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America
America, I’d like to talk to you ( Read more... ) -
Walking to Rwanda
Walking to Rwanda isn't as easy as it sounds the first time you say it out loud: "I'm going to walk to Rwanda." You know, you're sitting there watching 'The Price Is Right' and Drew Carey is getting mobbed, and bear with me on this, 'cause it's just the one woman, but she's so excited to be there and her name is called and she can't figure out ( Read more... ) -
the story continues apace...
The natives appeared to be alarmed by the strong wind coming off of my right testicle; I tried to assure them that everything would soon be set to rights, but I could not make myself heard over the whistling noise produced by the wind issuing through the loose weave of my linen trousers. -
Nipples.
I made it out of the jungle alive, but I had a raging fever and an odd growth lodged underneath my tongue. After a doctor examined me, he proclaimed that both stemmed from the same bacterial source, and prescribed a series of antibiotics. My tongue being swollen, however, the pills would have to be thoroughly crushed, dissolved in liquid, and fed ( Read more... ) -
Dreamlog 2014.10.10
aah aah ahh just got a flash reminder that isn't nearly enough that the dream I was having had some Herbie Hancock track going that wasn't 'RockIt' playing on the stereo and I was dancing like defying gravity or at least not paying any particular attention to it and there was a pretty girl who I had been kissing earlier who I saw out the window ( Read more... ) -
dreamlog 2014.10.05
remembered fragment from dream (2014.10.04?): self-identified as 'me', a boy (10? 13? 15?) scrambling up a riverbank just ahead of the guy in the water (about knee-deep) chasing me being blown to mist by a shotgun blast fired off by... another me? -
A Luscious Crucifixion
It was a luscious crucifixion, in fact one of the better productions Manuel had seen, with children running through the streets with noisepoppers and stickysweets clutched in their hands, their shrieks punctuating the overall low roar of the crowd at intervals, everybody smiling, sharing food and drink with unknown neighbors, and yet- he knew hours ( Read more... ) -
dreamlog 2014.05.11
much before this but not remembered ( Read more... )
