No. Because you see, GS is more than just the good son. He's the good citizen. He pays his rent on the last day of the month before it's due. He tips 20%. He goes to the porn shop with tall bushes around the parking lot so people can't perchance see his car in the parking lot of a porn shop. Because he's the GC. So no GC would get involved with a jewel heist. 10513973daniel millerThursday, March 07, 2002publishMy site is down. Classic. 10500258daniel millerpublishMicha's always had a thing about <a href="http://www.jewelry.com">jewelry</a>. The way it glitters. The way it makes you look larger than life. The way rich people wear it. The way old rich people wear it. The way it's like carrying your portfolio around on your body. I've had this GE necklace since 1955. This ring is new--Cisco. I had this Enron bracelet but I lost it at the park a couple of weeks ago. It was terribly expensive. I've been quite distraught. There�s just something about it that calls Micha�s name. Micha. Micha. Micha. And so it came about that Micha found out about this job involving some jewelry. 10499820daniel millerpublishI've been watching Welcome to Sarajevo (one of our owns) while eating lunch (as much as eating is possible while watching this movie) the last two days and have decided that it's official and complete: I am a pacifist. I see no other way. If you have actually killed someone live and in person before and are still into war, please contact me with your perspective. I would be interested. 10499309daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.wesleyan.edu/wstevens/journal.html"> From his Journal -- Sunday, August 10, 1902 [New York}</a> I've had a handsome day of it and am contented again. Left the house after breakfast and went by ferry and trolley to Hackensack over in Jersey. From H. I walked 5 1/2 miles on the Spring Valley road, then 4 miles to Ridgewood, then another mile to Hoboken and back towards town 7 miles more to Paterson: 17 1/2 in all, a good day's jaunt at this time of the year. Came from Paterson to Hoboken by trolley and then home. In the early part of the day I saw some very respectable country which, as usual, set me contemplating. I love to wallk along with a slight wind playing in the trees about me and think over a thousand and one odds and ends. Last night I spent an hour in the dark transept of St. Patrick's Cathedral where I go now and then in my more lonely moods. An old argument with me is that the true religious force in the world is not the church, but the world itself: the mysterious callings of Nature and our responses. What incessant murmurs fill that ever-laboring, tireless church! But to-day in my walk I thought that after all there is no conflict of forces but rather a contrast. In the cathedral I felt one presence; on the highway I felt another. Two different dieties presented themselves; and though I have only cloudy visions of either, yet I now feel the distinction between them. The priest in me worshipped one God at one shrine; the poet another God at another shrine. The priest worshipped Mercy and Love; the poet, Beauty and Might. In the shadows of the church I could hear the prayers of men and women; in the shadows of the trees nothing human mingled with Divinity. As I sat dreaming with the Congregation I felt how the glittering alter worked on my senses stimulating and consoling them; and as I went tramping through the fields and woods I beheld every leaf and blade of grass revealing or rather betokening the Invisible. 10497479daniel millerpublishThe original installation artist/say no to God an it's cul he's flex: Ezekiel 4 Siege of Jerusalem Symbolized 1 "Now, son of man, take a clay tablet, put it in front of you and draw the city of Jerusalem on it. 2 Then lay siege to it: Erect siege works against it, build a ramp up to it, set up camps against it and put battering rams around it. 3 Then take an iron pan, place it as an iron wall between you and the city and turn your face toward it. It will be under siege, and you shall besiege it. This will be a sign to the house of Israel. 4 "Then lie on your left side and put the sin of the house of Israel upon yourself. [1] You are to bear their sin for the number of days you lie on your side. 5 I have assigned you the same number of days as the years of their sin. So for 390 days you will bear the sin of the house of Israel. 6 "After you have finished this, lie down again, this time on your right side, and bear the sin of the house of Judah. I have assigned you 40 days, a day for each year. 7 Turn your face toward the siege of Jerusalem and with bared arm prophesy against her. 8 I will tie you up with ropes so that you cannot turn from one side to the other until you have finished the days of your siege. 