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Year: 2008

Ghosts and Goblins and Go-Go Poles

Posted on October 27, 2008October 10, 2022 by KZ

I give in.  After four years of dating my girlfriend, I’ve come to accept a simple truth: Octobers belong to Diana.  Because Halloween is her favorite time of year, Diana always insists on packing our October weekends with Halloween-related activities.  We spend a lot of time watching terrible and tedious horror movies, carving pumpkins, shopping…

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Cross

Posted on October 14, 2008February 25, 2022 by KZ

Hands, they betray me like dissident fiends disrupting the gradual flow and how they sting with each frosted touch cold tips, those mocking digit spears all comfort shooting pains in veins inflamed knuckles reeling protruding in rhythmic vibraphone time like a rippling wave through a crooked spine.

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Fear Into Pieces

Posted on October 14, 2008February 25, 2022 by KZ

A common age and a common name, how low we bow to common pains, the like mistakes dictated by complacency, familiar trembling aches decaying the root of reason, the tides of time sweeping swooning plops ashore in granite rhythm sea of the wincing stewards of change Past we roll, oblivious to the bloody sky on…

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Where’s the Bear Today?

Posted on September 29, 2008October 10, 2022 by KZ

A few years back, from 2002 – 2006, I maintained a modest website called SantaBearCam.  It was a novelty website premised on a silly gimmick: on a daily basis, I would post a new picture of my stuffed animal, Santa Bear.  Don’t ask me why, but my friends considered this project more amusing than disturbing,…

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Same Show, Different Stage

Posted on September 20, 2008October 10, 2022 by KZ

Yeah, it’s been over a year since my last post.  Yes, this is my first official post on the new incarnation of my blog.  Check the new digs, man.  I’ve finally got the dot-com credibility to back up my feeble words.  So where have I been for the past year and two months?  I’ve been…

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As the Americans were waiting to move on, an altercation broke out in their rear-most rank. An American had muttered something which a guard did not like. The guard knew English, and he hauled the American out of ranks, knocked him down. The American was astonished. He stood up shakily, spitting blood. He'd had two teeth knocked out. He had meant no harm by what he'd said, evidently, had no idea that the guard would hear and understand. "Why me?" he asked the guard. The guard shoved him back into ranks. "Vy you? Vy anybody?" he said.~Kurt VonnegutSource: Slaughterhouse-Five
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