gulf

Beauty whispers beauty in my ear
liquidy splashed brilliance
sparking another significant year
searching for lonely unpaired socks
beyond casual vision
between glittering thought docks
after lip swimming sweet Athena skin
unwritable quiet knowledge
negated temporary human win
sharing the jungle with boredom logs
giving delinquents fire
burning hourly beneath Italian dialogs
saving the wistful, muscular and lucky
voted uneven fair
to celebrate the wise, honest and plucky
smiling, leaning on Beauty's shoulder
sharply nudged rear
unlearning the truth about "older"
daydreaming Ashley Olsen empire
locked above oxygen
unbreathing the mass opium pyre

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UT vs. Duke

Number 4 Tennessee defeats Number 10 Duke at Durham. I went to a football game last year at Duke and saw Cameron Indoor Stadium. It looked like a French church to me. It was designed by Julian Abele who studied at the Ecole des Beaux Arts in Paris. It was locked up and we didn't get to go inside. So tonight, Candace Parker, probably the best women's collegiate player in the country, and Tennessee handed Duke their first home loss in 25 games. It was a fantastic game. Abby Waner hit an incredible three-pointer with about 48 seconds left in the game to tie it. Parker efficiently sealed the game with a tight leaner at 22 seconds left. Duke turned it over and then had to foul Parker with 4 seconds on the clock. She hit one and missed one but Duke only managed a 65-foot prayer shot that didn't take wings.
Fantastic ballgame.

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winner, Australian Open

7-5,6-3

Why am I still awake?

Just got back from an NCAA women's basketball game. Number10, Duke defeated number 23 Georgia Tech. That Abby Waner is an incredible athlete. She runs the whole game. She runs all over the place the whole game. Wanisha Smith is a great basketball player. She creates so much on offense. She can drive and shoot from distance.
Duke's defense just shut Tech down. Chante Black and Joy Cheek instead gave up almost zilch. I've always believed that to win consistently, the inside has to be established. Tech didn't do that this evening. They did try though. They kept banging and driving inside, but Duke just had too much. (I'm too sleepy to write anymore.) Oh, yeah. It was knuckle breaking cold. 36f when I as standing in line to buy a ticket. brrrrr

HeckfreakingYEAH

Atlanta Dream
I'm not really a pro sports fan. Give me the student/athlete any day of the week who is playing the game. From about the age of nine until age sixteen, I could have told you the entire starting line-ups for every NFL team. It was a slow transition. Living close to a college town, I've been to a slew of college football games. The great Keith Jackson referred to it as "the pageantry." The history and intensity of college football is a beautifully sharp, two-edged sword that cuts everyone in its path. No pain, no gain, brother.
My grandfather used to watch every Braves game that came across the airwaves. I watched a bunch with him. One of the best memories of my life was watching the 1992 NLCS with Granddad. We were both jumping up and down when Cabrera drove home Justice and Bream in the bottom of the ninth in game seven. Man, that's a great moment to remember.
So I'm hoping to enjoy the WNBA in the ATL.

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8000

Went crazy tonight and implemented a play to our offense. If I had waited another week, they wouldn't have picked it up by the end of the season. It might be just enough chaos to generate an extra point or two in a game. The key to any designed play in any sport is execution. The key to execution is timing. The key to timing is repetition. Over and over and over. We practice once a week for an hour. Even though it's a simple play, it takes more than hour to even remember it by each player. Keep in mind that these are 1st to 3rd graders. For some, it's their first experience in organized ball. We'll see how it all shakes out on Saturday. Show time, baby.
The IRA dude visited us today at the Company. I like him. Word on the street is that by thirty he was a millionaire. Of course, a million dollars isn't what it used to be. The market was at about 8000 when he started talking to us in 2002. Even with the recent market carnage, it's still way up. I'll never be money wealthy. My wealth is my ability to see and live Beauty. I've danced and sung with Beauty on high mountains, beneath the ocean, and behind my grandparent's home. I don't know how to sell it, not that I would. I wouldn't trade it, even if I could. I'm just putting american dollar bills in a place for the next generation. Remember that brilliant niece whom I mentioned a few days ago? She's my next generation. Money just doesn't like me. People think of me as a kind person. When it comes to money, I'm mean. Yeah, money runs when it sees me coming. Money looks like a "spent piece of used jet trash" after I get my hands on it. We've all got a pothole or two in our personalities.

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chilly

5:23am
Good morning bloggers. Got a two hour trip to get started on. It's dark and cold. 26f, feels like 19f. Right now it's 14f, feels like 1f, where I'm going. 0% precipitation is the key number though. Plentiful sunshine with a high of 40f. Have a good day. Prove your love.



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