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Month: September 2002

Fifteen Minutes of Fame

Posted on September 24, 2002 in Peace

Did you know that President-Elected-By-The-People Al Gore spoke out against Mr. Bush’s war in San Francisco yesterday?

Santa Monica -1

Posted on September 24, 2002 in Photos Travels - So Cal

Oafs

Posted on September 23, 2002 in Blog Meets Whimsies

Has anyone else noticed that Keith, Jason, and myself seem to have this little rivalry going on over who was the biggest oaf at the gathering?

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Blog Meet Santa Monica – 2

Posted on September 23, 2002 in Blog Meets Photos

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Poetry or Psychosis?

Posted on September 22, 2002 in Whimsies


open to suck
the
American military machine

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Blog Meet Santa Monica – 1

Posted on September 22, 2002 in Blog Meets Photos Reflections

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If You Saw These People Coming Down the Street, Would You Run?

Posted on September 21, 2002 in Blog Meets

My head’s feeling like I’ve let the whole sky in, clouds and all.

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The Secret

Posted on September 21, 2002 in Avoidance OCD

“You don’t seem nervous and shy to me at all,” Alan averred when I told him that people made me anxious. I picked at my finger under the table, sluicing the hypertension away. “I put up a good front,” I said.

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Refugee

Posted on September 20, 2002 in Cats

This is a spoiled cat. Her frame is no larger than that of Tracy, but I think I can make out the letters “Goodyear” hidden among the stripes on her convexly distended sides.

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American Religion

Posted on September 20, 2002 in Citizenship IRC/Chat Liberty

The people who practice this aren’t being Jews or Christians or whatever first. They’re practicing the American faith which, conveniently, has as one of its tenets a mocking adherence to individuality ~as long as you don’t face off against the American military machine and its ways of violence~

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Season of the Dragon

Posted on September 20, 2002 in Disasters Life as Metaphor Neighborhood Prose Arcana Weather

A few weeks from now, the first drops of rain will pierce the hard-baked crust left over from summer and bathe the woody roots of the pallid scrub that clump along the sandstone spines and domes of Whiting Canyon like fresh hair implants on a stark scalp.

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Gratuitous Blog Chalking Post

Posted on September 20, 2002 in Misc

This is my blogchalk:

United States, California, Trabuco Canyon, Portola Hills, English, Joel, Male, 41-45, Writing, Photography.

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