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Sunday, August 12, 2007
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will it work?
Sorry for the unexpected delays and the short coded messages
You see, I was just recently kidnapped by a vigilante hidden camera show who occupied me with their twisted scenerio for several days
The symptoms of their severity were quite clear. They had come to correct some of their past trangressions by sacrificing my ideas to their fossil-fuel fires.
Hopeful children sit quietly, trying to go unnoticed while a generation gets stripped, searched, and stranded with nothing but a mixing bowl culture to think about.
Stretch
Stretch again
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
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perfidy
a Preist,
a Businessman,
a Soldier,
and a Politician
walk into a bar
this is no normal bar, mind you
the Priest is required his cross, the Businessman his promise, the Soldier his gun, and the Politician a sexy soundbite to gain entrance to this exclusive club...
the Priest kisses his cross, and is admitted to the inner circle...
the Businessman mortgages his morality and breezes easily by...
the Soldier creates collateral damage and is given a ticker tape parade as he walks in...
the Politician proudly announces that, "Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron."
The Politician is rejected for his ridiculousness
Seeing the sumptuous salon just beyond his grasp, he clears his throat, straightens his ties, and tries again. "Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable."
The Politician is denied access and slapped silly for the absurdity
Smelling the sweets and wanting to see inside, he suggests, "War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children."
The man is made a laughingstock for all of those behind him in line...
Craving the blinking lights, tasty brews, and free bread, he tilts his head, smirks and finally says, "Bring them on."
the Owner, the Manager, and the Bouncers smile
the Politician eagerly enters only to find the Priest, the Businessman, and the Soldier engaged in an awkward embrace...
(special thanks to DDE, JFK, JECjr, and GWB)
11:11 PM
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Thursday, July 19, 2007
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vignette from a rest stop
The Man stands in a rest stop's convenience store. No one is around to help him. He spots a table bell at the counter. After another moment, he softly rings the bell.
A Worker arrives very quickly.
WORKER May i help you sir?
MAN Yes, how much is this water?
WORKER That'll be five dollars.
MAN No, just the water
WORKER Yes sir, five dollars.
MAN I'm not paying five dollars for a bottle of water
WORKER Okay.
Pause
MAN How much is that gum?
WORKER Ten dollars
MAN Ten dollars!?
WORKER Yes sir, in packs of three.
MAN three packs for ten dollars?
WORKER no, three packs will cost thirty dollars.
MAN I don't want three packs.
WORKER A single pack costs 13.95
MAN Never mind. I don't want anything.
WORKER Four dollars, sir.
MAN I'm sorry?
WORKER No need to apologize, it's just a service charge.
MAN For what?
WORKER Well, you did ring the bell…
MAN So?
WORKER expedited services without a follow thru transaction. Sir,our policy is clearly stated on our website.
MAN I'm not paying a service charge. It's... Unconstitutional.
WORKER Are you familiar with the seventh amendment?
MAN No.
WORKER your bill is now five dollars.
MAN Why
WORKER Conflict charge. Sir, this isn't getting any cheaper.
MAN I'm leaving
WORKER We have your tag number. We'll send a bill to your home.
MAN Go ahead.
WORKER We'll blacklist you.
Man leaves.
WORKER You'll never pee on this interstate again!
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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lost parables
and so goodbye again! our remember-whens will sit like an oasis in my mind
come next time I will be your muse and soothe that furrowed brow anyhow I can leap tall buildings because of you
I'll thank you for today and then I'll see you when I see you again my lifelong friend…
you feed my phoenix
I feel you like family
3:35 AM
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Monday, July 16, 2007
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What’s bothering me?
Carol is stopped at a green light again. She's lost in a familiar thought cycle, one that constantly buzzes in the back of her mind. 'It's not money, we're fine….it's not Greg, he's great…it's not –' An irritated parp from the compact behind her is all that's needed to get her back into the rhythm. In one motion, Carol flips the left blinker and turns up the volume on the radio. Having just dropped Bradley off at class, she usually lets herself unwind a bit before getting to her job. It's that new band everyone is talking about. Is everyone talking about them or did she just hear someone say that everyone was talking about them? Well, either way it's got kind of a tasty, big mac quality to it. The merge onto the expressway wasn't smooth this morning. Carol swears that woman who almost ran her into the shoulder was her best friend in high school. Elizabeth? Evelyn? Whatever. If it was her, she'd put on some weight. Life would be better if we had wide-open roads to zoom around on. Nothing but you and the horizon. Like in the car commercials. The commercial for her and Greg's truck was fantastic. A cacophony of horns erupts behind Carol. She's still sitting at the light as it turns red. Why is her blinker on? She needs to go straight. To her right, that man still paces impatiently, checking the time on his phone every ten seconds or so. He has the same truck as she and greg. It sits next to her in the right turn lane with it's hood open, steaming and spitting. She hopes her and Greg's truck doesn't end up doing that. You certainly don't see that sort of thing in the commercials. In the commercial for her and Greg's truck there are helicopters, and off-road adventures. "we have this nice new truck… Bradley is doing well in his classes and sports programs…so…..
what's bothering me?"
