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Circle I, Circle I…

This morning I went to a farm to pick fruit. Sounds like an odd thing to do, but I bet this is the last summer-like day I’ll see this year, and the leaves are looking great. Picking the raspberries was nice, as they have this elastic-like band holding them to the bud. You can just pull them right off if they’re ripe. I also ate a tomatillo — not bad, even though the owner did not recommend eating them straight. Yesterday in a computer lab where I read the e-mail about going, I logged off, realized that the lab was empty (Fall break), and I started singing “Circle I”, a song by Jonathan Richman about a an organic farm. Just after the first line I realized that I was not alone. The woman at the computer (hiding behind the monitor!) was amused.

The guy at the check-out desk at the student rec-center was knitting. I asked what, and he told me it’ll be a hat. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man knitting. At a gym no less. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Anyone see the parallel between Congress (maybe it’s just the House at this point) giving Bush permission to declare war when he wants to, and Star Wars Episode II? Maybe W. will change his views on cloning.

I’ve been wondering that the point of this blog thing is. Others have asked me, too. Clearly, the above proves um, something.

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