Monthly Archives: March 2018

Tehachapi to Tonapah

if you give me weed, whites, and wine Then you show me a sign I’ll be willin’ to be movin’ — the prophet lowell george Sometimes maybe it’s best not to know. Now that the 100 meter guy and I … Continue reading

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things i wish i had said, part 75

“All you really need in life is an old D-35 and some trusty Piranhas.” — the prophet Lao Tzu

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sweet emotion

Walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, walk this way Ah, just give me a kiss — the prophet tyler I realized today i have NEVER listened to Aerosmith’s first album. I have no idea how this happened. … Continue reading

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skinny legs

legs they come And faces go Just like old Toyotas — the prophet lyle lovett We haven’t even made it to the track when Mo calls it. “Floater.” Floater is Mo’s term for gazelles, those runners whose feet never seem … Continue reading

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Roger and me

“Today’s the day,” he says. “The four minute mile.” Roger just died, so he’s hanging out with me. He’s tired of heaven (gold roads and no cinder) and wants to be back on the track. I guess mine’s as good … Continue reading

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