Update.
It's been quite sometime since I've made one of these ( Read more... )

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Today I asked coldly why I would want to be patriotic in public. Then I came home and someone had town down and defaced the flag I put up in honor of folks like me and perhaps like you who died on September 11th. I originally thought the wind must have blown it down, but noticed shards of fabric on the grass and picked up my poor flag to find knife ( Read more... )

There is a humming in my soul as continuous as the drops of sweat off a summer-drenched brow. A feeling of finality, drops separating one by one away from my skin, once coursing my body and now fading to grains of salt somewhere beyond my senses. A feeling of something that has passed on that cannot be reclaimed. Of something never to be made right ( Read more... )

Well, I'm back ( Read more... )

Today was the viewing for Christina's father, and it was truly heartbreaking. Thank you to Charlotte for coming to support Christina, it meant so much more than you can imagine. My dad and mom came and my mom brought me brownies. A fucking thing, emotions ( Read more... )

The chaotic turns of fate, nature, and human choice have a twisted way of penning a beautiful sentence punctuated at the end by a bold dot of blood ( Read more... )

Christina's father Vito passed away this morning. He was 59.


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Ladies and gentlemen...

You've been waiting for it, and who am I to deny you? After much consideration: The tradition, the legend, the Greg Derrick Christmas Card for 2008. Enjoy, or Stuffy the Qwanza pimp will burn a cross in your lawn.


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My grandfather finally passed away last night after years of suffering at the hands of various illnesses and the Canadian socialist hospital system ( Read more... )