Welcome to my little homestead on the Internet.
I am a Computer Operator working for the Information
Technology department of Southern
Illinois University at Carbondale. Working for SIU might not make me rich, but it pays the bills, and I get to work with some interesting people and some interesting technology. Step this way if you want to know a little bit more about me. You may also learn a little bit more about me by checking out the links that I frequent, or the causes and ideals that I advocate. You can even see some pictures of me and of the dear kitty, Johann Sebastian Bach Flummer.
I can be kinda busy in my spare time. I host a radio
program on Sunday nights on our local community radio station, WDBX, 91.1 FM
(our new website - check it out!). I call it The Galaxy, and it is two hours of an unusually wide variety of music. We have streaming audio now, and it will be linked to the WDBX site shortly.
You can also check out my DougBlog
February 2nd, 2007 - Believe it or not, I've actually been sort of working on the page, but right now it's mainly in the conceptual stage (meaning, I'm thinking about it). Obviously, some changes are probably needed, as I've had this same background on here since the mid to late '90s. I've also had some personal changes in my life as well, and it probably wouldn't hurt for my page to be more reflective of that as well. However, it should be noted that people aren't using homepages the way they once did. Personal pages are gone, replaced with blogs, MySpace and whatever (I do have a blog, although I'm not much of a blogger, but I don't do MySpace or FaceBook). One just doesn't browse through Geocities like we once did.
But that is how things go.
That's alright - most of my recent work on the webpage concerns the radio show webpage (you know, the Galaxy). In any case, I believe that some new pictures will be forthcoming.
If you want to email me, you can reach me
A Little Bit of Poetry:
Something to Inspire Thought and Reflection
by Sylvia Plath
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it-----
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
My featureless, fine
Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?-------
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
What a million filaments.
The Peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see
Them unwrap me hand in foot ------
The big strip tease.
Gentleman , ladies
These are my hands
I may be skin and bone,
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident.
The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut
As a seashell.
They had to call and call
And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I've a call.
It's easy enough to do it in a cell.
It's easy enough to do it and stay put.
It's the theatrical
Comeback in broad day
To the same place, the same face, the same brute
That knocks me out.
There is a charge
For the eyeing my scars, there is a charge
For the hearing of my heart---
It really goes.
And there is a charge, a very large charge
For a word or a touch
Or a bit of blood
Or a piece of my hair on my clothes.
So, so, Herr Doktor.
So, Herr Enemy.
I am your opus,
I am your valuable,
The pure gold baby
That melts to a shriek.
I turn and burn.
Do not think I underestimate your great concern.
You poke and stir.
Flesh, bone, there is nothing there----
A cake of soap,
A wedding ring,
A gold filling.
Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.
There's a movie about Sylvia Plath, starring Gwenneth Paltrow, that was pretty good and explained a lot about this tortured soul. However, it still doesn't quite equal reading some of her poetry. I've had In Plaster posted on this page for a number of years - maybe 5 or 6, and I've come to the realization that change is sometimes healthy for the soul. I've become quite entranced by this poem here, which tells of a person with a penchant for, shall we say, life renewal?
Thanks for visiting. Do come back
Last updated on February 2nd, 2007 - you
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by telling you.
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