Monthly Archives: January 2009

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new days

Today the United States of America has inaugurated a new president.  I feel excited, proud, fearful.  The process/progress of change triggers excitement in me… as well as fear.  What is to come?  Who knows who knows?
I remember last year in Mexico reading the BBC World News coverage online of the race for the democratic seat–  [...]

the sprout and the cow

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el canto del coro/the choir’s song

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the bug

We got the bug.  Daniel and I.  We got it.  Well, I guess technically I maybe almost no more got it.
The flu.
Mine started around the 22 or so of December with a sneeze, followed by a sore throat and post-nasal-drip.  this past week, it turned into THE COUGH- the one that to me seems as [...]