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Isa Badda Badda: Egg Sandwich with a side of despair.
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009. Egg Sandwich with a side of despair. Contributing writer John Whitley. Tim was up. He looked at me with an evil smile. Like the clown in "It." He promised happy things. Those things that are rarely delivered. He shouted. "You've gotta try my egg sandwich." He looked at me like a dealer who just found a new client. It took a few moments and then there it was. Memories of lost loves and lost weekends drifted across my palate as that third bite went down. I couldn't get over my a...
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Isa Badda Badda: June 2009
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009. Egg Sandwich with a side of despair. Contributing writer John Whitley. Tim was up. He looked at me with an evil smile. Like the clown in "It." He promised happy things. Those things that are rarely delivered. He shouted. "You've gotta try my egg sandwich." He looked at me like a dealer who just found a new client. It took a few moments and then there it was. Memories of lost loves and lost weekends drifted across my palate as that third bite went down. I couldn't get over my a...
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Isa Badda Badda: California. Day Two...
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. California. Day Two. I can reverse time real quick and watch Star Trek again.screw it, I kinda like these glasses." But honestly, I can never go back to sleep; when I'm awake, I'm awake, and the day never disappoints me. And this is true. And my friend apparently had the same upbringing. Food made us happy and we wanted to continue that state of emotion. So, we traveled on over to a part of LA called Los Feliz, which means The Happy! There's that thing.". The boardwalk is packed&#...
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Isa Badda Badda: May 2009
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. California. Day Two. I can reverse time real quick and watch Star Trek again.screw it, I kinda like these glasses." But honestly, I can never go back to sleep; when I'm awake, I'm awake, and the day never disappoints me. And this is true. And my friend apparently had the same upbringing. Food made us happy and we wanted to continue that state of emotion. So, we traveled on over to a part of LA called Los Feliz, which means The Happy! There's that thing.". The boardwalk is packed&#...
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Isa Badda Badda: California. Cali's not for Sallys after all...
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. California. Cali's not for Sallys after all. Got it. New York? Got it. LA? Why not visit it? At this point I was looking forward to experiencing this sandy hot coastal land. After dropping my stuff off at my friend's beautiful one bedroom pueblo, we established our prioties by quickly getting back into the car to get something to eat. But it was not just "something", it was an In-And-Out Burger. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). California. Day Two. View my complete profile.
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Isa Badda Badda: July 2009
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Tuesday, July 7, 2009. Bathroom Poetry, Opus 31. My toes are belows. And I sit as it goes. And what floats up my nose. Is the stench after clench from my porcelain bench. That can only be rendered in prose. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Bathroom Poetry, Opus 31. View my complete profile.
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Isa Badda Badda: Bathroom Poetry, Opus 31
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Tuesday, July 7, 2009. Bathroom Poetry, Opus 31. My toes are belows. And I sit as it goes. And what floats up my nose. Is the stench after clench from my porcelain bench. That can only be rendered in prose. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bathroom Poetry, Opus 31. View my complete profile.
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Isa Badda Badda: Writings and literary exploration, circa 1987
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Thursday, August 6, 2009. Writings and literary exploration, circa 1987. Ounce there was a mean girl named big Red. She walked to give her grandma some grapes, on the way she met a nice wolf, the wolf said "Were are you going? Red said meanly "I wanted to give my grandma the grapes," the wolf said "Okay," then the wolf when't away, the wolf went to grandma's house, then grandma had a heart atack. The wolf said "oh no, I must dress into grandma's dress! Knock, knock, "Who is it? He pushed them in the wate...
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Isa Badda Badda: August 2009
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Thursday, August 6, 2009. Writings and literary exploration, circa 1987. Ounce there was a mean girl named big Red. She walked to give her grandma some grapes, on the way she met a nice wolf, the wolf said "Were are you going? Red said meanly "I wanted to give my grandma the grapes," the wolf said "Okay," then the wolf when't away, the wolf went to grandma's house, then grandma had a heart atack. The wolf said "oh no, I must dress into grandma's dress! Knock, knock, "Who is it? He pushed them in the wate...
