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  <title>haunted haus</title>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-11-21T21:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T05:20:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sometimes I wonder;&lt;br /&gt;Where the line lies,&lt;br /&gt;And what side I am standing on.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on a string&lt;br /&gt;Riddled with knots&lt;br /&gt;Each just small enough to overlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on and off, on and off; &lt;br /&gt;A terrible memory,&lt;br /&gt;And a weak disposition.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, sometimes I know,&lt;br /&gt;Exactly where I stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:20571</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-09-07T18:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T01:07:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T01:07:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"While we are talking about communication, allow me to add something. It is my firm beleif, and I sa this as a dictum, that all these tools now at our disposal, these things part of this explosive evolution of means of communication, mean we are now heading for an era of solitude. Along with this rapid growth of forms of communication at our disposal -- be it fax, phone, email, internet or whatever -- human solitude will increase in direct proportion. It might sound paradoxical, but it is not. It might appear that these things remove us from our isolation, but isolation is very different from solitude. When you are caught in a snowdrift in South Dakota, fifty miles from the next town, your isolation can be overcome with a mere cellular phone. But solitude is something more existential".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wern</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-09-06T15:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T22:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T22:47:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You're obsessed with chickens, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be right. Look into the eyes of a chicken and you will see real stupidity. It is a kind of bottomless stupidity, a fiendish stupidity. They are the most horrifying, cannibalistic and nightmarish creatures in this world. In Even Dwarfs Started Small we observed some chickens trying to cannibalize each other. And in a couple of my films, Signs of Life and  Kaspar Hauser, I show how you can taunt chickens by hypnotizing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago I was searching for the biggest rooster I could find and heard about a guy in Petaluma, California, who had owned a rooster called Weirdo that weighted thirty pounds. Sadly Weirdo had passed away, but his offspring were alive and guess what? They were even bigger. I went out there and found Ralph, son of Weirdo, who weighed an amazing thirty-two pounds! Then I found Frank, a special breed of miniature horse that stood less than two feel high. I told Frank's owner I wanted to film Ralph chasing Frank -- with a midget riding him -- around the biggest sequoia tree in the world, thirty meters in circumference. It would have been amazing because the horse and the midget together were still smaller than Ralph, the rooster. But unfortunately Frank's owner refused. he said it would make Frank, the horse, look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: "Herzog on Herzog"&lt;br /&gt;Edited by Paul Cronin</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-30T20:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T03:39:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T03:39:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.avclub.com/content/videocracy/1698"&gt;http://www.avclub.com/content/videocracy/1698&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:19760</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-19T02:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T08:59:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i do mind&lt;br /&gt;my mind&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;nevermind!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:19508</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-17T22:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T05:29:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this is not a good time in my life to be reading Miranda July.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:19233</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-17T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T05:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T05:27:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it just doesn't come anymore--&lt;br /&gt;its become so mechanical,&lt;br /&gt;theres so much under the surface.</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-17T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T05:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T05:24:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what good is anything when you are lonely and alone&lt;br /&gt;and the only person you want to be around doesn't&lt;br /&gt;want to be around you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:18801</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-08-17T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-17T07:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-17T07:15:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A haiku for H:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes and your smile&lt;br /&gt;thunder clouds knocking down trees&lt;br /&gt;when your gaze meets mine</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:18272</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-06-29T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-30T00:32:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-30T00:32:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"What is truly unique about human evolution, as opposed to chimpanzee or wolf evolution, is that a large part of the environment shaping it has been cultural.  Therefore, construction of a special environment is what culture does to the behavioral genes.  Members of past generations who used their culture to best advantage… enjoyed the greatest Darwinian advantage.  