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Thiafora: Greek summer 2006, book 2
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Friday, November 10, 2006. Greek summer 2006, book 2. On back of notebook). Mykonos Market 7/12/06 between Paradise and Drafaki heading back at beginning of dusk. I just walked in and there they were. I think I asked for smaller ones in perfect Greek. Got a happy smile. She was happy the tourist knew to speak Greek. :). Va ploirosw - shall I pay. Later in the afternoon Radio Paranga: essential restaurant napping by the pool. Warm and windy. They...1 rai...
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Thiafora: 09/01/2003 - 10/01/2003
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Saturday, September 27, 2003. Mushi mo suki zuki. It is a Japanese proverb. Means that even a bug can eat the bitter plant. To each his own". I also learned about my student's stripper moms, their private strip club parties at hotels and people's houses, junk yards, drive shafts and U-Joints today. The pretty girl who I have stuff to talk about with is at a gay party in Jackson. I think we'll only be friends. What a long fuckin' day. Adam wanted to know.
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Thiafora: more Colossus
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Thursday, June 29, 2006. The world must become small again as the old Greek world was- small enough to include everybody. Until the very last man is included there will be no real human society. We are building an abstract, dehumanized world out of the ashes of an illusory materialism. Henry Miller, The Colossus of Maroussi pp 235-237. Henry Miller, The Colossus of Maroussi pp 237-240. Henry Miller, The Colossus of Maroussi p 240. Fern Holland's War (Pe...
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Thiafora: 02/01/2003 - 03/01/2003
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Monday, February 24, 2003. Maybe I'm being a bit ambitous trying to blend in another story. Screw it. It's mine to do with as I want to. Just need to flesh out some conflict and resolution between the foreigner and the boy or people of the sand or sand, who knows? Maybe this online flash memoirs group I found on Yahoo might give me a hand. Wish me luck. His roommate Sam had followed his tracks into a valley until the boy thoroughly confused him. Then th...
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Thiafora: Would you go on the trip of your life if you wouldn’t be able to remember it later?
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Monday, December 24, 2007. Would you go on the trip of your life if you wouldn’t be able to remember it later? You learn anythin' from all this? Yeah," said Mr. Nancy. And then he said, grudgingly, "You're not so dumb.". Neil Gaiman, "American Gods". Posted by Chris at 10:24 AM. Betty Dodson, feminist and sex educator, she lets us talk about everything! The Bruce Lee synthesizer! Punishment: My nanowrimo attempt. Tree Planting in Africa: My Iowa attempt.
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Thiafora: 08/01/2003 - 09/01/2003
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Thursday, August 28, 2003. I didn't leave home to plant trees, but I did. I planted four of the most hopeful and hopeless trees in the world. With my bare hands, I sifted dried cow dung into the most ragged soil I would ever know. I would have to learn the finer points of mathematics instruction in Mississippi. Posted by Chris at 12:08 AM. Sunday, August 24, 2003. The pastor said, "Jesus would take ya to the woodshed for that! Posted by Chris at 8:19 PM.
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Thiafora: old tree and kindergarten
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Sunday, September 24, 2006. Old tree and kindergarten. I drove past the old tree and kindergarten today, the big old tree is dying, it's not as full and vibrant as it once was. And the kindergarten has new plastic swing toys with bright colors. I remember being five years old and walking home from school one day to the amazement and holy hell freaking out of my poor mother. It was a long way for a little boy. Posted by Chris at 11:55 AM. New-town, Massa...
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Thiafora: 04/01/2003 - 05/01/2003
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Saturday, April 19, 2003. I found this thumbing through Anja's. Bathroom Reader . I'm typing from her computer. It's morning, everyone's asleep except for Kat. Should've asked if I could join in on her morning run but, I'd probably have slowed her down. A few words from Harry Truman, our 33rd president. I don't believe in anti-anything. A man has to have a program; you have to be for. Something, otherwise you will never get anywhere.". I wanted to make ...
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Thiafora: Greek summer 2006, book 1
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Saturday, October 28, 2006. Greek summer 2006, book 1. 2 old navy khakis. 1 old navy shorts. 1 key chain tool and flash light. 3 short sleeve button shirts. 4 pair dress socks. 1 old navy polo shirt. I think it’s 5000 miles to Washington state. Now I’m going across the ocean in a day as opposed to a land crossing of a few weeks. My boundaries grow. Leaving Zurich. Finally some air conditioning and a decent seat! A well known maxim among stylish French w...
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Thiafora: 10/01/2003 - 11/01/2003
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A quiet place to store my memories for easy access. Wednesday, October 29, 2003. He thought this. She thought that. She is very excited, while he seems reserved. Neat narrative device. Maybe, I'll try it. Thanks Beth. Posted by Chris at 11:53 PM. Joe was smarter than that. He knew that if he ruffled one hair on any of those boys’ heads he would spend the rest of his career in a stockade. He’d have to wait until he got home. Posted by Chris at 11:38 PM. Tuesday, October 28, 2003. Monday, October 27, 2003.
