I do a bunch of these most years. This is the first sentence, phrase, or paragraph from the first post of each month in 2009. Makes for a good way to go through a year\u2019s posts. No wonder I\u2019m tired!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Previously:<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n * 2004<\/a> Jan<\/strong><\/a>: I\u2019ve been disconnected from the net (by choice) for a couple of lovely days with family out in Virginia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I return to see that Israel is actually invading and conquering Gaza.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Feb<\/strong><\/a>: Check these people out.<\/a> Though, as the Buddhists say, you would be wise to \u201cguard the gates of the senses\u201d so as not to get any crazy on you. I do recommend clicking down into some of the stories if you have the time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n March<\/strong><\/a>: I notice that I haven\u2019t been posting all that much lately. What can I say? February tends to emphasize to me that life is short \u2026 a short month full of short days \u2026 so I spent more time doing rather than documenting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n April<\/strong><\/a>: I spent my day waiting for a system crash.<\/p>\n\n\n\n May<\/strong><\/a>: Lightly edited for content and privacy, I present here a chat between and myself on the topic of her notional new charity. Also included is a discussion of whether \u201cgetting laid\u201d must always have an integer coefficient \u2013 as opposed to the existence of both negative and imaginary lays.<\/p>\n\n\n\n While it was still funny this morning, please keep in mind that this was \u201cbeer up the nose\u201d funny last night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n June<\/strong><\/a>: We bought a house. Our house rules. It has an awesome twisty curvy staircase and hardwood floors and a basement an an attic. It\u2019s approximately three times the house we need and almost more house than we want. Today I mowed the lawn, like a good little domestic homeowner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n July<\/strong><\/a>: So I\u2019m coming back from lunch yesterday, having dropped off the check for the shiny new gutters on the shiny new house. I reach the path from the street to my door and I see this bird clinging to the underside of said gutters. I had just enough time to think, \u201chuh, he\u2019s hanging upside down but he\u2019s a little big for a nuthatch. Hey, is he a wood \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n B-B-B-B-B-B-B-BANG!<\/p>\n\n\n\n August<\/strong><\/a>: I find that I\u2019m tired of my last epistle about Merlot being at the top of my blog \u2026 but I don\u2019t have much else to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n September<\/strong><\/a>: Gorgeous morning on the early train here. I boarded around 5:20 at the station perhaps 10 minutes from my apartment. At 9:15 I\u2019ll get off the train in Newark, NJ and rent a car for the day. A quick drive down to New Brunswick working for Rutgers, and then back on the 6:30pm train to get home around 10:30pm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n October<\/strong><\/a>: Another milestone, I\u2019m brewing the first pot of coffee in the new house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
* 2005<\/a>
* 2006<\/a>
* 2007<\/a>
* 2008<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n