let the Orinoco flow

By Christa 30 August, 2007 random

I had such a great time sailing last week that I’m already looking for ways to buy a boat of my own. Obviously, I’m too poor and inexperienced to buy anything substantial, so I have my eye on something small and jaunty, like the vanguard sunfish or the hobie bravo.

I can see why people are so crazed about sailing…it may be an expensive hobby, but the taste of freedom out there on the water is mighty powerful. And for a sea-tranced landlubber like myself, the allure is even greater.

And I can definitely understand why sailors have such great disdain for power boats. They are the Hummers and Escalades of the waterways. We hate you, power and motor yachts! we hate you!

razza frazza

By Christa 30 August, 2007 awesome dude!

This article was very interesting, and even though I don’t believe it, I like to pretend I do and it makes for a lot of interesting thoughts that all run into each other and leave me feeling wonky. It also gets me thinking about A.I. again (not the movie duh), which I was kinda a nut about a few years ago. like maybe AI is really just us writing articles like this, trying to break out.

AI is people!

AI is people.

It’s better if you read the article before you try to understand what the hell I’m saying.

come to where I’m from

By Christa 28 August, 2007 best of loafe, vol 1, random

It’s tuesday. I want to sit around listening to wilco and whiskeytown, getting drunk-nice, slow, easy. It’d be better to have someone along for the ride, but I’m okay doing it alone.

Since I’m never alone, that leaves me with the g-man. Which is alright I suppose, I like the kid and everything, but all he wants to listen to is grateful dead or something along those lines. snore.

ain’t no one in this town who wants to get country drunk with me.

what can you do when you’re pushing forty and you have no friends. I’m turning into a sad old lady who can’t even drink properly.