Monday, December 27, 2004
On Monday, Dec 27, 2004, at 09:33 US/Eastern, Katie Burley wrote:
You mean there's more?! oh my god.
You mean there's more?! oh my god.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
"Just knowing that your exuberant and unwavering
passion-- matched with kindness-- existed in my
experience and will live on as you live on continues
to inspire me. I keep finding new instances of
inspiration all rooted in you as thoughts of you
bounce off new experiences. All the language in your
christmas email is in the past tense-- maybe the sign
of a healthy attitude. But I like what Faulkner said:
"The past isn't dead. It isn't even past." Your
wonder; your capacity to experience joy and give of
yourself will remain with me to the end, and I will
always think of you with love."
passion-- matched with kindness-- existed in my
experience and will live on as you live on continues
to inspire me. I keep finding new instances of
inspiration all rooted in you as thoughts of you
bounce off new experiences. All the language in your
christmas email is in the past tense-- maybe the sign
of a healthy attitude. But I like what Faulkner said:
"The past isn't dead. It isn't even past." Your
wonder; your capacity to experience joy and give of
yourself will remain with me to the end, and I will
always think of you with love."
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
From: "Khash Chamlou"
Date: Mon Dec 13, 2004 18:12:07 US/Eastern
Greetings Froederick. Your presence is definitely missed here. I really
enjoyed the complex scatterbrained musings that you imbued and I drank-in
during your temporal tenure here on the “Best Coast.” As I have grown
older, I become less nostalgic and less inclined to miss someone. I am
continually looking toward the future and not stopping for a moment behind
me. Humans continually phase in and out of my purview. But for some
reason, your poignant departure was unique. It was as if a positive
energy force was catapulted away from me, and in its place was the void of
reality. That book you gave us left us served as a footprint. A
footprint of a whirling dervish that comes in and out of my life and whose
relationship has endured despite a continual disparate geospatial
inconvenience.
Some recent observations of you:
- You have a lucid long term memory like myself – the gift of writers such
as Mark Twain
- You are concerned with your future
- Historically you are not a fan of “following things through”, but that
may be changing
- Your relationship with your father, although on the surface level may
not seem too deep, is very solid
- You doubt your modus operandi, while at the same time you are confident
in your evolution.
- More specifically, your vocation seems to be in a state of flux
- You tend to predict what others want you to say then make a colorful
statement supporting it resulting in a major liking of your personality
- You are capable of partying at a commensurate level as myself
- There is no way to detach you from your [incredibly cheap]/month rent and family; the
fact that you will ostensibly lead a lower quality of life in that city
notwithstanding
- You still seem to have girl-issues that stress you out. Most people our
age have been able to mitigate the emotional impact that these unstable
humans have on our lives by having a myriad of other opportunities. I
attribute this fixation on the negative female relationship attributes to
your accelerated mental speed in conjunction with an Achilles heel for
complex women who play games
Date: Mon Dec 13, 2004 18:12:07 US/Eastern
Greetings Froederick. Your presence is definitely missed here. I really
enjoyed the complex scatterbrained musings that you imbued and I drank-in
during your temporal tenure here on the “Best Coast.” As I have grown
older, I become less nostalgic and less inclined to miss someone. I am
continually looking toward the future and not stopping for a moment behind
me. Humans continually phase in and out of my purview. But for some
reason, your poignant departure was unique. It was as if a positive
energy force was catapulted away from me, and in its place was the void of
reality. That book you gave us left us served as a footprint. A
footprint of a whirling dervish that comes in and out of my life and whose
relationship has endured despite a continual disparate geospatial
inconvenience.
Some recent observations of you:
- You have a lucid long term memory like myself – the gift of writers such
as Mark Twain
- You are concerned with your future
- Historically you are not a fan of “following things through”, but that
may be changing
- Your relationship with your father, although on the surface level may
not seem too deep, is very solid
- You doubt your modus operandi, while at the same time you are confident
in your evolution.
- More specifically, your vocation seems to be in a state of flux
- You tend to predict what others want you to say then make a colorful
statement supporting it resulting in a major liking of your personality
- You are capable of partying at a commensurate level as myself
- There is no way to detach you from your [incredibly cheap]/month rent and family; the
fact that you will ostensibly lead a lower quality of life in that city
notwithstanding
- You still seem to have girl-issues that stress you out. Most people our
age have been able to mitigate the emotional impact that these unstable
humans have on our lives by having a myriad of other opportunities. I
attribute this fixation on the negative female relationship attributes to
your accelerated mental speed in conjunction with an Achilles heel for
complex women who play games
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Honey Bee pollinating flowers >. Coffee in San Francisco. Silje Neergard last night at HR-57 with Ambassadors from Lichtenstein, Romania, Hungary, Sweden. Dad, Karl at the Diner for Dinner.

