Tag Archives: driving

Are thoughts reallie thinking?

Posted on April 11, 2014 by SleepieBear

I’m driving to work this morning and water droplets start to hit my windshield. I think to myself, “Is it raining?” I look at my windshield again; it is rapidly filling up with water. I think, “Man, I’m an idiot.”

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A Lack of Snow…

Posted on February 1, 2011 by SleepieBear

I my alarm went off at 4:42 and the first thing I did, even before I turned it off was look outside and determine that it hadn’t snowed an inch.  Then I put on some clothes and set off.  At … Continue reading →

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Have been unavoidablie detained by the world…

Posted on September 11, 2009 by SleepieBear

expect us when you see us. So the storie of this week is epic and exciting in all the ways a storie can be.  There is fire and and excitement and romance and food.  THe food being the most exciting … Continue reading →

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Dasie, Dasie…

Posted on August 30, 2009 by SleepieBear

There’s a song, and it starts off, “Dasie, Dasie, give me your answer.  Do.”  And it’s about a bicycle.  Or a woman.  I’m not completelie sure.  It’s also part of the reason I named my car Dasie.  The other reason … Continue reading →

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Being the passenger…

Posted on July 21, 2009 by SleepieBear

It’s hard to be a good passenger.  You’re not in control.  What happens next is totally up to someone else and it’s your job to seem not only relaxed, but happie about that.  Trust is an important component in this … Continue reading →

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written while driving

Posted on December 22, 2004 by SleepieBear

Current mood:discontent yes actually while driving. sunset highlights a farmhouse on the horizon out there. and lights up the jet trails that slice through the air. driving home tired, driving on fumes. I’m chasing Utopia, trying to get back to … Continue reading →

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99 problems…

Posted on January 26, 2004 by SleepieBear

but a bitch ain’t one. That’s all I really get out of my weekly ride home. That, a healthy fear of death, and to the house of course. This weekend though I got a LiveJournal too. I’m not sure how … Continue reading →

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Traffic by Y100

Posted on November 8, 2003 by SleepieBear

Today’s Lyrics: Confessions Of A Futon Revolutionist – Weakerthans “I-76 is slow from the Conshohocken Curve to the Blue Route…” You better believe it is. And they say it every morning you think I’d learn. But no, I’m speeding along … Continue reading →

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