9 "Take wheat and barley, beans and lentils, millet and spelt; put them in a storage jar and use them to make bread for yourself. You are to eat it during the 390 days you lie on your side. 10 Weigh out twenty shekels [2] of food to eat each day and eat it at set times. 11 Also measure out a sixth of a hin [3] of water and drink it at set times. 12 Eat the food as you would a barley cake; bake it in the sight of the people, using human excrement for fuel." 13 The LORD said, "In this way the people of Israel will eat defiled food among the nations where I will drive them." 14 Then I said, "Not so, Sovereign LORD ! I have never defiled myself. From my youth until now I have never eaten anything found dead or torn by wild animals. No unclean meat has ever entered my mouth." 15 "Very well," he said, "I will let you bake your bread over cow manure instead of human excrement." 10497106daniel millerpublishOh I already got a flame about my spam! Hee hee! (Or is it a flame?) ... 10491411daniel millerpublishJust sent the site update spam. That was fun. The weather down here has been unusualy cool which has lifted my spirits despite of things. The window is open and I'm not sweating my nads off! Yesterday I applied for 8 jobs. Monday was 2. Today is M and my 4 year anniv. and I'm celebrating by doing what I want. Miriam is out working! Ha ha! Fooled her with that equality thing! I'm going to clean the apartment today. Oh wait! I've been fooled by that equality thing! 10490834daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.guerrillanews.com/index.html">Guerrilla News Network</a> 10488640daniel millerpublish<a href="http://cokespotlight.org/flash/indexflash.html">CokeSpotlight</a> 10488580daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.urban75.com/Mag/brand.html">Brick a Brand: fight the evil corporates with virtual bricks!</a> 10488518daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.thehacktivist.com/">The Hacktivist :: Technopolitics</a> 10488348daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.theyrule.net/">They Rule</a> 10488332daniel millerpublish<a href="http://whosealphabet.com/">whosealphabet.com</a> 10488295daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.bornmagazine.org/mother.html">Born Magazine: Art and Literature Collaboration</a> I've blogged this link before but it is so amazing you have to check it. Check Story Problem. 10421762daniel millerTuesday, March 05, 2002publishMaybe I'll start making the Micha stuff a different color so you can spot it better. I like this daily serials bit. Quite fun. I hope you like it too. 10421320daniel millerpublish"I've got an idea, baby. A proposition. An opportunity." No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Uh-uh. Nuh-uh. No. Nope. No Way. No. 10421233daniel millerpublishWhen David Sarno moved to a new apartment on the Upper West Side of Manhattan recently, he learned he would have to wait several weeks for the phone company to install a fast Internet connection. But after opening his laptop, he discovered with a surge of delight that he was already able to check his e-mail and call up Web sites at lightning-fast speeds. Someone nearby had Wi-Fi, the technology behind the short-range, inexpensive and often unsecured wireless networks that are rapidly sprinkling the nation with sweet spots of airborne high-speed Internet access. 10420977daniel millerpublish<a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/aw-cgi/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=1708316510">eBay item 1708316510 (Ends Mar-01-02 22:12:43 PST ) - I Will Link You on My Blog</a> This is old and from the same guy but thought it was funny what somebody paid for this. 10420420daniel millerpublishJust got this cul email with the subject: NOT hate mail Daniel, I loved your site. May God continue to bless you and your work. I would like to ask your permission to post some of your art on my website. You can check it out at www.mission242.org. Tom Ponchak Thanks Tom! 10409568daniel millerpublishWhen good son finally showed up at Micha�s place, the front door was wide open, leaving only the swinging screen to prevent GS from seeing, quite clearly, his mother dancing naked in the living room to Ryan Adam�s �Firecracker.� �Leeeeet me be your baby tonight.� No rhythm, no pitch. No idea about the lyrics. Thank God for that screen door, thought GS as he called out for Micha to get dressed before he had a show of Biblical proportions. She yelped with weird delight. �Oh! Hee hee! Sorry baby just one sec!� as she disappeared around the corner. �Come in! Come in!