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outside the windows: July 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Thursday, July 21, 2005. Birds of a feather. The sparrows are not the most striking birds outside the windows, but they are ever present, and cheerful. Walking to the local shop where I get my morning coffee I say hello to the little brown birds perched in the apple scented sweetbriar. The sparrows nest in the eaves, and chirp, and flutter, and fly through the little fruit trees I have trained up against the wall. Wednesday, July 20, 2005.

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outside the windows: June 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. From beside the waterfall. The young Earth First! Guys came by to borrow a table and chair for their tabling project: hours outside the local market, talking to people, passing out the latest leaflet and some of the political paper that we print from within this shop. In fact, I should be working on that, not updating the blog. Yes, they'd found the small jars also. I'm so glad, I said. Glad it was you, glad you...

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outside the windows: November 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Saturday, November 26, 2005. Am I the Devil? Carrie has struggled all her life with psychological problems, but mostly she makes it okay through the day or the week. She has a house, and a bunch of chickens, two dogs who adore her, some rabbits, and a vast tangle of gardens. I'm so sorry, I told Carrie. I didn't know she was close to you. We talked a while, and Carrie cried and cried. "What is happening to her body? She asked, and I explaine...

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outside the windows: September 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Friday, September 16, 2005. What strikes me, as I read other blogs at random, is how many they are, and from so many countries. I envision folks bent over their keyboards, typing out their souls, their favorite songs, their problems, and now and then (don't you hate the spam sites? Some cleverly disguised commercial. All these words, all these souls, all these visions. And we briefly pass in the cyberworld. Kind of makes me catch my breath.

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outside the windows: February 2006

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. What's black and white and. All very well and good, except I live in an area in which there is no public transportation from the south end of our county to the urban north. And I do not drive. I contacted my fellow poet- let's call him Steve. He kindly agreed to come by the bookstore before the rehearsal and wisk me up with him. In the week before the rehearsal I made up various lives and appearances for Steve my ...

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Iranian Teacher XP: September 2005

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Navbar-iframe { Show/Hide Navigation. Height: 0px; visibility: hidden; display: none; }. Margin-top:0px; position: relative; top: -50px; }. Thursday, September 29, 2005. To wear a tie. Why do you think a head of an institute wear a tie? It might be but listen to this:. Noam Chomsky The linguist. Why do I have this irritating habit of repeating the same phrase over and over that Money Talks? Posted by Frank at 9:36 AM. Monday, September 26, 2005. B: 19, Chicago U? You goat F* * * s and all that. Now that ...

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outside the windows: August 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Sunday, August 28, 2005. He stares at me with dark brown eyes. In one of these postings I mentioned Champ. I'm supposed to call him a Staffordshire Terrier, says my partner. I am so naive that when I picked him up and brought him in from the street I thought "oh, maybe a little shepherd cross". It was my kindly vet who looked at me with pity and said "you have a pitbull". Anyone seen him with a person? Buddy walked up to the hurt dog, and th...

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outside the windows: October 2005

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Monday, October 31, 2005. My mother was born the same day and same year as Marilyn Monroe. She was stunned when Marilyn died. She cultivated a blonde, lush air, and even on her deathbed paused to flirt. Well, perhaps not really at the very end, when she was unconscious and hooked to machines, and far from her perfumes. My father bought perfume- or cologne anyway- for his growing teen daughter (and how we fought in those days). Heaven Sen...

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outside the windows: January 2006

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Close encounters inside a remote northern California bookstore. Friday, January 27, 2006. Another women in black friday. Or today, woman in black with flickering candle. Sometimes there are a few of us, and sometimes I stand alone, at the edge of the sidewalk, near the wall by the parking lot, facing the main street. I stand from 5 in the evening until 6, each Friday. We are not adverse to having men stand with us. This veteran stood with us for months, before he became too ill to stand. Sure thing, I sa...