tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55085012011-07-14T17:35:31.551-07:00Hourglass SocietyHaven't you ever wanted to?Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.comBlogger971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1162308374327243822006-10-31T07:25:00.000-08:002006-10-31T07:26:14.356-08:00I like water chesnuts.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1158342167022774182006-09-15T10:42:00.000-07:002006-09-15T10:42:47.023-07:00To All Members:Meeting.September 30, 20068amUsual Location.Who's in??jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1158091863732898942006-09-12T12:53:00.000-07:002006-09-12T13:11:03.890-07:00Dear HGS,It's true. I am not going to post an excerpt of said NaNoWriMo novel. I never will. You can' t make me.OK, here it is:It was six o'clock in the morningGOTCHA! This is not an excerpt of my book. Ha!I am done with the medium of the novel for a while. (Or, more accurately, I never started.) (Or, even more accurately, I started, floundered, restarted, and quit.) I have been doing a lot of justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1136251881569526162006-01-02T17:31:00.000-08:002006-01-02T17:31:21.583-08:00Still waiting for that excerpt, Gus..............................Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1134249090398630432005-12-10T13:11:00.000-08:002005-12-10T13:11:30.410-08:00“Let your words be steel! Let your tongue be a flint! Do not waver, do not hesitate!” the Prophet announced, eyes on fire, hands raised in proclamation. People on the sidewalk gave him wide berth and would not make eye contact. “Beware the coming darkness! Do not be at peace, and neither rest, for war is upon you! War I say, war is upon you. Gird your loins for battle and prepare your Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1133379741051518242005-11-30T11:41:00.000-08:002005-11-30T11:42:21.063-08:00Rain lashed the windows of Doctor Philip Stanton’s office as his coffee maker noisily pushed out the last few drops of water. His wife had bought the small coffee maker last Christmas for evenings such as this one. It was eight o’clock and Dr. Stanton was just beginning his shift, which wouldn’t end until six the following morning. Sitting in his chair behind his desk, he yawned and stretched Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1132972306575831312005-11-25T18:31:00.000-08:002005-11-25T18:31:46.586-08:00Yada yada yada, blaugh, plooooop!!!!!!(got tired of no new posts on this blog)Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1131667164959133522005-11-10T15:52:00.000-08:002005-11-10T15:59:24.976-08:00jennifer joy says:tim, the one whose hair curls like smoke,Timothy says:yes jen, whose walled fortress is the tsg front officeTimothy says:patiently guarding the holy land against the casual infidel who would breach its sacred borderjennifer joy says:how fares the building of large mechanical things--the forces of the future?Timothy says:all is well, and all things are well, and all things will jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1130974440878604872005-11-02T15:33:00.000-08:002005-11-02T15:34:00.893-08:00Monday • November 7 • 7pmJ.R. MoehringerThe Tender Bar (Hyperion)Reading & Book SigningThe College Inn Pub, 4006 University Way NE, SeattleWith his father absent, J.R. Moehringer looked for male role models on the stools at Publicans, a local bar. Now a Pulitzer Prize - winning journalist, Moehringer looks back at his life sitting at the stick.Much of it took place when he was way too young to jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1130892114238683212005-11-01T16:35:00.000-08:002005-11-01T16:41:54.250-08:00In my attempt to encourage my nanowrimo friends, I typed "novel writing" into google images to see what would turn up. Here are my results:This first one makes complete sense, kinda goes with the whole novel thing, plus its just a cool photo. Now, how this next one goes under the heading of "novel writing" is beyond me, but you know...I guess that it could come in handy when in desperate need forjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1129252850939991432005-10-13T18:20:00.000-07:002005-10-13T18:22:57.233-07:00My latest literary exploration came from this cranium. Malcolm Gladwell's The Tipping Point is perhaps one of the most useful books I've read. I would recommend it to anybody.justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1129165154283892352005-10-12T17:50:00.000-07:002005-10-12T17:59:14.290-07:00It's official! I am insane. I registered at nanowrimo. I am going to attempt to 50k words in 31 days. I will either humbly succeed or brilliantly fail. I hope you're all with me! justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1128728436482220512005-10-07T16:31:00.000-07:002005-10-07T16:40:36.540-07:00"The nub of political disagreement today...can be traced ultimately and finally to the matter of moral authority...the basis by which people determine whether something is good or bad, right or wrong, acceptable or