Who knows where to even put this stuff?
I wrote a lot of this while I was living in New York, and some even before that. I should probably do more short-form writing like this, only way less sucky and more frequent.
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Miscellaneous Ancient Content
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June 16th, 2002 Written on the eve of Fathers’ Day 2002 and sent to some close friends and family I send this message to you because you are my closest, …
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a modern fairy tale Pulling up the collar of her coat against the breeze that warned of the coming cold, Marianne stepped into the street. How she hated midtown! Midtown …
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So the gorgeous girl that lives on the ground floor of my apartment building was checking her mail this morning and she looked so lovely that I just had to …
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like a mystery a breeze that blows soft upon my face you touch me with the wind’s gentleness. I can never be sure I only know when you are there …
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This is the table Emily and I built and collaged for our Thanksgiving feast this year. Technically, it’s merely a piece of plywood that sits atop a much-smaller table, but …
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Okay, so you know I went to Prague. I posted about it on my Log many moons ago (it seems), and now I have scanning technology at my disposal and …
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Some people in these pictures are woefully underrepresented and some, ridiculously over-represented, but, taken as a whole, the collages here are a good representative of the people that helped to …