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We worked together for one year in Japan at the same school. He lived in Hiyoshi, same as the tiny groupuscule from the Fellowship of Friends that I ran into during that year. He taught English, went to Temple University, and lived with a Japanese wife with whom he seemed to have a pretty [...]
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Ball Bearings and Appearances
Ms. Vlado is behind me. So are the Lams. I think.
I’ve been hearing for, like months now, how you can get shrooms in Japan. They’re legal, see. To purchase. As “botanical specimens.” They’re not legal to eat, just to buy. They’re for the looking only.
It’s sort of like how [...]
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I’m in high school and I’m in speech class. I’m supposed to give my five minute speech on a historical figure today, only, uncharacteristically for me, I have arrived utterly unprepared. My procrastination binge the night before ended in a procrastination overdose straight into a deep, albeit short, night’s sleep.
So I’m up this morning, [...]
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Drinking a ginger ale at an old-man bar with my friend Z, he says:
“I’m walking through the neighborhood the other night, and there are a bunch of cops hanging out across the street from a nightclub. And I overhear one of the shorter cops standing in the middle of the group say, ‘You know, [...]
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While I still work through some house re-ordering out in the physical world, I won’t be posting too much. It may be another week or so.
However, in the meantime, I recently recieved this graphic which sums up in one power-house image of concentrated meaning, quite a bit about the Spectacular election ritual we are [...]
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OLD THYME-Y CRYPTICISM #6
Break the word [...]
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The first time we went to kindergarten, a year young, was a presidential election year. It wasn’t just an election year for the grown-ups, no. See, they just can’t help but find it adorable to provide little children with a tiny-person version of their own, hollow, big-person rituals. So it was that [...]
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I was a late adopter to the graveyard called Friendster. I came late, and suspiciously, and nearly never visit it, unless I get a notice about a new post by a few folks I enjoy who blog over there. Now, Facebook…I’ve sort of been a sucker for it, it’s flash and everything else. [...]
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DIS CLAY MER
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Brush [...]
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