Ocean

by Nina Camic

Thursday, August 25, 2005

pause for a station identification

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Remember those words from your childhood? Because these days, I don't hear them much. Pause. Exhale. It's time to identify your stat...
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And people are just too much for me to face…

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And therefore, placing a particular house-purchasing family in a cannonball and firing it skywards seems just about perfect! [And I do not c...
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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

straw

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Everyone has a camel and a straw. Mine came tonight. Back broken. No comments necessary! Really. No sympathy, no, nothing please. It will d...
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When this old world starts getting me down And people are just to much for me to face*…

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…I climb up on the top of the stairs And all my cares Just drift right into space On the roof is peaceful as can be And there the world belo...
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Jumping with a bungee cord

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There are people who walk cautiously through life. They take a step, pause, contemplate the possible consequences, retreat, move to the side...
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trippin' up at the finish line

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I held it together when the house was not selling and, for legal reasons, it needed to sell or else . I held it together when changes were t...
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...and the day ran away with the spoon

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...and the knife and fork and a bunch of kitchen-ey items, as I got the loft ready for a small group of evening visitors. Or, maybe I should...
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Monday, August 22, 2005

bargain with the blogger in me...

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...if I promise to post after midnight and show pictures of turtles, fish and marble stone, will you still like me? ...if I tell you that I ...
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Sunday, August 21, 2005

Would you spend hours cleaning the house for the mother-in-law of a complete stranger?

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I did. Today, the soon-to-be-owners of our house asked to bring their parents for a special visit. You know, so they could say –“look ma ...
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inch by inch, row by row, gonna make my garden grow...or not.

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Five years ago if you had asked me about my non-academic interests, I would have talked about traveling, writing, cooking and, yes, gardenin...
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Saturday, August 20, 2005

If you cannot find a free moment in a day, blog about tomatoes

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Heirloom tomatoes. Accompanying a bunch of grilled things -- scallions, mushrooms, meats, all of it. The best of the suburban life (of which...
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Friday, August 19, 2005

Reflections on selling a house

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So how anxious was I to seal the deal? Anxious enough that the first offer, representing, as my economist pal figured out, 93% of the aski...
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in one hour: a tornado and a new family on the block

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The lead story on CNN is about the tornado that touched down yesterday evening in Stoughton, just outside Madison. Oh, how well I know that ...
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So fitting: amidst storms and turmoil, there is always the calming presence of Katy

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It could not have been crazier. The minute I finished posting on the blog yesterday, the avalanche intensified: one car stalled, without pow...
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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Spinning wheels

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Never has time pushed ahead so forcefully, never have so many changes happened in such a brief period of time. When I am not on my bike, I a...
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Pondering existential matters and dead batteries

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My life today is about dead cars and unplugged phones and missed deliveries and weedy yards and shiny floor surfaces (all the above required...

Overheard

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My first post from the loft (dial-up). I am sitting here mulling over bits and pieces of conversation overheard at a loft party. What do I m...
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

A Madison story

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There is this pack of former Badger Cab drivers that I have gotten to know. A diverse and good bunch of people, always willing to lend a han...
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Just wondering…

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Hey, did I see you on Mineral Point on the bike yesterday, early in the evening? Yes. Was there a rolled-up carpet precariously balanced on ...
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Monday, August 15, 2005

Walking with a bounce

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If you take walking desires of daughter no.1, add them to walking desires of daughter no.2 and then multiply them by my own, you basically g...
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