{"id":3057,"date":"2009-09-01T22:05:00","date_gmt":"2009-09-01T22:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2009\/09\/01\/sleep-away-your-troubles\/"},"modified":"2009-09-01T22:05:00","modified_gmt":"2009-09-01T22:05:00","slug":"sleep-away-your-troubles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2009\/09\/01\/sleep-away-your-troubles\/","title":{"rendered":"sleep away your troubles"},"content":{"rendered":"
A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention<\/b><\/p>\n

They amputated
\nYour thighs off my hips.
\nAs far as I’m concerned
\nThey are all surgeons. All of them.<\/p>\n

They dismantled us
\nEach from the other.
\nAs far as I’m concerned
\nThey are all engineers. All of them.<\/p>\n

A pity. We were such a good<\/p>\n

And loving invention.
\nAn aeroplane made from a man and wife.
\nWings and everything.
\nWe hovered a little above the earth.<\/p>\n

We even flew a little. <\/p>\n

Yehuda Amichai, (translated from Hebrew by Assia Gutmann)<\/i><\/div>\n

http:\/\/isthehorsedead.com<\/a><\/b><\/center>
\nSpent all my time yesterday between work and watching Peter Pan in the park arguing with my computer, shoving at it, wheedling, and just plain being snubbed. I’ve been trying to consolidate my photos, as with the last year of computer havoc, they’ve been summarily scattered over multiple hard-drives, and failing. After days of shifting directories, I have them mostly all in one place, but the result so far has to just been one gigantic folder with thousands of individual photos with no way to sort them except tediously by hand. Right click, new folder. Right click, new folder. Right click, new folder.<\/i>. That in mind, does anyone know of a program that can collate my photos and group them into folders by date?<\/b><\/p>\n

Tonight looks like to be much of the same. As does Wednesday and possibly Thursday, all the way until the weekend, by which time I’d better bloody well have a bunch of it figured properly so I can work on my pictures during my eight hours of to and from Seattle or I’m going to be terrible sad. Ray got me a laptop for my birthday, (!!), for precisely such a purpose, and given that it’s Sept. 1st, I’ve now an entire year<\/i> of neglected material to catch up. I don’t think the battery on it will last the entire trip, but even a few hours of meddling through should put a significant dent in the pile of work still to be done. <\/p>\n

Computer complications aside, I can’t overstate how glad I am for this upcoming long weekend, even if eight hours of it are spent on a bus. We’re going to Bumbershoot<\/a>, a three day music festival friends have played at over and over that neither one of us has ever been to, so even if it turns out to be ten hours on the bus, it will still feel worthwhile for the change of pace and scenery, for the chance to meet new people and try new things. And, of course, to spend more concurrent time with Tony, comforting delicious company he is. (And by comforting, I mean sexy. You hear that, boy? You best be ready.) The more time we spend together, the more convinced I am that he’s wonderful.<\/p>\n

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A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention They amputated Your thighs off my hips. As far as I’m concerned They are all surgeons. All of them. They dismantled us Each from the other. As far as I’m concerned They are all engineers. All of them. A pity. We were such a good And loving … Continue reading “sleep away your troubles”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[41,128,419,1328],"class_list":["post-3057","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-photography","tag-poetry","tag-seattle","tag-tony"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3057","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3057"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3057\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3057"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3057"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3057"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}