Only a hundred characters summarizing my particular set of intersections of luck, effort and energy. I forget to cash reimbursement checks and forget to mail my rent check on time, but in the two and half years I've occupied my current apartment, I've never had to pay a late fee. Which is nice. I bring home research papers I've printed out and then use them to mail my nearly-late rent checks.

I spent a lot of time feeling alternately like a rabbit or a flower.

A lot of my life is psychedelic. Whether I'm choosing to surround myself with this kind of style or whether this is just my style I don't know (that is to say: it simply is and I am accepting it for that, now).

was, until this past weekend, figuring out what I'm doing with my life. Now I think I know: I've spent five years doing vaccine engineering by way of gene engineering.

forgetting about my body. I take it out for runs and rides, make sure it is well watered and properly fed with lots of planty things. Occasional tune-ups with the mechanic. When this thing hurts it means this other thing needs some attention.

my dreadlocks. The Praxair delivery guy asked me today at work if I had a joint hidden in them. I thought "like....a ball bearing joint about which the dread rotates?" After asking him to repeat it twice I figured out what he was asking me. I laughed nervously and left the cafeteria post haste.

I like a lot of books. If you like Michel Foucault, or better, Bruno Latour, we will probably get along. I also really like Haruki Murakami. And stories about the Buddha.

Movies...I like 'em clever or beautiful.

Lately I am listening to Van Morrison's "Astral Weeks" a lot, along with akron/family and Animal Collective. The iTunes Genius is actually pretty great.

I'm an epicurious herbivore! But I also love artificial sweeteners. Tonight I made tomato basil hummus. We always get the little four-pack of hummuses (is that a word?) from Trader Joe's for group meeting and I always kill the tomato basil, so I decided that I deserve to have that at home: (2 cups dried chickpeas, soaked and boiled + one big spoonful of tahini + three large + fresh wedges of garlic (pressed) + one small can of tomato paste + one tablespoon dried basil leaves + 2 tablespoons olive oil + water to desired smoothness) * food processor = very delicious. That is what I did with my Saturday night.

Plants, interesting lighting, my iPod, chickpeas, my Canon AE-1 Program, string.

How the world works. I revisit earlier topics in the conversation because I was thinking about it some more.

learning to exercise a little discipline.

is that, while I'm generally pretty open and accommodating, I am occasionally extremely fickle.

you think you would get along with someone whose entire life could be not totally inaccurately reduced to the following:

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

Also there is something about someone's skin when you really connect with them, it just blooms under your fingers. Please like plants.