Six-five quebec
stories
Once Upon a Time in Guatemala
When I approach a large change in life I begin to wax nostalgic about good things from times long past. A big change is coming in a few months and this time around the subject of my nostalgia is: my central american year. For every person you see below, there are ten more who were in the story behind the picture, for every smile caught by camera there were twenty more when the camera was put away…
Come on home, Zora!
She survived!
She SURVIVED!!!!!
After 72 hours, Zora is safe and home. Today after school there were reports of whining coming from the top of the island. Ed busted out the binocs and got a brief visual. Jori and Ed took off, made it most of the way up the island. The final stretch was steep and difficult–but Edward persevered and made the final ascent, picked her up and began the long and difficult trip back down the island. A few hours later, Zora was safe and sound and home and happy.
Folks, this here story has a happy ending. Look at the happiness in these pictures of Owner, Dog, and Rescuer.
:)
How things are
Work is hard but wonderful. I love my job. Teaching earth and space science is totally a hoot, we’re making clouds in bottles and checking out 8-day pressure charts. Big storm rolling around in 8 days, pressure down to 960 by 10am next friday. More laughing then ever before in my classroom. As always, I have my grievances about standardized testing and big men in suits, but at the end of the day I remember it’s all about the kids, and everything is ok.
Breakfast report:
I tried something different for my weekday breakfast routine. For those who know me, this is a big deal. I ate a tube of oreos with a glass of milk instead of my traditional can of peaches / can of vienna sausages combo. Conclusion? No-go. It’s 11:26 and my tummy is rumbling uncomfortably, threatening to start making funny noises.
The north trails
So there are a few trails on the island. Two head north out of the village, a low one that stays a few hundred feet off the water, and a high one that heads up to the top of the island. The low one, I found the other day, only goes to the north cliffs…where it stops gradually. Well, sort of. The trail starts out incredibly nice, wide and easy, fades to a narrow and sort of tricky little route, and eventually you turn a corner and, wham, cliffs. Big cliffs. Up to that point, it is a gradual fade, though. From the best I could tell, the north cliffs are just shy of the northernmost point of the island.
Akt2’ers ftw!
What a hell of a summer that was, I miss you all and hope you’re well and enjoying some quality R&R! unfortunately i didn’t have pictures of everybody :/
Ninja-style rabbit, chicken, and kale farmers
Cormac McCarthy
Asked about writing stories:
You always have this image, of the perfect thing, which you can never achieve, but which you never stop trying to achieve. But I think, that at the core of it, there’s this image that you have, this interior image of something that is absolutely perfect, and that’s–that’s your signpost, your guide. You’ll never get there, but without it you’ll never get anywhere.
List of 28 things
1. I’ve never once regretted having gone backpacking
2. Short stories
3. Poverty — ignorant and prideful people both the poor and the rich — poverty-making suppression and abuse of people groups
4. Supermacro help and supermicro help…everything else doesn’t work
5. 1977 Yamaha 250 two-smokers are really, really really fun and loud
6. Teaching (supermicro)
7. Taking beautiful pictures with a digital camera loses it’s charm
8. Catch-22
9. Alaskan bush pilots
10. Alaskan bush pilot
11. The ocean
12. Pike Place Market mini-doughnuts
13. Native America
14. Lost times and lost people that live on in tales and stories
15. The Beatitudes
16. Mayan numbers (I can do zero to five hundred, yo)
17. Queen Charlotte Islands
18. Murtle Lake, BC
19. Princess Luisa Inlet
20. Bicycle mechanic
21. Motorcycle mechanic
22. Whiskey and tobacco
23. Stout
24. Origins of Christianity
25. Galois Theory
26. Rag chewing
27. Indoor soccer goalkeeping
28. The motorcycle wave