KZ Writes Good
The internet is a huge bathroom wall, and any halfwit with a keyboard and a connection has an opportunity to scrawl on it. Take me, for instance. My name is KZ. For a good time, come find me at Prosaic Shades of Gray.
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Inside Thoughts
December 7, 2010 // 22 Comments -
"Abbott & Costello" Ain't Got Nothing on "Dawn & KZ"
October 8, 2010 // 20 Comments -
Songs for Sale
March 8, 2003 // 17 Comments -
Winning Without Trying
November 3, 2010 // 16 Comments -
Casanova KZ
December 3, 2008 // 13 Comments
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At the Risk of Drawing Attention to Myself...
May 7, 2012 // 2 Comments -
The Answer (Conversation with God Continued)
April 20, 2012 // 2 Comments -
Weapons of Jazz Destruction
March 20, 2012 // 6 Comments -
Good Night, Gentle Dreamers
March 14, 2012 // 3 Comments -
The Conundrum of Human Empathy
March 12, 2012 // 3 Comments
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May 12, 2012
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Everything everybody does can be considered mundan ...
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My avatar sure is creepy looking.
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It seems ironic that you think this piece has neve ...
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Since you insist. Killjoy. Grump. God, it f ...
May 7, 2012
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Stay Cool
On the train ride home today, I heard a guy behind me say, in a slightly agitated voice, “I can’t believe how hot it is in here.” Upon these words, I immediately tensed up and expected the worst. When people make unsolicited announcements like that, you can’t help but wonder what their deal is. In general, Americans don’t handle stress very well. And when placed under extreme amounts of pressure, we’ve been known to do some pretty outrageous things.
The guy’s statement might have been nothing more than an off-hand comment. But I think it’s more than likely that he was announcing to the rest of the patrons riding the train: “If it were five degrees warmer in here, and I had a machete, I’d be getting stabbity up in here.” Alternately, you could interpret his complaint to mean, “I’m a few degrees away from freaking out and going on a manic shooting spree in an effort to relieve this train cabin of body heat.” Morbid sense of humor, I know. But don’t blame me. Blame those anger management flunkies that ruin everybody else’s good time.
Some might call me paranoid, but I’d like to think of myself as overly vigilant. That distinction sets me apart from all of the crazies, you see?
Or that distinction could place you in a category of crazy all your own. Heehee.
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LOL, Ive noticed the only person who uses that smiley face is Tara! XD No anonymous for you! Bwahahaha… Detective Diana. Nothing gets by me!