unacceptable..." (From Culture Wars by James Davidson Hunter 42).The difference between orthodox (conservative) and progressive (liberal):Orthodox: "commitment on the part of jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1128569190354828102005-10-05T20:25:00.000-07:002005-10-05T20:26:30.360-07:00Now I've gone and done it...justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127928125459548772005-09-28T10:21:00.000-07:002005-09-28T10:22:05.466-07:00"Western philosophy is a series of footnotes to Plato" --Albert North Whiteheadjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127863262785248432005-09-27T16:19:00.000-07:002005-09-27T16:21:02.793-07:00Hey, Justin, I think you were writing about this before. Do you want to do it? They have a whole deal set up. We could write a 50,000 word book in the month of November. Do we all want to do this? (Esther, don't answer that question)At least read through this list and either decide yes or no.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127860032810728652005-09-27T15:23:00.000-07:002005-09-27T15:27:12.820-07:00Interesting connection:My song is love Love to the loveless, shown And it goes up You don't have to be alone Your heavy heart Is made of stone And its so hard to see you clearly You don't have to be on your own You don't have to be on your own And I'm not gonna take it back Well I'm not gonna say I don't mean that Your the target that I'm aiming at And I get that message home My song is love My jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127839898355626962005-09-27T09:47:00.000-07:002005-09-27T09:51:38.363-07:00There are two responses to spilling a double tall with light cream americano on one's newly pressed kahakis.1.*&#$, #&@# and $%&*!2. Well, at least its Victor's Celtic Coffee House espresso and not Starbucks....and my cup was still half full!jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127771471195558932005-09-26T14:33:00.000-07:002005-09-26T14:51:11.240-07:00At the last meeting of the Hourglass Society, we resolved the following items:Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127751980952449442005-09-26T09:26:00.000-07:002005-09-26T09:26:20.956-07:00The Table jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1127336892265063932005-09-21T14:07:00.000-07:002005-09-21T14:08:12.273-07:00YAY!!!!! 8am Saturday September 24 Hillcrest Bakery Be there or...just be there.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1126214529831205752005-09-08T14:22:00.000-07:002005-09-09T16:18:04.426-07:00AH HAH!! I vanished it!!E*STARnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1126213222665434352005-09-08T13:48:00.000-07:002005-09-08T14:00:22.670-07:00C.S. Lewis, Madeliene L'Engle and J.R.R. Tolkien in a boxing match with Neil PostmanPostman: " ...the pictorial and narrative mode is of a lower order of complexity and maturity than the expository. Pictures and stories are the natural form in which children understand the world. Exposition is for grown-ups" (117)Lewis: “The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1126138699340206382005-09-07T17:16:00.000-07:002005-09-07T17:18:19.346-07:00Poll:What was the first video game you ever played?jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1125421287151614962005-08-30T10:00:00.000-07:002005-08-30T10:01:27.160-07:00What is everybody doing on September 24th? Can we hit Hillcrest that morning? Wouldn't it be nice to stop talking about it and actually DO something together? HUH????Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1125352865295600072005-08-29T15:00:00.000-07:002005-08-29T15:01:05.300-07:00Hey, what is everybody doing on Sept. 24th? Would this work as a time to get together?Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1124902515343680292005-08-24T09:52:00.000-07:002005-08-24T09:55:15.346-07:00A good definition of today's typical postmodern American:"...Promiscuous knowers, flitting from one bit of information to another, with no fidelity to an overarching worldview." (Habits of The High Tech Heart; Quentin J. Shultze)jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1124217888201495762005-08-16T11:40:00.000-07:002005-08-16T11:44:48.210-07:00I'm halfway through a book that every single Hourglassian absolutely must without exception read. It is called No Plot? No Problem! A Low-Stress, High-Velocity Guide to Writing a Novel in 30 Days. Its main point is that the main thing writers lack is not a plot or characters or structure or a theme or settings, but a deadline. I think I agree with him. Learn more at NaNoWriMo.I'm going to do it. justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1124216830124901642005-08-16T11:24:00.000-07:002005-08-16T11:27:10.133-07:00"There is not a square inch in the whole domain of human existence over which Christ, who is sovereign over all, does not cry, "Mine!" --Abraham Kuyper; Dutch theologian.