Bedrock & Paradox

I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

Another evening

Go to work, lecture on the UN’s new HDI numbers (human development index), get home, run errands, roust myself out on the trails, realize M ran the iPod out last night, do (running) hill intervals anyway (30 sec. ones; ouch), drive home and what do I find waiting for me?…………..


Shrimp stir fry a la M, with rice and a Sam Adams Black.

Shrimp in garlic, soy, evoo, and spice. (done just so)
Green beans, carrot, red bell.
Some Sriracha as I can’t leave well enough alone.

I’ll get soft under this reign.

DaveC

5 responses to “Another evening”

  1. Meredith Avatar
    Meredith

    Don’t worry, I can make sure it doesn’t happen again.

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  2. Dave Harris Avatar
    Dave Harris

    Lucky, lucky man…and deservedly so after reading yesterday’s post. You two are cute without making me want to barf. That’s a rare combo.

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  3. Blair Avatar
    Blair

    I’m going to post a photo of my trash can filled with frozen pizza boxes and recyling bin overflowing with Tecate cans…

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  4. Dave Avatar
    Dave

    It should be said that both of us have certainly had impacts, both positive and negative, on each others diets. I eat a lot more frozen pizza, too. And I like it.

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  5. Jill Avatar
    Jill

    I am the one in my family who can’t cook. I think if Geoff came home one day to something that was not only edible but appetizing, he’d probably start checking the closets to make sure I wasn’t hiding someone else in the house.Meanwhile, he works late, and the Boca burgers continue to disappear from the freezer.

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