During prehistory their genes multiplied, changing brain circuitry and behavior traits bit by bit to construct human nature as it exists today. Historical accident played a role in the assembly, and there were many particular expressions of the epigenetic rules that proved self-destructive. But by and large, natural selection, sustained and averaged over long periods of time, was the driving force of human evolution. Human nature is adaptive, or at least was at the time of its genetic origin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general biological imagery of the origin of human nature has repelled some writers including a few of the most discerning scholors in the social sciences and hunanities. THey are, I am sure, mistaken. They misundrestand gene-cutlre coevolution, confusing it with rigid determinism, the discredited idea that genes dictate particular forms of culture. I believe reasonable concerns can be dispelled by the following argument. Genes do not specific elaborate conventions such as totemism, elder councils, and religious ceremonies. To the best of my knowledge no serious scientist or humanities scholoar has ever suggested such a thing. Instead, complexes of gene-based epigenetic rules predispose people to invent and adopt such conventions. If the epigenetic rules are opwerful enough, they cause the behaviors they affect to evolve convergently across a geat many societies. The conventions--evolved by culture, biased by epigenetic rules--are then spoken of as the cultural universals. Rare cultural forms are also possible under the same scenario. The whole matter can be expressed another way by reverting to the imagery of developmental genetics. The norm of reaction of the underwriting genes is greatly narrowed in the case of a cultural universal; in other words, there are few if any environments available to human beings in which the cultural convention does not arise. In contrast, genes that spawn many rare conventions in resoponse to changing environments, thus expanding cultural diversity, are those with broader norms of reaction" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E.O. Wilson</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:18048</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-06-20T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T07:20:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T07:22:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"As Europe emerged from the Middle Ages, significant changes in bodily comportment were gardually taking place. Private spaces were increasingly demarcated. By the eighteenth century, toilets were referred to with descretion. Siblings, boarders, and other unmarried people were no longer routinely sent to sleep in the same bed. Handkerchiefs, rather than hands, were used to blow noses, and utensils, rather than snotty fingers, to eat food. Even painters took more care to reproduce the individual physiognomies of their sitters. Violence was shunned. A demeanor of silent, reverntial contemplation at musical concerts was adopted." - Joanna Bourke in her review of "The Invention of Human Rights" by historian Lynn Hunt in May '07 issue of Harpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Their alphabet has twenty-four letters. Both the first and the twenty-fourth letter are "A". The alphabet existed before the creation of the universe. Each letter emanated from the previous letter and praised it, until the entire alphabet became swollen with pride. The letters lined up on either side of "L", the middle letter, as enemy camps facing each other, until the letters realized that without cooperation there could be no languate, and they all grapsed hands." Mandaeans, by Eliot Weiberger in the May '07 Harpers</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:17668</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-05-03T15:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T22:31:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T22:34:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.mbhs.edu/~levindan/silverscope/bluepe.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blue People of Kentucky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rootsweb.com/~kyperry3/Blue_Fugates_Troublesome_Creek.html"&gt;http://www.rootsweb.com/~kyperry3/Blue_Fugates_Troublesome_Creek.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm playing a show at the San Jose Works Art gallery (w/ Brian Wakefield's Experience and French Quarter) at 12 N. 1st street. Look &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hauntedhausmusic"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for more info. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz.</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-04-15T19:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-16T02:51:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-16T02:51:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bird"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bird&lt;/a&gt;'s_nest_soup</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-04-01T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-02T00:53:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T00:53:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god knows&lt;br /&gt; I've been taking a lot without giving back&lt;br /&gt; god knows&lt;br /&gt; I've been taking a lot without giving back&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get&lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get back&lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get&lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get back&lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get&lt;br /&gt; you gotta give to get back to the love</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-03-17T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T07:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-17T07:16:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The best part about Beirut (the band) is that they come&lt;br /&gt;up before Beirut (the city) in google. Actually that is&lt;br /&gt;not the best thing about them. But it's also very good.</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-03-08T21:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T05:43:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T05:43:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.conservapedia.com/Main_Page"&gt;http://www.conservapedia.com/Main_Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Conservapedia is a much-needed alternative to Wikipedia, which is increasingly anti-Christian and anti-American. On Wikipedia, many of the dates are provided in the anti-Christian "C.E." instead of "A.D.", which Conservapedia uses".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do they also have comfortable organically grown cotton Tees? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-02-15T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T06:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T06:31:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today somebody in my class said "janital" instead of "janitor" because they were trying to be PC. Today I also decided I want to be a morningologist. You should too. It's easy. If you haven't already heard T-pain's "Buy you a drink" you should hear it. It's better than DJ UNK and Lil' Scrappy combined. Also &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JTho8aSV_OM"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; made me laugh a lot today. Especially at 6 seconds in. Don't watch the whole thing. SEST LAH VYE!