(Eyes Wide Open, William D. Romanowski, 49)jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1123866463834531992005-08-12T09:49:00.000-07:002005-08-12T10:07:43.856-07:00"If you listen to most contemporary Christian music, you would think that all Christians do is worship and evangelize; of course, if you listen to Top 40 radio, you would think that all people do is fall in and out of love. but it seems that one reason why so many Christians pay little attention to Christian music is that they are already firm in the faith and they don't need to be evagelized."--jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1123445765576118702005-08-07T13:15:00.000-07:002005-08-07T13:16:05.583-07:00And you thought it would never happen... an entire article from Jack Handey! What I'd Say to the MartiansTimothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1123105540855571182005-08-03T14:42:00.000-07:002005-08-03T14:45:40.863-07:00Hey, this blog had only six unique visitors on Monday but 50 page loads. Who got load-happy?:)When are we going to get back to our roots? Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122940680720071412005-08-01T16:57:00.000-07:002005-08-01T16:58:00.720-07:00The T. S. Eliot Prize for Poetry is an annual $2,000 cash award for thebest unpublished book-length collection of poetry in English, in honorof native Missourian T. S. Eliot's legacy. The winning collection isalso published. Manuscripts should be 60 to 100 pages. A $25 fee is required, and entries must be postmarked by October 31, 2005 and sent to:T. S. Eliot PrizeTruman State University Press100jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122675506637514332005-07-29T15:15:00.000-07:002005-08-01T16:56:59.070-07:00Mini AdventureEsther and I enjoyed some Edamame together the other night and had a little adventure together. YUM. Though she contends that the Edamame at another location, of which I cannot remember the name, is much better.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122577554625737252005-07-28T11:44:00.000-07:002005-07-28T12:05:54.630-07:00I'm brainstorming for a script for our Christmas play this year (which would mean that I've had at least some little part in writing a Christmas play for four years in a row!) Doesn't that bring back some fond memories?Anyhow, the idea I'm working on is that Congress passes an act to outlaw the celebration of Christmas because of the amount of depression, loneliness & rejection people experience justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122511190438101202005-07-27T17:39:00.000-07:002005-07-27T17:39:50.446-07:00We live in the era of solipsism.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122484119299968052005-07-27T10:07:00.000-07:002005-07-27T10:08:39.306-07:00One of the best C.S. Lewis sites I've seen in a while...take a minute to browse it. http://cslewis.drzeus.net/jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1122043153883214862005-07-22T07:37:00.000-07:002005-07-22T07:39:13.890-07:00"We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go making mud pies in the slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by an offer of a holiday at sea."- C.S. LewisTimothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1121523989233319602005-07-16T07:21:00.000-07:002005-07-16T07:26:30.223-07:00"To trust in spite of the look of being forsaken; to keep crying out into the vast, whence comes no returning voice, and where seems no hearing; to see the machinery of the world pauselessly grinding on as if self-moved, caring for no life, nor shifting a hairbreadth for all entreaty, and yet to believe God is awake and utterly loving; to desire nothing but what comes meant for us from His hand, jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1121189848188850492005-07-12T10:17:00.000-07:002005-07-12T10:42:31.590-07:00Oh yes. The SBDHGSBM's. Gotta look out for those.Lately my creative energy all seems to find a home in tee shirt designs. I would like to start a tee shirt company. I should just do it.justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1121000220547965632005-07-10T05:53:00.000-07:002005-07-10T06:00:17.880-07:00Goodness me, am I tired this morning. I suppose that is what happens when you work 100 hour weeks, 100 miles an hour, 100 hours a mile.I'm reading Farenheit 451 right now and am enjoying it. Why haven't I ever read any Ray Bradbury before? What is my problem? If you haven't read it, do. I think it would be a very interesting book to actually DISCUSS. Remember? That's part of the reason why we Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1120155950587631822005-06-30T11:23:00.000-07:002005-06-30T11:27:17.910-07:00A Must Read for all Hourglass Society Members:Gilead, Marilynne Robinsonjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1119554164457618622005-06-23T11:53:00.000-07:002005-06-23T12:16:04.463-07:00You know, sometimes, T.S. Eliot can be a pompous ass."