free friday
a morning at the state archives looking up land records and an afternoon in the park with the dog and a little writing in between has made for a more-or-less excellent day
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whenever i leave my door open, i usually wake up as the bars close down at 2, since there's always at least a couple of people that need to do some hollering --- but this morning it was just a big ol' mess on p'tree at 8th that warranted a rare 911 call from me --- a large number of [no doubt drunken] guys were fighting in the street and up and down the sidewalks --- noisy but no gunfire and they all ran before the cops could get there --- the wildly disparate groups of inebriated patrons (ga tech students, red necks from the suburbs, urban african americans, gay guys, e.g.) leaving the several bars at the same time almost guarantees an "incident"
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streets alive! is coming sunday --- lose the cars and fill the streets with people and what not ---
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at first, guinness rejected the thug kitchen sweet potato treats, but i think he has acquired a taste for them (the mc solaar soundtrack was not intentional, but it sorta works)
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the u.s.41 bridge over the chattahoochee was built in 1936 as part of the state's first "dualized" (i.e., four-lane) highway, the existence of which had a lot to do with the decision to locate the bell bomber plant in cobb county --- after world war ii, lockheed re-developed the site --- the bridge is now being replaced, d.o.t. having proclaimed it "substandard" --- the new one doesn't have nearly the character of the old, but at least the guard walls are not solid
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Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570