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Erratic Thoughts: March 2011
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Some stray strands of twisted brain waves. Wednesday, March 16, 2011. Running temperature and mind! The other day, I was taking a walk, now I don't know why I was walking in the middle of an afternoon with the sun sparing not even a slightest thought to me.but after walking some I was thirsty, sweaty and tired.You get the picture, right? A normal person should think that somebody might have just left this very spot, doing just exactly what I was doing. Why wasn’t I feeling those sunburns if I was l...
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Erratic Thoughts: July 2010
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Some stray strands of twisted brain waves. Monday, July 26, 2010. Some comical moments- for a ticket to poetry bus. Niamh B is the poetry bus driver this week. She tells us to write something on confusion see. Ohh she has written one beautiful poem herself. This is my entry for buying a ticket. This has really happened, so it's no invention.As I think about it now, I can't stop laughing. Good god! For the life of me, when you are sleepy, go and sleep instead of doing such antic things at night. Colors go...
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Erratic Thoughts: The Snake Charmer
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Some stray strands of twisted brain waves. Monday, September 19, 2011. The Snake Charmer, Henri Rousseau, 1907. Among the jasmine blooms. Where woods are deep. My flute calls for surrender. To my four snakes. Hope, love, joy and prosper. From the green lake. They come to me, helpless. At the lure of my tunes. But I have no venom. I’m a silky maiden. Merely playing my pipe. On a cold night. When the moon whispers. Fiery lust in the bushes. So I play my flute. To swathe my naked desire. You seem to have ev...
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Erratic Thoughts: June 2010
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Some stray strands of twisted brain waves. Monday, June 28, 2010. They were walking hand in hand on a sea shore. It was a nice, quiet and clear night. Cool breeze was blowing around them. They were enjoying the roaring sea to the fullest. It was a very unusual couple, the man being much too older than the girl. But the love between them was evident from the way they were looking at each other. They were so much into each other that it was difficult to identify where one started and the other ended. He re...
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From the Inside...Out: Justifiable Misconduct
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Wednesday, January 7, 2009. Another wicked-weather day here in the northeast. As if in testament to my death-defying ride home last night, may I present the bush outside my front door:. Delightful. Like a big, ‘ole, yummy pine-flavored snow cone…but minus the triangular-shaped cardboard holder, the carnival rides or the sweltering heat that made you want it in the first place. God, I miss summer. Which brings me (seamlessly, I might add) to an article I’d saved from August 4, 2008. And how did I know.
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From the Inside...Out: Don't Look Now
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008. Interesting to note as your offspring age: Graduating from the protective, padded environment of the back seat to the finally-tall-enough-to-not-get-decapitated-by-the-airbag front passenger seat, they see the road through fresh eyes. I tried explaining the nuances of. Whereas one is peripherally aware of the remains on the highway but one’s eye becomes tastefully unfocused, so as to avoid the ensuing gag and vomit reaction that would undoubtedly follow such a spectacle. C: ...
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From the Inside...Out: Give 'Em Hell
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Monday, March 26, 2012. In the dream, I’m having a cocktail. This is precisely why I am unaware that this is a dream…everything seems perfectly normal. Then I happen to glance at a clock. It reads 1:00…and realization dawns. One o’clock? Like, in the afternoon? Don’t I have a JOB? Oh and a KID. Oh, CRAP…did I leave Connor somewhere? I grab my phone and try to dial but the numbers are all jumbled…and WTF is wrong with this freakin’ phone? Increase the volume. Start off low. 8230;and work our way up. On th...
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From the Inside...Out: Jun 1, 2008
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Sunday, June 1, 2008. Complacency is described in the Webster’s Dictionary as “self satisfaction, especially when accompanied by unawareness of actual dangers or deficiencies”. It is described in my house by two simple words: Taylor, Connor. 8230;as in deux. Did I mention this? Recently, we’ve experienced a. Slight malfunction in the complex internal piping under the left sink. Okay, so maybe it was six months ago…but it. Feels like it just happened. But, I digress. So, when the boys use up the soap in t...
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From the Inside...Out: Star Light, Star Bright
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Sunday, January 29, 2012. Star Light, Star Bright. First star I see tonight…. I wish I may…. I wish I might…. Survive this rough patch and find some time in my life to write. This was the view out my kitchen window at dusk. For those of you professionals (Kimberly, Lynn, Smoog), you can probably tell that I am uber-adept at holding the camera still. I took five shots…and they all basically look the same. If you need some audio to accompany it, just imagine: Click. 8220;Crap.” Click. This isn’t abou...
