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kristalphoenix@icqmail.com - That's my secondary email, checked weekly at best.
but here's my phone 310/202-7852. I'm a night-owl, so keep it 2pm-midnight.
Tarot reader / Metaphysical counselor.
Ecclectic guitarist: Hindu blues bach trance surf blue-grass, fibonacci time-signatures, tappistry technique, using Captain Nemo in the Quasars sort of sound effects.
Into almost all the arts and sciences from stone-carving to mystical nanotechnology programming.
Current activities: Building hybrid motorized tandem bicycle, building electro-acoustic bass slide-harp-dulcimer-zither, theater, political platform treatises
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| Jump to Survey | I bet Craters of the moon, Idaho is disappointed about that choice of location.
That's an ugly turret on the top, though I suppose they can make cool Christmas trees with it and stop really huge birds from roosting.
An acre of land must cost a fortune there. | | Jump to Survey | Well for one thing, Franklin was working on batteries, but didn't have an electric light-bulb yet; and for another he was writing for a farmer's almanac. Being a night owl is a sure recipe for failure when running a farm.
I feel groggy if I get off my night owl schedule in either direction. So even if I get up at 9am, I'll be kind of a zombie till at least 4pm, and still not really on a roll till 10pm.
Apparently I've trained my cats. It doesn't matter when I sleep, they still expect to be fed at 4pm and 4am. | | Jump to Survey | We (immediate family) flew in to Alaska after my son shot himself to help with arrangements and attend the service. My ex didn't want to offend his wifes native family/tribe who are down on drinking. Thinking about it further, it could have been my wifes sentiment too. Her own family had a thing about appearing proper to neighbors and strangers. We also thought at the time that drinking was to blame, and she had lived with violent alcoholics enough already, though that turned out to not be a factor. He wasn't drunk at the time.
My own position was that anything which represented the life he enjoyed was not inappropriate, which included bartending parties. Amongst all my visions that week was a request that we lift him a toast into the stars like a cobalt firework ring, but the scene was rather somber instead. I wrote & delivered his eulogy.
Her anger turned out to be at him for being stupid enough to kill himself. It didn't occur to me. I figure he had too much on his mind to worry about how others would react. |
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