home
a pervasive feeling in the back of the soul
and frustration, crying out, but not completely,
to proud to let go of ruined things familiar
self suffers self, and resignation
a comfortable pain that is perversely loved
defying logic to pour energy into an object long dead
to vain to give up hopes of a selfish triumph
love suffers love, and endless hoping
a faithful prompting in the depths of the heart
telling you to let go of sins long held private
to kind to cease from calling you home
Village Life, Uganda Africa
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day suffers day, and emptiness
a pervasive feeling in the back of the soul
and frustration, crying out, but not completely,
to proud to let go of ruined things familiar
self suffers self, and resignation
a comfortable pain that is perversely loved
defying logic to pour energy into an object long dead
to vain to give up hopes of a selfish triumph
love suffers love, and endless hoping
a faithful prompting in the depths of the heart
telling you to let go of sins long held private
to kind to cease from calling you home
a pervasive feeling in the back of the soul
and frustration, crying out, but not completely,
to proud to let go of ruined things familiar
self suffers self, and resignation
a comfortable pain that is perversely loved
defying logic to pour energy into an object long dead
to vain to give up hopes of a selfish triumph
love suffers love, and endless hoping
a faithful prompting in the depths of the heart
telling you to let go of sins long held private
to kind to cease from calling you home
