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Sunday, December 04, 2011

�Fiction, myth, religion, faith, voluntary reality, ritual, and play.� The stakes today are rather high.� then there's "Bob".� Why do I assert that "Bob" is the prime wholesale source of relatively uncut Slack there be?� "Bob" said so, and "Bob"'s word is good enough for me, . . . ()

Posted at 11:03 pm by Jeremiadist
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Saturday, November 06, 2010

One night, I dreamed (in the context of a longer dream) of cats, with rats growing out of them like tumors, toward their hindquarters. The rats in turn had circular reddish membranes on their sides - one on each side of the ribcage, more or less. These were glassy, damp, and pulsing. One assoc . . . ()

Posted at 9:43 am by Jeremiadist
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Friday, October 10, 2008

I remember, shortly after 9/11, the TV was on. And wasn't it always on? No airplanes, but plenty of TV. Apparently, that is what we do. I don't say that it's bad or good; I say that it is what we do, now that we are the people that we have become. An off-screen announcer said, behind plain . . . ()

Posted at 10:29 pm by Jeremiadist
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Saturday, October 04, 2008

 At one point, I ordered pizza, as we do in this great land of ours amen.  I noticed that if you ordered two eleven inch pizzas, the second was significantly discounted, so I ordered two identical eleven inchers.  The kid on the phone opined that a single seventeen inch pizza would . . . ()

Posted at 2:26 am by Jeremiadist
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Thursday, September 25, 2008

I am vaguely comforted by the thought that we were all fucked into existence.(Well, most of us anyway.)Was it as good for you as it was for me?Tags: Everything ; Nothing ; Memoirs ; Whatever . . . ()

Posted at 11:34 pm by Jeremiadist
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Wednesday, September 03, 2008

UPDATE: Here's another relevant link.Giants walked the Earth in those days; what can I say? He lived in San Diego's Ocean Beach - "OB" to the cognoscenti. He was a talented musician and artist, (even after he became blind) and he was from Outer Space. There were certain . . . ()

Posted at 8:09 pm by Jeremiadist
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Monday, August 18, 2008

I don't really know my neighbors. Who does?But I can see their future.There's a young couple, no kids, across the street, and I was looking across at their yard from my balcony when something about it struck me as odd - a little cartoonish. I at first thought my ragged neurons were to bl . . . ()

Posted at 8:08 pm by Jeremiadist
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Wednesday, August 06, 2008

I know exactly what I mean to be doing here, and I have no idea how to do it. I want to strip all the coating off my skewed view, my experiences, what I have seen of the world and made of it. This is all one can do with words, after all - or most of what's worth doing. I am no solipsist . . . ()

Posted at 9:28 pm by Jeremiadist
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Thursday, March 13, 2008

 I have apparently been living in Seattle for nearly a month, which is an odd thing to find myself saying.  I don't particularly feel  like I have been living here, even though I have a daily commute and other external signs of citizenship - it seems very much like I . . . ()

Posted at 11:11 pm by Jeremiadist
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