</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-02-07T19:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-08T03:06:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-08T03:08:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Orangutans will probably go extinct within my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/6337107.stm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-02-06T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T03:30:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T03:31:36Z</updated>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-01-06T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T03:00:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-08T04:04:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Early in the morning, fog rises here and there from the forests of hemlock, cedar, and spruce. It is as if certain stands are burning, except that the fog moves much more slowly than smoke. On the far side of one mountain, a dense white column billows forth like a slow-motion geyser that levels off into an airborne river flowing into a sea of clouds. I've begun to notice currents everywhere, a universe of eddies and gyres. Phytoplankton ride the same ocean currents that carried the Floatees to Sitka. Zooplankton follow the phytoplankton. Fish follow the zooplankton. Sea lions, whales, and people follow the fish. When, at the end of their upriver journey, salmon spawn and die en masse, their carcasses--distrubuted by bears, eagles and other scavengers--fertilize the forests that make the fog, which falls as rain, which changes the ocean's salinity. All deep water travels along what oceanographers call the "conveyor belt," which begins with warm water from the Gult Stream draining nito the North Atlantic, where evaporation increases salinity and makes it sink to the ocean floor, where it creeps south into the Antarctic circumpolar stream. After a thousand years--a millenium!--the conveyor belt ends here, in the North Pacific, where the ancient water wells up, carrying nutrients with it. Oceanographers learned much of this from studying radioactive isotopes released into the sea as fallout from nuclear tests. I'm becoming a devout driftologist. The only essential difference between rock, water, air, life, galaxies, economies, civiliazations, plastics--I decide, standing on the Malapina's deck, totally sober, watching the fog make pretty shapes above the trees--is the rate of flow".&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Donovan Hohn</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-01-05T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T20:59:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T20:59:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/commentary/la-oe-dawkins4jan04,0,5577883.story"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craazy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;a href="http://johnhawks.net/weblog/topics/social/dawkins_saddam_execution_2006.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; too. John Hawks is an anthropology babe!</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2007-01-04T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T05:27:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T05:27:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't blame my dad for his alcoholism anymore. &lt;br /&gt;actually, i will be very happy if that is how&lt;br /&gt;my life turns out.</content>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2006-12-24T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T06:54:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T06:54:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ho, Ho, Sideline Ho, Youse a ho, youse a ho, sideline ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;When you called his phone, did he pick it up&lt;br /&gt;Noooooooooo, cause we was makin love.&lt;br /&gt;Did you meet his moms have you met his kids noo ooh o did you know my kid is his&lt;br /&gt;Noo ooh o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Get your shit togehter youre makin a foolof yourself, it don't matter if he spends the night his home is&lt;br /&gt;somewhere else Ain't you tired of being on the side line, tired of getting yours after i gets mine baby&lt;br /&gt;second place don't get a prize when you gone relize you wasting your time baby ain't you tired of him&lt;br /&gt;leaving you broken whip and he rolling and ain't you tired of when you need a little change and he lie&lt;br /&gt;about what he holdin, ain't you tired of spending all the holidays alone, tired of being his little&lt;br /&gt;sideline ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do he take you out, do he foot your bills, noo ooh o, cause I know what his balance is have you been to&lt;br /&gt;his church, do he ask you to pray, nooo ooh o cause sundays Family day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge x2:]&lt;br /&gt;Do you got benefits, no, credit cards, no, house keys, no, then youse a sideline ho, do you get pillow&lt;br /&gt;talk, no, held at night, no, if you don't make his breakfast then youse a sideline ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x3:]&lt;br /&gt;Youse a ho, Youse a ho, sideline ho</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:14822</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2006-12-13T13:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T21:00:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T21:00:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gary Snyder Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"two conditions, gravity &amp; a livable &lt;br /&gt;temperature range between freezing &lt;br /&gt;&amp; boiling have given us fluids and&lt;br /&gt;flesh. the trees we climb &amp; the&lt;br /&gt;ground we walk on have given us five&lt;br /&gt;fingers &amp; toes. the "place" gave us&lt;br /&gt;far-seeing eyes, the streams and &lt;br /&gt;breezes gave us versatile tongues&lt;br /&gt;&amp; wholly ears. the land gave us a&lt;br /&gt;stride, the lake a dive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"roots, stems, and branches are all &lt;br /&gt;equally scratchy. no hierarchy, no&lt;br /&gt;equality. no occult &amp; exoteric, no&lt;br /&gt;gifted kinds &amp; slow achievers. no &lt;br /&gt;wild and tame, no bound and free, no&lt;br /&gt;natural and artificial. each totally&lt;br /&gt;its own frail self. even though &lt;br /&gt;connected all which ways, even because&lt;br /&gt;connected all which ways"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the world is our consciousness. &lt;br /&gt;it surrounds us"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:iamabeard:14589</id>
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    <title>iamabeard @ 2006-12-05T21:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-06T05:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-06T05:19:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've spent the last 1 and a 1/2 hours  reading&lt;br /&gt;the same two pages. i don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;i don't think i am stupid,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i think i am stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get scared that i'm pursuing the wrong life path.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be good at what i do, i don't want to be one of &lt;br /&gt;those professors who doesn't really know what they are talking &lt;br /&gt;about. it takes a certain amount of smarts to succeed in &lt;br /&gt;academia and i'm not sure whether i qualify. i guess i have&lt;br /&gt;the next 5 to 6 years to find out. of course it will probably&lt;br /&gt;be too late by then...having goals can be messy.</content>
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