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December Geek Gather

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

— "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost

See you Tuesday!

October Geek Gather

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost–
For the grapes’ sake along the all.
— Robert Frost

See you Tuesday!

June Geek Gather

“This is June, the month of grass and leaves . . . already the aspens are trembling again, and a new summer is offered me. I feel a little fluttered in my thoughts, as if I might be too late. Each season is but an infinitesimal point. It no sooner comes than it is gone. It has no duration. It simply gives a tone and hue to my thought. Each annual phenomena is reminiscence and prompting. Our thoughts and sentiments answer to the revolution of the seasons, as two cog-wheels fit into each other. We are conversant with only one point of contact at a time, from which we receive a prompting and impulse and instantly pass to a new season or point of contact. A year is made up of a certain series and number of sensations and thoughts which have their language in nature. Now I am ice, now I am sorrel. Each experience reduces itself to a mood of the mind.”
– Henry David Thoreau, Journal, June 6, 1857

See you Tuesday!

May Geek Gather

Sorry this didn’t get posted earlier, it’s just been that kind of week.

April showers bring May flowers, and snow! WTF? Join us at the Chatterbox Cafe in St. Paul, home of vintage video games, good food, delicious micro-brew, and strawberry lemonade.

  • Geek Gather
  • 6:30pm
  • Tuesday 2010.05.11
  • Chatterbox Cafe, Saint Paul, MN

Directions are here Google Maps if anyone needs them.

April Geek Gather

There were no lions, only lambs, so will there be April showers? Will they bring May flowers? What I can tell you is that it’s time for another Geek Gather and that brings us back to Wilde Roast — home of good food and WiFi that works.

See you Tuesday!

March Geek Gather

What’s the saying for March? In like a lamb, out like a lion, gather like a geek? It’s time for another Geek Gather and we’re back at the Chatterbox this month. Come for the chatter. Come for the camaraderie. Come for the strawberry lemonade.

  • Geek Gather
  • 6:30pm
  • Tuesday 2010.03.09
  • Chatterbox Cafe, Saint Paul, MN

Directions are here Google Maps if anyone needs them.