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August 23, 2004
Yes, this looks strange. I know.
Had a problem with another site that I host at lurid and ended up sacrificing the main site design in order to save the other. It's a long story involving bad backups and bad timing.
You will notice some changes to the layout and feel of the site coming a lot quicker than I had originally planned. Please bear with me as I get everything sorted out.
Posted by Christopher at 07:48 PM | Comments (2)
August 22, 2004
Work in progress
After much deliberation and several passionate emails from users and relatives of users, I have decided to put lurid back online while I decided what to do with it.
I have come to realize that the suicide posts and forum provide therapeutic value to some people and it would be wrong to have the site down rahter than up as I deliberate its fate.
Posted by Christopher at 05:14 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack
August 20, 2004
One of the reasons I hate living in Louisiana
From our local newspaper's online edition.
Under the "Headlines from yesterday" section, here are the categories to choose from:
News
Suburban and State
Sports
Business
Opinion
Elections
Columnists
LSU
Serial Killings <----------- liek omfg
Prep Sports
Schools
wtf?
Baton Rouge to suck less, plz.
Posted by Christopher at 07:48 PM | Comments (6)
August 03, 2004
Suddenly, I realized....
I left for work this morning at my normally appointed time. I took the route I usually take. I listened to NPR like I normally do. Saw the same sights that I normally see.
Rounding a bend in the road, I was greeted something I normally do not see. It was a huge hot-air balloon, hovering a few hundred yards away. Brilliant purple and green and adorned with a sunburst pattern in yellow, maroon and orange. The sun reflected playfully off of its contours and I had to pause for a second for the though to register that this was real and not from a video game.
I tend to take things for granted, my routine for a given, and often view life as an impermeable, static amalgamation of past experiences. I am comfortable where I am. I'm happy.
But every now and then, I round a corner and am confronted with something that makes me remember the potential, unexpected beauty that surrounds us. Unexplored places revealed, like a cleavage in a familiar landscape, bathed with brilliant new light.
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