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A mind is a terrible thing. I needed to get that out of the way. Dunhill deluxe navy rolls and Fuente château maduros are fine smoking. That too needed to be cleared from my cache. This is an e...

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Many a snack dog has been denigrated under the pen name Haredawg and its variations. I’m not going to recant, but I’m granting amnesty to one snack dog. To be fair he doesn’t know he is a snack d...

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It’s a Wednesday morning on the downhill slope of September, near the end of 2013, a season and year marking the declension of all those alive enough to read this. It’s why we mark time. It’s why...

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I heard someone say it was going to be a hard winter the other day. I’m not sure what that means. I assume they mean cold. I know it’s just semantics, but that’s not what I would consider hard. T...

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For the last week when I’ve gone out in the late afternoon I’ve heard the extended loud whine of a cicada. It’s September they should be considering whatever it is they do for the fall and winter...

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Below is some scrap of something that I’m sure bears no relationship to whatever I’m writing now. It’s a desktop orphan, the digital version of something scrawled on a bar napkin or the back of a...

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So I went to pick up some smokes at around nine AM to avoid the fine fresh fuckery that is game in the towns so blessed or cursed with a Big Ten School (though I think it’s at least twelve now). ...

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Today’s brief flurry of activity went pretty much how I expected. My dad’s doctor seems to think he’s deaf and talked to him, this time, the way people talk to the very young or the very old or p...

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I’ve been here one full calendar year as of almost this very minute. I don’t have much to show for it. It’s not like I was supposed to, there wasn’t a brass ring I missed, or a blue ribbon or any...

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The fine, furry and elegant folks at K-mart think I’m a girl. Or so I thought they thought. I had a job for about a week walking around K-mart and pretending I was raffling off a home full of fre...

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Ok, so there is an off chance that I will go blind one day and, after the fact, need to meet some wayfaring diarist and --- no, this isn’t a set up for a masturbation joke, I’ll go blind in a nor...

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My England mug is full of tea. It’s not a British mug; it’s a Starbucks mug that says England on it. I think the reason it didn’t go for fifty bucks on eBay is that the nutjobs that A) think eB...

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I have tales to tell. I’m the wrong guy to chronicle my dull day to day, my slow crawl to the grave, and yet I’m the only one with any remote interest (and even mine is pretty damn remote). I hav...

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There’s this story I’ve told maybe a dozen times, I mean I’ve written it out a dozen times, oddly enough it doesn’t change all that much. The story is about this apple cheeked sales manager, fres...

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My only Russian pipe

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Wish you’da known her we was quite a pair We’s sharp as a razor, soft as a prayer --- Tom Waits I’ve lost my St. Christopher now that I’ve kissed her And my Stacy’s are soaking wet --- Tom Wai...

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Hey kids, there’s a reason sage old folks say shit like “The more I discover the less I know”. Sounds damn near mystical and wise don’t it and/or donut? Ok, I can’t speak for old folks, although...

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There was this character on OD, maybe still is I’ve been a little preoccupied with my own misery the last few years, that was very well drawn and, if a gun was to my head, I’d say the most talked...

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I live in the attic of a house with basically four levels. Basements in most of the mid-west aren’t just musty storage areas with a washing machine and furnace. Though Texas and Oklahoma and trai...

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So I’m having morning coffee with my mom, which, if you were to ask me, is the one solid and measurable thing I’m actually doing here, no matter how weird the day before was there is always the m...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9YmFnx94xA http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M_tWvSvTd9s

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So I’ve been playing this game for a while on a website y’all probably should not go to, fubar, as it’s not for gentle or literate folk. On the rare occasion I’m social there I know where the rag...

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Here’s the thing about being a grown ass man in August of his fifty third year; I don’t need an excuse to have a beer for breakfast. I have a few, but I don’t need them. Honestly I was just looki...

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Shit OD, sorry. Ok, I’m not real sorry. I did try cross posting stuff; you were a bit temperamental about it. I am not sympathetic to the bi-annual exodus, the staying away in droves from OD. W...

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I guess there’s a reason I don’t do this sort of thing. It’s a bit like cheating. Maybe a picture says a thousand words, it does mean that’s a thousand words you are not writing. A vide...

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