yes i am home.
yes i am home. but perhaps i wish i was still out there. perhaps i could have gone on and on and on into oblivion. perhaps the journey lives now inside of me as before. perhaps the moments were too sincere for me to write of yet. perhaps i shall venture off again, this time into the woods, and the not so quiet streets of portland. oregon after all. oh how she sings to me. my biggest thanks to christian for his time here. you are loved my friend, you are loved.
Posted by jeff at July 27, 2003 07:46 PM
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At the next, so shall you be wizened to the trial. The body may falter, the equipment may fail, but the eyes and the nerve-pole do not forget.
Posted by: ChinRingDingO at July 28, 2003 08:45 AM
welcome back dear friend.
Posted by: celisa at July 28, 2003 12:34 PM
ride Jefferson... ride.
BTW I am moving back up to SF in September... is that coffee still hot?
shua
Posted by: Shua at July 29, 2003 01:43 PM
It was a pleasure, Jefferson. I'm just glad you made it back in one piece. I was dreading the very real possibility of losing a friend to madmen on motorcycles. Not to mention putting that information up the board. Egads. I say nay nay.
Posted by: Christian Kiefer at July 30, 2003 08:53 PM
Pitch:
Thrilled to see you're still at it, old friend... It's obviously been too long since we've talked and a serious vacuum of creativity exists without your presence. Drop a line when you find the time. I've got some news to share with you.
Yours in football,
Ed-Boy
edjaguilar@yahoo.com
Posted by: Ed-Boy at August 1, 2003 01:30 PM
