Monthly Archives: November 2015

morning yin yang

yin: waking up midmorning with the nagging feeling you forgot something, only to find flat gary in livng room.  yang: cat doesn’t care.    

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my life

  

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ok, that was a bad pun

  i didn’t run today, and that’s a good thing. because runners disgust me. back before the days of garmins and other gps devices, you never really knew how long a course was. if you were lucky, the RD used … Continue reading

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winnie cooper and tapioca

i have this theory that all you really need in life is a good 4-mile run and a winnebago full of tapioca. the problem is that whenever i hear “winnebago,” i think of winnie cooper. how the hell did kevin … Continue reading

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the guitar guy

Nobody stopped to hear him Though he played so sweet and high They knew he had never Been on their T.V. So they passed his music by — the prophet joni he’s out again today. its’ one of those sundays … Continue reading

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might as well dance

Saturday night at the art studio. i’m on my second DOA IPA. gerald, jimmy and mo are painting as they plot to take over the world, or at least lower broadway.  plans are made for the place’s 20th anniversary. jimmy … Continue reading

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dance like astaire overseas

i’m on the halley’s comet loop. The Vermin appears to have lost interest, so i’m back in business. i’m running with my old pal michael penn. I think about what an odd life his must be. in an alternate universe, he would have … Continue reading

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