From Lazy Mountain

At this point, I thought I was not too far from the top of Lazy Mountain. I was mistaken. The top is always farther than it seems.

My brother got married on Saturday. He's in this picture, and so is his bride.

My brother got married on Saturday. He's in this picture. So is his bride.

My brother got married on Saturday. He's not in this picture.

11:08 P.M. It's still light out.

My brother got married on Saturday. He's not in this picture.

The view from here (the Valley Hotel). Today I went up "Lazy Mountain," which is the left!most! high point in the image. Note also the law office in the foreground. I should note that this was taken at 10:15, P.M. Now it's 10:35, P.M., and it's still daylight. Which is mad.

Now in Palmer, Alaska

Arrived yesterday afternoon. Was very tired but could not get to sleep until dark, which was after 10:30 pm. Was light again before 5 am. Will post pictures soon as I can get a USB cable.

Stayed last night at the "Valley Hotel," which has its own 24hr restaurant. I'll stay here again tonight, but need to find an apartment soon. Will try and look at a place or two today, but can't put much money down yet, since it's Memorial Day, so the banks are closed.

It's very pretty here. Not much shade from trees, generally, but seems to be overcast much of the time. But not totally overcast.

Finally, for now, I don't know where this wireless network is, but glad I can use it from my hotel room, since this hotel doesn't have internets access, or so I'm told.

Going to Alaska

One week from today, I guess I'll have done a day of work for the Public Defender in Palmer, Alaska. Right now though that's hard to imagine. But at least it seems about possible; I've got a copy of the ticket to fly from TN to Anchorage, which I'd lost when my hard drive went down a few weeks ago. So I know like exactly when I leave TN and exactly when I arrive in AK.

Last weekend I went to the National Lawyers' Guild Conference, which was in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Chapel Hill, perhaps even as much as Vassar, looks like a college ought to, and so I'm really envious, since the U. of Tenn.'s campus is like not even a campus.

The White Knight's Song (from the beginning, to complete the later parts posted below)

I'll tell thee everything I can:
There's little to relate,
I saw an aged aged man,
A-sitting on a gate.
"Who are you, aged man?" I said.
'And how is it you live?'
And his answer trickled through my head,
Like water through a sieve.

He said 'I look for butterflies
That sleep among the wheat:
I make them into mutton-pies,
And sell them in the street.
I sell them unto men,' he said,
'Who sail on stormy seas;
And that's the way I get my bread-
A trifle, if you please.'

But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one's whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That they could not be seen.
So, having no reply to give
To what the old man said,
I cried 'Come, tell me how you live!'
And thumped him on the head.

His accents mild took up the tale:
He said 'I go my ways,
And when I find a mountian-rill,
I set it in a blaze;
And thence they make a stuff they call
Rowland's Macassar-Oil--
Yet two-pence-halfpenny is all
They give me for my toil.'

But I was thinking of a way
To feed oneself on batter
And so go on from day to day
Getting a little fatter.
I shook him from side to side,
Until his face was blue:
'Come, tell me how you live,' I cried,
'And what it is you do!'

The playground beneath my window

Crying, while eating

I went to school with Erin and Estee, who are both- I mean, both of whom are- on this page. Look what's come to them. So sad.

See flickr.com for more

see flickr for more

Which Vassar dorm am I?

duuuuuude, you're lathrop! i'm surprised you're
sober enough to take this quiz, man. lathrop
has one big ol' collective hollow leg. and it's
filled with hard-ass liquor. sketchy. and
skeevy. but you're still loved... even if you
did suck up at serenading. and you didn't even
win! yeah. better luck next year.


which vassar dorm are you?
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For Matt

'Kitty takes the pole in slide at Boston firehouse.'

My brother graduated, and Dad was proud.

Posts will be spotty

for a few days. Exams.

I was in Utah, or somewhere, and so was my brother.

(from) The White Knight's Song (precedes part below)

He said 'I hunt for haddock's eyes
Among the heather bright,
And work them into waistcoat-buttons
In the silent night.
And these I do not sell for gold
Or coin of silvery shine,
But for a copper halfpenny,
And that will purchase nine.

I sometimes dig for buttered rolls,
Or set limed twigs for crabs:
I sometimes search the grassy knolls
For wheels of Hansom-cabs.
And that's the way' (he gave a wink)
'By which I get my wealth-
And very gladly will I drink
Your Honour's noble health.'

-Lewis Carroll

May 1, 2005, Knoxville, TN