Dry wall on the porch surprises me. Discovering the need for new shoes. Blood donation report from yesterday. The spider season is over? Teen saying "Look at what I can do!" More greetings than normal as I walk up the hill. A mysterious voice sounds thrilled calling out "Bathroom break!" at the end.

A leaking pipe leads to enough mildew and mold to make my life really uncomfortable. I think my morning sore throats can be attributed to this mold that has been growing in my closet for the past three or four weeks.

Imagining a planet that doesn't rotate. How would life evolve on such a planet? What of the weather and the ocean currents? Nearly the entire episode deals with my thoughts on such a planet. Microphone troubles at the end.

An inspiring runner in the morning. The biological research frontier of life in microgravity. Thoughts about what living in space would entail. Finishing with a lot of tumbleweeds on top of the hill. In retrospect, she runs like a tumbleweed. Instance of synchronicity for my taking.

Thoughts on a student's comment concerning dice and nerds, leading to thoughts on stigmas, the need to have somebody lower than oneself, and identity. Health insurance card woes. Favorite non-hummingbird bird: yellow-billed magpie.

Mini-reunion over the three-day weekend. Fighting a very small fire with a bucket on Thursday. Briefly, microgravity spermatogensis in scrotal testes.

Really, I'm not that blue. I just don't see any big changes occurring due to the Democrats taking control of the House and possibly the Senate. My first Diebold machine experience. Thoughts on Prop. 83, the lack of women in upper reaches of politics, mythology with two moons, and rising gas prices. Hypothesizing about my allergies during Santa Anas.

It's been a while since I've had fullmoon tea. I don't wax lyrical enough about my little ritual from college. Leslie Vasquez offers a ride up the hill. I ponder fossilized substances like dandelion sap, brains, and the two eye humours, aqueous humour and vitreous humour (which I combine in my ignorance).

Retracting previous episode's statement about my health insurance provider's web services. Expired vitamin C. A fun demonstration with water, a container, and gravity. Dew on the pine needles, luminous like stars.

Raking the neighbor's leaves? NaNoWriMo is here! So too is the wind with a vengeance. The scab is gone, but its origin is still a mystery. Brief Halloween report. I don't know why I talk softer as I go up the hill today, but I do.

An upset stomach, throat, and an unknown growth (scab?) on my left arm. Brief discussion of past Halloweens and questions of identity.

I didn't realize my recorder's memory was full when I began "recording". When I caught my error, I was at the crosswalk. Brief thoughts on Daylight Saving Time.

Feel's like fall today and it's my brother's 19th birthday. Go Rob! Wicked wind. Thoughts on borrowing DVDs from the library and dying media formats. At the end, I get self-conscious and become extra quiet.

Today's sunrise, yesterday's sunset, Mount San Miguel's clouded peak, yesterday's helicopter, and the start of season three of "Battlestar Galactica". Also chicken fingers are considered a grain?!

Day after donating blood. I discuss the film "What The Bleep Do We Know?" and ramble on from there about reality, consciousness, thoughts, and raise questions concerning the veracity of a Christopher Columbus story.

I discuss the sprint triathlon I did yesterday.

Poor microphone placement today results in near continuous pops as I walk. Going to the dentist, enjoying questions, a lost library card and photos on file.

Some high schoolers provide swearing while waiting for the walk signal; 10 minutes into the netcast. Apprehension concerning driving back from the triathlon. Am I developing the counting curse?

Pondering how to be a better teacher. Wondering who planned an aspect of the local environment -- the oleanders. Biking hills and triathlon thoughts.

A milestone, yet much the same as recent episodes. I talk about working on a story followed by ramblings on an artificial heart design. I miscount the spiders -- skipping eight. Wrapping up with a pessimistic view on curing cancer by 2015.

Santa Ana winds making my skin crawl, musings on vandalism as disrespectful to the community, possible changes in the podcast, nations (and people) acknowledging their past, and nuclear weapons. The book's actual title is _The Decision to Use the Atomic Bomb_ by Gar Alperovitz.

Ramblings and tangents launched by the "Looney Tunes" Golden Collection DVDs. Cross-country team memories. An abandoned car. Where did "What's up, Doc?" originate?

I hope caring for a plant will be a positive task for a student in my class. Farewell to Rob, Sandy, and Victoria.

A brief epilogue to Episode 45 leads off. Then my impressions and thoughts on the 76th Annual La Jolla Rough Water Swim. 19:22 is my "preliminary results" time for one mile.

