27 juane my lucky number. 071127 ... jane it always has to come down to threes. 27 just happens to be 3 to the third power 3³ 071127 ... crOwl i was 27 when our first daughter turned 4. our middle daughter was one...and the third was yet a hope... 071127 ... flux 7 - 2 = 5 blue::27 left hand path. choronzon. 333. but alas! he was only himself. 071128 ... hsg and 5/12ths time to live again. talk a few years off. a_few_as_in_five and five has proven to be a splendid number. 081015 ... cr0wl in the p0wlder inches of schnow. uh huh. that's right. 100109 ... epitome of incomprehensibility I'm waiting for June 2015 for this. The dream said: 7 = plagiarist (in reference to an incident from elementary school); 17 = bisexual virgin (though without the word "token" attached; was that my joke first or my poet-friend's? without the token part, true) and then 27 = ? There's some logical progression here. I think I have to write original things about sex. As long as it doesn't involve One Direction members. Ha. Members. But seriously, it'd be nice to finish a book-length project by then. I have goals, and they're based on superstitions involving exponents. But why not? 141126 ... kerry my favorite number, my champagne birthday i hadn’t been so far away for all that long i fell asleep reading on the green velvet couch, damn we should have kept that couch i was very unsure of myself and i disliked being alone that year mom started the ritual of sending me to new morning bakery-- there is something to pick up for you there, text me when you have it. the first year it was a chocolate cake the second an assortment of pastries and desserts: a lemon square, pecan brownie, macaroons both chocolate-dipped and not, something minty, something else with a strawberry on top. i spread it out on the red coffee table and invited three friends to eat them with me, and they were new friends so i was still sometimes uneasy, but you can’t be unhappy sharing desserts and listening to records when you’re supposed to be grading papers. at the game last night the pitcher’s number was 27. the team’s uniforms are pale blue and he wore his with the legs down so the hems of his pants hit his shoes. he looked like a child. i actually don’t care about baseball but i could tell he was playing terribly. i felt bad for him, kicking the red dirt, rolling his neck and shoulders. he was pretty lean for a baseball player. i wondered what he was thinking, number 27. 27 has a kind of slant to it, so many opportunities for little flourishes like a teeny line on the 7 or a curl at the tail of the 2 or even at the beginning like a scroll. it can be jagged like broken glass and lightning or it can be loopy and floppy. also, 3 x 3 x 3 is 27. 210924 ... e_o_i Yes! I like the math symmetry. Three to the power of three. But I'm a bit discouraged about how long it takes to write things. 25-year-old self, take note. (Or don't. You're dead and I've replaced you.) 210924 ... e_o_i 26-year-old self, rather. 210924 what's it to you? who go blather from