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Sweet Zoe Jane

Well I want you to notice
To notice when I'm not around
I know your eyes see straight through me
And speak to me without a sound

And I want to hold you
Protect you from all the things I've already endured
And I want to show you
To show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
The way a father sould love his daughter

When I walked out this morning
I cried as I walked to the door
I cried about how long I'd be away
I cried about leaving you alone

And I want to hold you
Protect you from all the things I've already endured
And I want to show you
To show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
The way a father sould love his daughter

Sweet Zoe Jane
Sweet Zoe Jane

So I wanted to say this
'cause I wouldn't know where to begin
To explain to you what I have been through
To explain where your daddy has been

And I want to hold you
Protect you from all the things I've already endured
And I want to show you
To show you all of the things that this life has in store for you
I'll always love you
The way a father sould love his daughter

Sweet Zoe Jane

The Return of Mr Happy Go To

Well . . . it's been a right long time since I've bothered to write a new OPM update.

Amazingly enough, I'm still there!

Although I'm beginning to get the feeling that my cheerful "accordian monkey antics" no longer have their same potency. Oh well. Just *try* and find someone as hard working, non-arrogant, and generally cheerful as I am for the same price! Go on! TRY!!

At the moment I'm finishing up school, working fulltime, doing night classes (one of which is on one of the Satellite campuses quite a distance away from office & home) . . . and polishing up the resume' to look for future job prospects.

Sadly, it doesn't get much less boring than that . . .

Now that I actually remembered my password however, perhaps I'll post more . . . eventually . . . when I get around to it.

Peace and Chicken Grease,

-MHGT

Julie's Deaf Call

Friday night I went with my friend Julie, and her friend Aya to talk to a deaf man Aya had met.  Thai sign language is 50% ASL so many Thai can more-or-less understand someone signing ASL

 

I sat there, with Aya --Japanese-- on my left.  She was signing things in Japanese and Thai sign the best she could, while occationally having me translate Thai words into English for Julie (who speaks English and ASL --not Thai.)   It was quite an hour. 

 

Across the table, Julie is signing to him, while asking me to ask Aya something in Thai about what he's saying.  No wonder we were such a spectacle in the restaurant!  ;)  A Thai man, a Japanese girl, and two Americans, signing (all except for me.)

 

I watched as Julie, Aya and this man drew pictures with their hands and silently created scenes.  I actually understood many parts of the explanations and found it fascinating. 

 

I never really cared for sign-language before.  I think I almost found it irritating.  For me, it was frustrating because me ears craved sound, and the ease of an explanation with words.  I always felt so useless around deaf people. 

 

However, after sitting there for a long time in the quiet, intensely watching, seeing this man's eyes pour out expression, I forgot to think about sound, and foucused on the hand guestures.  Aya is such an actress as well.  Watching her is like watching a play.  Her face changes so quickly.  It was all remarkably expressive.

 

I started to think about this man's world.  How, of all the people around, he'd only ever really communicate with so few of them.  How small his world really is.  He was so interesting, able to read and write Chinese, Japanese, and Thai.  He's also able to sign in Thai sign and Japanese sign.  No one would really know that though.  He was so thrilled to be able to communicate with people, and talking about his beliefs in the religion and the universe, he had so many thoughts.  He kept asking my why I didn't know how to sign, and I really wished I did.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.

So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.

And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

1 martini, 2 martini, 3 martini, 4
Hänni did a bad thing,
And dropped one on the floor

The crowd did gasp
Whence broke the glass
And Hänni had no more…

Glass that is, not alcamahol silly

Because, sans glass stems
Hänni made some friends
Who served with plastic cups!

Rock lobsters, lemon drops and buttery nipples, oh my.

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.

So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.

And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.

So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.

And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.

So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.

And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 2

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.
My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.
And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.
My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.
And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.
My dress of choice: Little, black.
My drink of choice: Appletini, green and mean.
And now, for your reading pleasure, I would like to present Friday Night, A Poem:

Little Black Dress 1
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

Little Black Dress 1
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

Little Black Dress 1
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

At long last the spinning has stopped and cellular homeostasis has (nearly) been restored. Having purged itself of a Friday night spent drinking and debauching, Hänni’s body is, once again, happy.
So, I attended a swank cocktail party this weekend where the night’s main activities included dancing ‘til my tootsies bled and tossing many, many adult beverages down ye olde hatch.

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

tgusrtyutty

Little Black Dress 2

Little Black Dress 2
Originally uploaded by hannibehr.

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We apologize for the delay . . .

I'm so sorry I wasn't able to get back to you all in a timely manner. I've received all of your messages, but I was out of town on business in Somalia and caught a nasty case of crabs. I've been working part time since and I can only apply rid-ex so many times per day, and was even over-applying and now am recovering from the sucking chest wound it caused. Did I mention my entire extended family died horribly and have had funerals? I am very sad. However, you are all at the top of my priority list and I will try my best to get back to you by August 16th, 2184 at the absolute latest.

Your check was mailed out decades ago, but I've only just learned that it got caught in a timewarp and was intercepted by the Mongrol hordes invading eastern europe centuries ago.

BUT GOOD NEWS!!

A recent archeological dig has uncovered your late checks along with the meaning of life, and I'm sure you'll receive everything as soon as the carbon dating is finished, so long as quantum fluctuations and instabilities in the space-time continuum get ironed out.

Unless there are gnomes.

Damn the gnomes.

Regards,

-MHGT