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dripping pitch and made of wood: September 2008

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Thursday, September 25, 2008. I was saddened when our twenty-something neighbor reported to us, after day number 3 without power, that she wanted to get a generator because she was bored and wanted to watch TV. Classes resumed this week, and many of my students are in bad situations. some lost everything. others are just as bewildered and tired as the rest of us. I have no way to wrap this up. except for maybe these two things:. Thursday, September 11, 2008. Fill containers with water. Later, during the ...

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dripping pitch and made of wood: protected only by the kindness of your nature

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Monday, October 27, 2008. Protected only by the kindness of your nature. And i zoom out and think subway? Where is she now? So pregnant in her red and black stretch clothes i think cell phone email facebook blogosphere i just want to see my sisters both of them in the flesh i want to do that thing where we hug each other all three of us at once i have that antony and the johnsons song stuck in my head 'you are my sister' how does it go? You are my sister/and i love you/ may all of your dreams come true.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: thing-like

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Friday, December 05, 2008. Institutional architecture and infrastructure just seem so much more . . . pronounced, vivid, articulated, material, stark, concrete, solid . . . thing-like. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dripping pitch and made of wood. Eccentric travel: radical departures, experimental destinations, and uncanny home-life. Intellectual, writer, public educator, activist, lover, dreamer, agitator, vegetarian, collaborator, community-builder, bike-rider. View my complete profile.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: April 2008

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Wednesday, April 23, 2008. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dripping pitch and made of wood. Eccentric travel: radical departures, experimental destinations, and uncanny home-life. Intellectual, writer, public educator, activist, lover, dreamer, agitator, vegetarian, collaborator, community-builder, bike-rider. View my complete profile. King of all absolute uncertainty.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: start up

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Friday, August 29, 2008. If i opened a hair salon called MULLET, would you come in for a cut? If you offer the reverse mullet (party in the front, business in the back), i would definitely patronize MULLET. Yes for the joie de vivre, if not the wash and set. I would hope to be hired as a stylist. I just have to say.you have a thing about mullets. I've just noticed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dripping pitch and made of wood. View my complete profile. King of all absolute uncertainty.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: January 2008

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Sunday, January 20, 2008. Wednesday, January 02, 2008. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dripping pitch and made of wood. Eccentric travel: radical departures, experimental destinations, and uncanny home-life. Intellectual, writer, public educator, activist, lover, dreamer, agitator, vegetarian, collaborator, community-builder, bike-rider. View my complete profile. King of all absolute uncertainty.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: August 2008

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Friday, August 29, 2008. If i opened a hair salon called MULLET, would you come in for a cut? Saturday, August 02, 2008. Whose idea was it to move on a day so hot the sidewalk would not simply fry an egg, it would instantly scorch it into a sticky black smear? O right, it was mine . . . still too dizzy from the yolky sun to be able to hatch a smart metaphor, and plus there's loads of things to unpack but, yeah, it does feel good to be in this little blue house with so many windows.

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dripping pitch and made of wood: May 2008

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Thursday, May 29, 2008. Sitar, or dijerydo. The puddle on the driveway next to the apartment has been growing, inch by inch, every day until finally it dawned on me that maybe, yes, there is a leak and, sure enough, when i squatted down and looked under the bricks where the hose comes out from under the building, a fine, needle-thin spray of water could be seen arching from the pipes. Friday, May 02, 2008. He'd yell to no one who was there, "goodbye, now! Goodbye, uncle jack! Goodbye, aunt ro-ro! I would...

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dripping pitch and made of wood: list (for ike)

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Thursday, September 11, 2008. Fill containers with water. Move plants and recycling inside. Secure trashcans in garage. Scrub bathtub and fill with water. Make ice to fill a cooler. Roast red potatoes, beets, and tofu. Good luck man. strange that i really really miss houston all of a sudden. LOVED the grammar story, Charles. Just wanted to leave best wishes for surviving Ike. It sounds pretty bad. Post a tale of apocalypse and let us know you're alive, okay? How did you fare in your new house?

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dripping pitch and made of wood: November 2008

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Saturday, November 01, 2008. After mortification, the giggles. Upon recently discovering that the neighbors have heard every god-awful note of my top-of-my-lungs singing of anything from bjork to yaz in the shower every single morning for the past three months, i resolve to continue. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dripping pitch and made of wood. Eccentric travel: radical departures, experimental destinations, and uncanny home-life. View my complete profile. King of all absolute uncertainty.