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The hour in review in Normal entries
I’ve been writing entries daily, it’s just that they get interrupted by life and shit, nasty business that life and shit, and then I misplace them or find they are no longer topical or I lost int...
Pulling wings off the butterfly effect in Normal entries
After reading and watching dozens of books and movies about the butterfly effect I finally googled it today. Why? Shit I don’t know. If I just said curiosity and could go ahead and speculate on d...
Negative seven the hard way in Normal entries
Fucking East Coast, they stole all my freezing my ass off thunder. Not one goddamn national news story about haredawgs ass. Fake news. It was negative thirteen below when I opened the door to the...
It's time that you love and it's time, time, time in Normal entries
So, I was cleaning out my pipes — wait, ya damn degenerates, that’s not a euphemism, I was running everclear through my tobacco pipes — and I wanted something to listen too, you know, pipe cleani...
The New Year in Normal entries
Some New year’s we creep up slowly on until we are sure we have them five by five in our sights and drop them for the meat. Some New Year’s we slide into head first trying to beat the ball to the...
The present, 12/22/2017 in Normal entries
I went out to pick up stuff for Christmas dinner. I didn’t like the looks of the parking lot at my favorite grocery store and the next closest is my least favorite grocery in North America (inclu...
From 12/22/2011 in Normal entries
The below probably isn’t very good, I don’t know, I don’t read these things I just write them. I got a box of similac in the mail yesterday, notice Sunny’s name on it. She’s been getting all sort...
Birds, bees and spanx in Normal entries
It’s been some time since I’ve remembered a dream or even remember having one. This morning some dream or other shook my foundation, peeled my core, tapped my pipe. I don’t remember it and even i...
Brass in Normal entries
It’s been decades since I was in what I call a blizzard. This morning I wandered out in single digit temps and brilliant sunshine to pick up some supplies, the regular stuff, Duct tape, a saw, to...
A flash from 10/13 in Normal entries
“She had to disappear before they disappeared her.” “Did she have to give me up?” “I don’t know that she did.” “Someone did. I’ve been rotting for five years upstate like a pink salmon belly up.”...
A warning in Normal entries
I’m not entirely sure that reading ones own diary from three years back is a very good idea. It’s like looking up your moms skirt at her funeral, sure, look to the rock whence thou wert hewn and ...
Freaklets, the papal entry in Normal entries
I got the invite to beta test the new/old OD. Most everything from the old diary is intact. It’s pretty fucking weird. I have a soft spot in my heart for prosebox. My cardiologist says I should g...
Ry cooder solo in Normal entries
So I feel safe on these empty pages on this empty stage. I wrote a song. I can write music, but I can’t sing and I don’t know shit about the instruments that’d play this song. Imagine Paul Simon,...
Channel in Normal entries
I was sitting in my lazy boy, stoned, in a nest of pillows, watching some show through the toes darkly on Netflix or amazon or my own eyelids. The show was over and I was seriously thinking about...
Because why? in Normal entries
I’ve been pretty fuzzy of late, you know, crunchy, opaque, bifurcated, shit like that there. Now that I’m smoking weed again, um, medicinally(?) I kind of have some old neural pathways reminding ...
11/12/2011 in Normal entries
You’re a bastard just like pharaoh, you kill de children just like pharaoh, now you send a ticket for me, but it don’t have no rsvp, oh lord it’s a war party, me no wanna go, heard about the last...
In your Face, Book in Normal entries
Whose day was it to watch me? Slacker. There was this kid born like nine days after my son. The seahag and I were friends with the parents, so the two boys grew up together, for a while at any ra...
Doppleganger in Normal entries
A very long time ago, somewhere in the seventies, I went to this Blue Oyster Cult concert with an asshole buddy of mine. I try not speaking ill of the dead, so, asshole is mild. I was happily tri...
The last October Flash written on OD, 10-31-11 in Flash Friday
“The wolf boy he come down off the mountain, bound himself in iron —“ “Why grandpa?’ “Cause blood can’t magic through iron, no he come —“ “Why grandpa?” “Cold iron is done, gray, already been mag...
Passe in Normal entries
Still obsessed with cycling and marijuana. One of the unforeseen benefits is that I spend a lot less time on anti-social media. No offense, I love you guys (that’s all inclusive, a salient point ...
Where angels fear to tread in Normal entries
It’s been a wild couple of days? Weeks? Hours? How long has it been since I’ve been here? Am I talking heads song? Where is my big beautiful bitch of an ex-wife? I probably mentioned the bikes be...
The bicycle thieves in Normal entries
Huh. I guess I don’t feel obliged to prosebox, I can’t even tell you why. I had some real life events and some free time, didn’t occur to me write an entry here. I had two bikes stolen from my ga...
I’m an old school liberal. I didn’t get the memo that “we” no longer care about pacifism, that “we” would rather argue the empiricism of global warming than just stop polluting our home because i...
Reeking of Havoc in Normal entries
I received a sign from the world wide web gods; if I’m interpreting correctly OD must be coming back. I got into an argument with this guy on Facebook that was stupid enough to be OD-worthy. I kn...
Obsessive Joy in Normal entries
My two obsessions this year have been fitness and marijuana. Incongruous? Maybe. The fuck do I care, it could have been politics. I might have fucked up and had to move to 1600 Pennsylvania avenu...
