Author: Corbid Ravenous

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0 THE FOOL

Choice: Adventure, potential, divine foolishness

XX. JUDGEMENT

Chorus of ourselves singing our sins to the black sun. We are aware of our transgressions and seek inner absolution. To stand and face the dawn of our new convictions in feathered cloaks and hats of resolution. We are transformed. Joy threads our voices as the one lone star of our rebirth shines forth. We are jubilation, we are cleansed, we will go forth and wrestle windmills and prevail. To stand committed, to leave a footprint in the sands of our mortality. It is the deep call of the soul for the stars and for the light.

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1)It’s cheap, so very cheap – all you can eat for $5.49, plus the cost of your beverage.
2)Babies eat free, children 5 to 12 are $.99, and they have child friendly things like fake goldfish crackers and raisins and animal cookies,.
3)The awe inspiring variety of it all: Salad, vegetables , meat, cheese, fruit, pasta salad, potato salad, three different soups a day, baked potato bar, taco bar, nachos, gingerbread, blueberry muffins, strawberry shortcake and soft serve ice cream , I swear to god.
4)They don’t complain about the mess when you’re done.
5)Did I mention it was all you can eat?

Top it off with a trip to the park and you have an outing fit for a couple of wee princesses…

Installing Linux on a Dead Badger

The Book Game, courtesy of Diaphanus@Webdiva

Grab the nearest book. Open the book to page 23. Find the fifth sentence.

Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions

Pg. 23, line 5 from “The Sandman: The Kindly Ones” graphic novel, which was literally the nearest book to be grabbed from my computer desk:

“Read me the fortune, will you, Poppet? I want to finish this first. I DO love to hear fortunes.”

How fortuitous that what is basically a form of divination would yield a quote regarding divination.

Then again, it did come from my book collection, which is rife with things of that nature, so it’s maybe not so very eerie or unlikely at all if you really think about it.

You can send a fax from an email address. It’s a tad complex, but if you’re smart enough to be reading this blog, you’re smart enough to figure it out, right? She says most humbly:)

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Ceirt Apple

Beauty and eternity

There are beauty, vigor and, perhaps, love in your life, even though it might be difficult to see them now. Try to focus on the positive, even when it’s hard- and still more during the good times! Be careful not to scatter your energies, however; while many options may all be good, sometimes one still must choose between them.

Eadhadh Aspen

Courage and endurance

This is a time of challenge for you. You have the courage and tools you need to get through this time, and to prevail- even if you feel, at times, that you can’t. Persevere, and you will succeed- so be sure the goal is worth the winning.

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Ti Bon Ange (Temperance): Calm and restraint. Self-control, patience and tact in handling situations. The act of applying balanced spiritual and psychic forces to physical life.

Rada Hounsis (Page of Swords): The essence of air behaving as earth, such as a steady wind: The approach of an unexpected challenge, to be met with clear thought and just action. A person filled with an eager appetite for all matters of mind and logic. The gathering of information through unfaltering vigilance, careful examination, and subtle spycraft. The use of reason or eloquent speech to penetrate the veil of confusion and cut to the heart of the matter.

It’s all really inkblots, you know. Make of it what you will…

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When I was eight going on nine, I wanted to be a Muse when I grew up…

I have this weird recurring dream about San Diego. Not the real San Diego, but some squished, trucated version that only shows up in my subconscious, San Diego of my dream, like Van Morrison’s “Coney Island of The Mind.” In my version, the Hotel Del Coronado still has a bridge that goes to it, but it isn’t on an island, it is the island, and it’s surrounded by a swimming pool like moat full of various Sea World creatures that I (or sometimes my daughter) inevitably interact with (this time it was seals and polar bears, sometimes it’s whales…) On the other side of the bridge is basically Downtown Tucson in the transit center area, except with an ocean where the railroad tracks would be and lots of high rise apartments. For some reason, I always get lost in this part of my dream geography. The final component is this weird old dowtown full of shops and cafes and strange little grottos. I always want to spend more itme here and get called away. Sometimes there’s an interactive Sea World type place in the dream, with lots of escalators and staircases and water slides. One time all my living internal organs were on display there in an aquarium full of small sharks, abbreviated guts included. I actually saw what they must look like. So I think maybe the Sea Creatures aspect is somehow linked to the state of my bodily health. Maybe the transit center place is my brain and the downtown is my heart and soul. Maybe I’m stretching just a bit. Still, it’s just plain weird. Sometimes there is also an airport and soem kind of ominous flight involved, occasionally ending in either a crash or space travel, just depending. Yes I’m an odd bird. Thus is why I keep a dream journal. Duh.

Was just reminded at my work today of the Red Devil restaurant in Tempe. I’d totally forgotten it existed. We used to go there with an old boss of my dad and his wife and eat incredible varieties of pasta. I vaguely recall being introduced to Shrimp Diablo at this establishment, but I could wrong. Mostly I remember Cass (the ex-boss’s wife) making us clothespin dolls and dressing them up in napkins, and that the walls were wood and there were strikingly red curtains. Some of this blends in with related memories of Old Venice restaurant in San Diego. Yes, my mother had a weakness for small out of the way Italian restaurants whence vacationing, if you’d not yet caught on. Can’t think of anymore.

In the meantime, check out my review of Jersey Girl…