� she shouted as she ran into her bedroom and closed the door. The music dimmed as the door came shut, the stereo in the bedroom sounding like a gagged prisoner. Micha called him "baby" and he hated it. Mothers don't call their 22-year-old sons "baby." He had the same opinion as a 16-year-old. GS stepped into the finished Florida room that made up the entry to this little one bedroom job. Things were strewn around this little section which was separated from the living room by just a two foot wall on either side and a half-step up. The living room made up most of the house, actually, opening up to the kitchen which opened up and stepped down to a little room in the back that housed just about everything Micha ever needed--tools of the trade, clothes, loot. GS could see big boxes stacked in the corner and decided he didn�t want to know what was in them. Everything else seemed to be in order. The kitchen was clean. The living room completely empty. The old hardwood floors from 1958 were holding up and recently waxed. Mother must have taken a day off to tidy up when she found out I was coming. Off to the side of the kitchen and back room was the bedroom. Even though he couldn�t see it right now, GS knew what was behind that closed door: the sanctuary. The room that never needs tidied up because nothing is ever out of place; the floor that never needs waxed because it is always immaculate; the cathedral ceiling with a huge white lace hanging from the four corners, which both equalized the space and made it seem even brighter and more pure than it was. My mother the thief and swindler has a bedroom fit for angels. Out the back of the house was a large backyard long-since reclaimed by nature. Micha said that nature deserved a token place to play. Its own park. Micha came out of the bedroom dressed in a long, light blue summer dress that instantly made her look 10 years younger. Her big hair was up in a huge ball, little bits sticking out here and there in an intentionally random pattern. �Hi baby!� she said with a huge smile and arms outstretched for a hug. GS hadn�t seen his mother for six years, and had spoken to her only once on the phone--and that was two weeks ago. He was instantly 16 years old again. Check that. Eight. 10380017daniel millerMonday, March 04, 2002publish<img src="http://personal.atl.bellsouth.net/mia/m/i/mill6858/images/italy/guyreadingpaper.jpg"> "Daily News" ...Miriam's shot of the year... 10375231daniel millerpublish<img src="http://personal.atl.bellsouth.net/mia/m/i/mill6858/images/italy/skate.jpg"> "Italian Scott" Giving you a little preview. A little taste of the update coming Thursday. 10375206daniel millerpublish<a href="http://fray.org/5/archive/00000094.shtml">{fray.org} fray day 5</a> Check out Derek's and Lance's stories in RAM video format here. They are hillarious! 10369374daniel millerpublish<a href="http://fray.com/work/handicapped/">{fray} work - handicapped</a> 10368965daniel millerpublishMicha�s son came to visit in January. Perfect time to visit. Not so fucking hot outside all the time. Actually quite pleasant most of the time. Still humid enough for mold to grow in the bleach, though. He goes to school at some small but prestigious university in New England. Or is it New York? Pennsylvania maybe? Anyway, it�s not that important. What�s important is that for some reason, after six years of hearing nothing--since he left at 16--he came to find out what�s doing. Honestly, he was just going to wait until he got a call from the police or some lawyer, and he was shocked that he had not received one yet. His brother was down in New Jersey. While two years his senior, brother had been going to school only part time for years. He had a job selling women�s shoes at JCPenny. He had a foot fetish and chances are, without serious mental health treatment--which his JCPenny health insurance doesn�t cover--he is going to work in shoes for his whole life. Every night he comes home from work, or you could say he home comes from work. The pressure build-up from seeing the shape of female feet all day is enough that he makes it home in half the time it takes for him to drive to work. During the summer months, when women are buying sandals, he has to make a private trip to the bathroom or an empty fitting room during the day. The sight of all those toes is just too much. Needless to say, he�s got toe much on his mind to worry about his criminal mother down in the swamp. So good brother decided he needed to make sure she was still alive. Unfortunately, she was. She is. And thriving. 10340785daniel millerSunday, March 03, 2002publish<a href="http://www.notsosoft.com/mayfly/index.php">not.so.soft : mayfly project 2001</a> 10335036daniel millerpublish<a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/aw-cgi/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=1710089627">eBay item 1710089627 (Ends Mar-08-02 15:33:35 PST ) - I Will Visit Your Site</a> 10334777daniel millerpublish<a href="http://www.jesusradicals.com/">jesus radicals</a> 10330450daniel millerpublish