8:58 AM
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Saturday, July 14, 2007
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luvlingers…
writing to you from both sides of my brain today these train tracks are pointed in the wrong direction or maybe it's my intentions am I a reflection of your hopes or your fears? two years, hear again and some new things to remember a happily healing wheneverafter your laughter massages like your busy fingers stick around, stay a while, linger luv, linger...
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Friday, July 13, 2007
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new words for 'Sorry for the Coldfusion...'
don't know where it fits yet
from "Sorry for the Coldfusion...(tales from Half Earth)
Barry and Sarah are mid-scene, the OtherCouple slowly moves through their gesture series opposite stage. Barry is complaining about the Firebeasts topside who seem to be multiplying exponentially.
Sarah: I thought you were a firefighter before things got fragmented, what's the fuss?
Barry: No, I was a pilot, which makes me the best candidate to fly the Ark, in my opinion.
Sarah: the ark?
Barry: That's what we are calling our Rocket Ship to Salvation.
Sarah: aw, geez... Why are you a candidate? Will there be an election?
Barry: Well, there will be nominations. From there the leaders will choose. They know what's best.
Sarah: hmmmmm...
Barry: Who were you before everything unravelled?
Sarah: I honestly cannot remember.
Barry: lucky you
Sarah: I'm not so sure - i think i was madly in love
Barry: Now there's a word that could use a good redefining.
Sarah: Maybe I was a Mother of nine, a doting new Grandmother...
Barry: You don't seem old enough to have had nine kids, let alone Grandchildren.
Sarah: Perhaps I was a fire dancer entertaining and amazing people around the world.
Barry: Good thing you were on this side the day the show stopped.
Sarah: Yeah, I would have never gotten stuck in this hole with you, drifting slowly from the sun...
Barry: C'mon, it's not all bad.
Sarah: I think that's the first positive thing I've heard you say...
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Monday, July 02, 2007
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...He briefly assumed the Powers and Duties of the Presidency as Acting President...
In the last five hundred daze of the last 'Democratically Elected Administration,' the Leader of the Most Powerful Nation on Earth quietly stepped down, paving the way for a Man-Made Armageddon that made Revelations look like a Less Horrible Option...
It was a Tuesday in September when the casually dressed President declared from his Southern Ranch that he really didn't want to go to work anymore. He had six reasons for staying put, six excuses for his horrible performance as the Country's Chief Executive, and six pardons to dole out before he officially quit and told everyone to go away and leave him alone...
There was a universal 'oh shit' shared across the planet:
first by the acedemics who immediately realized the consequences of the president's resignation, and the threat it was to their posh livelihoods
then by the business people who realized that the game was on and that they gotta choke up and hit this opportunity out of the ballpark
then by the workers who immediately scattered their unions and changed their names
eventually, within the hour, the whole world was muttering and crying, wishing they had never helped as much as they did to humanity's decline
and now they had no choice. there was a New Leader who had the laws, who had the guns, who had the plans
all basic rights were suspended at the inaugural address
the bombs started dropping on or 'Enemies' immediately
everyone was asked to neatly dispose of their reamaing assets in the supplied containers
as the New Leader sat and grinned...
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Friday, June 29, 2007
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against the grain
top ten reasons i'm not buying an iphone
10. i need buttons
9. rather not have my life in apple's pocket
8. radiation, radiation, radiation...
7. i surely would lose it just as soon as i began relying on it
6. i don't think my needs match what it offers
5. my social life would suffer further
4. i like porn on big screens
3. i'm holding out for the Mandarax
2. i've decided to hang behind on the technology train, content with my abekas, pinball games, the discs of tron and several generations-old computers
1. i fear it would make me stupider
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
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historical interlude part two, in bullet form
Leon Plunkett, August and Molly's middle child was a healer like his mother, but cursed to take on the afflictions of his patients for short periods of time
socially he tended to be a wallflower, sitting alone and suffering silently
his younger sister photographed him when ever they met, keeping a book of his rapid aging and tender smiles
Leon was named after Leo Von Plunkett, August's father and the Great Peace Maker of the Last Silly War
Leon never married and drifted further from his clan as he attracted more and more severe patients
some said he was a gift from god but he never really understood what they meant
molly never allowed mythology in their home when he was growing up
his last patient claims to have been dead on the table and Leon resurrected him by dying in his stead
though never wed, leon did leave a child orphaned, one borne out of a short but passionate relationship with a patient who thought she was far too old to ever get pregnant.
they named the baby GoodLuck and he was sent to live with his grandparents at the tender age of two.
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