Attractors are nouns -- yep, those nouns: people, places, things -- that I'd like tqed.com to be associated with on a search engine query. I usually stuff this stuff into meta tags or in invisible text, but then after seeing this page: lost, a little eureka exclamation point popped into my head. I liked the waxy.org idea so much, I ripped it off to use it here. So, if you are related to anyone/who or anything/that is listed on this page, drop me an email.
| long lost, missing, awol |
laura ellis: Your jewelry was the best. You had the greatest take on how to design findings. My sister bought a pair of earrings from you once, but they were stolen (along with one of my necklaces). Are you still designing, selling your stuff?
john rock (rockjo@elwha.evergreen.edu): You were true genius and a true thinker. You came through and shot pool and drank beer with us after our operating systems project, but you've been gone ever since. I guess there's little reason for true genius to ever leave the forest.
junior (vince): Junior, you were my first friend in Waukesha. We had that inexplicable encounter in the Alpine Valley parking lot in '87. You gave me your phone number, but I *lost* it -- I so badly wanted to call to say hello and thank you for helping me grow up.
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timothy quentin berg, falling down time, use cooper's paint, zillee treeve, xadq, african fractals, four fingers, tq berg, tim berg, retzer's nature center, wern valley, wern farms, kola chicken, the evergreen state college, orange high tops, jdt 3000, cloverleaf school |
| excommunicated |
mikii youngbauer: It's caustic stupidity listing you here, but you obviously saw something in me that I never saw in myself. Of course it was so long ago -- maybe it was just an immature misconception? But that's like saying there's no meaning in life. I'm pretty nihilistic, but I've been unable to reach that statement. Another true genius and a mystical one at that.
katie burdett: Ooh, I seriously dropped the ball here. I wanted to prove how great I was regardless that that runs counter to all of my underlying philosophy. A plate, fork, spoon, knife, and glass made out of cooked spaghetti? Yeah, that's a *thought* process. I still remember the synched encounters of Michelle Shocked/John Wesley Harding and Ralph Parson's champagne-everywhere New Year's Eve bash. Crazy.
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