ovum on the move

[30 Jul 2006 | Sunday]

11:15 PM - ovum on the move
Current mood: provincial

it's the end of a week- the end of another appreciably minor epoch- meaning a second running of the credits is in order.

things i have gained:

1. vibrant internal visuals of the second annual "gnyra-roberts vermillion fair" themed retreat
2. hope that tangible photos will soon surface
3. a long awaited dwindling rearview of edmonton seasoned by: prairie in the foreground, calexico/iron & wine, crush talk, old jokes, new concerns, wisps of our ill-fated nothern lights courting one another betwixt rainclouds, reciprocation & encouragement of the calibre that only weathered friends can provide
4. bloated bellyfuls of hastily picked & ingested rasberries & peas
5. recurring daydreams of a humble acreage life (silted pantcuffs, weeding, rotortilling, coyotes, restful nights, scenic commutes & "breaking even" being more than enough)
6. renewed faith in my ability to sense the emotional climate of friends' hearts and plan/de-plan accordingly
7. a chance to willfully discredit my clairvoyance and transfer the propers to our open congress of hearts
8. ever increasing amazement at loved ones' willingness to accept my meager social downpayments on the adoration they are owed
9. the need to point out that you wish you had friends like megan heather and caylie gnyra
10. partial reconciliation with the albertan landscape*
11. one high speed chase (in opposing direction to the day's course) to foil what we thought was an attempt to displace vegreville's legacy by way of flatbed truck **
12. a favourable functional footwear forecast for the fall
13. deeper appreciation for the noble lunacy of hermit life
14. closure

and one credit cancelled out by sub-equatorial opportunities:

15. new bearings but no one to longboard with





** it was only the 'parade replica', silly girls.

* special thanks to:
more derelict prairie structures than i could ever make designs to infiltrate, far off hay bales looking like manna (or brown sugar mini-wheats for those minds not steeped in old covenant associations), undulating oceans of knee high grass, pontiac's choice of crystalline front windows, and paul brandt's baritone. mmhm.

yeah, i said betwixt. what of it?

Currently reading:
Jesus and Marx: From Gospel to Ideology
By Jacques Ellul
Release date: By September, 1988

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