November 2007
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Solitude, The Bad Smell, & Trying to Feel Thankful
Solitude, from the odd neighbor [click for larger image] It’s Thanksgiving. I’m alone. It would be a day like any other, except it’s this day; this day to celebrate attachments, family, friends, community. Any other day, I am grateful for solitude; this wide emptiness I need for writing. Not all writers need this; some seem… Continue reading
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Charlie Rose: A sadly superficial show on Human Sexuality
http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=6984115637129460871:125000:3206000&hl=en Last night, I watched a Charlie Rose program on Human Sexuality. It was, mostly, boring. This was not, in fact, a program on Human Sexuality; it was a program on adult heterosexual intercourse and human male erectile dysfunction. I’m seldom bored by Charlie Rose, even when I expect to be. This time, I didn’t… Continue reading
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Niki
Today I get to write, because Niki is going to the grocery store for me. Niki has been, steady and patient, in my life for twenty-eight years. She has outlasted my absences and withdrawals, my long silences and strenuous sulks. We’ve played together, at auctions and art shows; at second-hand stores and carnivals. We have… Continue reading
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