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“It was awful. Her skin was yellow and she had this wig on and the priest or minister or whatever kept talking about souls and wages of sin and everyone stood in line like the casket had hotdogs....

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She wore a large iron key around her neck; an ornate bow, a long skinny shoulder, and the cuts were deep and wide where they hung in her cleavage. People asked about it often. Men. Men caught sta...

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Oh there is so much shit I want to write about. Wait, no, I don’t want to write about shit, not that shit, I want to write something else. It’s a burden to know things. Once you know what a bison...

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Two days without a headache. Yay, probably not migraines, something simpler like a brain tumore or aliens in my brain. It’s ok, my head is a nice place to visit but I wouldn’t want to live there...

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I kind of liked the velvet underground, not as much as they liked themselves, but, you know … Lou Reed is always cool. This is my favorite song of theirs. There’s been a lot of songs about heroi...

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The last few days I’ve been thinking about being a kid. Some of it is even voluntary. I mean like zero to maybe twelve. The world was pretty magical; huge piles of snow, baseball from dew to dusk...

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I’ve cut a deal with the faux shrink, for now. This is a nervous entry. It’s why I’m thinking a shrink might help. That’s sounds stupid, but it’s simple, it’s a kernel from a much larger bag of p...

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Recently the issue of lying has surfaced. Not with me directly, I have an unusual relationship with the truth, but near enough me to hear the arguments. Um, I mean that in the philosophical sense...

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My Netflix queue is lean, or, rather, fat with shit I’ve seen. They sent me an emu about a new season of mad men (new to Netflix). I’d never seen it, in part because it was all the rage around th...

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Do you remember when Cell phones caused cancer? I sure do. I was selling cell phones, not as often as computers, but I wandered over when someone needed help. When a customer would tell me they c...

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Thursday already, but you knew that. You’re pretty smart; people don’t tell you that often enough. What you and I don’t know is whether they don’t recognize how smart you are or just don’t feel m...

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The past twenty four hours showed up late. They were shooting for my birthday. I mean they weren’t horrible twenty four hours, just that things went wrong. Simple things went wrong in an extravag...

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It’s the 29th of February, you’d think I’d have something interesting to say, if only just bitching about how we wound up with a calendar that loses a full day every four years. Sorry to disappoi...

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Balmy spring day with snow on the ground. I drove and it melted. Coincidence? Perhaps. One of the old discs had the above gem on it. You don’t have to like it. We can even still be friends, but ...

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I’m not sure anyone would believe this without a photo. I took a bunch, they all sort of looked the same, but photo bucket didn’t seem to like most of them. It’s a snow cross on my front lawn. ...

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Spiritual tourists, that’s sort of what we are. When I came back here to live I looked up the anarchist within the first week. We had a long walk and talk. He said something I didn’t quite unders...

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So I’m driving in the driving snow which goes from winter squall to squalor, and my winter driving instincts kick in and I turn up the volume. The deck is playing one of my terminal (perhaps inte...

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I’d forgotten about that song, the one up there. Up, numbnuts, up! I was listening to some mega-uber-mix disc in the rig — it’s odd but ever since I’ve had disc players with jukebox capability i...

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All the energy has been sucked from my marrow, heart, dreaming body. That’s a shitty sentence, it’s shotgun writing. You don’t need aim when your shell is a thousand thousand slimy things (cause ...

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Yeah, shit I don’t know. I almost had it, that greased weasel of a kernel of something almost resembling an idea. I almost typed good idea and thought through whether to highlight and delete or d...

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This time the song has nothing to do with me. I mean in the immediate sense, I didn’t mull it over, it wasn’t stuck in my head, no worms, aural or otherwise. Over coffee this morning the convers...

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So far so good. The house hasn’t driven into a tree, I haven’t gotten any visible wounds (today), the sun is shining and, as far as I know, no comet is speeding towards earth, or, for that matter...

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I interacted more at Open Diary than I do here. It wasn’t positive. I mean, sure, I cackled with my cronies, but I put burning bags on shit on the neighbors doorstep too. I don’t think about OD t...

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I’ve been about this song all week, or at least since Glen Frey died (short term memory is sort of overshadowed by teeth). This song has significance for me. Like a lot of songs it’s loosely rel...

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I was watching a bob Marley documentary. I know, what the fuck does Richard Thompson have to do with Bob Marley? I don’t know, but neither do you. I like Richard Thompson and bob Marley for diff...

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