Amidst the tragedy and horror that day, a family opens their home to Mancub and I for dinner and a place to stay. Showcasing the generosity and warmth people can have for strangers, it was like a torch on a dark night. Perhaps I'll revisit this more another day.

The air bubbles when I swim occupies my initial thoughts. Super loud ambulance driving by. A family story (two really) and the mysteries behind it. There in the undercurrent: reliability of the narrator.

Beeping alarm and upset stomach start the day. Preliminary musings about weather and spider webs. The near-rememberance of an earlier thought.

Explanation for no episode yesterday. Monologue on shadows, a former trail run, new library card (and number), eighteen spiders, libraries, and mistaking a leaf for a lizard.

Observations of the local tumbleweeds. Curiosity: essential for life. Counting and more musings on orb weaver spiders.

Lines of ants, picture day, allergies, thoughts on spider web design, and recording audio with my niece.

Confusion of the today's date leads off, followed by niece activities and the joy of little kids. Talk of an overdue library dvd, a dvd waiting for me, and greeting a former student.

Fewer bird songs in the morning. My dislike of buying new clothes leads to musings of identity. Thoughts from yesterday's swim workout. I wonder how to tell my age. "Just past 10.5 pi," may be the best answer.

A fairly relaxed, potpourri episode. Stinging sensation while swimming, imagining rabbit warrens, counting orb weaver spider webs (11!), and a brief description of the class.

Recollection of my first America's Finest City Half Marathon when I was 16 (not almost 16 as I said). I ran the next *two* AFC Half Marathons, not three. Forgot to mention U2's songs fueling my feet. End: feeling grateful for every run I get.

No anxiety or nervousness this year about the first day of school. A museum for rare, long lost, and "extinct" sounds? I'd patron that.

A disguised science fiction film, "Groundhog Day" leads off my musings today. Sorry for the uneven audio. Obviously I forgot how to do this during my vacation. Watch out for the traffic between minutes 8-10.

Stanislav Petrov, musings on nuclear proliferation, Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and the CIA's operation to overthrow Mossadegh. Not enough time to explore the chain of history resulting from that event.

From the San Diego Convention Center during Comic-Con 2006. Snatches of conversation, noise, and music bubble to the forefront of the layered sounds surrounding me. Ambient sound aficionados rejoice!

I discuss last week's San Diego International Comic-Con. This leads to musings about the ethics of publishing recordings of others without their knowledge. The audio gets washed out by the traffic in spots as I discuss Frank King's "Gasoline Alley". Correction: there was a note attached to the baby at Walt's door.

First episode of July?! Yesterday's butterfly sighting, my mom's butterfly story, and musings and questions about butterfly behaviors. Tour de France thoughts with some incorrect information.

Really good bird sounds in the beginning, then the winds which cut into my words like rarely before. Global warming, mulch, the Green Party, Democrats and Republicans, transnational corporations are all topics for the one mile walk to the gym. Not enough about my niece turning two though!

The first episode of summer! It's good to be back after nearly two weeks away. Major topics include World Cup, t'ai chi, a San Diego International Triathlon report and thoughts on further training. Fun audio: I squeeze through a locked gate.

The final day of school is the backdrop for the conclusion of the list. First, California poppies, a musical vacuum, and questions about teaching. "Do You Realize?" by the Flaming Lips, "Layla" by Derek & the Dominoes, "Heroes" by David Bowie, "Lust For Life" by Iggy Pop, "Schizophrenia" by Sonic Youth, and "Heroin" by the Velvet Underground.

A giant thank you to Chris of noisedroid.com for incorporating a bit of Episode 20 into his latest podcast. _Andrea's Voice_ by Doris Smeltzer with Andrea Lynn Smeltzer is available for purchase. The episode ends with a minor unfinished rant about how we determine success.

Sunday's bike ride predominates my thoughts this morning. A young girl's effort in two races leaves me basking in that memory. Finally I wonder how to balance two events (giving blood and racing) on the same weekend.

A brief discussion about my summer solstice card. Plus a jacaranda -- blossoms like a lilac flame under cloudy skies as my thoughts are extra butterfly flitting today. I introduce myself in Japanese halfway up the hill.

Listen as I try to recover my thoughts after a near fall! Eventually I discuss my heart rate monitor and max heart rate, which leads to extra philosophical ramblings. The last few minutes are taken over by my questions about the spiders making webs in the oleanders.

