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Go outside and just listen.

2009-01-12T00:51:00.007-06:00

It's quieter tonight. The angels sing and the trumpets play. It's quieter tonight.

Home is when you step outside at midnight for a cigarette and all you hear is wind grazing the trees and the crackling of its branches. Nothing else, no cars, no people, no birds, just the wind and the trees.

Welcome 2009.

2009-01-02T03:03:00.010-06:00

Courtesy of Garfield Minus Garfield.

The best feeling is when you think about your day and feel that you have accomplished something to your full capacity. For instance, you study from the afternoon past dusk, past the rush hour traffic, up until 2 am; until it feels like words are just spilling out of your ears and nose. Then you get home and jump in the shower and you start thinking, "Should I review this stuff one more time? [Pause to think] Naw, fuck it." Then you crack open a cold one, turn on the history channel, and doze off.

Triumphant

2008-12-17T20:34:00.004-06:00

WIN!

We will make it through.

And so, my fellow Americans

2008-12-16T23:59:00.007-06:00

Taken: 10/14/1960 2:00 AM
Michigan Union, Ann Arbor, MICH

At times, I guess you can expect me to be posting pictures or writings of things that actually mean more to life than boots or driving gloves. Here is JFK speaking in front of the Michigan Union about the Peace Corps.

Peter, paul, and john

2008-12-15T18:48:00.010-06:00

Class of 2008

http://michigantoday.umich.edu/2008/05/grad08.php

What a great run. "The friends you have made here at Michigan, will most likely be the friends you have made for life." - Some dude giving the commencement speech.

Hip hop hooray

2008-12-15T11:57:00.004-06:00

Courtesy of Garfield Minus Garfield.

Show me my motto

2008-12-13T23:45:00.003-06:00

For him; gift

2008-12-13T19:57:00.004-06:00

Courtesy of Dents / Oi Polloi.

For him; gift

2008-12-13T19:50:00.003-06:00

Courtesy of Abici / Oi Polloi.

Milk glass led lamp

2008-12-10T23:08:00.006-06:00

Courtesy of Locomolife.

Light the way to your fridge for a glass of milk with a glass of milk. Just make sure not to drink the LEDs on the way back up.

For those of us that still use baby bottles

2008-12-10T18:03:00.005-06:00

Courtesy of Green to Grow.

Bidspheno A-free, Phthalate-free, worry free. We can now be assured that our friend in her 20s can drink free of any toxins from her bottle. The world is a wonderful place.

Bom chika wah wah

2008-12-09T23:41:00.008-06:00

This is complete interior pr0n.

Courtesy of Reinier de Jong / Bom Interieurs.

Where the gravel meets the sky

2008-12-09T12:00:00.001-06:00

Courtesy of Toms Shoes (Shoes for Tomorrow).

For me; memories and dedications; 1 of 2

2008-12-09T01:07:00.001-06:00

For her; boots

2008-12-08T23:34:00.003-06:00

she says: "i like!"

Courtesy of Dolce Vita / OakNYC.

For her; boots

2008-12-08T23:30:00.003-06:00

she says: "the heel is too high."

Courtesy of Repetto / OakNYC.

For her; oxfords

2008-12-08T23:24:00.003-06:00

she says: "not bad.
no laces?"

Courtesy of Sam Edelman / Revolve.

For her; oxfords

2008-12-08T23:15:00.002-06:00

she says: "yeahh.
those are nice but too girly.
not my style."

Courtesy of f-troupe / OakNYC.

The home that used to be the home away from home

2008-12-07T19:29:00.001-06:00

The drive to and from Ann Arbor is always a moment for me; leads me to thinking, I usually find myself engaged in pleasant ponders and what ifs and whens. I used to dread the cut throat winter chills. I used to dread the studying; days pouring over into the endless nights. I used to dread the monotone trudging to class. But, you know what Ann Arbor? You're okay.

Thank you all for welcoming me into your homes.

Don't want to be a void

2008-11-25T01:58:00.000-06:00

I do believe in deep fried turkey, yuletide carols, and Charlie Brown Holidays. I do believe in going to Europe with your friends, eating strange and new things, and staying up all night to watch the sunrise. I do believe in freeing Willy, chestnuts roasting on an open fire, and at least once in your life, drinking so much that you puke your own bile. But I don't believe in annoying past loves, dragons, and living not passionately.