...so that every individual shall in due course take his place at the highest cultural level for which his natural aptitudes qualify him." --Notes Towards the Definition of Culture, pp.23-24.I adore Eliot, of course, but sometimes he is just a little over the top. I wonder how he'd fare in our PoMo world? Imagine chatting online with Eliot. jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1119547436307509962005-06-23T10:22:00.000-07:002005-06-23T10:23:56.313-07:00The Hubble has found Sauron...http://www.newscientistspace.com/article.ns?id=dn7564jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1119458062608817922005-06-22T09:23:00.000-07:002005-06-22T09:39:39.980-07:00Muppets take Manhattan is not synecdochically correct, but Muppets take New York City doesn't sound right and is still not a synecdoche. I do like Muppets, however. Especially Kermit.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1119290592482203452005-06-20T11:02:00.000-07:002005-06-20T14:05:22.750-07:00I am pleased to report that Lucie Moore, as our honorary Hourglass Society member, has now officially been added to this blogspot.Lucie, we welcome you, even though American waiters never understand you when you ask for water.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1119035070075280012005-06-17T12:03:00.000-07:002005-06-17T12:05:39.723-07:00For all you recent converts...... Queen Elizabeth is rawkin’ the palace on her new iPod. -- via Engadgetjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118942332394397042005-06-16T10:08:00.000-07:002005-06-16T10:18:52.403-07:00I have been reading David Wagoner, my poetry teacher from UW. His new book of poems, Good Morning and Good Night is full of wonder. Many of the poems are about childhood experiences, either his or those of his children, but looking through the eyes of a child really allows for seeing things differently than the usual. He takes a situation out of the common and makes it uncommon."The Message"Davidjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118697265532665192005-06-13T14:13:00.000-07:002005-06-13T14:14:25.533-07:00This is from a post I made on June 30th, 2003, and I think it bears repeating:Fooz snap per raffle puttyIn dem wannempeg jutty;Notim calp uberflapJot snarf fortsnapComplanix.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118441657467275512005-06-10T15:09:00.000-07:002005-06-10T15:14:17.483-07:00Let's walk to the moon. Google ...claims that they've indexed 8,058,044,651 Web pages. Let's assume that the average Web document, when printed, uses two sheets of paper. Using a 10-page-per-minute printer, it would take 3,066 years to print the entire Web. A stack of 500 sheets of paper is 2 inches high. Therefore, the stack of pages representing the printed Web would be 1,017 miles high. If youjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118360916243417042005-06-09T16:47:00.000-07:002005-06-09T16:48:36.250-07:00A Literary Map of Manhattanjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118348620920643742005-06-09T13:12:00.000-07:002005-06-09T13:23:40.926-07:00I drove by a Catholic school the other day, and they were having some kind of a festival. They blocked off an entire street in my neighborhood with bouncy blow-ups, tables, tents and the like. Half of the playground was fenced off for two cows, who sat serenely chewing the cud. It was one of those orange plastic fences that wouldn't seem to do much good should one of the bovine captives decide tojustinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118252730621296422005-06-08T10:40:00.000-07:002005-06-08T10:47:27.273-07:00Somedays I find the adventure that I long for cannot be found in books.“The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what come through them was longing.” –C.S. Lewis; The Weight of GloryBut maybe that's the point. To keep us in that tension of waiting, hoping and longing for that which we jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118168692525017062005-06-07T11:24:00.000-07:002005-06-07T11:24:52.566-07:00Would you like to be here? Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1118158605941449302005-06-07T08:35:00.000-07:002005-06-07T08:36:45.943-07:00Ladies and Gentlemen, comments are now enabled. Comment to your heart's content!Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117835276123694772005-06-03T14:45:00.000-07:002005-06-03T14:47:56.130-07:00A potential site for a future Hourglass meeting......Classic American author Ernest Hemingway's beloved house in Cuba joined former homes of U.S. presidents and King Island in Alaska on an annual list issued Thursday of "America's Most Endangered Historic Places."The crumbling 9-acre estate on a hill just east of Havana was left to the Cuban people after Hemingway's death from suicide in 1961 andjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117739988405657512005-06-02T12:19:00.000-07:002005-06-02T12:19:48.410-07:00Vinyl PodcastStellar show. Check it out.