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Because I don't have real life lurkers on prosebox
This one goes out to the one I love; this one goes out to the one I left behind --- REM Last day or two I’ve been feeling pretty beat down. No particular reason, or no reason that hasn’t been do...
Trad.
I am a poor wayfarin’ stranger, a travelin’ through this world of woe There ain’t no sickness, toil or danger in that proud land I’m bound to go --- Traditional (no matter what website might tell...
Something for you
I meant to write something for you; a love letter or a story of small dead things, the image of a small girl smiling her dark curls stuffed into a cloth cap or dried leaves between the pages of a...
What're ya gonna do?
Two waitresses’ s diverged in a wood, Lulu and Mavis I being of a different bent took the waitress less travelled … Oh though I were lost and asked the lord to save us I’ve miles to go before ...
Stuff about Things or things about stuff
Was in a hilltop village They gambled for my clothes I bargained for salvation and they gimme a lethal dose I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn “Come in,” she said “I’ll give you ...
Crosspost Kvetching
There’s an advantage to prosebox I was not expecting, ok, so I didn’t really have much expectations at all, it was more of superstition number; I was asked three times, twice anonymously and once...
First comes the Haredawg related business, well, journal business, which you shouldn’t care about and yet you do for some reason. This is not a criticism, it’s the foundation of journaling in a p...
La de da de da
I had to go running out today, no not literally running, I mean I had to sit in the jeep and bitch about traffic, though, at its worst, EL and the Moo U campus are like driving in the parking lot...
Shy a quart or two
Forgot if I said anything or not. Amazon would like to sodomize me again. I understand, I do, my butt is appealing, and amazon does judge the cut of a man’s jib by the booty. This isn’t idle goss...
Crosspost #2
It’s another day in Paradise. Well, no, you shut up; it is so paradise; if you’re a mosquito. The locals insist that there’s a lot to recommend this place. They almost have to. I was a local once...
A cross post
My daughter and her boyfriend brought Chinese dumplings over last night for dinner. They were both sunburnt from attending a wedding on the beach. My daughter was a bit hungover still. She is try...
Alpha Omega
I feel like I’m bringing more progeny into this world to die in my stead; the blog version of a witch drinking baby’s blood to stay young forever. Melodramatic? Perhaps. It’s how I roll. I try no...
Book Description
Thought I’d change the title. Some of my best friends are white girls. 95 percent of my friends are in cars going fast.
But perhaps For White Girls In Cars Going Fast was offensive. White girls can call each white girls, but I think we’re supposed to refer to them as pigment challenged Americans, which must confuse the hell out of the Brits, Aussies, and other such nationals on this site, e,g, “My pigmentation is fine and I’m a Not American American.”
