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May | 2015 | The Shredfred
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Archive for May, 2015. Dirt fishing in Old Town. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On May 24, 2015. Russell Frank holds a .58-caliber bullet with what appears to be bite marks on its surface. The dogs pulled me along the street as I approached Camp Grover. Russell Frank was working the southwest corner, waving his metal detector over clay and brown dirt, poking a spade into the earth from time to time before glancing over at me. Hey, who’s walking who? Russell said in greeting. Various rusty artifacts, from squ...
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Circle, swirl and drift | The Shredfred
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Laquo; Emerging from the stare of the chicken. Dirt fishing in Old Town. Circle, swirl and drift. They circle and there’s sound. Turmoil in the trees and grace over water,. Pinions bend inches from the surface. And the redheads scream and chase,. As we scuttle the grass and giggle and cry. They swirl and we drink. Echoes of flight in mist that consumes,. We watch the ground, breathless and unaware. And the redheads drill and scream,. As we snag the limbs and pop the lines. They drift and then vanish.
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August | 2014 | The Shredfred
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Archive for August, 2014. Emerging from the stare of the chicken. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On August 16, 2014. Jenny’s sweet Lincoln. Sit down, open a vein, and a couple hours later walk out with a 20- or 30-page novella that a panel of thoughtful experts will comb through to judge your scholarly worth. At least that’s how an academically weary doctoral student described the comprehensive exam experience as we sat in a classroom one floor above the watchful bust of Walter Williams. For me, writing is l...
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The Shredfred | Journalism shredded | Page 2
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Something about the economy, Egypt and education. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On July 25, 2013. The president is the tiny man somewhere in the middle getting mugged by all those movers and shakers while a vulture-like press corps looms above. The president’s team shook the trees and Warrensburg plopped to the ground. And so, after all the shaking came the planning as White House staffers called newsrooms with a detailed agenda:. Hey, the president wants to visit the university in Warrensburg. OK, how come?
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Emerging from the stare of the chicken | The Shredfred
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Laquo; The art of looking back. Circle, swirl and drift. Emerging from the stare of the chicken. Jenny’s sweet Lincoln. Sit down, open a vein, and a couple hours later walk out with a 20- or 30-page novella that a panel of thoughtful experts will comb through to judge your scholarly worth. At least that’s how an academically weary doctoral student described the comprehensive exam experience as we sat in a classroom one floor above the watchful bust of Walter Williams. For me, writing is like sculpting...
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September | 2012 | The Shredfred
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Archive for September, 2012. Hay Ball and a Smile. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On September 1, 2012. Michael Shaughnessy and his hay ball in the rain at the Expressways. He leaned into the engine compartment, the rain misting and blowing like a giant, continuous raspberry from the sky, and he checked the oil as a perfectly round, woven ball of hay sat fixed to the roof of his Toyota Yaris. This was an installation at Lehman College. OK, look at the hay ballsmile! Mr Shaughnessy is quite pleasant and our b...
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July | 2013 | The Shredfred
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Archive for July, 2013. Something about the economy, Egypt and education. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On July 25, 2013. The president is the tiny man somewhere in the middle getting mugged by all those movers and shakers while a vulture-like press corps looms above. The president’s team shook the trees and Warrensburg plopped to the ground. And so, after all the shaking came the planning as White House staffers called newsrooms with a detailed agenda:. OK, how come? Something about the economy. A man dres...
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Dirt fishing in Old Town | The Shredfred
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Laquo; Circle, swirl and drift. Waiting it out at Whiteman. Dirt fishing in Old Town. Russell Frank holds a .58-caliber bullet with what appears to be bite marks on its surface. The dogs pulled me along the street as I approached Camp Grover. Russell Frank was working the southwest corner, waving his metal detector over clay and brown dirt, poking a spade into the earth from time to time before glancing over at me. Hey, who’s walking who? Russell said in greeting. Various rusty artifacts, from square nai...
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Waiting it out at Whiteman | The Shredfred
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Laquo; Dirt fishing in Old Town. Blood, family and skateboarding: Q&A with Justice Ott. Waiting it out at Whiteman. When the hound dog barkin’ in the black of the night. Stick my hand in my pocket, everything’s all right. The sun beat down as a lone F-16 raced through the clouds. Hammond, the commander and leader of the Thunderbirds, radioed back that the clouds were low enough for the flat show. The stunts would take place at no higher than 2,000 feet. It was worth the wait. But we had to put in som...
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June | 2015 | The Shredfred
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Archive for June, 2015. Waiting it out at Whiteman. Posted by Matt Bird-Meyer. On June 15, 2015. When the hound dog barkin’ in the black of the night. Stick my hand in my pocket, everything’s all right. The sun beat down as a lone F-16 raced through the clouds. Lt Col. Christopher Hammond was on a solo mission in jet No. 1 to check the height of the clouds before the other five launched. The show was on. It was just a matter of what show we were going to see: high, middle or flat. It was worth the wait&#...