You have to believe in something, or you will be a rhythmless void.

Nonsense canon

2008-11-14T00:45:00.002-06:00

Before the leaves are all gone.
Chicago, ILL, USA.
Taken: 10/31/2008 Noonish.

We often spend our lives searching for the American psyche—the romantic cross-country road trip and the westward odyssey manifested by our desires to see the sun breaking upon the peaceful sea. We often expect that the dust the wind blows high to be gold in the sunset sky. We squint in the light to capture that dust. Sometimes we falter in trying and thus through trials, we will grow.

Our wills, they are solid, or at least momentarily. Our legs, they are strong. But our hearts are exhausted from trying to keep up.

Sometimes someone comes along that is willing to listen to the murmur, but most often they won't.

Because we've constructed the things that we want—faith, love, trust, and belief as desires to obtain by taking. Our necessities should look a little more like love.

The other day

2008-11-12T12:31:00.003-06:00

The other day I gave a ride to a complete stranger. In today's day and age it is definitely hard to let your guard down and completely make yourself vulnerable to all the presentable variables. But sometimes, I think it is right to reach out and interact in a way that is out of our usual comfort zone. And maybe one day, karma will find it suitable to reward me a free car ride when it's raining outside.

It's a nice day out

2008-11-05T22:45:00.001-06:00

So today, I took a break from studying; sat outside of the library and smoked a cigarette. I saw middle aged man walk into the library wearing a shirt that read, "make beats, not war." sweet shirt. as he was walked in, i heard him hum this high pitched song. and he started to air drum. that was awesome. then, randomly this Korean guy walked really fast over to where I was sitting and asked me if he can sit down. And I'm all for socializing with strangers. So I nodded and he sat down. He asked me if I was Korean. And that I am. This was only the beginning of the sleuth of questions he started to ask me. He asked me if I was Christian. And I said yes. He then asked, "Can you say 예수 그리스도?" I said it. And he requested, "One more time." And I said it again. Meanwhile, while this was all going on, he was smoking a cigarette. I've never seen anyone smoke as intense and furiously as he did. It looked as if he wanted a serious cigarette buzz. He puffed that cigarette like someone does when trying to sip as much coke out of a cup using a straw. I smoked one cigarette by the time he finished 4. He asked me more questions. What major I was. When I came to America. If I had a girlfriend. It turns out he came here when he was 9. And it's been 30 some odd years and he's 40 now. He went to Northern Illinois University. He has a brother that's married but he's not. He's from Rolling Meadows. He's at the library to use the internet to pass some time. He knew that the Michigan football team hasn't been doing so well this year. He then capped it all of with, "I don't know why but I like white girls." I found out things about him in 15 minutes, than all the things I would usually find out about people in 2 days. He then said, "예수 그리스도 one more time. It's like taking in the spirit every time to breathe when you say that." Then I replied, "Yes, as we smoke our cigarettes."

Ashley's

2008-10-20T23:07:00.001-05:00

Three days and I'll be back in Ann Arbor. Not for good, just for a visit. Close friends find it baffling that I'm returning to my previous institution of academia. Seeing that I have hated the school. But finding myself out of a surrounding that I've been accustomed to for the past four years of my life, is kind of weird. I do miss the town, I do miss the people, I do miss that certain misery during midterms and feeling relieved after they are finished, but only to find myself back in that misery two weeks after the first misery; repeated until the end of the semester. I guess Ann Arbor did find its way to my heart. I guess it's my turn to return the favor and find my way back to Ashley's and drink a cold autumn brew with a side dish of stinky cheese fries.

Crossing the atlantic pond

2008-10-02T21:35:00.001-05:00

While Paul and I waited for John's arrival to Europe, we toured London. It's a nice place. The people speak English. I wouldn't mind visiting again. Maybe next time, someone won't be sleeping in my bed when I return from a night of drinking. Chip chip, cheerio. Cheers.

Big Ben.
London, UK
Taken: 6/18/2008 10:15 AM

Some mural on a wall.
London, UK
Taken: 6/18/2008 11:00 AM

Some mural on a wall, Part 2.
London, UK
Taken: 6/18/2008 11:05 AM

Tower Bridge.
London, UK
Taken: 6/18/2008 12:09 AM

Tower Bridge close up.
London, UK
Taken: 6/18/2008 12:35 AM