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Monday, August 31, 2009

Living with humans...conclusion

My neighbor is moving out, you know, the loud raucous one. It seems he got so far behind on the rent that my landlord told him to pay up or go. My landlord is the type of guy who is a sucker for a sob story; this is the second time this year I've seen him get stiffed for rent. I told him he was just... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 23, 2009

Dealing with techical issues...

I have not posted in a while, and I appologize. I made a commitment to do this but it is not a easy as I thought. I work full time, hands on with people all day and it's difficult to have energy left over to write. I think it would be different if I were already sitting at a computer for most of my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 10, 2009

Stories from my life...

Setting the table… My family always ate dinner with formal table setting. Salad plate and water glass above the dinner plate, salad fork, dinner fork, and dinner knife on the left. The soup spoon and teaspoon on the right was optional unless we were having soup, otherwise, desert spoon on the right.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 9, 2009

Stories from my life, continued...

My mother never used automatic dishwashers; her philosophy was; “I don’t need a dishwasher, I have kids!” She liked Ivory soap and so did I. I would squirt it into the stream of water making thick white peaks of soft soapy of suds. Suspended in time, I created universes in the sink, shaping and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 31, 2009

Stories from my life Part V

I was tooling around on Google Earth yesterday, looking up my old haunts. I found Trier, Germany: I didn't realize how close it was to France, and I found 'The Hill', an old German Army post we lived on outside of the city of Ehrang. The original five apartment buildings are still there, plus a lot... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, July 25, 2009

Fetishes...

To be a poet is a condition rather than a profession. -Robert Graves I shall paraphrase. To be a writer is a condition rather than a profession. Fetishes… Once I was attached to ‘BIC’ Sticks. Clear plastic tubes filled with dark blue paint that I would use to draw angled script across pristine lines... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 23, 2009

Stories from my life IV

By the time I entered the 9th grade my family was living in West Germany, in a town called Ehrang, outside of the city of Trier, on the Mosel river. We lived on 'the hill' a collection of apartments and buildings which my father told me used to belong to the German Army. it was like a mini-base,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Stories from my life Part III

"Johnny axed his mother..." "No, the word is 'asked'." "Axed" "Asked" "Ass-cu-d" " Try it again." This went on for about ten minutes then, I think, she finally gave up. Here I was, stuck after school with my teacher for tutoring. The thing was, I didn't need tutoring. I wasn't behind the rest of the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 20, 2009

Stories from my life Part II

It was the first day of first grade. My teacher gave us all a picture of a crayon box and asked us to color it to look the same as the crayon boxes we had brought with us. We all had Crayola Crayon boxes, green and orange, because that is what was on the supply list. To me, this was not only boring... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 13, 2009

Stories from my life, Part I

I grew up in the military, my childhood was spent on Roswell Air Force Base in New Mexico, and, to answer the question, the only aliens I saw had green cards; well, some of them did. I lived in a cul de sac, my house was at the top of the circle, to my right lived a white southern family, to the... Sign in to see full entry.

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I use the term 'bitch' because, as an empowered person I speak my mind, respect my boundaries as well as those of others, and as such, have been called 'a bitch'. So I embrace the concept...

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