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117653131371614972005-06-01T12:12:00.000-07:002005-06-01T12:12:11.376-07:00us. jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117220595641678092005-05-27T11:48:00.000-07:002005-05-27T12:03:15.646-07:00...Speaking of Iceland....I received an email from Daniel Ellenberger recently...I just had the priviledge to spend two weeks of vacation in Iceland. Myfather lives there (remarried with an icelandic woman). Thanks to some financialsupport from my Dad I went with our twin boys and we men ;-) had a very excitingtime together: We went horseback riding everyday! My father owns two icelandichorses jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117219517230363822005-05-27T11:41:00.000-07:002005-05-27T11:45:17.236-07:00Looks like we have a new f-word...The Washington Post’s front-page headline this morning—“DemocratsExtend Debate On Bolton”—struck me as curious. Why the longer, lesslively phrase “extend debate” rather than the punchy “filibuster”? ---Bench Memosjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117051099072712972005-05-25T12:41:00.000-07:002005-05-25T17:22:07.840-07:00What are we waiting for? Let's go. I'd like to shoot a movie there someday. As a matter of fact, I move that HGS adopt Iceland as its official home base. Thanks for the explanation Tim-to-the-fourth-quadrant. You're a true friend. A truly secure male, too.justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117041130745991302005-05-25T10:11:00.000-07:002005-05-25T10:12:10.746-07:00And I would really like to visit Iceland someday. Anyone game?Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1117041005904323772005-05-25T10:05:00.000-07:002005-05-25T10:10:05.910-07:00No one was to ever know. Jessica Bradford wrote a full-page letter to me requesting that I do this heinous act. Her request was based on the kiss-withdrawal that she feared her brother was experiencing because of the lack of sisterly kisses he typically received from her. She also included in this package a brand-new, wrapped lipstick of the exact type she wears. Her request was that I kiss Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116952511073608032005-05-24T09:32:00.000-07:002005-05-24T09:35:11.080-07:00Timothy, why did you put on lipstick and kiss Andrew on June 25, 2003?justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116867226828448712005-05-23T12:34:00.000-07:002005-05-25T15:36:04.346-07:00I've been reading George's Complete Fairy Tales, so forgive me if I keep posting amazing findings. In a tale called "The Shadows," he describes an old author who was crowned king of the fairies. Shadows come to carry him away on a litter to Iceland..."The sea was not frozen; for all the stars shone as clear out of the deeps below as they shone out of the deeps above; and as the bearers slid alongjustinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116631899738121182005-05-20T16:24:00.000-07:002005-05-23T11:39:45.130-07:00A very long sentence:"In strict accordance with the peculiar nature of this country of uncertainties, it came to pass one day, that in the midst of a shower of rain that might well be called golden, seeing the sun, shining as it fell, turned all its drops into molten topazes, and every drop was good for a grain of golden corn, or a yellow cowslip, or a buttercup, or a dandelion at least;--while justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116627026543668472005-05-20T15:06:00.000-07:002005-05-20T15:10:26.550-07:00Someone may find this of interest. I found this on Relevant Magazine.To any one who grew up on Christian rock, the following may be hard to swallow.After 33 years of making music together, Christian rock pioneer Petra will callit quits this December.So Sad..... jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116612060141626652005-05-20T11:01:00.000-07:002005-05-20T11:01:00.156-07:00Tim-O: what are you doing blogging at 1:37 am?jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116608424609317802005-05-20T10:05:00.000-07:002005-05-20T10:05:13.846-07:00I just had a thought. The name "Hourglass" is slightly reminiscent of that popular daytime soap "Days of Our Lives" except we arent even remotely as dramatic. "Days" has also been able to stay afloat longer than we have. Maybe if instead of styling ourselves after a book club, we could be a daytime soap opera?hmmm?jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116578314124955072005-05-20T01:37:00.000-07:002005-05-20T01:38:34.130-07:00Wow. Looking at the formats for blogs this is kinda... old school. Which is fitting, eh?Wow.Hourglass.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1116524769409060622005-05-19T10:45:00.000-07:002005-05-19T10:46:09.413-07:00Could we begin again?jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1075623247328578192004-02-01T00:14:00.000-08:002004-02-01T00:15:44.983-08:00Doctor!!! We have a blip on the screen! It's feeble, but I see a pulse. Can we revive it? CAN WE REVIVE IT???Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1073050298303692582004-01-02T05:31:00.000-08:002004-01-02T05:32:46.186-08:00of course, unless someone remembers.
hello 2004jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1065526720766276242003-10-07T04:38:00.000-07:002003-10-07T04:38:40.363-07:00[pulling out the paddles, muttering prayers under my breath, hoping against hope...]
