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Morse Code for UPDATE!!!. A language born out of deliberation, wonder, technology and inspiration. With very little necessity in mind, Samuel Finley Breese Morse developed the telegraph and the code which slowly took over the world as the first means of instant communication between two distant locations. And Now? … This is all but a dead language, except for the occasional movie about a POW locked away with nothing but rocks and water pipes running through his penitentiary. Latin is another “dead language”, however, after some careful thought and reading; I wondered why. It may have been forgotten because of our culture’s “verbal maturity” but it truly is a foundation of our [English] language (and many others). By nature I love to find out how things operate. It’s probably why I studied to be an engineer. But even more glorious than mechanical construction, would be to know how our own English language originated and developed. If I had been taught Latin before reading all that Plato, Aristotle, and Charles Dickens, like most students, I would have obtained a much better grasp of understanding dialect and prose. As the Roman poet Virgil put it “Fortunate the man who can understand the causes of things.” This is the article that spurred my thoughts this evening: “Bring back Caesar’s tongue” Please read and educate yourselves.

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This weekend was a much deserved; relaxing and personal. *think loungin’ with books, a Spartacus movie, and some turns* I updated some of the site by ripping some image map code and I decided the color needed to be brighter. On some monitors this site may look a little “cloudy”, but as soon as I get back to Photoshop it will be all good!

I also completed the move of my pics to a new online album. I added some pics of my vacation in St. George, UTAH. I’ll post my article reviewing the Green Valley Spa, regardless if it gets published or not. More background to follow, but for now check the pics.

The Utah Desert

I uploaded pics of the White Water Rafting trip I had two weeks ago. Still feelin’ the rush of those IVs!

Water fights all down the river. Like we couldn't get wet enough.
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Inspiration

I have certain friends that will always be friends even if I don’t see them in a long long time. I have others that I have just met and still we connect as if we’ve had that friendship for years… This is one such case of the latter where I’ve met a really cool person whom has inspired me to venture out of my comfort zone and explore more of what our world in this bay area bubble can offer. I’m one to tell people so, when they affect me, and this is her complement to me:

Thank you for the greatest compliment one could receive. Inspiration is a powerful thing and, to the soul, more precious than all the diamonds on sandy African beaches. I hold my inspiration in the highest regard because with all of them collectively you can move the world. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

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The 4th O’ July

The 4th O’ July

My cultural worth was satisfied tonight. Went to a BBQ, ate some apple pie, saw the family, drank some budwiper, and saw the standard fireworks show in Central Park San Ramon. Is that bitterness you sense? No, just wondering where all the free spiritedness went. Maybe I was just hanging with some serious cynics or maybe IT really is all controlled, forced and standardized. I guess I remember the times when Church groups were housing parking lot patriotism, with booths all over the town, selling every fire-sparkly-flaming-noisy device you could stick a match to…from firecrackers to smoke bombs, to spinning wheels to rockets. Now, you have to sneak half ass fireworks across city lines to limited areas that allow fire displays and set ’em off in bursts of controlled merriment. At times checking the corners of the street for One-Timers….

When your eyes are bigger than your world, everything is grand. I love 4th of July though for it’s originally feeling. Family gatherings, mass food and music. Staying up late to set off pyrotechnics, illegal or not, it’s still a great release. But now I’m wondering where the central communal party is. Shouldn’t this day be bigger? Huge in fact! I think Cinco de Mayo in downtown San Jose get’s a bigger party. We’re all living on Mexican land anyway so why not eh? But really… where’s that companionship, comradery and champion party us Americans clam to be celebrating? I want blocked off streets, beer gardens, hat’s with crazy sparklers, bands playing Bruce Springsteen and John Cougar Meloncamp songs and naked people with red white and blue painted all over their bodies…well maybe that’s a little over the top, but you know what I mean. Besides the party, where’s the spirit? The more I write the more I know… The spirit is clouded by American capitalism. Ironic, I thought… What we had fought for in the beginning is now smothering our own economic and personal freedom. We’re probably taxed more (proportionally) now than settlers were in 1774. Add on that: our environment is going to shit, inflation is rising at an uncontrollable rate, the economy… well let me stop here this is not the time for this (It’s past my bed time that’s why!). Where’d that all come from anyway…it’s like I was force fed too much Starbucks…wait…

My point of all this is very blurred, but I guess I’m just not ignorant any more. I love Forth O’ July now for the memories of what I thought it was for when I was 10 but now over a decade later, it’s become a reminder of what our people once were passionate about and what we as a nation should continue to work for, anyone remember what those faded important documents sitting under glass in Washington D.C say?….

Note to self: *Remembers the red firework at Funny Farm – What a celebration eh?*