Category archives: Vindaloo
Discussions of the spice of life, spices, and/or life.
Where do Saturdays Go
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Vindaloo.
On Saturday as is my plan
I trudge to the distant market
To feed my family here
Cold winds race each other
To find new holes in my
Coat of twelve long years
Sad cow faces stare past me
Never meeting my eyes
Or seeing my smile
I wait my turn in lines
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Why Not
Written by
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Vindaloo.
Why not date her
A friend asks
Better prospects
I suppose
She thinks that's sad
I think
I should agree
Yesterday's Smile
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Vindaloo.
A hug yesterday
From some pretty young thing
Made this old man smile
Poetry and food consume the day (No complaints...)
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Vindaloo.
My plan for today had been to work for a few hours before heading down to the Toronto Poetry Meetup, then come home and work some more. Instead I woke up too late to get any work done, attended the (quite pleasant) TPM (basically a low-key workshop), then headed home thinking I'd work on the ...
Just what I needed (If not the most productive of days...)
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Design Theory,
Vindaloo.
Spent the whole day at Linux Caffe (~13 hours). Putatively working on my thesis for the first 6 or 7 hours, but that broke down into conversations for about 80% of the time. After that I just gave up and talked to people, though there was a brief episode where I tried to get the ...
The Eye's Contention
Written by
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Vindaloo.
My eyes lack
Sufficient beauty
To stay awake
Tired Longings
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Vindaloo.
Tonight I want to build something
Spanning ages and cultures
Bridging truth and faded myths
It is just fatigue I guess
It would be best were I to go to sleep
To poetry events this weekend (we go) (Slam on Friday, Meetup on Saturday)
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Vindaloo.
For those poetry writers in Toronto, there's a Poetry Slam on Friday at 9pm at the Victory Cafe (581 Markham Street, near Bathurst and Bloor). Poetry slams being competitive live poetry composition/reading. There's a $5 cover at this one. For the less rambunctious lovers of the word, there's a Poetry Meetup on Saturday at 4pm ...
When did I lose the joy in playing with new computers? (Not even remotely a hardware guy any more...)
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Vindaloo.
Dad gave Rosey a new laptop a week or two ago. I've been dragging my heels on getting it set up for her, but tonight I decided to get cracking on it. Nothing too involved, getting the networking set up, checking out what's there, figuring out how to install Linux on it so I can ...
To Fix Warm Words
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Vindaloo.
To bring light back to this world
Requires a philosophy you have
In the past rejected out of hand
To love the universe in whole
To see the patterns playing out
Behind each troubled care-wrought face
To love them for their frailties
For their base unkempt passions
But most for their higher nature
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