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Weather with you
Fantastic wind moving me forward. I've decided today is a great day. I guess the weather helps.
Coffee and peace cloaked by the beautiful outside. It gets inside even the tiniest bones.
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Hard against the wind
Sometimes I am a giant.
It is another gorgeous day. I love the fall. It feels beautiful.
Work, work, work.
Health food customers are crazy, and in so many different ways. They are the most interesting part of my day. Like the old German who escaped the Nazis and fought against them in the Army Air Corps. He's ornery and shriveled and I want to be ( Read more... ) -
Never knew how to act
I am full of dust.
Why do I waste this heat?
Commit yourself to a mighty purpose. -
Absolutely Marvelous
Autumn's here and the weather's finally getting gorgeous. 78 degrees today. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Looking for a ride to Pismo Saturday night. The water is cold but the sun is hot.
I looked up "moustache" in the dictionary because I always include the "o" but wondered which was the more common variant, the "o" type or the "o"-less variety ( Read more... ) -
What happens to a chicken when you take away its head?
"It is not necessary to change. Survival is not mandatory." - W. Edwards Deming
"I need to see which one of these people have the skills to be a chicken head." - Michael Scott
I've decided to revive the practice of sin-eating. Maligned by the church and fallen out of practice for a hundred years or more, I think the time is ripe for revival. People ( Read more... ) -
Pabst Blue Ribbon
I like this. (new, working link here)
And Blue Velvet.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Knowing neither victory nor defeat
We are in the ninth month and I think I've lost sight of my goals. I was supposed to be bold and adventurous. The summer never really came and I was counting on its heat. Now it is September and I'm cold still, more removed than ever. But that's just an excuse, isn't it? One who lives his life by the weather is a fool for sure.
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Brain things
I remember a car with a hole worn through the body in the back behind the driver's seat, just where one's feet would rest. It wasn't covered by anything and the asphalt sped beneath like a close and angry monster just waiting for me to fall. I remember that and I remember the rust on the edges of the hole, irregular and corroded. Merely looking at ( Read more... )
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