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A Welcome Home: October 2007

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Oct 30, 2007. At the altar of the olympians. What say you, oh Homer? Is the Orator speaking from his well-worn grave? For once there was an age. When the deeds of man spanned the heavens. And the works of women won them immortality. When a strong man would crush an empire. And a pure love would shatter that strength. But this time has long since passed. Centuries have left us with a dormant strain. Stories—written in languages long dead. What, then, am I to do when. Nor a...

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A Welcome Home: June 2009

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Jun 3, 2009. I gave Bethany a gift in honor of our dating for six months. It's oak with a Chardonnay colored stain. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Only Things on the Internet Worth Reading. A Wrinkled Moment in Time. I Can Tell You Don't Get It. I took my baby to the first Tulare Sci Fi Con and it was everything I hoped for and more. Opens at the Palazzo as first Chinese production with a Las Vegas Strip residency. Never Twice the Same".

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A Welcome Home: September 2007

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Sep 27, 2007. The only Republican ticket that stands a chance is Thompson-Gingrich. These men are far enough away from the party to revitalize the base, while Thompson's attitude may appeal to voters. And then Gingrich's first name is newt. I'm betting they'll pick Giuliani-Thompson, only to get trounced by voters who are sick of being forced into fear by our leaders. Links to this post. Sep 10, 2007. Death is all around us. It’s a race to stay away. A hug that hurts.

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A Welcome Home: March 2008

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Mar 31, 2008. Please, just let it die. Nothing makes me change the radio station like you. To prove I'm not too harsh, I'll give you another chance when you write a song with more than ten words. Links to this post. Mar 30, 2008. A Time to Stretch the Boundary. From a speech given before the Wellesley Speech Society on March 29, 2008. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Only Things on the Internet Worth Reading. A Wrinkled Moment in Time.

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A Welcome Home: August 2008

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Aug 13, 2008. But you can't blame other drivers entirely, for only moments later, the ambulance came whizzing up the street the other direction after hitting a U-turn down the way. all the yielding in the world can't help when the driver doesn't know where he's going. My suspicions were confirmed when I was handed an empty cone. (After a little further explanation, I was able to get a hunk of corn on the cob.). Less smoggy skies in coming days. Links to this post. But it'...

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A Welcome Home: August 2007

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Aug 28, 2007. Put 50 cent out of a job. Curtis Jackson may have survived being shot eight times, but he's set himself up for the biggest loss of his career:. If Kanye West sells more records than 50 Cent on September 11, I'll no longer [perform] music.". Please join all the clear thinking people of the world and buy Kanye West's "Graduation" on September 11 rather than 50 Cent's album, the name of which I (appropriately) can't remember. Links to this post. Aug 12, 2007.

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A Welcome Home: May 2008

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. May 3, 2008. A Brief Memorandum on Existence. One of the things I truly pride myself on is being a good narcissist. I may not be a leader of any one field in art nor science, but I daresay that I put to shame even the total of their achievements to shame in terms of my ability to be proud of the vast extensions in human understanding I have blessed the world with. Pat yourself on the back for 45 seconds well spent. I can’t begin to express the tremendous honor y...Subscri...

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A Welcome Home: April 2008

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Apr 9, 2008. Quitting LATE Now Greatly Reduces Serious Risks to Your Health. And now, a word from the esteemed Joshua F. Stricker:. To the Friends of LATE, uncomfortable acquaintances, and apathetic invitees wondering why you’re getting this message,. My name is Josh, I host LATE, and the publicity reps are allowing me to write the reminder. So before we go any further:. Date: Thursday, April 10, 2008. Time: 8:00pm - 9:00pm for taping. Location: Warren Studio One. That&#8...

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A Welcome Home: Jet Lag

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Jan 16, 2011. Jet lag can be an expensive proposition. It's 4 AM, and the heater is already running. It's been running nearly around the clock, since we forgot to turn it off before our 15 hour slumber the night before last. Not to mention that I haven't given the lights their usual overnight rest. I just hope this means there's still some hope for me to one day permanently shed the need for sleep. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Wrinkled Moment in Time.

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A Welcome Home: December 2007

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For liars, beggars, and thieves. Dec 24, 2007. Movement I from the poem "10.4.05". I The Impenetrable Veil. What is behind those eyes? What is behind those eyes is veiled by dark velour curtains coated with a shimmer of dew. What is behind those eyes is at least as impenetrable as the stars and surely far more luminous. What is behind those eyes is a mystery. Where does mystery lead me? Mystery bids me explore. Mystery causes me to move. Mystery steals my rest. Mystery drives me ever onward and forward.