My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.
- Albert Einstein
[if an einstein Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1065473291237542352003-10-06T13:48:00.000-07:002003-10-06T13:48:10.733-07:00you'd be surprised just how quickly a blogspot can die. I think that over a month of no posts would constitute a slow enough heartbeat to be considered no longer in the land of the living.
We salute you, www.hourglasssociety.blogspot.com, and we mourn your passing.
Unless, of course...Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1062140885241289112003-08-29T00:08:00.000-07:002003-08-29T00:11:34.206-07:00you'd be surprised just how quickly fly fishing can save the world.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1061919530513377182003-08-26T10:38:00.000-07:002003-08-26T10:38:50.446-07:00So I bought The River Why yesterday. I didn't realize before purchasing it that it is all about fly fishing. I have read the first couple chapters and I enjoy this guys writing style. You know, it was strange. I told the lady there that I was looking for a certain book by a certain author that a certain friend of mine (Jennifer Joy Staab) had highly recommended. All I could recall was that Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1061231141542083712003-08-18T11:25:00.000-07:002003-08-19T08:18:42.036-07:00For your information: Jennifer Joy Staab has 3 days remaining to enjoy the status as an undergraduate at the University of Washington. Soon, she will be a pedestrian living in Switzerland.jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1059864801363890562003-08-02T15:53:00.000-07:002003-08-02T15:56:35.910-07:00Dilemma
I had been looking for a certain volume of poetry, elusive and canny, until today. I found it hidden in a book of collected poems and thought I was the canny one, but then I wondered that if I was looking for someone, searching every movie theater until I found him standing in line, wedged between a large man with a baseball cap and a woman holding a cat, would I take them all home?
--jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1059254012903726552003-07-26T14:13:00.000-07:002003-07-26T14:13:32.930-07:00Hello everyone. I was pleasantly surprised when I stumbled upon our blogspot and found that others had been archiving their thoughts for me to find, at a time when I had successfully escaped to a quiet room. And I had great joy as I read the thoughts of friends who are across the big pond in this moment in time.Esther Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07466380774116908517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1059076342897391492003-07-24T12:52:00.000-07:002003-07-25T09:00:21.063-07:00"...it represents a state of mind into which we are all prone to through natural sloth to relapse, consists of those people who cannot believe that things will ever be very different from what they are at the moment. From time to time, under the influence perhaps of some persuasive writer or speaker, they may have an instant of disquiet or hope; but an invincible sluggishness of imagination makesjennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1058993162286794002003-07-23T13:46:00.000-07:002003-07-23T13:55:58.350-07:00Many are content with themselves because they side with those whose ways they do not endeavour to follow. Such are most who call themselves Christians. If men admired themselves only for what they did, their conceit would be greatly moderated.
from Heather and Snow
by George MacDonald
kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10444657889986165983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1058789605147516642003-07-21T05:13:00.000-07:002003-07-21T05:13:25.193-07:00I have but a moment as I sit in this internet cafe in the heated-and-getting-hotter streets of Geneva. But I would like to say (and by Jove, why shouldn't I?) that I very much enjoy reading the poetry that you guys put on this page. Keep it up.
If you would like to know what I am doing here, click here for info on our outreach to "Genf".
And Thursdays are actually a light peach color. Sorry.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1058377891882465542003-07-16T10:51:00.000-07:002003-07-16T10:51:31.776-07:00Gus:
i am overwhelmed.
truly.
But i think you are wrong about thursday. violet. definately violet.
