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Notions and sundries mixed with the personal with maybe one or two of substance.

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Comment With Context #32

Your post and your readers’ comments are what’s magical here, Coleman. Technology is just a tool. And in fact most of us have grown up with all of them. The … Keep Reading

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Old Man Jail Break

Before the advent of blogging I was posting on DOS based bulletin boards, and then when the Web arrived I’d HTML up some ugly coded neither here nor there. There … Keep Reading

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Apropos Of Nothing

She claims she romanced her way into a bad marriage, a self seduction of an ontological orgy of nuptials most-post-postmodern. Sure, irony still gets me off, she mused, but a … Keep Reading

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Peevish Post Number 206

I’m not in the mood for politics or a baseball pennant race. Nor am I happy working a platform with two editors and having to parse which editor effects the … Keep Reading

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Sincerely Spurious

Fading to frail, any hammering away at the daily contention just serves as another nail. My bespoke battles behind me, now I front porch retreat to coffin cough some cigarette … Keep Reading

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Cascade

Some pollen transferring bumblebee bastard just stung me. More precisely… mark the time of the perforation about an hour ago. And now swelling has begun below my lip. So. That … Keep Reading

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Rant About The Can’t

Snz and I have been together for, next year, thirty years. We are seldom apart. So why then would I allow her, when she’s in New York visiting family, to … Keep Reading

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Concurrent Majority

It’s all going so John C. Calhoun. A retrograde swoon. And always a moon of the moment to hang a history. A high tide of whichever side sees it simply … Keep Reading

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A Curious Cruel, This April.

Whenever the sacred versus the secular, I bet the coming cluster fuck. If 9-11 was the jihadist blockbuster then Boston is the pilot for some long running episodic Tee Vee. … Keep Reading

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LESSONS FOR…

Episodically I drank where it’s rumored Mamet wrote.. a real bar….spared gentrification for a couple of years cause it occupied the bottom of 20 plus floors. You need real guts … Keep Reading

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No Decision

Back in the early eighties, before the planet became a cell phone store ghetto, I had to make a telephone call. It was about four thirty in the afternoon. I … Keep Reading

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A Repost Of A Repost I Think

Did you know Chef Boyardee was a real fellow? For real. And his real handle was Ettore (Hector) Boiardi. He had a restaurant in Cleveland; Il Giardino d’Italia. He swam … Keep Reading

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