Mises à jour des statuts de la communauté

supposed to be packing for my trip, but procrastinating instead

She took me to her Elfin grot, And there she lullèd me asleep, And there I dreamed—Ah! woe betide!— The latest dream I ever dreamt

Bels amics, avinens e bos Cora∙us tenrai e mon poder? e que jagues ab vos un ser e qe∙us des un bais amoros! Sapchatz, gran talan n'auria qe∙us tengues en luoc del marit, ab so que m'aguessetz plevit de far tot so qu'eu volria.

making gazpacho with tomatoes from the garden - scrumptious!

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.

eating blackberries, so sour and sweet and full of bloody juice

thinking about the role of viruses in mental illness http://tinyurl.com/bjh3r3n

My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it. Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice To make dreams truths, and fables histories

has a friend who is paralyzed and is thinking about http://www.brainfingers.com/how.htm

Whereas the animal I cannot help but be, having more than once been found out, taken to task, envies still the silver fox, leaving a false trail, swerving this way then that.

Cymothoa exigua

is eating a very strange fruit called a "Vietnamese plum." It is not plumlike.

harvesting tomatoes, making sauce

listening to the cicadas

thinking about machine consciousness http://tinyurl.com/oz8t9va