Grey should never be assigned to a specific day as it is variable and can be arbitrarily assigned depending on weather, circumstances and the tides. Did you know that the full moon in LA is more beautiful than in seattle? i think the smog may create effects that are non-existant in seattle.
jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1057968861372799672003-07-11T17:14:00.000-07:002003-07-11T17:14:21.386-07:00I just found a blog spot titled, "Brothers and Sisters from Other Mothers and Misters." Brilliant. Truly brilliant. Because that's what you all are to me. *sniff*
I would like to dedicate this next poem to Jen, whose birthday took place on Tuesday:
tuesday has a |blue| aura,
while Wednesday is definitely yellow.
thursday gives a gray sensation
and fridays are red.
saturday is justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1057955608624091812003-07-11T13:33:00.000-07:002003-07-11T13:39:20.453-07:00it definitely started before the 3-legged dog
but I’m not sure when
today they reached 123
but I’m certain it will jump to 137
because she will have broken the record
and sent 14 in one day
and now they’re all about
upside-down sunsets and
looking at the moon
staring at the stars
and grilled cheese sandwiches and freckles
he will count all eleventy hundred of them
and she will wait tokristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10444657889986165983noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1057936187751411872003-07-11T08:09:00.000-07:002003-07-11T08:10:29.593-07:00In response to Tim
othy's brillian
ce:
Check neck
Fort Tuney,
Sport glops
Nop Fluney.
Itcher nettum
Itcher nah;
Floober doober
Koober - HAH!
justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1057537276684372322003-07-06T17:21:00.000-07:002003-07-06T17:21:16.693-07:00It's Raining In Love
Richard Brautigan
I don't know what it is,
but I distrust myself
when I start to like a girl
a lot.
It makes me nervous.
I don't say the right things
or perhaps I start
to examine,
evaluate
compute
what I am saying.
If I say, "Do you think it's going to rain?"
and she says, "I don't know,"
I start thinking: does she really like me?
In other words
I get a little creepy.
jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1057536576924857692003-07-06T17:09:00.000-07:002003-07-06T17:12:37.456-07:00Selecting A Reader
Ted Kooser
First, I would have her be beautiful,
and walking carefully up on my poetry
at the loneliest moment of an afternoon,
her hair still damp at the neck
from washing it. She should be wearing
a raincoat, on old one, dirty
from not having money enough for the cleaners.
She will take out her glasses, and there
in the bookstore, she will thumb
over my poems, then put the jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056966721452057142003-06-30T02:52:00.000-07:002003-06-30T02:52:01.356-07:00Fooz snap per raffle putty
In dem wannempeg jutty;
Notim calp uberflap
Jot snarf fortsnap
Complanix.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056536193474187112003-06-25T03:16:00.000-07:002003-06-25T03:16:33.533-07:00"We worship at the border of where our understanding meets the mysteries of God." -- Dennis Peacocke on our tape todayTimothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056534899481802802003-06-25T02:54:00.000-07:002003-06-25T02:54:59.413-07:00Well, look at that. An immediate success. Hey, lookit... post just means that you save your message on the blogspot, and publish means that it is actually on the webpage that others can view.
Today I put on lipstick and kissed Drew. Wanna know why? Talk to Jessica Bradford about it.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056505006638596162003-06-24T18:36:00.000-07:002003-06-24T18:36:46.580-07:00Below, the difference between publish and post....jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056504773528436982003-06-24T18:32:00.000-07:002003-06-24T18:38:20.643-07:00Post
Inside the front entry, the large box
leans against the wall, a cowboy with cardboard skin.
I watch it carefully, expecting something
to happen, maybe a tapping from inside--
a man trapped, sent by post to my house.
The mail order catalogue said four to six weeks;
it's only been one.
I wait Indian style in front
of the brown rectangle, clutching garden shears
tightly in my hand. When a jennifer joy staabnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056478007854286062003-06-24T11:06:00.000-07:002003-06-24T11:06:47.920-07:00Here I am on our glob tops. I've always wanted to be on a logber. Er, gobler. Or is it bogler? Whate'er. Here I am! What's up with the Publish thingy? What's the difference between posting and publishing? justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13070889216156215171noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056467956434613222003-06-24T08:19:00.000-07:002003-06-24T08:19:16.440-07:00Ok well I am up for trying this.... Even though from the looks of our swiss team blog... I don´t have that much writtenEsther Mariahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07466380774116908517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5508501.post-1056467236416558782003-06-24T08:07:00.000-07:002003-06-24T08:07:16.453-07:00Testing.Timothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14757765510235454405noreply@blogger.com0