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Why I hate 80s music, Pt. 2
[In Part 1 I didn’t mention any specific songs from the 1980s, so let me first say that the song which probably brings that time surging back more than any other is Steve Winwood’s “While You See a Chance.” I hear it and immediately flash back to driving around midwestern cornfields under a huge moon…
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Don’t open that bin!
Things … happen when you open the storage bin containing most of your calculator collection. I mean … everyone … has a calculator collection … right? *Cough*. I wrote “most of” because obviously, a few of the calculators currently have batteries in them and are in residence either 1) on the bed, intermingled with the…
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So
I’m not going to comment on the recent political storms … it’s not that I don’t have opinions, it’s just that I suspect you don’t give a fuck what my opinions are. Instead of reacting in any constructive way to recent news, I started listening to Caroliner. Because the only possible response to this country…
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My book collection did this to me
The title alludes to the purported last words of San Francisco poet Jack Spicer (replace “book collection” with “vocabulary” to retrieve the last words). Mallarme (another one of them poets) famously said “everything in the world exists to end up as a book,” and he perhaps even more famously tried to write that very book,…
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That vaguely smart guy over there
I draw a metaphorical ring around myself and what’s inside is … the phrase in the title. Perhaps. I seem to be having something of an identity crisis: as a committed “JOAT” (Jack Of All Trades) I realize that I’ve never gone far enough in to anything to finally feel comfortable being considered, well, that…

