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< December 2005 >

December 1, 2005
I had lunch at a swanky restaurant today . . . . . . Although there was one small problem with it. As if lunch and dessert weren`t enough, then I got this. No joke -- I got mine in 1977. Don`t touch -- it`s hot!

December 2, 2005
One can imagine she`s typing a paper about Dr. Seuss. An art major, two years after graduation. Where all the pictures go. Benjamin Busch: Marine Major, Iraq war veteran, and insightful photographer. Benjamin Busch`s favorite cookie.

December 3, 2005
This library closed in August. The lights are still on inside. Five after one. Sounds like a defense against Allen Iverson. On Blue Dolphin Street. I`ve learned enough technique to know this could be a better shot with another (much more expensive) lens. Looking for glove in all the wrong places.

December 4, 2005
Normal people stayed inside where it was warm . . . . . . but I was outside collecting pearls. See what I made today? It`s a genuine Egyptian scarab beetle, with genuine domestic beads. Traditional Middle-Eastern (or `belly`) dancing is done by women for women. In this case, it was done by a woman for her daughters.

December 5, 2005
Hanging around the faculty/staff lounge. Gift bags for every student employee -- naughty or nice. Scores of pizzas for student employees -- vegetarian or carnivore. Some received scented candles (which are illegal in their dorms). Others got more intellectually-stimulating gifts.

December 6, 2005
Wet caulk? I thought the frosting tasted funny. Table tents and toys: looks like a Human Resources training seminar. They combined sugar and water and called it Sprite. The Presidential wing. Sunset comes earlier and earlier -- until December 21.

December 7, 2005
Beethoven`s most famous four notes. Seen, in another form, on October 10, 2005. Every year, on December 7, I like to show off my new watch. Somewhere in the reflection is me eating lunch. A glass of milk illuminated by a Christmas candle in the window -- obviously.

December 8, 2005
Diamonds in the rough. A few hours later, this scene was buried by snow. After a casual glance out my back window at 10:30pm, I was obliged to bundle up and take the camera outside. Nobody ever wants to play with me. You can`t see it, but even the tiny lights are sparkling.

December 9, 2005
Watch out for those snowplows! `We`ve had snow up to here!` `Did you remember to let Coco in last night?` A lot has changed since November 2, 2005. Definitely not my living room.

December 10, 2005
Today`s theme: things covered with snow. I won`t necessarily explain what those things are. A lot has changed since November 12, 2005. Driven by hunger, savage wolves descend upon the suburbs. The littlest angel.

December 11, 2005
Christmas concert season has reached its frantic peak. My tendency to sit near the front reached its fanatical peak, as I was farther forward than the accompanist. Praise Him with the timbrel and dance. PSALM 150:4 Wrinkles betray when satin is sat in. Some small pictures for a small exhibition.

December 12, 2005
How the hot dog was invented. Once again, not my living room. You can sell your textbooks back to the UD bookstore, or to this character working out of a van just off campus. June weddings are so passe. I`ll have a blue Christmas without you.

December 13, 2005
This fairly well illustrates my opinion of television. Homage to Benjamin Busch (see December 2 above). Winter is a difficult time for vegetarians. Here is the key to a house far away where I used to live as a child; they tore down the building when I moved away and left the key unreconciled. DAN FOGELBERG Library employees had a party at 10am and another at 2pm (and I suspect some people had lunch in between).

December 14, 2005
The guitar isn`t her primary instrument, but it`s hard to play trombone and sing at the same time. After I finish wrapping Christmas presents, I never know what to do with those cardboard tubes. I think it`s symbolic that my bookshelves are on the wall opposite the TV. A glass of raspberry juice, on the underside of a piece of wrapping paper, inside the refrigerator -- obviously. Is it big enough to dance on, or just play checkers on?

December 15, 2005
I just looked out the window and saw this ominous pink band in the sky. Sometimes I`m glad I sit in an office all day. Watch your step. Self-portrait. Finals Weak.

December 16, 2005
Spirals. Arcs. Cylinder. Spikes. My photos can be seen hanging in only the finest homes.

December 17, 2005
This weekend I visited a friend with a colorful personality. You`ve heard of hot cocoa? This was cold Coco. Like Ivory Soap, Dale Chihuly floats. Iguana hold your hand. Despite their non-capitalist leanings, I gave them a dollar for two cookies and a cup of hot chocolate.

December 18, 2005
He doesn`t look anything like Parson Brown. A refrigerator keeps the drinks cold in the summer, but is there a heater to keep them from freezing in winter? Visions of Snausages dance in its head. `You lead for a while.` `Next time you fall, try not to grab the beard, okay Timmy?`

December 19, 2005
I was thinking, `This is a nice shot.` I was also thinking, `IT`S FIVE DEGREES OUT HERE!` And I thought my car was cold. Pretty plain from the outside . . . . . . but not from the inside. You think I`m going OUT for lunch on a day like this?

December 20, 2005
Roof lines. Yes, teachers still use this stuff. Okay . . . where is here? I`ll have a blue Christmas -- wait, I already used that caption this month. This little light of mine.

December 21, 2005
Hall of mirrors. Either way you go, it`s cold. Work in progress. Sorry, I`m not going to tell you what it is this time. I hope that`s paint.

December 22, 2005
No, I said I wanted two potHOLDERS for Christmas. She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet was the night. She sat on a blue plastic chair, bluer than plastic was the night. STAIRWAY Each bough doth hold its tiny light, That makes each toy to sparkle bright, O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum.

December 23, 2005
Good intentions. Two more days. Best advice: stay in the center lane. You can`t say that you don`t learn anything from this Web page. Adoration of the Magi in stained glass.

December 24, 2005
Some people had to work today. See the seeling? I think herons are cool . . . . . . but geese don`t. Adoration of the Magi in oil paint.

December 25, 2005
And I never believed in him until this moment. Oh yeah, it`ll be much warmer on February 1st. The world in solemn stillness lay. White Christmas. On top of the world.

December 26, 2005
Taken while reading a chapter in a photography book about difficult lighting situations. A TV celebrity that can help you clean the windows. Thanks to the efforts of environmentalists, buffalo are making a comeback in Ohio. And it looks like beavers haven`t died out yet either. Thistle be my last picture for today.

December 27, 2005
I ride it every day and still don`t lose any weight. I found it outside on the ground. I`m rich. One place says 20 oz. bottle, and another place says 12 oz. bottle. I`ll bet you can guess what it sold me. I hate to see it all cramped together like this . . . . . . I prefer free-range macaroni.

December 28, 2005
In the movies, it`s usually a piano. Florida oranges as big as grapefruit. How big are the grapefruit? Useless ornamentation can be a good thing. Gimme a jingle sometime. A tree, at the end of my arm, is hazy with mist. Even so, I can see that it has red berries, A scarlet fruit, Filmed over with moisture. AMY LOWELL

December 29, 2005
Inside Sports. My new shirt! Did you ever see that movie `Pet Sematary`? Don`t watch the salad dressing! One of a long series of eccentric self-portraits.

December 30, 2005
I used to live here . . . Then I moved here . . . Then I moved here . . . Then I moved here . . . Now I live here.

December 31, 2005
I think I can. The mystery of raspberry tea. I read the first eighteen chapters today. Here`s a great new invention: edible chess. Dimes Square on New Year`s Eve.

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