Starting with my favorite bad song then moving to a really bad film, I add more songs to my Essential Song list. "To The Sky" by the Cure, "Redemption Song" by Bob Marley, "London Calling" by the Clash, and "Ode To Joy" by Ludwig van Beethoven.

Elizabeth Mann and Andrea Smeltzer. Despite knowing each one rather briefly and tangentially, I remember their verve. This episode doesn't come close to describing how amazing they were. Andrea's Voice: http://www.andreasvoice.org/article.htm (I meant to say "I haven't been to the site in a while" -- *not* "I haven't been to the site").

I'm forgetting something and can't remember it. (Hours later I do -- water bottle for a brick workout). Thoughts on my new shoes, reading material on the AT, and a poem I first memorized in the 7th grade. Ends with a panting, car-dodging, not quite 100% recitation of the first three stanzas of "A Psalm of Life".

My discussion of making paper airplanes is interrupted by microphone troubles. This leads to thoughts about the show in the summer, a fun algebra problem to find my age, and then back to paper airplanes. A prime day of random, various thoguhts. Really noisy cars and wind. Sorry!

Dedicated to Sarah Elizabeth Yee! More on the tapestry of crowds, the choices and decisions made by all that weave together into a *moment*. Israel Kamakawiwo`ole's "Somewhere Over The Rainbow/What A Wonderful World", Tori Amos's "Raspberry Swirl" (tough choice between it and "Siren"), and R.E.M's "It's The End Of The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)" make the Essential Songs list.

The reason for naming the show "Sonic Tesserae" is given. A general discussion of politics follows, growing from the phrase "good enough for government work." Note: when talking about "between the doors" I meant to say "birth and death" not "life and death."

Quick random thoughts flitting through my head like butterflies. I ponder climbing chain link fences, Fibonacci sequences and the spiral of burrs, and rain drops at the end of pine needles.

I am the omega male! A sunny morning, a sleeping dragon, and wind, wind, wind.

A song that swells within me at random moments leads to a discussion of some of my essential songs. Part 1: "My Favorite Things", "Let Down", "Walk On", "Sabotage", "Fight the Power", "Swan Lake", and "The Ride of the Valkyries".

The sound of a jet launches a discussion on angels, Wem Wender's "Wings of Desire", Neil Gaiman's Death character, and moments of the Sublime. Note: I should have said "40%", not "30%". I meant to say "ancestors" not "descendents" near the end of the podcast.

Start off with some theorizing about the process of art as I wonder if I should stop numbering the episodes. Second topic is Mother's Day and more specifically how I miss my mom. Runny nose, husky voice, and tears as I finish the climb to work.

For your consideration: frozen hats for better athletic performance. Also, giving blood hopes. Blood pressure deferred for another time as I reach the door and the bus clutch splits the morning peace. Epilogue: green light for blood donation! Hit the three gallon mark with the San Diego Blood Bank due to today's pint.

Time flies: Was I really married seven years ago? A chain of thoughts linked with divorce, death, hiking, injury, swimming, running, triathlon, labyrinths, cheerful pessimism, and ending with the anticipation of the jacarandas in bloom.

John Cage's composition "As Slow As Possible" launches most of today's thoughts and ramblings, with a brief detour in the first few minutes dealing with a cute bunny. Best. Episode. Ever? You decide. Cute bunny photo: http://www.bobharris.com/content/view/899/99/

How I now prepare for donating blood, my favorite part of donating, and why. Ah hemoglobin! What an amazing protein! I'm glad to give it freely to whomever come who may. Plus, a brief journey into silence.

Lizard tales from the weekend, more ill-explained math associations, and further memories of the AT.

After starting with trinary numbers, I move on to Flatland and souls. Need to return later when my ideas can be better explained. Recorder missed a word or two--reminds me of blanks in Old English poetry or a Nag Hammadi codex. A little mystery [ ] us. Between the doors: another idea to return to later.

Walking this hill stirs memories of the Appalachian Trail.

Brief thoughts on economic and social justice halfway between a rant and a diatribe. Plus the satisfying crunching sound of my shoes on the dirt.

Birdsong -- cold, gray sky/ A line of eucalyptus/ Still mind -- then footsteps

Slight improvement over the previous episode; Introduction Part 2.

I say the wind wins the battle this time. As well as the bar. Honestly I normally don't sound this bad.