Nil Gach Uile Fhanai Caillte

Thank you to all who responded to the survey. It helped a great deal. I have finished that class and am now taking a Math class tha is killing me!! BUt I am looking forward to being completely done with school Aug 7th. Woohoo!! It's gonna be good to be back in SoCal.

Taren is singing for his supper and getting breakfast...

If I were a marsupial...?

Unto Ryan Winder from whose eyes the veil of life hath fallen may there be granted the accomplishment of his true Will; whether he will absorption in the Infinite, or to be united with his chosen and preferred, or to be in contemplation, or to be at peace, or to achieve the labour and heroism of incarnation on this planet or another, or in any Star, or aught else, unto him may there be granted the accomplishment of his will; yea, the accomplishment of his will.

Catch you on the flip-side kiddo!

I have determined that my subject for my Research writing class will be Death: Ritual and Psychology.  I want to study the phychological effects of death and how that psychology is coloured by the rituals that people follow concerning death, mourning burial and the afterlife.  

A Survey will be forthcoming for those generous with their time to participate. 

Today we did a population experiment in Bio lab.  We clipped crayfish.  Crayfish live in water, running water. ... Imagine  now if you will me, with my pants rolled to the knee, in big rubber boots sloshing in a river with a big net on a pole trying to catch crayfish and trying not to fall in the water!!  Needless to say hilarity ensued.  

"CSI...Crime...Murder...Serial Killers...Anything to do with dead bodies; These are the general topics I want you to consider for your research papers for this class"

- My english Prof in my Research Writing class

Reading Material: STIFF: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach

This class should be interesting...

So now my Dashboard is synced up with my interweb life and my google calendar is synced with my palm calendar and my Desktop palm is synced with my palm phone....... whooph!! *gasp* it's all so much to be tech savy!

I have just downloaded the LJ Widget. Hopefully this will encourfage me to post more often. because frankly I'm an LJ POSER at the moment. I think technology today is grand!

I have completed week-one of the intensive workshop: The Noh Training Project. I am learning Shimai/Utai from the Kita school of Shite. I amd learning to play the Otsuzumi, Kotsuzumi, Taiko, and Nokan flute.  It is long hours and sore muscles but I love it.  I saw Hairspray tonight.  It was Fa-bu-lous!! and now I will tuck into bed to read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.  eek!

A friend on LJ posed a rant on being un-friended.  Seemed pissed; I think I would be too.  It got me thinking of the people I have on my friends list.  I discovered that I was not on the list of a friend of mine.  I'm not sure what to think.  Then again I don't post much and most of the time that I do it is not very profound.  But I still feel out of step a little.  I have grown old enough to realize that friendships grow and change and that friends for LIFE are rare! So I can accept that the terms of the friendship have changed.  And that's okay. 


I joined a fraternity of people who I thought would be of a like enough mind that certain aspects of my life could flourish and be shared with others.  I have made many friends and many people who I have accepted to tolerate.  That's the way of it when you increase your extended family by such a large margin.  I have now come to the point of facing those who I held most dear and accepting that there is little or nothing left of what brought our like minds together.  Now it is different.  We are different.  I was angry and frustrated at this fracture.  Now I am resigned and disappointed.  I thought we were for the same cause.  Alas.  I will not pass a judgment to say who is right or wrong.  That isn't relevant.  I think, now we have come to see the world in very different ways.  We are of two different worlds now.  My dear friend we shall no longer feast at the same table.  And I am sorry for it.  But God speed to you good man.  I shall remember well our drinks together; for the wine of friendship is ever sweet.  I shall speak well of the good times so that the feast of your life not turn to dust in the mouthes  of those who celebrate it.  Be your table ever groaning with the weight of your bounty.  We have marched side by side, we have clashed our steel against one another and though now, my King, we must live in separate kingdoms we shall ever remain Brothers, Friends and Countrymen.  I have said my piece.  I will never again sojourn to your country border, but know that my gate is always open, my hall warm in welcome, my table set to receive you.  Should you enter here to strike me down I will not stop you.  My blood will flow to the Cup and when you next taste joy and ecstasy I will be there to poison the well, and you will remember what love was.