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Month: February 2009

Retroactive Self-Loathing

Posted on February 24, 2009October 11, 2022 by KZ

Sorry for the silence, friends. I haven’t been in the proper state of mind lately to post something worth reading up here. After this kind of dry spell lasts for more than two weeks, I start to get nervous. I feel like a desperate rent-a-clown at a children’s party scrambling to put on a show…

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The Unnecessary…Ellipsis

Posted on February 6, 2009October 11, 2022 by KZ

While roaming the streets of coastal Bay Area town one weekend, I spotted a delivery van for a seafood distribution company with a particularly terrible marketing slogan painted on its side: “Our Quality…is Your Reputation” Ugh. Grammatically speaking, the ellipsis (those triple dots, “…”) can be used to either insert a pause into a statement,…

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I Am Not Him, But He Is Me

Posted on February 6, 2009October 11, 2022 by KZ

Some friendships are meant to be remembered, and some are easily forgotten. But then there are some friendships that have a way of inflicting themselves on you. They grasp you by your guilty obligations, your quiet frustrations. Private notions of loyalty and compassion degrade over time, varnished by a silenced eternity of stifled resentment. These…

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Mike Hagen had his Screw Shack. The Screw Shack was a very stellar— Mal Function!—Hagen production. None of the boards lay true and none of the nails ever quite made it all the way in. The boards seemed to be huddled together in a tentative arrangement. One day Kesey took a hammer and hit a single nail on the peak of the shack and the whole shack fell down. "Nothing lasts, Hagen!" yelled Mountain Girl, and her laugh boomed through the redwoods.~Tom WolfeSource: The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test
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