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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: POST #2000!!!!!
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I've grown so much in the past 2000 consecutive days. It's been quite a journey for all of us. Regular posting resumes tomorrow? Posted by MCF at 12:01 AM. Are you messing with us, did you finally post a real picture? Crap, if the picture is real. Does it mean I should be worried about the guys dressed in black sitting in the cube van outside? Im not sure my brain can handle all of this info. I may have to do something daring and post a picture of my own :). O IS THAT YOU? Will never be the same. Of the ...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Thank Full
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I hope everyone had a blessed and happy Thanksgiving. My family deviated from tradition slightly this year, possibly forging a new one along the way. Normally, my Uncle Jerry would join us for such holiday gatherings. Since becoming too demented to live on his own, he's been relocated to an assisted living facility. We probably could have checked him out, but for various reasons I won't get into here, he would have been too much for us to handle. So for the first time in possibly ever. It took another te...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Always Darling
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What was that, dear? Asked the nurse as she changed my Aunt Josie's oxygen tube, I'll ‘always be your darling'? When the nurse was finished, she elevated the bed so my aunt could see her visitors. She was very tired, partly from the morphine, and partly from the Preleukemia. Was worrying about us. The next few days were a blur, with one constant. Family and friends converged and spoke not of how Aunt Josie died, but how she lived. When she had been adjusting poorly to being moved to a new room. She d...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Six Words Sci Fi and Fantasy
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Six Words Sci Fi and Fantasy. The other day, Curt. Sent me an interesting WIRED article. In which many great authors of science fiction, comics, and other genres were called upon to submit stories, limited to only six words apiece. There are some really clever ones on there, from Joss Whedon's. Gown removed carelessly. Head, less so. to Orson Scott Card's. The baby's blood type? Human, mostly. It seemed like fun, so I thought I'd try a few of my own:. Sentient internet writes critique of bloggers. Déjà v...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Not a Fairy Tale.
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Not a Fairy Tale. A son returned home from work and hugged a 64-year-old little girl who hadn’t slept in two days, and who had lost one of her best friends. The next few days of saying goodbye sprawled before them, as children looking out at a vast expanse of farmland, the distance incalculable to their perceptions. Goodbye, Aunt Gerry. Posted by MCF at 11:04 PM. That's sad. Very sad. To get our city to #1! Artist from the suburbs. His knowledge of obscure. Is more powerful than Gladiator. TV Shows on DVD.
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Short of Miraculous
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Saturday, 6:15 PM:. The narrow eyes of the heavyset old man in Burger King. Locked on mine, and I looked away. At a glance, I noticed many layers of clothing and several plastic bags. He was just sitting in a booth and staring. As my mom and I got closer to the register, I noted the strong stench of sweat and urine. I could feel the eyes on me, and had one of my odd thoughts that this man was me. Saturday, 5:48 PM:. Saturday, 9:30 AM:. Is he throwing up? What are you looking for? After a small shouting m...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: The Essential MCF: 2K9-2K10: Part 9
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The Essential MCF: 2K9-2K10: Part 9. This is it, the final ESSENTIAL listing of Cloakfest 2K9-2K10. That just leaves the first 13 days of October, for those of you who remember the date of my very first post. Admit it; it's on your calendars. Don't be ashamed. Now for those of you who realize we're four. Days from that anniversary, fear not; if I write anything significant in the next four days, which is a slight possibility, I will be back to edit this post. My Nexus Feature Five. The Ultimate Hat Tip.
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: A Boy Called "Spider-Man"
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A Boy Called "Spider-Man". When I was in high school, one of the Long Island Railroad train conductors would often call me Spider-Man. The nickname was not derived from the fact that I bore any resemblance to Tobey Maguire,. Or spun webs, or had an unhealthy obsession with insects. And he certainly could not have known about my Secret Origin. One of those shows my mom did approve. I came full circle from cartoons back to comics when a Transformers comic book featured the wall-crawler. I never regretted s...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: I once was LOST
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I once was LOST. I had very little interest in LOST. When it debuted back in 2004. I didn't want to add yet another show to my already extensive viewing list, and I couldn't understand why J.J. Abrams. Would be starting another show while (I thought) Alias. Was still going strong. Besides, there was something else on in the same timeslot, though I honestly can't remember now what show I was watching instead. All I know is that a dramatic version of Gilligan's Island. In a field of bamboo, wearing a dishe...
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MCF's Nexus of Improbability: Run Time.
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I normally have trouble waking up in the morning. I look out the window at the sun, check my watch, and roll over for a few minutes to a half hour. My father's been my alarm clock for years, with declining effectiveness. Our exchange Monday morning, however, was one which had no trouble shocking me to consciousness:. MCF], it's time to get up. Aunt Irene died. Often, long after my cousin was grown and living on his own. They traveled to casinos. They always had the largest tree at Christmas. Sorry to hea...