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The rash of political campaign ads on the TV get a little cumbersome. There's a place in my heart forever reserved for charmingly shoddy advertising. Local law firms have a judo grip on cornball ads that still use early 90's graphics and the most severe audio-visual rape spokesmen they can muster. One of the bankruptcy attorneys who frequently ( Read more... ) -
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With 9/11 coming up again and various people wielding it for various purposes, it seems prudent 9 years later to reflect on the world we live in now. Whether you're burning the Koran in Florida, waving "No 9/11 Victory Mosque!" signs in public, or simply watching the rich pageant of ignorance blossom into weird fruit on the tree of life, it seems ( Read more... ) -
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"To love. To love is not to look only at one another. It is to look together, in the same direction."
I believe Antoine de Saint-Exupery said that. It's a little different from a personal motto, but they're words that remain in my heart even now. -
To Grace should you ever read this...
You were awesome, simply awesome. Thanks for the conversations, and I hope I didn't get you in too much trouble.
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Yaaaarg
Damnit livejournal! Why'd you have to take my writing and turn it into a giant, jumbled mess!? -
I'm a delicacy for vampires...
My blood is apparently worth $500 per vial. That means I have about $5000-$6000 of liquid equity pumping through my veins.
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The pathetic intersection called language
I feel at this time that there is always something beyond what I want to feel. So then all that's left is that there is to be. I know at times we all know what there is to be. But what if someone wants more? More from you, more from me, more from everybody. Then all that's left is desire, all to be thrown to the wind. If the wind becomes too strong ( Read more... ) -
It will kill you, it will eat you, and throw you up forever.
Here we are at another year. Another day of all of this. Valentine's day, the mass market day, in which I am reminded of my perpetual situation ( Read more... )