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Benjamin Knowles wobbled into the New World.

Magic Cocoa Pixie Dust

Mmmmm, mocha.

Too quick $7

I found myself wandering out of Portland and to this classy little establishment.

What's that on your boot?

I spent some time over Labor Day weekend at a Rodeo.

Dena Mora, Look Out!

Montana viral advertising.

Orbit of Office

After several weeks of "things and stuff" I find myself back into something of a more recognizable orbit. Here is one stop.

Es-Kay-Eight

Two groups of people that I try to stay in contact with are middle school students and skaters. Neither group controls much.

On the Rood Again.

Listen! The choicest of visions I wish to tell,
which came as a dream in middle-night,
after voice-bearers lay at rest.

I am going to Montana, and as a previous saint once said, "Let's go with him, that we might die too."

Going for a walk.

I may have found a new friend. Up the street from where I found the last sticker, this little dude stuck his head out from the noise of Division.

Your Lack of Faith is Disturbing

Norman Mailer wrote a book in 1974 that I was able to get at my public library through the intra-library loan system. There is a quote in the second chapter that struck me as important, "The name is the faith of graffiti."

Choking on the Bones

My body tells me that I have had too much food through the discomfort of my gut. If there is something that smells funny or has a dangerous texture then my throat will not let me swollow it.

Chalk lines

Don't look too closely at the lines or you will get dizzy. It is too easy to complain about the confusion that is fronting itself in my life, so instead of throwing up on you dear three readers, I will give you this picture taken in a corner of Lakewood.

$4.39

Seattle can be obnoxious.

Sticker Thoughts

I am glad that someone thinks this.

Renaissance Cafe

I was hungry as it happens and instead of the usual favorite pho spot, my gut decided to take me in a new direction. Tasty food and helpful but not overwhelming service and a seat at a window renaissance cafe was my happy choice. I have been there before for breakfast, eggs and toast I think, but not being a real morning kind of person I wasn't able to take it all in. The art and newspaper clippings give it a local feel. Give it a shot.

Money to go

We are on the way to Rocky Boy Reservation with Deaf Teen Quest. And taking the rail to get there.

Random Rumblings

I have crossed a line. I don't think I am old, but listening to some 20 somethings talk in a coffee shop say "But that is so gross, she is 31" I know I have crossed a line. This same couple talks about going to see Tom Petty.

hot dog!

Just the other day I was looking absently into the distance. And out of the corner of my eye I found my wandering Paper Brain. It was hiding in the crevice between the door and seat of my car. Sneaky little bugger. I am so happy.

Not confused but...

I am sitting in a local coffee place. The coffee here is bad. It has been that way for sometime, but they support local music and serve food and ave beer on tap which makes it a cool place for the college set to hang out and feel independent.

I have been thinking about where I have been planted and what my neighbors look like. So far I can see several neighbors. The parents of the kids that my kid goes to school with. These college kids that are sitting next to me in the coffee shop (hardest group for me to want to reach out to get to know). The high school kids that I watch walk up and down the street in front of my house. The tavern that is several blocks down the street and the drunks I watch walk (thankfully) home from said place(second group that makes me nervous). Those are the people in my neighborhood.

Christ is calling for active obedience.

A Book Placce

The Black Spot Books