Monthly Archives: December 2003

“From The Jeep To The Street, These Are The Hits With More Bounce To The Ouce!”

From the douchebags that brought you Kidz Bop, Now That’s What I Call Music, Monster Booty, Monsta Jamz, Monsta Flava, Goin’ South, and Ultimate Yanni… …comes Thug Nation. Even though this company must offer at least a few decent compilations … Continue reading

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“It’s never to late to start planning for the future.”

Yesterday, on the drive to Follansbee, we passed a graveyard. It was just a large rectangular tract of land in the middle of a valley, with nothing else around except for a river that runs through the valley. I started … Continue reading

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Age 64; A Scene From “The Life of Andrew: The Original Motion Picture”

[scene] One time during his later years, an aged and weary Andrew sat down at a cafĂ© on a warm California Christmas Eve. “Is there something I can get you today, sir?” asked the waitress. Her name was Reagan. She … Continue reading

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Selected “Fragments” by Michael Maynard Slingerland

I decided to peruse my bookshelf last night while unable to sleep, and I found an old book of poetry that I had purchased long ago from a Kanawha County Libraries book sale. I decided to read through it, and … Continue reading

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Exploding Hearts and Aching Bones

Do you ever lie in bed, unable to sleep, mind racing over thoughts of nothing, heart feeling as though it will explode, all your bones aching, trying to bury your head and wet burning eyes into your arm or pillow? … Continue reading

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Not that it really even changes anything, but sometimes a “well, you never know” becomes a “well, what do you know”. I guess it makes me feel ever-so-slightly better, and maybe it will help me get some sleep.

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We don’t bother anyone. We keep to ourselves. The mailman visits each of us in turn.

Well, I found a place to live next year. I think it will be pretty good. It is a single that is basically the whole ground floor and basement of a small house. One bedroom, a small living room, a … Continue reading

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Adventures In Wisdom Teeth Extraction: Part Seven

I think I will be OK. My gums are far less sensitive these past few days. I know that there is a chunk of jaw or something loose on my upper left jaw, but I am going to just ignore … Continue reading

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I think that maybe all this studying and preparing for advertising finals is really getting to me.

“I am a walking product placement. It’s my job to get you to buy things. See… these markers–$20–buy them.” (The markers were actually $18.80.) In the third of my three dreams last night (one good, one absolutely awful, and one … Continue reading

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while letting the tides of the internet take me where they may, i stumbled upon a list of things that someone aspired to do before they die. this person is a few years younger than i, and as i looked … Continue reading

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