In fact, a depressing amount of the time—really up until this week—I would do my job until I hadn’t the slightest idea what time it was or what bullshit I was typing or what my crank was ever meant to be attached to in the first place.
But, even when my shitty little crank was not attached to anything, I did keep cranking. Because, Dads do their job. It’s what they do.
They crank. They crank and crank and crank and crank.
It used to be about something... I can't remember what.
I really believe this.
No. This is not happening.
Now I want this on a t-shirt.
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It’s been a while since I’ve posted a recording. I made this this morning with my 2nd Generation iPod Touch, so it’s got some strange artifacts, but is still a nice walk through the spring peepers, bird-kind, and tree whispers along my path to the office.
Enjoy.
Trolls and Vikings
J: best quote on the internets ever: “Our Viking ancestors spoke stories of battles with trolls, and today we still see them on the internet.”
G: Them who?
J: ?
G: The Trolls? Or the Vikings?
J: The trolls.
G: Orly?
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I. Adore. This. Child.
Been drawing earth elementals.
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The snow fell heavy on Jan 17, 2011. Like my breaths. Like my breaths.
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This is a recording made from the picnic table outside my office. There was a lot going on out there this morning— most angry chipmunks— but there are a few other interesting sounds in this recording. Listen for the rumbling sounds of the local police outdoor shooting range in the far off distance.
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This is a recording I made in my favorite Gazebo here at work. There is a marsh to the north and east, a forest to the west and a country road to the south. I take lunches here when I can.
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Revenge
8/12/2010 4:32 PM
From the Walks in the woods series.
Recorded at 4:30 p.m. on 8/12/2010.
More stories are coming.
One Day.
Honest.
